My Beloved Teacher ⭐

8 : 💔

Kim finished collecting some homework he had given to his students before looking up at Porchay.
The young boy had just given his phone number to the girl he was to suppose to do a written comment and timidly waited at the front row.

"Go back safely, Nong Yiwha."

''Yes Khun Kim ! See you tomorrow.''

The young student smiled discreetly at his teacher then left the room, leaving Porchay alone with Kim.

''Did...Did I do something wrong?'' asked the stressed student.

He looked even more tired than before. His eyes, though so beautiful, shone with weariness.
Kimhan frowned, in fact, he hadn't really thought about it, he just wanted to prevent his damn cousin from seducing his boy during class.
Of course, it had worked but now...Now he needed to find some excuse...

"I...I wish you would pay more attention in class, I know it's still new for you and the pace is different here but you need to focus more on..."

''Ah...I see...You're disappointed in me...'' whispered Porchay looking down.

Oh.
He had fuck up.
He had found a stupid excuse for his misplaced j..jealousy.
Jealousy?
Ah congrats fucking Kimhan you are an idiot!
This young student doesn't belong to you, he can very well flirt with whoever he wants...Oops, his heart sank and Kim felt a migraine coming on.
No way. Porchay should only focus on studying not flirting with some others students...

"That's not what I meant...humph.." Kim sat down on his desk, massaging his temples with his fingertips. ''I was just...''

It was easier when he closed his eyes, he didn't need to see the pained expression of his little student.
Kimhan cleared his throat before looking back at Porchay:

''I know you're friends with Macau but I just want you to...Oh... Why are you...?..Ah ??!!NO. No,no,no... Do not cry !''

Kimhan got up from his chair, and it fell to the ground.
Porchay tried to step back quickly, his cheeks filled with tears.
Suddenly Kim actually saw Prochay: not that cute boy illusion but the real Porchay.

''What happened to you..?'' whispered Kim whose tone of voice had nothing of a simple teacher anymore.

Porchay sniffled into his white sleeve before shaking his head negatively, he mumbled a quick apology.
The boy with his big eyes so tired, had a bandage on his finger, his right leg was shaking and he was limping a little.
Porchay looked in a bad state and now he was crying and apologizing :

''It's..It's n-nothing, sir. I am deeply sorry. I won't start chatting with Macau again during your class."

Porchay bent down to grab his bag which had fallen down but he let out a little cry of pain and Kimhan thought he was having a heart attack!
He had stopped breathing like an idiot and Porchay's scream had brought tears to his eyes.
Fuck, Chay was the one injured, why was Kim acting like he was suffering too ?!

"Wait wait, don't go..." Kim grabbed Porchay's sleeve, he helped the young boy to sit up before quickly reaching for a handkerchief in his pockets. ''Here...Calm down a little...It's okay, it's okay...Stay here.''

Kim's heart was on the floor, like his chair.
He bit his cheek violently so as not to slap himself.
Porchay smiled sadly, he ruffled his black locks before grumbling:

''I'm so fucking uncool right...Damn, I must look like a loser. Really, sir, don't worry about me. I'll go home and I...''

"My boy." Kim put a hand on Porchay's lap and saw the young student wince. "Tell me what happened to you...Please,na."

Porchay looked confused into Kimhan's worried gaze.
In a shy and gentle gesture, Porchay raised his hand and he released a long lock that fell in front of his teacher's eyes.

''I'm fine... Now..Now that you take care of me...'' Porchay's cheeks were slightly flushed.

Adorable.
Cute.
Gorgeous.
Kim's brain stopped.
Then he slowly took Chay's hand in his, before stroking it gently with his thumb:

''It's my duty to take care of you...''

Porchay sneered, rolling his eyes before biting his lip.

"When Macau fell out of his chair yesterday, you just told him to stay on the ground forever and die..."

Kim arched an eyebrow, well maybe...Maybe, Porchay was special.
He sighed, lowering his head before standing up straight.
He helped Porchay up too while slipping his hand into his pocket to grab his keys:

"If you have trouble walking, I'll walk you home."

''But I...''

''No buts.''

Then Kim put on his white jacket and he added without thinking:

"I wouldn't be able to sleep if you had to walk for another second."

''Oh...Well...T-thank you...''

Kim didn't notice how Porchay avoided his gaze.
He frowned, maybe his young student was going to sulk for having been scolded at.
But Kimhan was really sorry, therefore he would take Chay home.

"I'm sorry...I didn't see your condition...Promise me to sleep tonight, okay?"

''Yes sir!'' exclaimed Porchay happily again.