Yoonmin Ao3 Smut

#11

Title :  Why Are You Testing Me?

Author :  Pray2Tae

Summary :
Yoongi wanted Mr. Park's full attention, and oh boy did he get it.

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"What did I just say, Taehyung?" Mr. Park decided to pick on Taehyung because he caught the student staring out of the window. Taehyung quickly whipped his head around to face the squishy–looking teacher, appearing uneasy for a moment, but the expression was soon replaced with a gleeful smile. "All students are expected to bring in the following: a pencil, a pen, a ruler, an eraser, and of course our exercise books!" he chirped, proud to have remembered what Mr. Park had repeatedly droned on about in previous lessons.

Jimin, better known as Mr. Park in the classroom, seemed pleased with his answer and nodded. "Oh, but Mr. Park ..."
"Ah, let me guess, you lost your school bag again?" Taehyung scratched his head, pretending to be embarrassed, while the rest of the class laughed at the class clown's antics. Jimin grinned, and tossed a spare pencil (which he only kept inside his drawer for Taehyung's sake, and a certain other pupil) at his table, which Taehyung actually managed to catch.

"Nice catch! And now, let's begin our super exciting astronomy class!" The class applauded in mock excitement, which made heat rise to Jimin's face, but he couldn't lie that he had a good feeling about this class. Except ... for one particular student called Min Yoongi. That's right, the infamous delinquent who took pride in never listening to anyone. And the attitude has only gotten worse, much worse.

It took time, but Yoongi eventually warmed up to Jimin at some point last year (even though he still refused to do work), and then for some reason, everything just went to crap when this new term started. Jimin missed that Yoongi who was friendlier and a tad bit more open about his problems. In any case, the teacher was determined to treat all of his students the same, even if they were drawing inside their exercise book instead of listening to him. "Anyway, I seem to recall that you guys wanted to watch a space-themed movie last lesson," Jimin beamed, "and since Alien: Resurrection was deemed inappropriate, I found another movie which you might enjoy! It's a really great flick—"
The class groaned in disappointment, but there was a general consensus that any movie was better than dreary textbooks.

Ten minutes into the movie, Yoongi was completely lost in his teacher, who was marking papers at the front desk. God, he was so cute and hot. Yoongi loved his scarlet red hair, with that maddening fringe which parted like a curtain, those adorable little round glasses, his pinchable chubby cheeks, his heart-shaped lips which always puckered up in concentration, and that ass which just screamed S-E-X ... all of it drove Yoongi absolutely crazy. Of course, it didn't hurt that Jimin was barely older than Yoongi.

But at the same time, Mr. Park infuriated Yoongi, because he was the only teacher who didn't let Yoongi do whatever he wanted; he didn't treat Yoongi like a lost cause. Which was stupid, because he obviously was a lost cause. Why else would he be crushing on his annoying, cheerful, naïve, male teacher? And wouldn't you know it, Jimin glanced up from his paperwork to see the blonde troublemaker glaring at him for no apparent reason. He would've been lying if he said that it wasn't cute when Yoongi scrunched up his nose like that, though. He did that whenever he was trying to be angry, you see.

Jimin grunted in acknowledgement before he stood up from his seat behind the desk, and casually walked over to where Yoongi was sitting. He placed a small hand on the student's shoulder and breathed into his ear, "You have my permission to go to the restroom." Oh, great, Mr. Park probably thought he was constipated or something, how sexy. Yoongi scowled even more and pushed the teacher away. Seeing Mr. Park pouting like a wounded puppy did all kinds of things to his heart but he refused to show it. Instead, he continued to glare daggers at his stupid, sexy teacher. Sometimes, Yoongi wished that looks could kill (but not really).