PASTEL PINK || J.JK ✔

13| Playful phone call

End of Jungkook's POV

A week later

9 pm

"Hello?" i pick up the call to an unknown number, but know by the situation that maybe it's mister jeon. I had given him my number, in fact everyone had to submit some information portfolio regarding the camping trip which would be held in around a month, the location being a dense forest which will be a home for many bugs, and spiders, so for that we had to fill the health report and get it signed by the class teacher.

"Hi," a deeply sweet voice echoes from the other side, "i'm sorry if i disturbed you, but i remember you texted in the group about the exhibition." He tells. "Oh," i nod, remembering the details i shared with the students who wanted to participate in the exhibition, "yes. What about it?"

Mister jeon inhales deeply, "yes, about that, i wanted to ask if you can share the topics with me which you haven't mentioned in the list. If any...? And also, can teachers participate too?" He seems interested in this, so i tell him whatever i know. "Umm the unsaid topics, there are a few topics left which i didn't say since i was told to, and it wasn't from our syllabus." I whisper softly, "and as for the participation for teachers, you can participate. It's free to all the staffs and students of the school, so don't worry about this, mister jeon. You can give your name if you wish to. I'll text you personally about the remaining topics."

"Thank you," he chuckles, "i want to participate, this seems fun." I go to my room with a soft smile gathering up on my face, and i sit down after locking thr door. "That's good, it's really a nice event they held after a long time."

"Yeah," mister jeon's footsteps make noise, i feel like he's walking around the whole house, some kind of nervousness visible in his mellow voice. "So, you've done your homework?" He finds some way to make this phone call last longer, and i like this way of him having so much of my attention, he just knows how to keep my mind comforted, this is so adorable.

"No..." i breathe out, but giggle, making him smile with a soft noise before he speaks further, "oh so you're going to skip it?" I don't know what to say, I'm blushing unreasonably, but i speak up. "Maybe..." i fiddle with the hem of my short nightgown, feeling playful.

A sore laugh leaves him, he clears his throat right after that. "Hmm, you're going to have to be punished for that because as long as i remember, you forgot to do it last time as well. Now you're deliberately not completing it, so miss, you're in big trouble." I bite on my lower lip as his voice gets lower with the ending of his sentence, i like what I'm feeling, and though it's wrong, i make it linger. "I don't care," i inhale slowly, "you can never punish me, so i know that I'm in safe zone, mister jeon."

No words said, i let this moment turn silent, and i just hear his breathing, and his soft air ringing in my ears. This is soothing.

"Alright, you're right, but i can give you detention. Anyways..." he clears his throat once again, but i grin, laying down on my bed, and feeling my eyelids heavy. "You better complete it, i want to see it well and done tomorrow, or else I'll really punish you." He warns me beforehand, and i hum, "i will do it, i was just kidding." I tell him, but laugh unwillingly. "Good," he takes a small pause, "is your mother home with you?"

"No, she's quite away," i bring my hands to my hair, and i comb it back to gently soothe down my nerves. Mister jeon hums, "how do you have your dinner then? Did you finish already?" I don't wonder about his questions, i know someone cares.

"I cook for myself, and for her too. That's easy, and no, i haven't eaten yet, I'm going to. What about you?" I ask him, expecting him to already have done his dinner. "No, I'm going to have it soon too." He replies short, and keeps me waiting for more of his answer, "i guess, you should go eat now. Take some rest, sweetheart, your schedule is quite tiresome, i hope you find the time to care for yourself too." His voice telling me he feels hurt with what I'm going through, i put him in ease.

"I will rest, mister jeon. That's okay, I'm habituated to this now." I smile, "you should go and dine too, it's getting late." He exhales lowly, "yeah," the sound of rustling comes from his side, and i wonder if he was in bed all this time while talking to me, he slides his fuzzy blanket away.

"Good night, sleep tight. Have a nice meal." I smile, but sit up, hearing the clouds roar lightly, gosh, it's going to rain soon. "Good night to you too, mister jeon, sleep well, have a good dinner."

As he chuckles softly, i smile, and i hang up, wanting this to be a little more longer, but we both have to wake up early tomorrow.

Next day

8 am

I enter the class, but see lewis already sitting, he stops reading, and comes up to me. "Good morning, miss brat." He gets me to smile unceasingly, and i make a beeline to my desk, hoping for the cold air to disappear quick, i rub my palms but keep my bag away on the chair. "Good morning, god, it's so cold."

He giggles, but throws his jacket on my head. "You need it more than me, dummy, you should have worn a jacket." He gazes at me with a giggly grin, but i sit down, and keep his thick hoodie around my back, and head.

"Are you participating in the exhibition?" He asks, grabbing out a small packet of sour candy from his pocket, he rips open the packet, and offers me one right away. "Nope, I'm too busy already." I peek up at this long legged boy, but see him chewing noisily on this gummy candy. "Mm, this is a nice flavor." I smile at the freshness of lemon and apple melting on my tongue, he laughs.

"I know you'd like this," he bends down, but pulls on my pigtail, and i wince, "you h-" he grins suspiciously, "but the candy was expired."

I give him a blank expression, "you think I'd give a damn even if it would be?" He pats my back, but moves away after saying, "i'm proud of you, my dumb brat."

"Haha," i reply with a small chuckle, and as soon as someone opens the door, my eyes fall on his torso, his black dress shirt slightly unbuttoned from the top, and exposing a part of his tattoo which us on his chest. We all students get up to greet mister jeon, but his eyes glance only at me, and he walks towards his table, his bag of laptop on his shoulder, and his arms carrying his books.

"Good morning, take your seats." He allows us all to sit down after he's done keeping his stuffs down, i look down at his legs, but lewis moves away and jumps down on his seat silently. "Now, these are the people who've been selected for the exhibition held on the thirtieth of this month."

Not wasting any time, he grabs the binder, and opens it, he reads out the name of some students which are eligible for the history exhibition.

I lift my head up, but gaze at mister jeon's unkempt hair today, it looks cutely soft, and fluffy, one side is kind of combed, and he still manages to pull it off so handsomely. I feel like he isn't a human, a human cannot be so angelic, and pretty, and hot.

"Have you all done your homework?" Mister jeon asks us all, breaking the bubble of my thoughts, and i take my folded hand off the table, glancing at him, i find his attention on me.

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