“Hot damn! Who is that girl Jinki’s talking to?” Taemin didn’t bother to look up from his book as his hyung, once again, chose to check out a girl instead of study for his midterm tomorrow.

“Hyuuung, aren’t you supposed to be studying? You dragged us all the way across campus to the library so that you’ll focus.” Taemin whispered trying to draw less attention than Jonghyun’s last outbursts. “That is not focusing.”
Minho snickered and Key sighed and he probably rolled his eyes, “Minnie’s right Jjong. I had an appointment that I canceled for your ass. Study.”
Taemin tried to bite back his laughter as Jonghyun grumbled. “Whatever Bummie… you know you’d do anything for me, right?”
“No asshole, I needed to study too.” Key said smacking away Jonghyun’s hand that tried to take his.
Taemin didn’t even want to know the extent of his two hyungs’ relationships. He knew Key was gay but Jonghyun seemed to like anything with a hole. And the girl seemed to be his next target.
“Okay… you guys argue like a married couple.” Minho spoke for the first time tonight and continued to highlight something in his textbook.
“We do not.” Key huffed.
“Key’s just jealous…”
“Fuck you!”
“You wish you could have a piece of this ass-“
“Guys… you do realize this is a library?” Taemin looked up at the sound of his oldest hyung’s voice.
“Exactly what I’ve been trying to tell them,” Minho mumbled and returned to his Chem book.
Key just rolled his eyes and went back to his own book but Jonghyun said, “Hey Jinki… do you know that girl?”
Taemin gave in to his curiosity and followed his hyungs’ gaze to a foreign woman. Taemin could swear as he laid eyes on you, his heart stopped. You were gorgeous. You were hot. You were sexy. And from the moment you were the only thing on his mind. Taemin’s eyes greedily trailed up from those nude heels you were wearing and admired how the tight skirt accented your long legs in a delicious way, but unfortunately wasn’t short enough to see underneath. You had on a white button down that was tucked neatly inside of the skirt and much to his delight was buttoned low enough that when you bent down he could see the bright blue bra you were wearing. He wondered if you were wearing a matching thong too.
“Yes I know her and no Jjong you cannot bang her.”
Upon hearing those words Taemin watched Jonghyun’s eyes turn away from the woman and feign innocence, “Why hyung… I have no idea why you would think such a thing of meIsshesingle?”
Jinki face palmed and Minho laughed while Key just sighed. They all knew about Jonghyun’s manwhorish ways and most of the time Taemin only found it amusing and amazing that Jonghyun didn’t seem to get tired of sex. Taemin snuck a glance back at you and you were now talking and smiling at something the girls around to you were saying.
“I don’t know. I was only there to help show her around the campus.” Jinki said and took a seat next to Key who was now texting uninterested in the woman of topic.
So you were new to the school? “What’s her name?” Jonghyun continued to ask and Taemin couldn’t stop from wanting to know just as badly.
“Hyung… don’t sound too desperate now.” Minho teased and Jonghyun lightly shoved him. “You know they have a term for people like you… I think it’s called nympho…,”
“Sex is healthy, thank you very much.” Jonghyun smirked folding his arms and everyone rolled their eyes.
“Except when it’s not,” Jinki said poking Jonghyun’s head, “Don’t fill Tae’s head up with this.”
Taemin laughed at that and didn’t bother to say anything. Him? Innocent? He looked for the third time at you who were still talking to those girls.
“I think this is where my ‘his and her’ chastity belt birthday present comes in. You know… hanging it up on you dorm wall like some freak decoration wasn’t the intent. It was a sign to calm your horny ass, not to score.” Key said sitting down his phone and joining in the conversation.
“How does he even use that-,” Minho started putting his book down also.
“That’s okay Min you probably don’t want to know. God knows ignorance is bliss when it comes to him.” Jinki interrupted shaking his head as if to ward off the gross thoughts.
Jonghyun hit his chest with his fist earning himself another round of sighs, “Actually Key. I meant to thank you for that. They all think it’s cute that I would want both of us to ‘save our temples for the right point in time.’”
