Dating Sooyoung meant never knowing peace—mostly because she got handsy when she was bored. Right now, you were trying to focus on your notes, sprawled out on your bed with your laptop open, when you felt her shift behind you.

She was laying on her stomach, head resting on her folded arms, watching you with that lazy smirk that only meant trouble.

“You look cute when you’re concentrating.” She said, and before you could respond, her lips were brushing against the side of your neck.

You jumped slightly. “Sooyoung…”

“What?” She murmured, pressing another kiss just below your jaw. “I’m bored.”