Jungkook's POV
"These?" She comes here, and points at the small block of papers, so i nod, staring down at her adorable cheeks of pinkish tint. So iseul grabs this and distributes it all over to the entire class, while i sit and open the PowerPoint, ready to begin my class. "Can i go back to my place, mister jeon?"
"Yes, please." I smile softly at this one, she politely walks back to her seat with her hands behind her back, my eyes glance down at her soft bare thighs i would love to feel in my tough hands. Now because i don't want to get a boner in front of everyone, i just lick my lips to drift my focus away from her and bring it to the class.
We'll have to be really discreet with this relationship, especially in classroom.
. . .
"Wait," i stop this special student from leaving, causing her friend to stop too. "Oh, i remember....I've got to attend the club meeting, bye iseul!" He right away understands what is going on here, and takes the best action he could, relieving me from this heavy tension. As soon as he walks outside the door, i glance at her but go and close the door.
"What period do you guys have now?" Asking firstly, i confirm about not letting her miss any class just because i want to see her personally, in alone. "Art class." She tells me, so i walk to her with a sigh, having to be quick and not spend enough time which i wish to.
I gaze low at her from some distance, my hands going into the pockets of my trousers, "does the bruise still hurt?"
Iseul shakes her head, taking a glimpse of my eyes. "Hmm," exhaling, i fix my hair, pulling it back to clear my forehead from the heat, "i won't waste any of your time, but if possible, stay for the extra class after school. Okay?" I assert in a smooth voice, not sounding disrespectful or needy, and wanting to sense her opinion about this. "I will."
She smiles adorably, and i do the same, not able to conceal any emotions and feelings when she's before me. I seem to only be transparent when we're together. It's crazy.
"Go join the class now." I allow her to leave.
End of Jungkook's POV
2 pm
"Are you done now?" He bugs me now again because he's a boy, and he won't understand how impossible it feels to tie your hair up when your whole body feels stiff and your skin is sweaty. "Can you stop for once, dammit, you've been grumbling since the time you came here." I spit my words at him, feeling frustrated because of the lack of coolness around me in this scary washroom.
"It's been more than two minutes, what are you talking about?" I give up, but make my hair into a bun and then i turn to lewis in order to push him away with his stupid brain. "This isn't your regular masturbation that it'll be done in a minute or two."
I smirk at the burn i caused him, "if you were a girl, you'd understand. But you're just a silly boy..."
His face falling as he pretends to have been hurt badly by my words, i exhale out and grab my bag he's holding without caring much since i know him well. "Ouch." He mumbles, "damn, you're getting powerful each time you talk to your crush."
"This isn't about that." I smile to comfort this poor boy, both of us walking out of the bathroom. "It's about having the confidence of saying the right thing."
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PASTEL PINK || J.JK ✔
Fanfiction"Addressing my name politely isn't enough, your voice would sound even sweeter moaning it." *[Contains mature and triggering content]* *[Contains some 21+ content]* ©ABIENCEX