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jay takes the lead

— jay takes the lead (HIS PROFILE)

➤ summary : smart boy jay wants to take his turn first by inviting you over to his house to study, he'll show you how much of a good girl you are for studying so well, and hopefully, you'll take his compliments to the heart.

➤ jay x reader | smut, fluff?, PWP | includes praise, spanking, oral, handjob, and protected sex.

➤ word count : 12k

part of the bets are meant to be won series

minors do NOT interact

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➤ the prologue

your senior year of high school started out dull, and you thought it would’ve ended just as dull, and not with jay park forcing your seatmate to move so he could sit with you.

your biology class was never eventful during the last semester of high school. haewon had ditched the class within the first week, which meant that you would have to continue the rest of the semester with no friends in the class. you were annoyed at first, nagging haewon about it every time you were together, but you sucked it up after a while.

biology wasn’t the most fun subject, but you told yourself that you would be able to get through it alone.

the girl that sat beside you, in the end, was quiet, so quiet that neither of you ever talked to each other. you were the type of person that would only feel comfortable talking to a person if you were acquainted with them. so every time you offered your eraser to her or picked up something she had dropped, it was awkward.

everyone else in the class was people that you had never spoken to before either. you had multiple classes with some of them throughout your high school career, but you were never friends with them. there were a bunch of ‘popular kids’ in your biology class that took up the middle rows of seats. the popular kids never bothered you since you always kept to yourself and you expected that none of them even knew you.

none of them except for jay park; and two other boys that you happened to once be acquainted with.

the last time you had a proper conversation with jay park was most likely during the middle of your sophomore year. it was when the both of you sat beside each other (you on the right with him on the left) in your math class during the first semester. when the second semester started you remember that you had zero shared classes with him.

then, the following fall when the junior year started, jay was officially considered one of the popular kids. along with jake sim and sunghoon park.

you’re certain that jake sim was the first one of the trio to become popular in sophomore year. thanks to his outgoing and charming personality and his natural good looks. then, a year later when puberty had finally caught up to jay and sunghoon park, and jake had successfully brought them into the popular crowd, their popularity also increased.

it shocked you at first to see the three of them walk through the halls so confidently with sleazy smirks on their faces as everyone around them couldn’t help but steal a glance at them on their way. it also shocked you when you started to hear more and more gossip about them during your study sessions in the library, or directly from haewon.

it wasn’t really hard to tell that jake, jay and sunghoon were good-looking guys. it was just hard to take in that they were the same three boys that you were once friends with in freshman year. jay park was once a nerdy almost awkward guy that would never cross his father over anything. sunghoon park used to be so lanky and shy that you would rarely know of his existence, he could never make eye contact with you for more than one second.

but out of the three of them, it was harder to accept jake’s new reputation and look the most.

jake sim and you are born exactly one month apart from one another. if jake had waited one more month to be born, then your mothers would have been even more excited about their shared pregnancy (and you wouldn't have to hear about how he's 'older than you' every time you guys argue.).

jake’s parents met your parents during college, and they had formed their own friend group through their early twenties. they got married around the same time and found out that they were pregnant around the same time. they even shared a baby shower together.

therefore, jake and you had been forcibly inseparable during your childhood, and over time and with age the forced part of your miserableness faded and you spent a lot of time together willingly.

you did everything together. majority of your firsts were together; the first day of school, first loose tooth, first time going abroad. you even shared your first crushes with each other, yours was lee heeseung who was a year older than you both and always politely smiled at you while he spoke to jake a few times. and jake’s first crush was im yeojin, an outgoing short girl that always cared about everyone during her elementary school days. neither of you acted on your crushes, but you both knew of them and they eventually disappeared.

when high school started you were sure that you and jake would continue to be best friends throughout it, continue to have firsts with each other and get through it together. it was just as you imagined it would be during your freshman year, although jake had brought in jay and sunghoon into your friendship group.

you admit that you were wary of jay and sunghoon joining. but you quickly adapted to them and tried to become friends, too. you and jay clicked almost instantly, being able to talk about anything and sharing the idea that grades were important. jay was open about how strict his father was on him about everything, but mostly school. his father was very successful and wanted his son to be just as successful as him. he asked jay to take his studies seriously, which meant having almost no fun outside of school hours. your parents weren’t as strict as his were, but you still forced yourself to study more than maybe you should’ve. so, it led to jay and you studying together in the library when sunghoon and jake were elsewhere, probably working out in the school’s fitness room during break.

it was harder to become close with sunghoon, and you don’t think you ever were. there are a few memories that you could recall with him during your freshman year, like sharing a drink together in the movie theatre during your group's monthly theatre visit, sitting back against the hallway’s wall watching jay and jake easily go up to others and talk to them freely. and there was once when he had spilt his drink in the hallway, and you helped him clean it up. you remember how bright his cheeks and ears went from embarrassment, not looking anywhere except the ground as he scrambled to find something to clean it up with. you aren’t sure where jake and jay were, but you knew that no one in the hallway was looking at him like he thought there was.

though you had created a friendship with jay, and some sort of one with sunghoon, both of it faded along with your friendship with jake during sophomore year.

it started slowly at first, like jake saying he wants to go to a party instead of to your movie nights, or ditching you at lunch to go driving with lee heeseung and his friends. it went from texting each other every day to only texting once a week, to once a month to check in on each other, to not texting at all. you aren’t even sure if the number you have saved for him on your phone is still his number.

since jay and sunghoon were technically friends with jake first, it only made sense for them to hang out with him instead of you. at least that’s what you told yourself.

there was a weird feeling to it during the end of your sophomore year where jake would only smile at you if he was alone and not with some of the popular kids. it was weird to walk past jake, jay and sunghoon and act like you had no idea who they were. like you had no memories with them. frankly, it hurt you, but you told yourself (and everyone else) that it didn’t.

since jay and you both took advanced classes, it was frequent that you and he would have shared classes. during sophomore year, when jake and you slowly started to drift apart, you were seeing jay more and more. for some projects, you were even partners. you never asked jay if jake had mentioned anything about defriending you, but you figured that he must’ve. jay never brought up jake around you, he acted as if jake never even existed when it was just the two of you.

even during junior year, when the trio’s popularity had started to sink in, jay would sit beside you in some of your classes; he would stop and say hi to you in the hallway and ask how you were, sometimes he’d even ask you for aspirin in class from a hangover headache he was dealing with.

