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The Park

"So how do you know all the boys?"

At his question you look up at him. "Yoongi and I met by chance at the library. He was sleeping on one of his books right before close, so I woke him." Jimin winces, "oh gosh..." "Yeah not a good idea. He was the grumpiest man on the planet, but we became friends afterwards. We kept bumping into each other after that incident and decided to say fuck it and hang out. Oh wait sorry am I allowed to curse in front of my teacher?" Jimin scoffs, "Miss L/n, you and your dirty fucking mouth."

You laugh and nudge his shoulder as you walk down the pathway, the breeze gently brushing through your hair. He's not that bad actually. It feels a little weird hanging out with your substitute teacher, but you're probably gonna see him a lot anyway. "I know the other boys through Yoongi. I've only seen Jin and Namjoon like twice though, they both graduated before I was even there. They started on time unlike the others." Jimin hums, "yeah Tae mentioned something about not really wanting to do college, I'm surprised he did it at all. Same with Jungkook." "Jungkook only just started," you point out, "Tae's a junior like me but Jungkook's just a baby."

Jimin laughs, "and Hoseok's a senior, right?" You nod, "dance major. Too bad you won't get to teach him, he'll already be graduated." "Damn that would've been fun... we'd have dance offs everyday." You observe his side profile... damn he's attractive. You see why all the girls were squealing. His jawline is sharper than any knife you've ever seen. Yeah that may be a cliché way of describing it, but there's no other way you can think of. It's the truth.

"Having fun staring?" he asks, turning to meet your gaze. "I am actually," you reply with a soft smile, "it's weird seeing my professor like this." He knits his brows together, you sighing. "Happy. You seem really smiley and happy. I've never seen that from any of my professors before." "Maybe that's because they didn't hang out with you," he replies. Okay your heart is speeding up now. "Oh really? That's all it takes?"

He laughs, "I think so. It's certainly helping me." You smile, "speaking of teaching... how are you liking it?" "Ugh it's the worst. I want to teach dance already. No offense but being in a classroom is booooringggg. I almost fall asleep on Tuesday's. My last class ends at five but I end up staying until eight because of grading everything Mrs. Harlan told me to test the students on. Ugh. Why did I agree to this?" "I have no idea. Normally when you teach a class you have experience in it." "I do! I took classes for acting throughout high school and college but this is just exhausting," he whines.

"Gosh you whine a lot don't you," you point out. He instantly starts to sulk, "great, my favorite student hates me. Life isn't worth it anymore." You scoff, "me? I'm your favorite student? Seriously?" "Well your friend Seulgi isn't bad either. Maybe I like her more now." You pout, "but... what about me?" "I thought you were against it!" "I like being the favorite it makes me feel special!" you protest.

He sighs as he brings you to the ice cream truck parked in the grass, right next to the concrete path. "Hmm... what do you want? I just wanted a scoop of chocolate on a cone," he inquires. "Well let's make it easy. I'll get whatever you're getting." He hums and approaches the truck. He recites the order to the man working it and smiles as he does. You watch the whole process in awe. Holy shit... he's gorgeous, isn't he? That smile can sway hearts that's for damn sure. It's deadly how attractive he is. It's bad too. You can't be attracted to your own teacher... that's a terrible idea.

Jimin grabs his wallet, snapping you out of your thoughts. "Woah wait let me at least pay for mine." "Nonsense you're a broke college kid. I actually have a job. Let this be my treat." "Mr. Park-" "Jimin," he corrects, "I thought we were friends now Y/n. What happened to that?" His sly smirk makes your stomach fill to the brim with tingles. God damn this man for being so gorgeous. "Jimin," you calmly say, "I should pay for mine." He hands a twenty to the man while keeping his gaze on you.

"Too late. What would Yoongi think of me if I didn't pay for your nutrition?" You sigh, "he'd probably kill you." "Exactly," Jimin chimes. He gets his change then patiently waits with you for the ice cream. After a minute it comes, the two of you happily taking it and walking down the road together again. On the outside looking in, it might seem like you're a couple. Smiling while eating ice cream together. Is it weird that the thought makes your heart beat faster? He's your teacher- ah fuck that excuse. Is he really just your teacher if he's friends with your best friend too? It has to mean something. That you have a relationship outside of school. That you have mutual friends and are about to see each other a lot more often.

"Why haven't I met you before?" you ask, deciding to bring your thoughts to life. "I was studying in a different state," he remarks, "that's why. I never really visited. I stayed down there a lot. Not that I didn't miss home, I just loved college. I hope you love it as much as I did. It was a fun time, I took a lot of summer workshops and only went home for winter breaks to hang out with my family. Rarely saw my friends after that but when I did Yoongi mentioned you here and there."

He gives your shoulder a small nudge with his, "and now here we are." You laugh and nudge his shoulder back, "here we are, Jimin." He picks up on the emphasis you put onto his name and fakes a look of hurt. "Taunting now princess? Hm? Is that how you want this to go?" "Haven't you learned your lesson last time you called me that?" "Called you what?" He stops, you stopping with him. He smirks as he comes closer to your face. God dammit your heartbeat is in your ears. "Princess?" he slowly asks, making sure each syllable is enunciated clearly. "It's official. You're my least favorite professor." He pouts and moves away, "so rude to me Y/n."

Looks like you're both taunting each other. Nice. Nice to know that after only a few days you and your professor are at the taunting stage of your friendship. Goes to show how comfortable you already are around him. He has this charm that makes you feel like you can just be yourself around him without fear.

Jimin starts walking again, as do you. He softly hums to himself while you innocently lick your ice cream. "You know you're not that bad for a whiney acting student," he suddenly says. You almost snort, "excuse me?" "You're not too bad Miss L/n." You peek at him while you walk, him offering you a kind smile. "You know what?" "Hm?" "You're not that bad either Mr. Park..."