NamJin Oneshots(Part 124)by KIMSEOKJINLIFE
NamJoon is 23 and SeokJin is 18
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Kim SeokJin. The school's baby boy. All of the guys want to get into his pants, and the girls just think he's adorable. I may be a bit of both.
NamJoon's Pov:
"Please, focus on the assignment, and not SeokJin." I sigh. Everyone snaps their head in my direction. I may be a bit jealous. "Thank you. Now what is the answer to the problem written on the board?"
SeokJin raises his hand. "Yes Jin?"
"U-Um is it 45?" He blushes.
"Correct." I grin. The bell rings. "Okay, class dismissed."Everyone packs their things, and leave the room. Jin stays after.
"M-Mr. Kim?" He blushes.
"Yes Jin-ah?" I sit at my desk.
"Could you...tutor me? I'm having a bit of trouble." He asks.
"Of course. Where would you like to meet for your sessions?" I ask.
"The library maybe?" He suggests.
"Sounds great. I'll see you on Saturday." I smile.
*Saturday*
"Mr. Kim?" I look up from my phone.
"Ah, SeokJin. You're here." I say. "Call me NamJoon. We aren't in school."O-Okay." He smiles slightly. I set my phone on the table, and watch as he grabs his assignments.
"So, I'm not really sure how to use this formula." He says.
"Ah, that's easy." I move closer to him, and reach for a pencil. His face heats up.
"O-Oh. I get it." He says. I hand him the pencil again.
Almost 3 hours pass, and a hatch an idea in my head. If I ask Jin out like a normal person, I'd most likely get rejected. I'd rather not have this adorable boy hate me forever. I mean, either way he'll hate me.
"SeokJin, it's pretty late. Would you like to stay at my house for the night? I'll message your parents." I suggest.
"I-I don't know..."
"C'mon Jin-ah." I grin. "One night won't hurt.""Okay." He shrugs. When we reach my car, I knock Jin out with chloroform.
"I'm sorry." I whisper.
*Time Skip*
SeokJin's Pov:
I wake up in a dark place. The last thing I remember is getting into Mr. Kim's car...
"Ouch, my head." I pout.
"Stupid. You're so fucking stupid. What were you thinking?!" Someone exclaims. Is that Mr. Kim?
"M-Mr. Kim?" I whimper. He snaps his head in my direction.
"I'm sorry." He whispers. "So sorry."
"For what?" I tilt my head. He pins me to the mattress, hovering over my small frame."You need to tell me if you want this." He whispers into my ear. I may be the school's baby boy, but I am in no way innocent. I know exactly what he's talking about. I wrap my arms around his neck hesitantly.
"Remember, you wanted it." He says.
*Small Time Skip*
I wake up again, this time in someone's arms.
"I know it was wrong." Mr. Kim mumbles. "But I couldn't help it."
He reaches up to touch my cheek. "You're so cute, and innocent. I wanted to ask you out like a normal person, but I was afraid. Afraid that you'd think of me as a weirdo."
"But hyung, I like you too! Don't you see how flustered I am when I'm around you?" I ask.
"You do?" NamJoon asks.
"Yeah! But what are we gonna do? There are no student-teacher relationships allowed." I pout."You'd really do that?" I ask.
"I'll quit." He says. "I'll do anything to be with you."
"Of course." He smiles. I rest my head on his bare chest.
"Thanks hyung."