you never judged any of them for falling into the party life, but you weren’t afraid to do the opposite to them when it came to their decisions they had made. you had overheard once that the three of them had broken every window of an expensive car at some party they went to and bribed everyone with money (jay’s father’s money) to not snitch on them. haewon told you that last summer, the three of them had taken some girls down to the lake everyone swam at, hooked up in the water and then took their clothes before they realized. people were talking about the three girls walking through town naked all summer.

you haven’t really spoken to or seen jay since junior year, as senior year was really busy for you and you didn’t have any classes together, except for your biology class.

you noticed that jay was in your biology class on the first day when haewon was still in the class, and you were sitting beside her. you noticed his eyes land briefly on you before he slipped into a seat somewhere in front of you amidst his popular friends. it was the first time that you and jay park would share a class and wouldn’t sit beside each other in it. you couldn’t care too much about it at first since haewon was with you, but when she left, you couldn’t help but think about jay casually walking over and taking her abandoned spot.

nonetheless, yuri sat beside you before you could think more of jay park and you didn’t think about it again.

that is until yuri was forcibly told to go sit somewhere else, which you caught bits and pieces of through your music, and took your headphones off your head when you felt a new presence plop down beside you.

your senior year was almost over and you had two months until you had to graduate, so you weren’t sure at first why someone would want to switch seating arrangements at this point. but seeing jay park sitting beside you, a casual smirk on his face as he looked right back at you, made any curiosity leave you.

it also made you happy that haewon fucking hated biology.

the first day that jay sits beside you, you don't get a chance to ask him any of the questions racing through your head. you want to know why after all this time, he is now paying attention to you, let alone sitting beside you. you want to ask him how he is and if his father is still pressuring him to get good grades. you wonder for a second if he's sat beside you just so he can ask you for another pain killer for his raging hangover headache.

you want to ask him if he's been dared to come to sit beside you from the glances his friends are sending your way. you manage to ignore their glares and the fact that jay park was sitting beside you for the rest of the class as you focus on what your teacher was talking about.

at the end of the period, as other students start to pack their bags and leave school for the day, jay turns to you, a soft smile on his lips. his tan skin was prettier up close, just like you'd heard from everyone else. his heart-shaped birthmark is the same on his neck, and you find yourself too busy staring at it to notice the mischievous glint in his eye.

as the class becomes increasingly empty, the teacher calls jay's name, tearing both of his eyes away from each other at her voice. she asks him to come up to talk to her about an extra assignment. Jay gives you a sympathetic look before he swings his bag over his shoulder and goes up to her.

you watch for a second as the two of them start to look over a paper together. You take your chance to slip out of the classroom, hopefully with neither of them noticing.

it shocks you with the number of emotions you were quickly feeling with jay sitting beside you for an entire hour with no chance of talking to each other. for years you had said to yourself that you were frustrated with jay for so quickly ditching you and forgetting about you when he gained sudden popularity. it hurts you that jay made it seem like it was so easy for you to be disregarded by him and his life. you told yourself that you would always hold that against him.

so why did you feel such a strong urge to reconnect with him the second he sat beside you?

before you get far enough from the classroom door to be out of view, you hear jay call your name, making you turn your body back towards him, "wait a sec!" jay walks up to you. You stay because you're curious about what he has to say, "you're really gonna sneak out on me when we haven't even said a word to each other?"

you pick up on the teasing tone in his voice and tell yourself to not let your cheeks turn bright red from the embarrassment of him realizing what you just tried to do.

"w-well," you shake your head, "no!"

"no?" jay raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk not leaving his lips as he looks down at you.

"no." you state, trying to remain serious, "i just have things to do after school, and i can't wait around after class since i have to do them."

"what type of things?"

"important things."

jay snorts at your answer, "can your important things be put on hold for me?"

your jaw catches itself before it ultimately falls open at his sudden question, "um," you start but don't know where to continue. jay's unexpected forwardness today is something you would have never thought would happen. it was odd that he kicked out your seatmate to sit beside you, but now that he wants to spend time with you is just bizarre.

"c'mon, y/n, when was the last time you and i have hung out?" jay nudges you with a smile.

you feel your shoulders drop at the recollection of exactly why you and jay hadn't hung out in so long, not being able to cover the scowl on your face as you respond to him, "i don't know, when was the last time jay? must've been before you started ignoring me."

jay's smile drops, "y/n i-."

"no, it's fine, jay, i get it; you were friends with jake first after all, so why don't we just continue how it is right now."

"i wasn't ignoring you, y/n."

you scoff and turn on your heel, but jay's hand on your arm prevents you, "y/n, i'm sorry, but i wasn't ignoring you, we just," jay pauses to find the correct word to use, "we just drifted apart."

"drifted apart?" you repeat his words and take a step towards him so your bodies are almost touching, "no, you drifted away from me when you realized that you could be popular."

it's silent between you two as you stand facing each other in the hallway. your chest is heaving from the anger that was forming in your chest during your rant. jay's eyes look sullen and a slight frown is on his lips as he looks down at you.

"i'm sorry, y/n." he apologizes again; the sincerity in his voice makes it hard for you to look at him and your eyes drift to the vinyl floor. when you don't give him an answer, you feel his hand under your chin begin to gently lift your face so you can look at him, "i mean it, y/n, i'm sorry. i didn't mean to make us drift apart from each other, i want to fix things between us."

"why did you wait all this time to try to fix things? i mean, why are you reaching out now?"

jay forces himself to not tense up at your questions, knowing that if he did, you would sense that something was off about him. the sad look in your eyes made jay feel slightly bad about his true actions as to why he was standing in front of you now. he was sure that if he told you the truth about the bet he had bargained with his friends, you would walk away from him right now and never look at him again.

"because I realized that high school is almost over, and there are some mistakes i've made during the past years, and I want to try to fix them. and one of those mistakes is letting our friendship just fade out, letting us drift apart." jay's not usually fazed about lying or how easily he is at it. Still, a feeling sets deep into his stomach as the words leave his mouth. jay hopes that he covers the suddenness of the weird feeling with the smirk he puts on his face.

you keep your eyebrow raised as you respond to him, "so, you want us to be friends again?"

