Fics like i know you're out loose so meet me at the kissing booth

“Wow,” He breathes softly as he presses the pad of his thumb against Sehun’s wet bottom lip, gliding over it gently before pulling away. “I’ll be seeing you again.” He reaches over to tuck a few tickets into Sehun’s jar before he backs away, grazing that same thumb across his own lower lip in a tantalizing slow swipe. He gives Sehun one last flirty smirk before he spins on his heels and the only thing Sehun is left with are the letters K-I-M emblazoned on the back of that stupid jersey, along with the number ‘88.’ And fuck. Fuck. 88? That’s the number for Mountain Oaks’ quarterback. So not only did he make out with someone from a rival school, but that someone also happened to be said rival school’s quarterback. Those three years of devoted Pacific Grove pride, all those pranks pulled on Mountain Oak in Pacific Grove’s name, all of that was flushed down the theoretical toilet in a matter of seconds with a lip-lock with mister 88. Fuck. ------- aka Sehun gets stuck working the kissing booth at his schools charity fair and ends up making out with jongin, his rival school's hot quarterback

Fics like i know you're out loose so meet me at the kissing booth

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