Troublemaker - Kang Daniel

26 - Mom

"(y/n), are you not feeling well? You're blushing," Daniel's mom asked as she cupped my cheeks after I came out of Daniel's room.

"I'm okay, Mam," I said. "Humm her hands are so warm," I said in my mind as I snuggled on her hands like a cat.

"Please call me Mom. Son, what happened? She's burning," she asked while checking my temperature with her hands.

"I think she's uncomfortable sleeping in her uniform. It's too tight," he said lightly.

I glared at him when he winked at me.

"Oh right. Why don't you clean up first? Your mom came by earlier. She brought some clothes for you," she said.

"She did? When?" I asked.

"You were sleeping so we didn't wanna wake you. Wait here, I'm gonna get it in my room," she said as she went to her room.

I still couldn't believe how could my mom be so calm about me spending a night at a boy's house. Then I heard Daniel chuckled.

"What the fuck?" I whisper-yelled as I punched him in the chest.

I gasped when he suddenly pulled me to sit on his lap.

"What? I'm telling the truth. Didn't you notice that one of your button is almost flying out because your boobs are pushing it too hard? They're suffocating under this shirt," he said as he squeezed my boobs.

"Stop it!" I whisper-yelled as I slapped his hands and got up.

I squealed when he smacked my butt again before I could get away.

"Fuck you!" I mumbled as I turned around and glared at him.

"Oh, you'll fuck me alright, princess," he whispered with a smirk.

"Damn it, Daniel!" I grunted inside when I felt that my body was responding to his dirty talk.

After his mom gave me the clothes. I quickly ran to the bathroom to calm myself. I almost got tripped before I went inside, but fortunately Daniel caught me.

"We'll continue later, so don't you dare touching yourself," he whispered in my ear.

My body was responding to his remark again. He smirked when I bit my lips so hard. He knew that he got me. I quickly removed myself from him then went inside.

"Do you feel better?" his mom asked as I sat in front of her after I finished cleaning up.

I nodded. Then she put her hand on my forehead to check my temperature again. She looked worried.

"Isn't she so sweet? Gyaaaaaaa," I screamed inside.

"Hmm, your temperature is normal, but you're still blushing," she said as she cupped my cheeks.

"I'm okay. I feel so much better now," I said as I smiled and cupped her hands.

"Oh my God, she's so fluffyyyyyyy," I screamed inside again.

"Eh ehm. Aren't you guys gonna eat? I'm starving," Daniel said annoyedly.

"He's an only child, so he gets jealous easily. Please understand," she mocked and I nodded.

"Mom!" he complained.

Then we chuckled when he pouted.

During dinner, I noticed that Daniel kept grazing his finger on his lips while staring at me. His gaze was dark. He looked so fucking hot.

Suddenly I felt something was trailing my leg. I shot a death glare to Daniel when I realized that it was his. I wondered how he could reach me. Oh I almost forgot that he has really long legs that could skip three to even five stair steps.

I shut my thighs tightly when he was trying to sneak his leg in between.

"Why did my mom brought me a skirt, not a pants? Seriously," I wondered in my mind when it's getting harder to block his long leg attack under the table.

"Son, could you please help (y/n) dry her hair?" his mom said suddenly, halting his attempt.

"I-I-It's okay. I'll just let it air dried," I said panically when I saw a wide smirk on his face.

"It's cold. You'll get sick if you sleep with damp hair," she reminded as she got up and took some dishes to the kitchen.

"You already cook for me. I should at least help you with the dishes," I pleaded as I took the rest of the dishes and followed her.

"Son, get her outta my kitchen," she ordered.

"Aye aye Captain!" he cheered happily as he took the dishes from me and put it on the sink.

"Mom, please, I can dry my hair myself," I begged.

"No, let him help you. Make sure it's completely dry, Son. I don't want her to catch a cold," she said as she signaled him to take me away.

"Yes, Mam!" he said as he quickly grabbed the back of my collar and dragged me to his room.

Then he locked it.

"I am so screwed!" I screamed in my mind