"yes."

you cross your arms over your chest and scan him, trying to pick up on anything weird from him. the smirk he's kept on his face for almost all of high school remains on his face as he stares at you with an almost innocent expression.

"c'mon, y/n, remember when we used to have fun together?" jay tries to persuade you into accepting his offer of friendship, "it's those memories that made me realize how much fun i've missed out on with you in the past years."

you try to keep a straight face, but the memory of you and jay pushing jake into his pool with all his clothes still on makes a small smile appear on your face that jay unfortunately notices.

"y/n," jay whines and slips his arm around your shoulders, "think about all the fun we can have together again," he leans in close to you, so his lips are against your ear, "all the trouble."

you gulp at his tone and choice of words and gently back away from his grasp, "fine." your voice comes out meek and quiet, but jay still hears you and starts to excitedly grin from ear to ear.

"really?"

"yes, jay." you roll your eyes and smile.

"thank you, thank you." jay continues smiling and approaches you again, wrapping you up in his arms and spinning around with you off the ground.

"jay!"

"sorry," jay sets you down, "i'm just so glad you agreed."

"yeah, whatever." you turn to the side to try to mask your own happiness.

"so let's go." jay nods towards the doors at the end of the hall.

"what do you mean?"

"let's hang out, duh."

you press your lips together, "i would, but i meant it when i said that i have things to do after school."

"what things do you just have to do today?"

"study." you shrug nonchalantly.

"oh my god," jay groans, "you sound like the perfect kid that my dad wants."

"well, maybe i am. think he'll adopt me?" you tease him.

"haha," jay fakes a smile, "i don't think anyone would want to truly be adopted by him."

"why? all he wants is someone perfect; that doesn't sound too hard."

"shut up." jay pushes his fist gently against your shoulder with a smile, "you know how my dad is."

"i know, i know, so shouldn't you be studying right about now since you're his son."

"mm, yeah, but maybe after i meet up with the guys." you nod in understanding, "how about you and i study together in the library on thursday together?"

"yeah, sure."

"okay, so i'll see you thursday then?"

"yeah, i'll see you."

"okay, have fun with studying and all the other important things you have to do."

"bye, jay." you roll your eyes again and start to walk down the hall to the exit.

"bye, y/n."

as you get closer to home, you can't help but mentally put up walls around yourself when it comes to jay. you admit that it is weird that after all this time, jay wants to suddenly be friends with you again. even when you questioned him, you were still iffy whether or not he was being genuine or not. but you also can't deny that talking to and being around him didn't feel nice, and it felt like how it used to feel. you felt so carefree around him that you wonder if you'll be able to keep up the mental walls you have built to keep him out.

you continuously told yourself not to entirely give in to the excitement you were feeling because of jay park. Still, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t counting down the seconds until Thursday.

“what’s gotten you so excited?” haewon asks as you both sit in the cafeteria for lunch.

you shrug, “i don’t know.”

“oh, come on, i noticed yesterday that you were happier than usual, and now today you can barely sit still,” haewon leans over so her face is closer to yours from across the table, “so tell me, what’s gotten you so excited?”

you sigh, “jay wants to be friends with me again.”

haewon’s quizzical smile drops as she sits back into her chair, “jay as in jay park?”

you look down at the textbook you were previously studying and pretend that you’ve gone back to reading it, “yep.”

“y/n, you know that jay park is a douchebag; we’ve gone over this a thousa-.”

“he’s not a douchebag,” you defend him, and it surprises you and haewon, “he just makes stupid decisions.”

“i can’t believe what I’m hearing right now,” your best friend shakes her head in disbelief, “jay park suddenly wants to be your friend again, and now everything you’ve ever said or thought about him is thrown out the window?”

“of course not!”

“Well then, have you completely forgotten everything he and his idiotic friends have done to others? what they’ve done to you?”

you place your head in your hand and rub the spot in between your eyebrows from the frustration you’re feeling, “this is why i didn’t want to tell you.” you know it isn’t like you to not tell haewon something, especially if it’s made you as happy as you are that you are going to become friends with jay again. but after all the conversations you and haewon have had about your past friends, you knew she wouldn’t accept it.

haewon wasn’t as popular as jay, sunghoon or jake, and she didn’t want to be. that was one thing that you and haewon bonded over when you first became friends; neither of you fell into the high school fantasy that consumes almost every teenager. you didn’t get all the hype about it, and you especially didn’t get the hype about the popular trio that took over the high school.

haewon didn’t necessarily hate the trio; she just didn’t agree with any of the stupid decisions they made, certainly not the ones where they’ve treated another person wrongly. she thought you and the trio were on entirely different sides of the spectrum of people, and she never understood how you could be friends with them.

but haewon didn’t know jay, sunghoon and jake as you did. she didn’t hold all the memories, the inside jokes, the serious talks about the future like you did.

“didn’t want to tell me?” haewon repeats what you said, “great, so now you’re keeping stuff from me?”

“haewon, no, that’s not what i meant. i just know that you don’t like jay and that you probably wouldn’t want me being friends with him again.”

“well, you’re right, i don’t want you being friends with him again, but what can i do? you make your own decisions, i just don’t want to be the one you run to when he hurts you again, especially not after you don’t want to tell me things anymore.” you can see the look of hurt on haewon’s face as she spoke to you.

haewon is loyal to all of her friends, and she doesn’t hesitate to stand up for someone or for something that she considers suitable. you’re almost painfully aware that what she’s saying is correct and that it’s coming from the better side of her heart, but she doesn’t understand that jay used to be your best friend too.

“i’m sorry that i upset you won, but if my past friend wants to become friends with me again, then i think its worth a shot.”

“Okay,” haewon nods, “i respect your decision, y/n.”

“thank you.” you tilt your head down again to continue reading.

“but if that idiot hurts you one more time, he better know that you have me by your side this time around.”

“oh god.”

jay met you at the table during study hall like he said he would. the table was basically in the middle of the room, surrounded by the other circular tables with other students studying in the library during that period. you can't hide the grin on your face as jay sits across from him, slipping his backpack off his shoulders onto the ground.

you kept haewon's words in your head, reminding yourself to be wary of jay at first and not forget how he's hurt you in the past.

"hey," jay greets you, pulling out his notebooks to study with, "are we starting with biology?"

"yeah, sure," you agree and pull out your notebook.

