PROFESSOR'S CONFESSION ✔️

15: A new side

Y/n's POV
Me and prof. Jeon were currently inside his car at a parking area and he is seriously being so caring all of a sudden.

"Why are you acting like a maniac?", I questioned with my arms crossed across my chest. His cold fingers caresses my thighs as he looks at me with a short smile plastered on his face before he says, "I'll make you mine"

The soft tone in his voice, the way his gaze looks brightened up while he looked at me and not to forget the little touch of intimacy from him made me sutter.

"But- I don't think that's possible", I keep my eyes ahead. "I know", he says unfastening his seat belt. "Because you love someone else", he adds in.

My heart skipped a beat.

"H-how did you know?", I look at him with disbelief yet not making it too obvious for him to notice it.

"I'm not blind to unnotice how you only act sweet to him", he ends with a long kiss on my lips holding the back of my neck, it made my eyes go wider.

I was shook from within, I didn't kiss him back while his pink lips moved gently. I was about to melt in his kiss but I felt his cold hand travelling near my heat. It's so shameful when I openly say I don't love him and still feel pool of wetness between my legs.

His hands stopped at my inner thighs. He breaks the contact and moves away from me. I had a mixture of emotion building inside me at the moment, he throws a shopping bag at my laps. I look at him then inside the bag, "My clothes? Thankyou Professor"

He starts driving the car, "You can call me jungkook only if you at least like me. Plus, I don't hate you at all"

"I'm sorry I misunderstood you, but anyone would think that seeing u punish me all the time", I say after collecting myself.

"It's my habit. I trouble them whom I like the most", he says after sparking a smile at me.

"Aah...I don't how to deny your love, but you know I like someone else", I say and the journey remained silent.

After we reached his home he served me with some chocolates since I didn't feel hungry "Thank you for these"
"I hope to see you in those pink skirt again. I won't punish you", he states taking a seat in besides me on the couch.

"So I can wear it again? That's so sweet of you."

"Um- it's that it's too short...And your skin is exposed a lot"

"Yah it isn't that short. I look so pretty in it", I talk to him like a friend forgetting the past events that happened between us.

"Of course you do look beautiful"

"Don't worry, bad guys won't look at me"

"If anyone does, you can call me out", he looks at me with his soft gaze. "I'll beat the shit out of them, I've been learning boxing", he adds.

"Wow that's so cool. By the way, wasn't this supposed to be a detention?", I question.

"It's a friendly detention", jungkook wraps his one hand over my waist. "Ok... You shouldn't have lifted me in front of students, It was so embarrassing jungkook"
"Idc about others. Oh btw what's wrong with your friend?"
"Ruby?"
"Yeah"

"She's your fangirl", I laugh and continue "she always drools on you. She doesn't even care that she has a bf"
"Am I that attractive?", he bites his lips trying controlling his laugh.
"Yes, you are", I smile. "She might have a bad time if her bf gets to know about the drooling", he says.
"I already told her bf", I chuckle. He bursts into laughter, "You really did that?!" "Yeah~"

Seeing him laugh like that made me smile and happy. A side of him that I've never seen. His smile suits him.

We kept talking for the next couple of hours, he was kinda interesting. But his nature is confusing, I don't understand him completely.
"Oh my god, It's 7:30 pm already. It was quite hot inside the classroom today. I'm going to take a shower, okay?"
I nod and he walks away after planting a kiss on my forehead. I was shocked for the nth time. How does he manages to flutter my heart so easily....

I notices a fish tank at the corner and walk towards it to take a closer look on the colourful fishes. "Hmm so this cold hearted idiot has such cute fishes at home??"

I see a room door open and could see a beautiful parrot in the cage there. "He has so many pets at home, how cute. He shouldn't be so cold at university"
The parrot looked so attractive that I without a second thought walk towards it. "Hi parrot-nim", I greet the parrot. The cage had a pretty blue parrot, it's tail was so colourful with yellow, blue and red coloured feathers.

[The word 님 (nim) in Korean could be roughly be translated to "Mr." or "Madam" in English. It is one of the most common honorifics used in the Korean language. To make it more simpler, the literally meaning of the word 'parrot-nim' is 'Miss. Parrot' ]

The parrot imitates me. I tried feeding it some chocolate and it somehow manages to eat a scratch of it. "Is it nice Parrot-nim?"
"Is it nice Parrot-nim?", the parrot imitates. "Ahaha, don't imitate me", I whine playfully.
"Y/n-? What are you doing here?", I hear a voice and turn around to see jungkook who was in a towel around his torso.
My cheeks burnt red as I lower my gaze and say, "I-I was just playing with parrot-nim. I'm sorry, I'll go"
The parrot kept copying me and repeating our conversation. He ruffles his hair I nervously chuckle and try to escape from the room but was caught by him. He pins me to the wall with his giant figure faced me. I close shut my eyes, anticipation grew inside me as there was silence for a while in the room. Waterdroplets fell over my face and shirt as it ran through his red head and chest. "P-professor I'm sorry. Please don't punish me.", I prayed to him.

{A/n's POV}
Jungkook's eyebrow knit together as confusion rushed through his mind, " I won't punish you y/n"
"Then?"
"I won't do anything. Why are you so scared of me?", he questions seeing your trembling lips and other activities which you unknowingly did. "I'm not scared", she replied with her eyes closed and low voice.

"Then why are your eyes closed y/nie?", his buff pleasant scented body embraces her waist, pulling her closer almost in touch with him. You open your eyes when waterdroplets dropped from his hair over your face and shoulder.
"Are you scared of me?", he asks again. He had no expression in his eyes but pure sincerity. "No", y/n responded once again with confidence. "Then stop squeezing me y/n", and the confident girl unknowingly was hugging him out of fear.