hello there!
This is my very first attempt to write a chaptered fic,
so please bear with my slow updates >.<
I wrote this chapter in four agonizing nights and I must say
it's not easy to write a great idea and divide it into parts.
Comments & suggestions would be greatly appreciated!
Chapter 1: Insomnia
50 minutes have passed and I’m still headdesking myself, trying to squeeze out every brain cell I have left for one freakin’ ladder problem. Sometimes I just wish that I wasn’t that much of a genius that I have to climb year levels and have to take advance classes. It’s taking 50% of my “childhood” already. Plus the fact that I’m in a band and in the swimming varsity couldn’t make it any better. I’m guessing that’s 40%, so I’m left with 6% to be a normal eating, drinking and breathing person, 3% to get a girlfriend and 1% to play with myself.
This is what you get Shim Changmin for pursuing your dreams, so just live with it.
Oh cruel life.
I glanced over my shoulder and observed my roommate, Junsu, who was sleeping soundly on his own bed.
Lucky bastard. He should be suffering too like me, but his wits are better than mine. He asked our professor to be dropped from his class and promised to just take his subject next semester.
Now I wish I also did that back then when I had the opportunity.
I grabbed the tattered and worn-out teddy bear in front me and gave its neck one good strangle.
But no, Mr. Hwaiting Bear here has to nag me 24/7 to ‘try and try again, until you die’ and convinced me to continue this hell of a subject.
Damn. I really need a break.
I glanced at my wrist watch.
11:45 pm. it’s still open.
I stood up, trying to avoid the slightest noise that my chair might make and moved out of the room.
My feet walked across a never-ending hallway of closed dorm doors. I only realized that I was already outside when my eyes laid its sight on the glistening leaves of the trees under the bright full moon above me. I continued to walk until finally I found myself standing in front of a big white Greek-inspired building. Its large glass windows were glowing in faint yellow which gave me an idea that there were still people inside. I walked up the steps and placed my hands on one of the brass handles of the grand wooden two-door entrance.
My idea of a break: go to the library. I couldn’t be more boring than ever.
I released a helpless sigh and pushed it open.
Welcome to my world.
The hall was full of grandeur. The white marble below my feet was glistening like rainbow as they reflected the mix of white light from the grand chandelier above and the various colors of the books around me. Different sizes of shelves were placed around the hall like a big maze. The walls were adorned with a lot of paintings which were a mix of Classical and Romantic styles. Medium-sized statues and figures can also be found in one corner of the library.
I looked around for a bit, browsing a few books here and there from the shelves but returning them immediately. Nothing seems to interest me and I’m getting a little frustrated already.
Suddenly, I felt a soft tap on my shoulder. I turned around.
For a good one minute I thought I was in heaven. The person who was now standing in front of me looked like a real angel basking in light, only without a halo and wings…and he was wearing a nametag with “Kim Jae Joong, Head Librarian” written on it.
Wait. He’s a guy? And he’s the head librarian? I never thought that there existed a head librarian in this library? I never saw him with all my visits here…so that means he only make his rounds at night? Butwhy during night time? Hmm…maybe because there are fewer students to –
“I think it is rude to stare at someone whom you don’t know well Mr. Shim Changmin.” I suddenly heard him say while I was still beneath my consciousness.
“Uhm…sorry sir. I didn’t mean to. I apologize.” I bowed in full 45 degrees in embarrassment as my eyes were on the floor. I
“No need to apologize Mr. Shim. I fully understand that you’re quite in stress right now with the final exams just around the corner. Right?” His small plump lips formed a smile that made my breathing stuck between my lungs and nasal pathways.
“Uh, sadly yes. Um. By the way, how did you know my name?” I asked him, struggling to maintain eye contact with him despite my now uneasy stature.
Damn. He has great eyes too. So deep and mysterious.
“I know every single loyal reader in this library and that includes you Mr. Shim. If I remember correctly, you are our top borrower for this semester.”
“This is embarrassing.” My hand was at the back of my head as my cheeks burned.
“Don’t be. It is not common anymore for students to spend their time here in the library. They just consider the library as a big sleeping area and not a place for learning and discovery.” He replied to me as he looked at the space around us.
“I don’t think like that Mr. Kim. I discovered a lot through these walls of books. I love the library.”
“Then that makes the two of us Mr. Shim. I love the library too.” He smiled again.
Why does he have to smile at me like that?
“By the way sir, can you suggest any good book for me to borrow? I’m looking for one that could keep me awake for the next 2 hours.”