"good, because I'm extremely behind in it."

"what? how're you behind in it?"

jay shrugs, "i usually study for biology a lot on sunday's, but the guys want to spend every Saturday staying out as late as possible because we only have so many highschool saturday's left, so i've been too hungover to wake up early and study." you make a noise of understanding, not sure what else to say since you couldn't relate to any of it.

you weren't the party type, you didn't drink, and you could care less about how many more high school saturday's were left. you just wanted to finish high school with high grades and forget about anything that had happened to you in the school building.

well, forget everything except for studying with jay park in the library.

"but i won't be behind anymore since you're studying with me, right? you'll get me all caught up?" jay's eyebrows wiggled.

"yeah, I'll see what i can do for you," you responded, biting your lip as you skim through your notebook to the latest chapters your class has covered.

you found it hard to look at jay for too long. you don't remember feeling as if you couldn't look at him when you were friends. his jaw has become more defined, his lips plumper, and his ears were pierced, which held dangling silver earrings from them. his eyes were darker, too, not as light as you marked them in your head from when you were in your early days of high school with him.

you don't watch his darker eyes as they scan your innocent self, skimming through your notes so you can help him catch up on work that he probably doesn't even need your help with if he looked at the textbook longer than a minute while being sober. but maybe your notes can help him anyways since he knows how meticulous and intelligent you are. y/n y/l/n, always prepared and on time, a good girl just like everyone says she is.

"This is last week's notes; we went over basic digestive system things before we get into the more detailed stuff this week." you slide over the lined pieces of paper to him, distracting jay from his thoughts.

your handwriting is neat and cute, and jay thinks it's exactly like you in a way. he wouldn't have expected your writing to look like anything else. you tried your best in everything, even in your notes that only yourself would see. you are always so eager to please, and jay finds it intriguing.

"Thanks, y/n," jay smiles at you, making you gently respond that it was no problem. "are you going to go over biology, too?"

"mm, probably not; I'm thinking about going over the calculus notes for the test."

"the calculus test isn't for another week and a half, though."

you shrug, "i know."

jay smirks at your curt response, grabbing his pen after you hold your own. he writes down the title of the chapter and the date lazily, not looking forward to writing out study notes when you are right in front of him. your eyebrows are drawn together, and your bottom lip is snagged between your teeth as you work on the math problem on your calculator.

jay's always thought you were pretty, but he thinks you're the prettiest when you concentrate.

from the outside, he's sure that it probably looks like you guys aren't interacting or know each other. the way you're so intently hunched over the worksheet, scribbling away hard at work, and he's sat back swinging his pen back and forth. jay's noticed the couple of looks the pair of you have gotten since he's sat down in front of you, but he chooses to ignore it, for now, focusing instead on you.

jay's noticed now that your hair is tied back into a pony, leaving your pretty neck on display for him. your shirt is loose at the top of your chest, allowing him and anyone else to see slightly down it, where he catches a slight glimpse of your red bra. and he wonders if you remembered that his favourite colour is red.

images of you laying on his bed dressed in red just for him cloud his mind then, and he can't prevent the way his own lip is snagged between his teeth.

although you feel like you're whole mind is consumed by calculus, you still notice the lack of words jay has written on his page as you glance over at him. his body is relaxed, but his face is tense as he stares off, his eyes seemingly landing on you. you try not to tense up at the observation and continue your maths problem, but your mind starts to wander farther and farther away from maths and closer to jay park.

suddenly you feel a foot start to tap against your own under the table, making you smirk as you glance up at jay, who's only looking back at you with a mischievous grin. his foot starts to gently glide up your leg, pushing your pant leg up with it until he has successfully pushed your pants up to your knee, your leg now being bare if anyone looked underneath. "what is it?" you ask him, making him drop his foot back down to the ground, allowing your pants to fall and cover your leg again, "Mr. Harvard needs help with a little biology problem?"

"shut up," he rolls his eyes, "are you almost done?"

you glance down at your work, "mm, kinda." you see the way that jay glances over his shoulder, staring at the other students in the library during the period. Watching his eyes scan over the rest of the room, you realize quite a few of the students are staring right back at you and jay. your body tenses then, not used to so many people looking in your direction. "why?"

jay turns his head back to you at your question, and he shrugs his shoulders, "no reason, i guess i'm just too distracted to study right now, too much on my mind."

"Oh," you nod, your eyes glancing down to the table right in front of you, feeling awkward with him suddenly.

you wonder if jay's bothered by the others looking at him, noticing that you and him are together. you wonder if he's embarrassed to be seen with you. he still must be caught up in his whole popular lifestyle, so you would imagine that he's affected by who he's seen with.

"how about we study together on the weekend? like on Saturday." jay suggests finally, sliding your paper back to you.

"um, yeah, sure." you nod, trying to hide the disappointment you are feeling.

"at my house?"

"oh," your eyes widen at his suggestion.

"is that okay with you?" jay tilts his head with concern at your quick change in expression.

"yeah, that's fine."

"cool," jay nods, packing up his things, "I'll see you then, yeah?"

"yeah, see you."

"okay, get back to studying, good girl," jay winks at you before he turns and heads out the library doors, waving at the study hall teacher as he leaves without being questioned by her.

you try to ignore the bottomless pit feeling in your stomach as you let your thoughts race in the now quiet library. you hadn't noticed all the whispering happening while jay was still in the library. you wonder if haewon was right and that jay hadn't had a sudden realization of his mistakes like he had said. you wonder if he has asked you to study at his house instead of the library so people wouldn't know that the two of you are friends. you wonder if he regrets asking you to study with him in the first place, and now he feels like he has to. you wonder if he was really distracted or if it was just a lie to get away from you.

technically jay hadn't lied; he was genuinely distracted, just not by the noise, but by you instead. you were practically consuming him whole, and you were simply sitting across the table from him. it was driving him crazy that he could just reach over and touch you there. he wondered if you would let him touch you there, in front of everyone. he bets you would since you're such a good girl.

maybe you'd even be a good girl for him.

when haewon asks you how studying with jay went, you tell her everything except for the feeling he put in your stomach when he traced his foot up your leg in the middle of the library. you aren’t sure how an action so minor could leave you daydreaming about jay park. you want to know what else he would’ve done if you hadn’t spoken to him, almost snapping him out of whatever trance he was in.

you had also planned on leaving the wink part out when you would tell haewon, but you forgot at the moment and let it slip out.

