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Varsity Baby - HRJ (6k words)

Being with Renjun was in every way like winning the lottery. An amazing athlete, an even better singer, respectful, and don't forget....

He's fucking beautiful.

Thin frame, perfect curves, and long, dark black and silver hair down to his sharp jaw. His lips were plush and the perfect shade of pink to stand against his dark eyes and fair skin. He was perfect through and through.

Even now, sitting in the passenger seat of his truck, you can't help but stare at him when his arm flexes on the steering wheel. The lean muscle was taut against his milky skin and a bruise on his wrists from volleyball. His hair was in his eyes, but not enough to create a problem.

The white band tee that adorned his body was perfectly showing his figure, tucked into a pair of black ripped jeans that showed his slender thighs and draped over the combat boots he had picked out this morning.

Part of your mind wondered how exactly you bagged the man. Part of you knew it was fate.

"You're staring, Y/N. Want to tell me why?" His smooth, cocky voice rings through the cool autumn air, causing a slight tint of red to appear on the supple flesh of your cheeks. His eyes shift to you quickly, a near-invisible smirk crossing his lips before he looks back to the road ahead.

You glare at him playfully, slouching in the passenger seat. "Just admiring my pretty boyfriend. Got a problem with that, baby?" You respond to his teasing with an even tone, watching his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. He was already slipping up.

This was the game you both played when you were alone. Seeing who would crack first under the flirtation and playfulness. Ever since you both met, you always messed around. Spraying water, hiding shoes, verbal teasing, and more. You always won, but that was because you overpowered him with every given opportunity.

You would have never guessed that's what he liked in bed too.

The first clue was the way he acted when he wanted utterly anything. The shy smile and puppy eyes came out for something as simple as a sip of water. That look intensified if it was a physical need. The whines that would push from his lips were enough to make you want to strip him down all at once.

The second clue was how shy he got when you teased him in public places. Renjun would freeze up at even the smallest touch against his crotch, and god forbid you to make a lewd comment. His pretty face would turn blood red while the rest of him wriggled in his seat to calm down.

The last sign was his reaction to stern words, the boy melting into a puddle the moment you began getting on his case for absolutely anything. The number of times you had nagged him only to watch him rush to a bathroom or cross his legs was obscene.

You loved every bit of it, yet he still refused admission. Any time you brought it up, he shut it down with a nervous glint in his eyes. He wouldn't even entertain the idea of letting you put him in such a vulnerable position.

"N-No, I don't have an issue with it," Renjun speaks up after a moment, pulling into the sports building of your college and into his usual parking space. The confusion seems to be clear on your face, brows scrunched up when he giggles and flicks your nose. The action makes you whine, your hand going up to rub at your nose in protest.

"The varsity jackets took longer than expected to come in. The small sizes just got here, AKA mine is waiting for me. Coach called." The explanation makes you smile a bit, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on his lips that's returned with relative speed before he takes his keys and gets out.