“How about…this one?” He picked a book from the shelf in front of us and handed it over to me. I accidentally brushed against his hands that I immediately pulled mine away as if I was touching fire.
“Uh. Thank you uh, sir.” I fumbled over my words.
His hands felt like satin, even softer than a woman’s.
“You’re welcome Mr. Shim. Anyway, looks like I won’t disturb you much further. I hope you enjoy the book. I shall go ahead.” I watched him walk away from me slowly. His body swayed in grace as his fingers ran across the row of books that he passed by and finally disappeared as he turned to the next aisle.
What’s with me? Why am I feeling uneasy around him?
I shook my head and looked up the shelf in front of me. I glanced at the book that he gave me.
“SELF-ENFORCED INSOMNIA”
Wha…What the hell? What’s this? Is he cracking a joke on me?
My mouth hung open in disbelief as I flipped through its pages.
He is one weird librarian. Wise, but weird.
I glanced at my wrist and saw the short hand at 1.
No holy shit! It’s 1 am already! The dorm’s going to close up any minute!
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I dragged myself inside the classroom as my ears heard the bell.
“You’re right on time Mr. Shim. Congratulations. Did something happen to you that you decided not to be late today?”
My professor just couldn’t be more sarcastic than ever. Can he not be just glad that I was early for his damn boring class? I may sound cocky but I really don’t need him, or his subject. He kept on doing this because he knows I am more knowledgeable than him.
But what’s the real culprit of my early bird event?
I slumped to my seat beside the window and pulled out from my bag the book that I got- no, make that the book that the librarian gave to me. The book didn’t give me insomnia, but he did. Images of him were invading every corner of mind last night, his angelic face, his mysterious eyes, his small lips, and his slender hands. A full straight 5 hours of having your eyes wide open is not recommendable for people like me, especially when you’re fantasizing over a guy. I tried to brush off the idea by finishing my review from cover to cover, and even had time to start my pending term papers. Then I was left with nothing to do. I was even on the verge of trying to jack off if I still couldn’t sleep in the next hour. Good thing my eyes knew better than me.
What’s wrong with me?
I even couldn’t give an answer to myself.
I glanced out of the window, wishing that there’s something more interesting outside other than this four-walled torture chamber I am in. My eyes caught of a figure who was reading a book just below my window. His back was leaning on the trunk of a tree while one leg was against it too. I couldn’t see his face though because he was facing the other side, his back was facing me. I watched him as he flipped through the next page of the book. He seems very into it though. I was quite amused how his nimble fingers touched the leaf of the book, like he was touching fragile that it could break any minute.
There is something about him that makes him so…familiar.
To all students from the College of Liberal Arts, there will be a special assembly later at 5:30 pm. We will be welcoming our Dean who just came back from his two-year Doctorate in England. Please be there 30 minutes before so we could settle down immediately. Thank you.
The sounds of metals hitting against the hard wood floor invaded my senses and brought me back inside the classroom. End of first class. One down, three more to go.
I glanced back outside my window to check out (did I just say check out??) the guy but he was not there anymore.
Oh well, as if he really mattered.
I was about to walk out of the classroom when an arm suddenly slung on my arm. It was Junsu.
“Changmin-ah! How in the world did you wake up early awhile ago? That’s a new one!” He happily teased me as we made our way to our next class.
“Please don’t ask. It’s just makes my head feel lighter. And for your information, I didn’t sleep. I just took a nap.”
“Oh really? Well anyway, don’t forget that we have band practice later at 8 o’clock over at Yoochun’s. Don’t be late.” He said as he walked past the door of our next class.
“Where are you going? We still have CS 150.”
“I’m cutting. I’m meeting my twin in the airport. I have to fetch him or he’ll get lost for sure. See you later!” He waved goodbye as I watched him walk away from me.
“I’ll take notes for you then.”
“Thanks!”
Damn. This day is long. I looked up to the high ceiling of the auditorium that I am now. After four excruciating classes and even barely getting through them in one piece, now I have to suffer this too?
The auditorium was slowly filling up with students and faculty. Every row and box was fully occupied.
Honestly, I haven’t seen the Dean yet. I was only a transferee 2 years ago and didn’t care much about prominent people. Now I’m going to see him the first time and for some reason, I’m feeling nervous.
But I don’t know why.
A professor stood in front and spoke quite long on the introduction. I was about to doze off when-
Without further ado, may we call on our most beloved Dean of the College of Liberal Arts, Mr. Kim Jae Joong!