“he winked?!” haewon exclaims loudly in the cafeteria the next day.

“shh,” you put your index finger to your lips to shush her.

“Sorry,” haewon lowers her voice and leans towards you, “but he winked?”

“yeah, when he left.”

“but like, what type of wink? a cheesy wink to annoy you, or like an ‘i’ll see you later, wink?” haewon wiggles her eyebrows with the second option. “and it better not be the second option.”

“i don’t know, won.” you sigh and lean back into your chair, “it was just a wink!”

“girl, we need to know what type of meaning is behind the wink!”

“why? who cares what it meant!”

“i care! and you should care! jay park cannot be into you!”

“and why not?”

haewon’s face drops at your question, “y/n, don’t tell me that you like jay park!”

“shhh!” you repeat your action from before, telling her to be quiet. “i don’t like jay park.” your best friend glares at you, not believing you. “haewon, i would never date jay. i mean it.”

“but you would fuck him,”

“what, no!” you shake your head in surprise, “i never said that! where are you getting any of this from?”

“nowhere, i’m just making sure your self-values are still intact.”

you sigh, “what does that mean, haewon?” already tired of her over-exaggerating for the day, and it was only noon.

“well, you know what happens when you fuck one from the trio.” haewon answers nonchalantly, plopping a fry into her mouth.

“yes, i know what happens; everyone finds out, and i’ll get hurt and possibly made fun of by my best friend.”

haewon laughs, “that’s exactly what happens!” she clinks the tip of her fry to yours and plops it in her mouth.

“well, i’m sorry, but you’re not going to have anything to make fun of me with since i am not fucking jay park or anyone in the trio!”

“well, if you do fuck anyone from the trio, i hope you truly think about it before you commit to it.” haewon’s voice becomes serious as she drags another fry through ketchup.

“i will, won.” you nod, raising an eyebrow at her sudden seriousness but not questioning her further.

“Good.” haewon forces a smile, shoving her fry towards you so you can meet the tip of hers with your own, cheersing over a plate of ketchup in the middle of the cafeteria over something that will never happen.

although it's been well over two years since you have been to jay park's house, you still remember the way there, like you have gone there one million times.

the house is just as big and fancy as you remember it to be when you start to walk up the long driveway to the mansion. the house is white with accents of black across it, and the large freshly trimmed dark green bushes surround the outskirts of the property. the front door is just as intimidating as the rest of the house, but you get the courage to ring the doorbell.

a relaxed jay opens the door a few seconds later, the same smirk permanently plastered on his face is showing as he looks down at you with amusement in his eyes, "hey y/n, you can come in."

you thank him and step into the house past him. it's just as fancy inside as it is on the outside, with paintings and expensive decorations all over the place.

"is your mom home?" you ask him, noticing how quiet the giant house is.

"no, she's out today until later," he responds with a shrug.

"ah, i haven't seen her in a while, i wanted to say hi."

jay smiles as he approaches you, "maybe next time, yeah?" you respond with a smile and jay points towards the stairs that lead to the second floor, "do you want to study in my room?"

"yeah, sure." you let him cross in front of you, so he leads the way to his bedroom.

jay already has his textbooks sprawled across his bed when you walk in after him. he sits beside it, patting an empty spot afterwards so you can sit on his bed with him.

"i still need to study biology."

"yeah, I'm pretty behind in history, to be honest.".

"What? We have a test on Monday, how behind are you?"

"i don't know, i just don't feel like I'm the best with history, so it's hard for me to study it."

"oh, i see," jay smirks at you.

"What?" you chuckle.

"i'm sure you know everything in history; you just aren't confident with it, right?"

"yeah, basically."

"well i'm pretty good at history, so how about i go over some of the review questions with you."

"Really?"

"yeah," jay shrugs and grabs your history textbook.

"i don't know, though; I'm really not good at it, i don't want to sound like an idiot."

jay rolls his eyes as he looks at you, "you're not an idiot, y/n," jay flips through the textbook to get to the chapter of the test, "how about every time you get a question right, you have to answer one of my questions."

you raise your eyebrow in question, "like what?"

"Like, anything i want to ask, and you have to answer honestly."

you hum as you think, "okay."

jay smirks again, "but if you know the history answer then you have to say it, you can't pretend to know it."

you shove jay's shoulder as you laugh, "I'm not a cheater jay, i'll say it honestly if i know it."

"good girl." jay couldn't stop the words from falling out of his mouth as he thought them, but the redden colour appearing on his cheeks made him not regret it.

you've been called a good girl before by your parents, friends, and some annoying people at school who used the term to make fun of you. but the words slipping off of jay's tongue made the words different. they made your body react in a way you didn't think it could.

after jay looks through the textbook for a few more minutes, he clears his throat, "in which European country was there a civil war between 1946 and 1949?"

"oh c'mon," you shook your head, "that's an easy one."

"Okay, then, what's the answer?"

"Greece."

jay smiled at your answer, "great, now for my own question."

"oh god,"

jay thinks for a second before he looks back at you, "are you happy that we're friends again?"

"yes," you respond quickly before thinking about it.

"good, i am, too."

you smile shyly, picking at a loose piece of skin on your finger as jay searches for another question to ask you from the book.

"Which country was the first to give women the right to vote, in 1893?"

you sighed, "New Zealand."

"what's with the sigh? you got it right."

"you're the reason for the sigh! you're asking me easy questions, so I'll answer your own questions!"

"no, i'm not! these are not easy questions; they're just easy to you because you're smart." you shake your head to deflect his compliment, "now, did you miss me when we weren't friends?"

you thought for a second before answering, "i missed the old you, the one i have all the memories with."

"i missed you too."

"Really?'

"yeah, why wouldn't i?"

"i don't know; you've gotten so many more friends and better, more time-consuming things in your life i didn't think you'd miss me."

"of course, i missed you; every time i saw you in the halls, i wanted to talk to you, but i just didn't have the time to stop and say hi, i guess." you nod to acknowledge his words, and he apologizes again.

