College of Business

@choi yeonjun subconsciously running his tongue over his lips for a kiss too short, he settles into his seat and distracts himself with his phone. for some reason, the usual game of tetris can’t hold his attention. glancing at yeonjun from the corner of his eye every few seconds, he realizes he truly has a problem when he coos to himself at the mere sight of the slacker jotting down some notes. setting his phone down in defeat, he leans over to rest his chin on yeonjun’s shoulders. “can i take you out to dinner today?” he whispers.

@lee dongmin he's amused at how it takes a single pointed look from another for dongmin to shy away. his boyfriend was respectful and mindful of those around him, unlike himself. hence, the notebook was lifted for a spring of a second; a makeshift cover to hide the menace as he steals a kiss from the older's lips. "last one. lucky you." yeonjun's reply is softly spoken against his lover's mouth, each word calling for a taunting brush of skin. despite the lecture overlapping previous teachings, the model finds himself back in his space to jot down a formula.

@choi yeonjun “no more lectures and meetings, so that means i’m annoying you for the rest of the day.” a hand naturally falls to rest on the thigh propped over his own, giving it a gentle squeeze. in that moment, one of the students sitting a row ahead turns around to shoot the two an inquisitive gaze, pushing up his thick-rimmed glasses with an annoyed quirk of his brow before shifting his attention back to the professor. “what about you? any more lectures left?” dongmin whispers into yeonjun’s ear, awkwardly pulling back his hand like a child caught misbehaving.

@lee dongmin lithe fingers loosely held onto dongmin’s wrist as he doodles on the blank page. a smile graces sleep-laced features at the drawing’s implication, the male’s hand being brought closer to brush a kiss over his knuckles. “are you going to stay?” hope lines yeonjun’s question as he hooks a leg over his lover’s thigh. “any lectures left?” this was his final class before he’d head home; and as much as yeonjun tried not to cling, he wanted to go home with his other half.

@choi yeonjun he responds with a gentle simper and a soft kiss pressed against the younger’s fingers. “sorry, baby. my class ran overtime.” propping himself up with his fist against his cheek, he takes the chance to steal yeonjun’s pen and doodle on the edge of his (unsurprisingly) blank notebook. a simple cartoon drawing of a dog with its tongue stuck out followed by a heart and a boy’s oval-shaped face. dongmin might not be the best artist, but one glance at the middle-part, dotted eyes, small hoop earrings and snarky smile, and it was obvious who he was trying to depict.

@lee dongmin a faint creek from the chair beside him is what pulls yeonjun out of his peaceful yet costly slumber. languidly shifting awake, heavy eyelids lift to unveil a more than pleasant sight; lee dongmin, said slacker’s boyfriend. the corners of his lips curl into a doting smile, fingertips moving to rest on the apples of his lover’s cheek. “took you long enough…” no matter the endless hours spent entwined in each other’s presence, yeonjun’s yearning for the other was never quenched. clingy, his friends noted.

@choi yeonjun sneaking in from the giant lecture hall's back door, dongmin's not too surprised to find yeonjun fast asleep against his desk, blissfully tuning out whatever finance jargon the professor was so enthusiastically spewing. taking a seat besides the slacker, he rests his head against his arms and takes the moment to appreciate his beauty. studying the intricacies of his peaceful expression, from the slight upward curve of his lips to the faint mole under his right eye, was far more interesting than any lecture.