teacher - seungmin x reader

- twenty eight -

you listen to johnny drone on and on, holding the phone up to your ear with your shoulder as you fumble for your keys in your backpack.

"and youll have to do the groceries soon, we're out of eggs." johnny says, groaning at the thought of you going to the market all by yourself. "i'll send taeyong to go with you."

"no." your fingers finally curl around the metal keychain, pulling it from the depths of your bag and placing it into the keyhole.

"not negotiable, i dont care. it's dangerous there. besides, i don't trust your judgement in choosing the eggs. ooh, could you get fruits too? hang on, i'll tell taeyong instead."

and with that, he hung up. you rolled your eyes, pushing open your front door to find the house completely silent. you realized how lonely you'd be in the next couple days, and it weighed on your shoulders how you'd be sleeping all alone at night. the thought was enough for you to want to run out the house and sleep in chan's apartment with sana. but you knew you had to be in the house in case something went wrong. but still, all alone?

you drop your bag on the floor with a sigh, shrugging your coat off and hanging it onto the hook. you figure you could ask to crash at jeongin's, he's always asking you to come by his house anyway. or you could ask them to come over for a while, leaving your house empty doesnt sit right with you. at the same time, you can't expect them to drop whatever plans they have just because you're too scared to sleep alone.

your phone rings again, vibrating against the thin fabric between your thigh and your skirt.

"what, johnny?" you groan, kicking your shoes off and plopping yourself onto the couch.

"uh, y/n? are you busy?"

you bolt upright, voice caught in your throat as you hear heavy breathing on the other end.

"h-hyunnie. no, i'm not. what's up?" seriously? what's up? fucking idiot.

to your relief and slight horror, hyunjin laughs. "i just wanted to talk about some things. if you don't mind? can i come over? wait- fucking idiot, uhh how's johnny?" you hear his voice whiny and faltering, confirming that he was just as uneasy as you were.

"oh, just a dumb fight. he's fine! and uh- yea. you can come over. if you'd like." you scan the living room, trying to decide whether or not the house was presentable. but then, you realize, hyunjin's been at your house numerous times, and it's not like he'll scold you for not cleaning up around him.

you hear him let out a breath of relief, and he chuckles. "actually, i'm right outside your door."

"wha-"

ding-dong.

hyunjin hangs up, and you drop your phone on the couch, quickly walking to the front door in your pink hello kitty socks.

"hi." hyunjin breathes, a shy smile on his lips, his hands stuffed into the pockets of his coat.

"have you just been, standing there?" you giggle, leaning near the door and letting him in.

he chuckles as he shrugs his coat off, hanging it on the hook next to yours. "no, i'm not a creep. i was just passing by to see if you got home safe and i saw you walking into the house."