"you don't have to say you're sorry; we're friends again, so it's okay."

jay's grateful that you forgave him so quickly, but there's a small part of him that wishes you didn't so that this whole bet thing he's made with his friends couldn't have gone farther than it already has. he's got you sitting on his bed with the house all to himself. your skirt is pushed up your legs, and he wants to grab your legs and put them over his shoulders so his face is in between his thighs.

he's glad that the textbook he's holding is covering his lap.

"in which year was Joan of arc burned at the stake?"

"Jay," you whine.

"What?"

"you're picking easy ones!"

"no, i'm not! they all just seem easy because you're smart!"

"1431."

jay grins deviously, "i got a good one." you roll your eyes and prepare yourself, "out of me, jake and hoon, who do you think are most attractive?"

"oh my god," you put your hands over your face, feeling your cheeks heat up from the embarrassing question. "why would you ask something like that?"

"because i wanna know." jay shrugs casually.

"well, i don't know."

"oh c'mon, i'm sure you've thought about it at least once."

you've thought about it a lot more times than at least once. there were times when you and haewon would debate for hours about who was the most attractive out of the trio. haewon always quickly decided on jay, but you just couldn't bring yourself to pick one of them. they were all stunning in their own different ways.

"i haven't, so i don't know."

"y/n," it's jay's turn to whine, "just say the answer."

"my answer is that i don't know."

jay huffs playfully, "fine, then which commonwealth nation was granted full independence from Britain in 1986?"

you flop back so your lying down now, your hands covering your face as you mumble out the answer, "Australia."

suddenly jay is prying your hands away from your face and pinning them over your head with one of his hands. you can feel the warmth from his body take over your own as he's now practically laying on top of you. before you get a chance to speak, the smirking boy is already asking you his question.

"Have you ever thought about kissing me?"

your faces are close together as you look at each other. you can smell his cologne at full force now and blame it for your brain clouding over the common sense part of it as you speak.

"yes."

"would you let me kiss you?"

"you can only ask one question at a time, jay." your voices are whispering now, although no one is home to hear you anyway.

jay sighs, his free hand reaching to rub your jaw, "such a good girl for following the rules." the nickname you once hated falls from his mouth again. you feel your stomach tighten with excitement. "what's the name of the first satellite launched in 1957 that fell back to earth in 1958?"

"sputnik."

jay's thumb of the hand that is holding your jaw starts to push against your bottom lip, both of you continuing to stare at each other with growing lust in your eyes, "i think you deserve a reward for studying so well, don't you think, y/n?" you nod gently in response, so he repeats, "would you let me kiss you?"

"yes."

jay's lips are instantly against yours. they're as soft as you imagined and feel even better. you're quick to follow his lead, your lips moving in sync like you've done it one million times before. your lips open in a gasp when you feel his hand start to slide under the cotton fabric of your panties.

jay's tongue quickly finds its way into your mouth, meshing itself with your own tongue. your whine at the feeling of his cold fingers meeting your skin, and your hands still pinned against the bed, unable to touch him.

"you're okay if i touch you? make you feel good?" you shudder as jay speaks, his lips brushing over yours. your legs tighten around his waist, not wanting him to leave. you find yourself nodding in response, no hesitance found in you. "good girl, let me reward you."

jay lets his fingers touch your heated core, making you whine again. you feel all your thoughts drift away and be replaced with jay, his fingers start to rub small circles over your clit, your eye close for a second until he speaks again.

"fuck, you're wearing red."

you're confused for a second until you look where his eyes are locked. your red panties are on full display for him to see now. A small patch of arousal has leaked through the fabric, visible for both of you to see. "yeah?" jay lets go of your arms, letting you sit up on your elbows.

"you look so fucking good in red." he presses his thumb into your clit, making you roll your eyes to the back of your head at the sudden fast pace. you gasp when you feel his middle finger start to tease your opening, circling around it, preparing you. "you know my favourite colour is red?"

"i-is it?" you manage to ask, mentally congratulating yourself for choosing the red underwear to wear today.

"yeah, especially on you." jay's lips kiss along your neck, biting gently on the sweet spots. it leaves red tints behind where his lips have been. jay hopes sunghoon and jake will get to see them before they fade.

jay forces his finger into you then, starting to pump his finger in and out, trying to find your g spot every time he does. his thumb doesn't stop rubbing small circles over your clit, adding to the pleasure as he brushes over your walls. your hand grips his bed sheets, pulling them closer to you for some stability.

"fuck, you're so tight around my finger, baby." jay says into your skin, planting a kiss on your cheek. "can't wait to feel you around my cock." you whine and your legs try to close around his arm. "what? do you want my fingers or not?"

"i want your cock, jay."

jay hums as his fingers start to hit a particular spot inside of you, making your toes curl as you try to listen to what he's saying, "i think you'll have to ask nicer than that. you are my good girl after all, aren't you?"

"Please, jay, i want your cock so bad; please let me feel it."

jay's fingers stop as your toes curl from the pleasure. you whimper when he pulls them out, and both of you stop and stare at the amount of juices on his fingers. jay slips his juice coated fingers into his mouth, eyes closing at the taste of you. you whine when he moans out in delight at the taste.

"taste so good, baby, better than i've ever imagined."

the thought that jay park had thought about what you would taste like sent more of your juices dribbling out and onto your thighs. the wetness between your legs was almost too much as the sloppy sounds from your legs rubbing together filled his bedroom. you wonder for a brief moment how many times jay has thought about you and him in this position before.

jay slips off his shirt first, letting you scan his bare torso. his light abs are clenching as he bends over and pulls off his sweatpants and underwear. his hard cock springs out and almost hits the top of his stomach. the precum that has settled onto his cum drips downward would almost be unrecognized if you weren't so intently staring at it.

jay crawls back onto his bed, holding one of your legs in each of his hands and settling himself between them. jay helps you pull off of your skirt and throws it onto the pill of his own clothes. his fingers slip onto the sides of your underwear and pull them off your legs, leaving your core bare for him to see. a quiet 'fuck’ leaves jay's mouth as he stares at your soaked pussy.

"so pretty," he mumbles, leaning forward to press his lips into yours again. his fingers slip under your shirt, dancing across your stomach until your shirt is bunched up at your neck. both of you pull away from your kiss so jay can help you take off your shirt. he flings the shirt onto the floor with the rest of the clothes, and looks down at your bare breasts. your nipples are hard from the cold, and their pink hue makes jay want to suck on them until you're begging him to stop.

jay slips on a condom he grabbed from his nightstand, securing it before he presses his hips against yours. jay finally lines his hips up with your own, pushing his hard cock against your core. he can't help but realize just how deep he would be able to fit inside of you.

