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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      GOT7
  Relationship:
      Choi_Youngjae/Im_Jaebum_|_JB/Park_Jinyoung_|_Jr., Choi_Youngjae/Im_Jaebum
      |_JB, Choi_Youngjae/Park_Jinyoung_|_Jr., Im_Jaebum_|_JB/Park_Jinyoung_|
      Jr.
  Character:
      Park_Jinyoung_|_Jr., Choi_Youngjae, Im_Jaebum_|_JB
  Additional Tags:
      Youngjae-Centric, Exhibitionism, Light_Dom/sub, Age_Play, Pet_Names,
      Fluff, Smut, Aftercare, Little_Space, Daddy_Kink
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-02-09 Chapters: 1/? Words: 1846
****** hey, why do you look away ( I know you like me ) ******
by vminkookie_(mikey_tdh)
Summary
     Sophomore Youngjae had no idea what life had planned for him when he
     was invited to attend The Seoul Academy of Fine Arts. How will he
     react when paired with two obnoxiously handsome seniors?
Notes
     so new fic, hope ou guys like it :)))
See the end of the work for more notes
Youngjae had always felt like an outsider. He was always too much for other
people. Too nice, too safe, too innocent. He never fit other people's
expectations, especially his parents. 
He'd grown up in a very well off family, living in a multi-million dollar
estate in a guarded neighborhood in Mokpo. From a young age, his parents always
expected more from him, for him to be better. He used everything in him to work
to fit his parents expectations and more. His parents wanted him to win play
piano, he became one of the most coveted piano players of South Korea. His
parents wanted him to perform, he sung and danced for so long, his body
collapsed. 
Still the most he got from his parents was a short upturn of his mother's lips
and a slight nod to his cigar-smoking father's head. However, he never let
himself feel bad for his sore lack of a childhood. He figured the poor rich boy
whose parents neglected storyline was cliché, albeit true. He never let himself
think negative thoughts, instead focusing all his energy on improving
himself.  
He was always incredibly intelligent for his age, no one expected less of
course. He'd grown up going to only the best private institutes Mokpo had to
offer. This wasn't enough for his parents, as usual, who wanted him to be one
of the top idols of South Korea. So, right before his 15th birthday, without
his knowledge, they enrolled him in one of Seoul's best private school; The
Seoul Academy of Fine Arts.  
He accepted his birthday present with a gracious smile, ignoring the fact he
had to leave behind his family home and all his friends. He went to purchase
his uniform the next day; a lite poplin blazer and over-the-knee shorts
(both French blue), a white oxford shirt, red or white bowtie, knee-high grey,
cotton socks, and dark moccasins. His purchase total was of an outrageous
amount to a person of normal income, but he figured his parents wouldn't mind. 
He was very anxious for his first day of school. Not only was he coming in
towards the middle of the year, but he was a very shy, self-conscious boy. He
thought his looks were ordinary, no one giving him a second look, making it
easier for him to blend in. This changed a bit when he bleached his hair, but
not much. He liked the blonde hair though. He wouldn't admit it out loud but it
made him feel very pretty.  
This was another barrier between him and other children his age. He always
found himself to be a bit more feminine than others. He enjoyed feeling and
looking beautiful, often congregating towards cute things. He liked feeling
smaller and more delicate than other people, and most of all, loved to please
other people.  
He'd find himself almost revealing this to people and quickly pulling back.
While Korea was getting more liberal as the years went on, you still
got ostracized for being gay which was outrageous. 
While nervous to start his new school, Youngjae was also very excited. He
couldn't believe he could now take dancing as a course. He felt like all the
time he'd spent practicing was now being put to use. He couldn't wait. 
- 
The flight from Mokpo to Seoul was grueling, almost 13 hours, so it was safe to
say Youngjae would pass out as soon as his head hit the pillow. He took a taxi
to the academy, trying hard to not doze off in the car. He lazily dragged his
rolling suitcase up the vine-covered concrete steps. He knocked on the wide
mahogany, wooden doors, rapping the bulls-head doorbell 3 times. After a short
waiting time the doors creaked open by themselves, probably since it was pitch
black outside. They must be remote control or something.  
He already knew his room number thanks to the welcome packet he'd gotten in the
mail, and couldn't be more grateful his room was on the first floor. He avoided
the elegant, curved double staircases leading to the upper levels, instead
heading towards the back of the institute where his map told him the boys
dormitories were. 
The dorms were divided by gender and age. He was a sophomore, but since he was
coming in so late in the year, he was sharing his room with two seniors. He
found it a bit unsettling to be sleeping with two older men, but was thankful
to be at such beautiful school, so he gave it no second thought.  
He finally got to his room, an intricate 12B  displayed across the door. He
figured his roommates would be fast asleep at this time so he thought nothing
of letting himself in. Opening the door, he was slightly taken aback by how
vastly beautiful his room was. It was painted a warm, egg-shell white, with a
natural wooden oak queen bed. The bed was high off the ground and placed in the
middle of the room. He figured he'd be sleeping in the middle of the two boys,
not minding much since he was invading their personal space after all. There
were two oak dressers on either side of the beds, each equipped with various
photographs and personal knick knacks relating to the two boys. There was a
large painting above the bed of a field with a cherry tree, he found quite
calming.  
