Dream Professor | Kim Minji x Reader

KIM & KANG

Narrator

After talking through the logistics of their arrangement, the whole group agreed to respect each other's boundaries.

It was agreed that Sakura and Haerin were not allowed to touch Y/n and Minji unless it was to save face.

It was agreed that Haerin and Minji would go on a date at least once a week for public appearances. While Y/n would go to her own place during that time to prevent any misunderstandings.

Sakura would only get involved if people questioned if Minji and Haerin were really dating or if any rumors started that Minji was secretly dating a student.

Everything seemed to be in place...,

But one thing.

- Haerin POV -

"What exactly did you tell my mom?" Minji looked upset with me.

"I told her that I'm trying to get you back from Y/n's grip," I tried to explain.

Minji was pissed.

"You what?!" Minji yelled.

"Don't make Y/n look bad. The deal is off if you make her look bad. We're trying to help you and you're painting it like we're bad people. No, I'm not allowing that," Minji got up in my face.

"Well, what am I supposed to say?!" I asked a bit frustrated.

Minji and I hadn't talked about how we'd present our relationship to the public or our parents, so I had to figure something out as quickly as I could when Minji's mom called.

"Next time, just say that we're starting to talk again. Leave Y/n out of it. If my mom asks about her, just say she's my student and it's none of her business what I do with my students," Minji huffed out as she walked over to her desk to gather her things.

"If you're asked something you don't know the answer to... just say it's private information...," Minji gave me a death glare before exiting the classroom.

I was really glad that Minji was willing to help me out, but it wasn't as easy as I thought. After all, Y/n was Minji's main priority. With Y/n being the problem in everyone's eyes...

It almost seemed impossible to get anyone to believe that we were 'dating'.

- Minji POV -

"Baby, I'm home!" I yelled when I got home.

"In your room!" Y/n yelled back.

I took off my shoes and curiously walked over to my bedroom. Y/n usually never entered my bedroom without permission or without me being in the house.

"Hey, why are you in my-?"

I was about to ask a question, when Y/n suddenly pulled me into a passionate kiss. I couldn't help but smile against her lips. I missed her lips all day.

When we finally managed to pull away from each other, my heart fluttered at the sight.

Y/n was wearing my favorite t-shirt and nothing else.