"Please jay," you beg again nicely, getting impatient from all his staring.

"Okay, okay, baby," jay chuckles fondly, "tell me if it hurts."

both you and jay hiss as he finally pushes into you. his cock is hitting every wall inside of you as he slides further and further in, not leaving an untouched area.

"fuck, so warm and tight," jay groans out, his hands gripping onto your waist harder as his balls hit your pussy. "so good already,"

your core tightens around him at his praises, you didn't think hearing compliments from jay would have affected you in some way. you don't want him to stop. you like knowing that you are the one that can get him to feel good. you, out of all people, can make one of the boys from the trio groan and hiss as he slides into you.

jay pushes in and out slowly at first, letting both of you get used to the feeling. your warm walls make it easy for him to lose himself in the feeling. jay has thought about what it would feel like to be inside you since freshman year. he remembers the first time he saw you with jake and couldn't help but think how badly he wanted you. he's always wanted to know what you feel like, and now his dick is twitching with every moment because of it.

jay throws his head back in pleasure as he picks up the pace, fucking into you faster. your walls are creating such a tight grip on his cock that it feels like he can barely move. your legs spread wide just for him is driving him crazy.

you look so innocent for him, just so good. your eyes fighting to stay open to look back at him, little cries and whimpers leaving your mouth. the moan of his name slipping from your pretty lips only makes him fuck into you harder.

"you're so pretty, baby." jay runs one of his hands down the valley of your breasts and stops at the top of your stomach. his palm feels the warmth and smoothness of your skin, and the slight bulge from his cock entering you so deeply.

your breasts bounce each thrust, your hands holding onto jay's forearms for support. his cock is filling you up and hitting deep inside of you which you never thought could happen. you feel your walls pulse at the expression of pleasure that covers jay's face.

"i'm a good girl, right?" you ask, eyes almost closing from the pleasure. the need to hear his praise and to see his own satisfaction makes you question.

"you're my good girl," jay thrusts in once and so hard your body jerks up the bed, "so good for me," he thrusts hard again, "would do anything to please me, wouldn't you?" jay thrusts hard once more, his hands gripping your waist roughly.

"yes, jay, any-anything ffor you," you stutter out to him, his pace picking up speed again. jay brings his thumb back down to your clit, rubbing hard circles on it.

you can feel the heat in your stomach start to build up then. it's growing quickly, and jay's grunts and praises are helping you reach it. his cock is clouding your brain, and it's all you can think about as he continues to pound into you.

"f-fuck, y/n i-," jay pants, dropping down onto his elbows, so his body is pressed right up against you, "might cum."

your hands wrap around his shoulders, bringing him in closer, so his face is in your neck, "please cum, jay, i wanna feel you cum so bad, wanna hear you."

more praises fall out of jay's mouth as he cums in the condom, his cock still deep inside of you. jay tries to prolong his high, wanting to stay inside of you for as long as possible. the condom keeps his cum from leaking out, and it makes jay wish he could see it drip down his thighs and mix with his juices.

"fuck, I'm sorry." jay mumbles into your neck, not wanting to look at you. your hands run up and down his back, soothing him after his high. though only he came, both of your chests are heaving heavily at the same pace. your hearts are beating together as you lay chest to chest.

"It's okay, don't worry; I'm glad you came." you chuckle, too out of breath to say more.

jay presses kisses along the bruises on your neck he gave, successfully making you giggle from the ticklish feeling. he mumbles apologies against your neck after every kiss. when he's done with your neck, he pulls his head up to look at you; your pink cheeks, the minimal amount of sweat on your hairline, and the leftover lust still in your eyes make his heart swoon. jay presses his lips to yours, and the kiss is a lot sweeter than all of the kisses before.

"It's okay, jay."

"It's not," jay presses a final quick kiss to your lips before he pulls out of you, your hole gaping from his cock inside you. he feels himself almost drool at the sight. he peels off the condom and throws it into the bin by his bed. "you just felt so good, baby, i didn't know i was cumming until it was too late."

"It's really okay, jay," you reassure him repeatedly.

"It's not," jay wraps his hands around the undersides of your thighs, "but i'll make it okay." he suddenly flips you over so you're on your stomach and knees, your ass perched up from where he holds onto your thighs. jay grabs one of his pillows and puts it underneath your stomach, so it's more comfortable for you, which you appreciate. his fingers start to rub up and down your wet core, "I'll make you feel good, baby."

jay doesn't let you respond before he puts his whole body into eating you out. he's properly burying his face into your core, his spit mixing with your juices significantly. his fingers dig into the flesh of your thighs, holding you against him. both of you can feel the mess he's already making, his chin drenched and his nose is buried inside of you. his tongue is circling around your clit, taking breaks to lightly nibble on your pretty clit.

you're a moaning mess already, your drool and tears drenching his pillow. your chest is trying to rise and fall quickly but is being prevented by your stomach being pushed against his bed.

jay knows that he's good at making a girl cum with his tongue. of course, he doesn't go around bragging about it like sunghoon does, but he lets it affect his ego, even just a little bit. he likes making girls cum with his mouth, how they taste and how his lips are swollen by the end. though, no one has ever tasted as good as you.

jay smacks your ass when you let out a moan of his name, wanting you to be louder for him in his empty house. "taste so sweet, baby, can't get enough." he speaks into your core, the vibrations of his voice only adding to your pleasure.

jay licks over your folds, sucking them into his mouth quickly before slicking his tongue around your hole. your hips raise off the mattress when he sucks your clit into his mouth, humming at the taste of you. he smacks your ass again, a cry leaving your mouth. his hands are holding your hips now, "stop moving around; wanna make you feel good."

it's hard to do as he says since he's already making you feel so good. you bury your face into his pillow, trying to get yourself to stay still so he can properly eat you out and not have to deal with your hips rising and falling every five seconds.

