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rockstar jay teaching you how to play electric guitar drabble
a/n: my first ever post got some reads so i guess i'll keep going! hope you guys like this one.
warnings: subtle sexual innuendos !
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you and jay met some months ago at a party and ever since then you guys have been pretty close. almost too close, but that's fine! anyways, present time, you're sat in his garage watching him fiddle with his electric guitar because he was practicing for an upcoming show with his small up and coming band. you always went over to his house to watch him play because you liked to cheer him on and such. he always appreciates how cute you looked while cheering him on.
"what do you think?", he had asked when he finished up playing one song, looking at you with an expecting look as he walked over to where you were sitting to plop down on the couch next to you. "i think it was great as always but you know.. i have been thinking..", you trailed off as you looked at him with a curious expression. he raised an eyebrow as he nodded slowly, hinting for you to continue. you turned to face him completely, a small grin appearing on your face, "i wanna learn how to play. every time i watch you, you look so cool and i wanna look that way too". he thought for moment before he nodded, standing up from the couch. "okay, i'll teach you but make sure you actually pay attention, yeah?" he laughed a bit as he gestured for you to stand in front of him.
when you stood in front of him, your back facing him, he gently placed his guitar in front of you. the supporting strap was across your back as you held the heavy instrument. your breath suddenly hitched when you felt him step closer to you, pressing his chest against your back so he could guide your fingers along the strings. "relax, let me guide you so you can learn, okay?" he spoke softly. you could feel his breath against your neck though. "im pretty good with my fingers so you can trust me," he spoke again, a small playful grin appearing on his face. you had rolled your eyes jokingly at his words but really they made you blush.
jay helped you place your hands in the correct spots, moving your fingers along with his as he continued to press against your back. every now and then his hands would linger for a bit longer than needed, and you caught on to that. he observed you as you attempted to replicate what he told you on the guitar, your face contorting in concentration.
"i think with some more practice and such you'll be a great little rockstar, y/n," he muttered softly as he rested his hands on your hips before he reluctantly pulled away. he walked in front of you to take the guitar back gently before he spoke again with a small grin lingering on his face. "let me know when you wanna see more of what my hands can do, yeah?". those words made you flustered, hands clammy as you nodded.
guess he wants to rock your world 🤭
a/n: NOT PROOF READ SRRY LOL
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professor sunghoon little tiny drabble !
author's note: this is my first ever post (?), im not a writer or an author of any sorts (im a stem major). hope you enjoy!
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you never had a thing for teachers.. right? WRONG. let's be for real, if somebody is fine then somebody fine. turns out, your calligraphy professor was more than fine. he was a god, crafted by the finest hands possible. he wore those black metal rimmed glasses everyday with a perfectly tailored suit. damn, was he fine in that suit. let's cut to the chase, you were currently in class, doing today's exercise when all of a sudden your professor is standing next to you. he's observing how you're holding the pen as you wrote, seeing how you illustrated the letters. "you need to relax your hand more," he spoke. you looked up at him, instantly blushing because well, your hot professor was currently looming over you. deciding that you needed more assistance, he placed his hand over yours, "relax..", he spoke softer. your body instantly heated up at that, your hand following his instructions. "good girl", he muttered under his breath, but you heard him loud and clear. "see me after class for more help", he said before he walked away to go back to his desk.
oh boy, you're in for a ride aren't you?
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