The oddest part perhaps, was the lack of people in the room. He was expecting
his roommates to be sleeping at this hour, instead they were nowhere to be
found. He figured he should be thankful, since he was underdressed in some grey
sweatpants and an oversized white tee. He placed his suitcase in the corner of
the room and as soon as his head touched the pillow, he was out like a light. 
- 
Jinyoung and Jaebum had just gotten back from a dance club they went to with
their friends Hoseok and Namjoon. They stayed their probably until around 2 am
where Jinyoung got so drunk he began acting as if he was dancing on a stripper
pole. Jaebum had to drag his ass into the taxi and look
on boredly as Jinyoung tried to seduce the driver. Shit. Their new roommate was
supposed to arrive today. 
He'd completely forgotten, with taking care of his boyfriend all night. He
groaned, he was so disappointed to find out he and his boyfriend had to share
their room with a sophomore. The administration had swapped out the two twin
beds for a queen so all three boys could sleep together. He wasn't looking
forward to having a bratty younger boy interrupting him and Jinyoung especially
if they were having sex. 
Talking about sex, after Jinyoung realized the taxi driver didn't recuperate
his feelings, he focused his attention on Jaebum, sliding into his lap and
shamelessly making out with him. Jaebum just went along with it,
not embarrassed in the least at the slutty noises they were making.  
Jinyoung threw his head back and groaned loud enough for the driver to hear,
which finally caught his attention. The driver's eyes widened, shocked at the
careless display off affection in his backseat, yet he didn't say anything.  
Jaebum threw him a sly wink as his hands slid down the front
of Jinyoung's pants. Jinyoung continued making loud moans as Jaebum's hands
finally wrapped around his dick. 
Usually they were both fighting each other for dominance in the relationship,
but Jinyoung was wasted so he was only focused on getting off. Jaebum noticed
them pulling up to his school's gate so he tipped the driver and
helped Jinyoung out of the car. As soon as they got to the
room, Jinyoung roughly pressed Jaebum against the door, biting and licking
his neck, his hand grabbing Jaebum's crotch.  
Jaebum laughed as he threw his head back and hit the door. Jinyoung messily
slid to his knees, hands pulling down Jaebum's zipper. He roughly tugged
down Jaebum's underwear and quickly moved his hands over Jaebum's cock.  
Drool began gathering at the edge of his mouth as he worked his wrist
over Jaebum's member. Meanwhile Jaebum was lazily sweeping the room with his
eyes when he caught sight of the small boy in the middle of his bed. His eyes
opened slightly but he was a bit tipsy so he let Jinyoung continue his
actions. 
Jinyoung licked around Jaebum's tip before engulfing it into his mouth. He
slurped obnoxiously as his head began bobbing up and
down Jaebum's dick. Jaebum's hands began tugging at Jinyoung's hair when he
stopped sucking and pinned Jaebum's hands behind his back. 
"You can't touch, darling." Jinyoung slyly winked before taking Jaebum back in
his mouth.. 
Saliva began dripping down Jinyoung's chin as his head bobbed up and
down Jaebum's cock. He swirled his tongue around the thick vein on the bottom
before pulling off completely and then taking him back in.  
It took all of Jaebum's strength to keep his hands behind his back and not
touch Jinyoung's hair as he moaned like a wanton whore. It wasn't long after
that before he felt his release coming fast. He didn't bother warning Jinyoung,
as his boyfriend new his signs by now. An added element, no matter how sick it
was, was the boy in their room even if he knew he wasn't watching.  
What Jaebum didn't know as he came with a loud groan was that Youngjae had
woken up as soon as the door slammed open. 
He looked on sleepy and surprised as the two extremely attractive seniors began
having sex in front of him. Despite everything in Youngjae telling him this was
ugly and wrong he couldn't help his body's reactions as his underwear tented.
He couldn't help it when one hand slid down the front of his soft tummy and
into his briefs.  
He muffled his face into his downy pillow, before encircling his hand around
his dick. He slowly pumped his hand, eyed half closed listening to the
pornographic sounds next to him. It hadn't occurred to him once these were
the roommates he'd have to spend the next year with as the only thing on his
mind was cumming.  
He felt himself losing control as one of his fingers slipped into his tightly
wound hole. This brought on his release as he stuffed his clenched fist into
his mouth and shook openly on the bed.  
After he recovered he couldn't believe he just did that. He just got off on
two men touching each other. His face became red as humiliation
crept across his mind, but before he could focus on his negative thoughts, the
two men began to make their way over to the bed. 
He didn't even register that he was smack in the middle when he quickly turned
over and pretended to be asleep. 
The other boys were too tired to move them so they just took their places in
the spaces next to him, and for the first time in his life Youngjae felt warm. 
End Notes
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