"f-fuck, jay," you cry out, your hand reaching back to hold onto his hair, "i'm gonna cum.;

"That's right, baby, be a good girl and cum for me," jay starts to suck your clit further into his mouth, his nose digging into your whole. his hands grip tightly onto your waist and ass, massaging the spot where he's slapped. "cum all over my face."

you wish you could see jay's face as you came over it, your body tensing up as your high finally reaches you. your eyes squeeze shut, letting it completely wash over your body and mind. you can hear jay's moaning into your core as you cry out his name.

jay only slows down as he waits for you to regain control of your body and breathing. the sensitivity you're feeling makes you gently push him away, which makes him groan since he knows he could go for hours with his face in between your legs.

jay smacks your ass one final time as he sits back on his bed, both of your chests heaving. he watches you turn around and look at him, keeping your legs closed so he can't see how messy he's made your thighs. you're sure that it's just as messy as his face. you climb over to him and press your lips to his feverishly, wanting to taste yourself off his lips.

you're both still naked as you start to make out again. it's a more innocent make-out session than the previous one. jay's rubbing your sides gently, and your thumb is massaging his cheek.

you pull away after some time, jay taking the chance to plant another kiss on your cheek before you get too far. it's then that you notice how hard his cock is again.

"Don't worry about it," jay's quick to speak, noticing what you are looking at.

"why not?" you tilt your head with a pout, "wanna make you feel good."

"you've already made me feel good, you're gonna be too tired to go home."

you roll your eyes with a smile, "i wanna make you feel good, jay." you straddle his lap before he can refuse again. his hard cock is sprung up in the middle of you two, and you let a glob of spit fall from your lips down onto the tip of his dick, which he hisses from.

"-fuck," jay whispers when your hands wrap around his cock. his cock is so hard and thick, and your dainty fingers look weak against it.

"you feel so good inside of me jay," it's your turn to praise him, resting your forehead against his, your eyes locked on your hand, starting to pump his cock. "you're so big and thick."

"feels so good already," jay nods his head, eyes glancing to meet yours for a second.

"yeah?" you ask in a teasing tone. their eyes meet again and jay feels heat spread through his body.

"yeah, wanna come again, please," he almost begs you, and you wonder if he's ever begged for another girl before.

you begin to stroke his cock faster, your thumb rubbing against its slit every time your head gets to the top. your touch sends jay into a frenzy, unable to control anything he's feeling or saying.

you spit into your palm next, rubbing it over his tip before stroking up and down his length again. "wish i could fit you inside my mouth," you whisper out to him, mesmerized by his cock.

"shit," jay rolls his eyes to the back of his head, the image of his cock in your mouth, poking your cheek outwards creates a coil in his lower stomach.

you laugh against his neck, "you'd like that? seeing how much i could fit of you in my mouth? choking on it as i try to take you deeper?"

"holy shit, y/n, what the f-" jay gasps, his toes curling as his high hits him. Then, your words, scent, hands and your aftertaste on his tongue become too much for him. his head is cloudy as he cums all over himself and your hand. "such a good girl."

jay quickly pushes your hand off of him as you keep stroking him fast, overstimulating him. he can't take it since he's already cum two times. It makes his stomach clench before your hand is gone.

jay leans back on his hand, trying to catch his breath as he watches you lick his cum off your hand, moaning at the taste of it. your eyes close from his pure taste, wishing you could taste more of it.

"you taste so good, too."

"fuck, y/n. don't say shit like that; I'll get hard again."

you laugh and shove his shoulder, pecking his cheek before you get up to get your clothes back on. jay's stomach starts to heat up again, but it isn't from pleasure this time. there's a sinking feeling in his gut as he watches you get dressed again, and he doesn't like it. you're fixing your shirt over your shoulders in his mirror when you look back at him, fully clothed now.

jay opens his mouth to speak but,

"jay?" he hears his mother call for him from downstairs.

"fuck," he says instead, his wide eyes meet your own as you toss him his clothes quickly. he scrambles to get dressed as you grab your backpack and sling it over your shoulder.

you smile at him when he's finally dressed, and he follows you out of his room and downstairs, where he forces a smile when you greet his parents. the fake smile remains on his face as he watches his parents' faces contort into a pleasant shock as they recognize your familiar face in their home.

the forced smile remains until you're leaving his house a few minutes later after catching up with his parents after not seeing them for so long. its almost plastered permanently on his face when you wave at him goodbye, telling him that you'll see him tomorrow at school, and thanking him for helping you study.

the smile only leaves when he closes the front door again, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. he thinks guilt washes over him for a second, but he pushes the feeling away and focuses more on the fact that he's still extremely behind in biology instead.

jay just wishes he got the chance or even courage to ask you out before his parents came home and just call the whole bet he's made with his friends off.

jay finds his friends quickly on Monday afternoon since they are in the same spot they always are on Monday afternoons.

he sits himself down in the middle of his best friends on the bleachers' bench, wrapping his arms around their shoulders to bring them closer, "well, guys," sunghoon and jake peel their eyes away from the cheerleaders practicing to jay, "you now can say that i am officially in the lead with our bet,"

"What?" jake and sunghoon pull away from jay simultaneously, ignoring jay's laughter that echoes through the field through the cheerleaders' music.

"you slept with y/n?" jake asks; jay nods in response with an amused expression.

"When?" sunghoon asks him a question now.

"Yesterday," jay shrugs, "at my house."

"Jesus christ," jake runs a hand through his hair at the news.

"was it good?" sunghoon asks jay.

jay scoffs, "of course it was; it's y/n."

"well yeah, but like, what did you guys do?"

jay shoves sunghoon, "I'm not telling you guys the details; all you have to know is that I'm in the lead, and I've officially started our bet."

"well, how do we know if what you're saying isn't a lie?" jake raises an eyebrow at his best friend.

"Because," jay gleams as he digs into the pocket of his jeans, pulling out your red underwear and looping it on his finger, "she left these at my house."

"holy shit," jake covers his mouth in shock, glancing between his two friends and the red underwear in the middle of them. "no way."

"yes, way," jay nods, tucking them back into his pocket, "and if you still don't believe me, how about you go look at her neck?"

"bro, you've really done it, christ." jake shakes his head in astonishment.

"i told you, I'm in the lead."

sunghoon remains quiet as he watches his friends, his throat dry since jay pulled out your underwear. he felt his heart pick up its pace but didn't let it show. his jaw's been locked in place since jay sat between them and told them what he's done.

to be honest, sunghoon's pissed that jay's in the lead, but he knows it won't be the same for much longer since he's going to make you a complete mess.

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