What the hell?! Is this another joke of his? He is that head librarian from last night! And now he promoted himself to Dean of the college?? Since when did he do this? Overnight?
I stared at his standing figure on stage as my mind still couldn’t register what was happening. He was now doing his own speech but I couldn’t hear them properly anymore. My senses were now numb. What my ears could only receive where the words, SHIM CHANGMIN. IN. THE. DEAN’S. OFFICE. LATER.
Wait. Am I being called in his room? Scratch that. I mean, the Dean’s office? What did I do now?
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My fist knocked nervously against the wooden door which held the label, “Dean” on it.
“Come in Mr. Shim.”
I walked in slowly, avoiding making a fuss around myself.
“And please lock the door behind you.”
I saw him sitting on the desk as his hands were carelessly unbuttoning the first few buttons of his polo. I glanced around the room and saw his coat thrown on one side.
What’s happening here?
Just then, he began to walk towards me, not averting his eyes on mine. I moved back slowly with each forward step he took, only to realize that I’m trapped between the locked door and him. It was only now that I was able to look at his features in detail: beautiful face, broad shoulders, slim waist and firm legs. He is beautiful. He is handsome. He is damn attractive. My heart rate raised a few notches as I absorbed everything that was happening in front of me. The angel I once knew became the most sinful devil I have ever seen, and he's going to take me alive.
“Was the book effective Mr. Shim? Didn’t get that much sleep I presume?” He touched my face and I knew I was on fire.
“Um. Yes. I was dozing off every now and then.” For some strange reason, I allowed my arms to wrap around his waist.
“I saw you awhile ago by the window looking really sleepy. Looks like you need one good long sleep. Shall I help you with that?” I felt his fingers on my clothed chest. My lungs heaved in uneasiness.
“I have a little secret to share with you Shim Changmin… I lust for you.” He breathed against my now reddening ear, and as I heard those words I didn’t resist him anymore.
Our lips were crushing against each other as our hands were trying to explore every unknown territory of each other’s bodies. Tongues were wrestling for domination. We didn’t even know who started it, but we have no plans of ending immediately. I sucked on his tongue in delight and extracted a moan from him. He took revenge by inserting his hand inside my pants and cupping my aching balls. I tried to muffle my scream by sucking into his neck, leaving red blotches on it. He rubbed inside me like crazy. I can feel his fingers flicking that slit of my cock which made my head throw back and just indulge in the sensation.
“Unh…faster...Sir Kim…”
He gave my cock one long squeeze which made me bite into his neck.
“No formalities Changmin, you can just call me Jaejoong, or better yet, just Jae.” He said as he pulled away from my mouth and started to trace wet kisses on my chest.
“Jae…please... harder.” I manage to say in between pants.
I didn’t hear him reply. Instead, I felt his mouth taking me all in.
“Oh. god. Unh…” I pushed against his face as I watched my cock appear and disappear in his mouth. He sucked me longer and harder, not missing a beat from the rhythm that he made for himself. I grabbed his head and forcefully pulled him into me.
“I’m…gonna…ah…ah!” I squirted my seed into his mouth. He backed off a bit and allowed some of my fluids to splash on his face.
“Lick me clean Min.”
I willingly obliged. I sucked on his face and tasted myself. My mouth landed on his lips and we started another kissing spree. My hands roamed down to his waist and started to unbuckle his belt, but his hands suddenly gripped them.
“Not now. We shall save some for later in the library.” He said as he gave my lips one last kiss.
“Um. Oh. Ok.” The disappointment couldn’t be hidden in my face.
“Now for the real reason why I called you in my office is that-“
“What? So there’s really a reason?” I asked dumbfoundedly as I watched him remove his cum-stained clothes and took a fresh set from his drawer.
“Inter-U’s coming soon and I want you to be ready. For that I will be your personal trainer.”
“Wha-what?”
Does the blowjob that we did awhile ago part of that training??
“You will train under me every after class hours in the library at 10 o'clock in the evening. Any questions?”
“What kind of training exactly?”
He raised an eyebrow on me.
“I’m your Dean for nothing. I’ll give you 100 items of problem solving every day. If you don’t attend them, points will be definitely deducted from your overall performance.”
“In between fucking?? I mean, in between intimacy?”
“That would be a real challenge right?”
I hang my mouth open in disbelief.
Oh sure. I found my new found indulgence and torture at the same time. Having the Dean in between your cock and graduation rites is not a joke. How long will I last? Well at least I can’t call going to the library “boring” anymore.
Welcome to my world.
-end of Chapter 1-
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