professor hong! [just a snippet of what i'm writing]
While he reads the half-baked strung of words, your gaze lifts to his features. Soft, pillowy lips and star-strewn eyes. His lips quirk up as he skims through the paper but you get lost in the nooks and crooks of his face. “Is this what I think it is?” a faint smirk adorns his lips. You don’t respond, way too lost at the sight of his veiny hands holding your notebook and how your thighs are only a few centimetres apart. You feel his warmth radiate through his slacks and wonder how it’d feel to be pressed up against him.
i blame @seungkwanschicken for this.