Seventeen imagines

#88 "Roomate"

A/n: special mention to @louisseventeen

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You and your roommate, Yoon Jeonghan, are playing a game called, "No shouting game." The game's mechanics are simple. All you have to do is prevent yourself from shouting when it is his turn to do anything at you for 10 seconds. Each of you takes turn and have a chance to win. The loser will serve the winner as his/her master. Sounds provocative right? Well, you really want to win this game and controlled this man who always teased you 24/7.

"Now my turn!" you shouted and leaned closer at him.

Both of you are sitting above his bed, eye to eye while grinning at each other.

"Do it properly," he said.

You started to pinch his arm so hard, making him pursed his lip that slowly turned it's color from pink to purple.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 seconds had passed. But Jeonghan is good at enduring the pain!

"Nine, ten," you counted. "Yah! Why are you not shouting?!" You pulled your hand away and pouted.

"Aigoo. Hey, you pinched my skin so hard. I thought my flesh will stick out," he complained and blew air on his boo boo. Jeonghan sat straight and positioned himself in front of you. "Now it is my turn, you slave."

You rolled your eyes and muttered, "Don't call me slave, you future-slave-in law."

Jeonghan bursted out of laughing. "What 'Future-slave-inlaw'?! Are you making  a new vocabulary on your own little dictionary?"

"Whatever," you hissed. "Do your turn, faster!"  And so, you closed your eyes and wait for his turn.

Jeonghan let out a smirk, a kind of smile you didn't see. Did he decided to hit you hard more than you could endure?

"Whatever I do for 10 seconds, don't ever make a sound, okay?" He whispered.

"Ne, ne, ne. Just do it quickly," you said in irritated tone while your eyes are still close.

While waiting for his turn, you suddenly felt a hot breath on your neck. Before you could react, there was a tender brush of lips on it.

Eyes widened, you realized that Jeonghan is kissing your neck. You knew this is below the belt move. But your hands automatically fell down on his back as his head swims under your chin. With heavy breaths, you bit your lower lip and prevent any sounds to escape.

One... two....

There are only 8 seconds left and you must endure this!

Jeonghan's hand ran through you hair, as his kisses become harder.

3, 4, 5 seconds passed.

Another hand of him slid around your waist, and pulled you close to his pine scented body. His kisses are now on your collarbone.

6, 7 seconds passed and your body resistance starts to crumble.
Jeonghan's breath is curling against your skin just beneath your ear as his hands are skating against your trembling body.

8, 9 seconds had passed.

There is only a second left for you to succeed. however...

"Ahh!" you shouted really hard. Why?

Because Jeonghan bit your neck hard and leave a purple mark on it at the last second.

You pushed his chest away and glared at him with your reddened cheeks. "W-Why did you do that? That is unfair."

He chuckled. "You lost dear."

You held your neck and mumbled, "d-don't do that again."

"I will do that again," he said seriously.

"W-Why?"

"Remember the rules on our game? The winner will be the master. I am your master, and you are my slave."

"Y-Yah Yoon Jeonghan, stop kidding right--"

He pulled your waist closer and kisses your neck again.

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