Both Taemin and Minho laughed loudly earning a few stares from the tables surrounding, “Who exactly is dumb enough to fall for that?”
Taemin chuckled out, “Soojung.”
Everyone at the table except for Jonghyun started laughing and he glared at them. “Ha. Ha. My point of weakness, Tae. Thanks for bringing it up again.”
Taemin nodded at him still with a big smile. Soojung was the girl that Jonghyun had a thing for but didn’t exactly know he had his handful with. After falling for his hyung’s many charms she wouldn’t leave him alone. She followed him from class, waited for him outside of the shower, followed him to his music practices was even so nice as to clean his dorm and accidently throw out all of his songs that he worked years on. To say Jonghyun was furious was to say the least. The four of them would bring it up to snap some sense back into him.
“The moral of the story is…” Key lead off.
“Keep your penis away from the crazy girl with the OCD cleaning problem.” Jonghyun finished. “Well that killed my vibe.” And with that he let you go and went back to studying for his Music Theory exam.
Taemin looked back over to where you were standing and you weren’t there anymore, pouting, he was upset. He wondered if he would see you again.
“Oh yeah, Taemin? _____-ssi is supposed to be your new TA in your English class.” Jinki said.
“_____-ssi?”
“The woman you were staring at just now.” His hyung smirked and then went back to his computer.
***
Why does this campus have be so big?
You groaned pushing the strap of both your laptop and bag up on your shoulders as you made your way to the language building. Today was your first day at being a teacher’s assistant at Seoul University and you were so nervous that you could throw up. Everything about Korea was intimidating; from the spicy food down to the very very hot guys that this city seemed to run ramped in.
Class first, hot boys later.
If you made it to class, that is.
You again tried to not drop the stack of papers you were holding as well as not dropping your bags. You jerked your body to the left and grinned as your bags positioned themselves on your shoulders. Finally…
“Can I… help you?” You stopped your walking and turned around slowly hearing the accented voice of a man.
You had to stop your jaw from literally falling from your skull. In front of you was a guy not too much younger than you with yellow blonde hair, his eyes were a honey gold and he looked like an angel... if guys can be called that. He had the cutest eyesmile, your roommate just recently explained what that was, and the way his full lips stretched into that smile… made you melt. His face was pale and round and a little chubby in the cheeks adding to the child-like adorableness. He was so cute yet so beautiful. He looked beyond real. He also looked beyond young…
Girl, you need to snap out of it
What did he ask you again?
He looked at you expectantly and you stuttered, “Ah- ye- yes. I would like that.”
He nodded with that brilliant smile on his face and grabbed the stack of papers from your hand.
“This lot of paper you have,” he said as you two began to walk.
“Yeah, I know… I always make more than what I need.”
“Too extra.” He said shaking his head trying to balance the large stack and you giggled at his cute English.
His English was actually pretty good. Normally when you spoke to a Korean in English, they ran away. Fast.
“I’m a very thorough person… I like everything done in great detail and make it the absolute best I can.”
He seemed to think about what you said, probably trying to translate, “Tho-rough?”
“Detailed,” you said in Korean and he nodded smiling again.
“Oh… so you like everything deep?” You knew what he was trying to get at but the one word “deep”, you couldn’t help but think about something else you would like deep.
Trying to hide your blush you simply nodded and were thankful when you reached the building. “Are you here?” you asked
“Yes, I’m C117.”
C117? That’s where you were supposed to be assisting for the Freshman English class. You knew he wasn’t the professor.
So he had to be a student.
“Are you here?”
You nodded, “I’m going to be your new TA.”
That dazzling smile appeared on his face again and it didn’t seem so innocent this time. It made you feel preyed upon.
“Good… I think I’m going to need your help a lot ____-ssi.” And with that he winked at you, handed you the stack of papers and found his seat next to another guy.
What were you going to get yourself into?
You sat the papers down on the desk prepared for you and stared at the blonde who was now talking animatedly. You had a feeling he was going to cause you some trouble.