Namjin Oneshots ~

Professor

~~~This is a request ~~~

Seokjin sighed, clutching his books tighter to his chest. This was the class he hated the most. And no, not because he couldn't teach the subject well. In fact, Jin was one of the most intelligent and probably the most envied teacher at the university, because of his stunning looks and high IQ level. He was also the youngest teacher of the campus, just a year or two older than most of the students. 

So why did he hate the class ? Well, it was  because of a boy. Namjoon. Class topper but also one of the biggest bullies of the university. He was loved by the popular girls for his good looks and attitude, but hated by his victims, as in, the people who's life he made hell. He always roamed around in groups, which of course, kept changing everyday. The boy was surrounded by girls and boys 24/7. 

Also recently, Namjoon had been hitting on Jin a lot, and Jin hated it. He also hated himself more because there were times that he thought Namjoon was a little hot. After all, Jin was only a year older than him.

Jin sighed, opening the door. The moment he entered the room, Jin's eyes flew wide open. His heart almost jumped out. There was no one in the class. No one except Namjoon. Jin cursed under his breath, slowly making his way towards the table. He prayed for someone else to come in, but the class wasn't due to start for the next 15 minutes. And unfortunately for him, god was also a Namjinist (Sorry 😜 )

Jin tensed as he heard a deep voice. 

"Oh look who's here !!! Its Professor Kim...." Namjoon walked towards Jin with folded hands, lust brimming his eyes. "Professor, you know my biology is weak, right? You know why ? Cause you haven't shown me the practicals yet~" 

 Jin gulped as Namjoon walked close. Too close. His breath hitched as the younger pinned him on the wall, bringing his face so close that their noses almost touched. Jin mentally slapped himself as a pink hue crept up his cheeks, his heart racing. 

"N-Namjoon, stop right now! You know you c-can't do this. I-i'll report you to-"  Jin words were cut off by Namjoon's lips. He gasped, pushing the younger away. Namjoon stepped back, irritated by the resistance. "Report me to who, huh ? The principal ? You know reporting me is going to ruin your reputation, sir..." 

Jin closed his eyes. Namjoon was right. Jin was about to get promoted to a higher post anytime soon and he didn't want to risk it. He was sure that he had some feelings for the younger, but he would suppress them. Not like they could ever be a  thing anyway. Sighing, he pushed Namjoon away and straightened his clothes. If Namjoon wouldn't listen to him, Jin would make him listen. And he knew exactly how to.

Jin grabbed Namjoon by his shoulders and switched their positions. He pinned Namjoon to the wall and brought his lips near Namjoon's ear. Jin spoke in a deep, raspy voice.

"I can do things other than reporting you, Mr. Kim Namjoon. You underestimate me"

Namjoon gulped, heat rising in his body. He was usually the one who would take control over others. And now, here he was, pinned on the wall by his professor. This was new and uncomfortable for him. 

Namjoon's eyes flew wide open when he saw the elder leaning in, eyes focused on his lips. Namjoon closed his eyes, hoping that Jin would kiss him. His hands were about to circle Jin's waist when the professor pulled back abruptly and returned to the teachers table, acting as if nothing just happened. 

Namjoon stared with wide eyes, trying to steady his runaway breath, as Jin sat on the chair elegantly, brushing his clothes and fixing his hair. Then, putting on his glasses, he opened a file and took out some papers. He flipped through them for a while and pulled out a sheet. Then, turning his chair to Namjoon, Jin held up the paper for him to see, a smirk prominent on his face.

"Kim Namjoon, you have scored a 65 in the test I had held yesterday, in class. I thought you were good at calculus, Mr. Kim. Was it a lie or...?" 

Namjoon gasped loudly. "What the hell". He rushed his way to the teacher's table and grabbed the test paper from Jin. His hands were shaking as he scanned through the sheet. Then, he looked at Jin with big eyes. 

"N-no, no ! I can't get a 65. I just can't, fucking hell !!! I-I did so good in that test ! I can't believe this. Y-you did something to it, didn't you ? " His voice was shaky, almost as if he would cry. Jin chuckled and shook his head, taking the paper from the younger's hand.

"No, Namjoon, No. Maybe try to hangout a little less with half of the school's girls and hopefully you would get better marks. I am highly disappointed, Mr. Class topper, and I know your parents will be too. Now go sit on your desk before the others come, you wouldn't want them to see you like this, would you ?"

Still thinking about the test, Namjoon sniffed, turning back to go to his seat. Suddenly, Jin grabbed his wrist from behind and pulled Namjoon hard, making him crash with the table. Then, standing up himself, he put his face dangerously close to Namjoon's and smirked, whispering in his ear.

"And maybe try to focus more on my lecture than me, Mr. Kim." 

Jin sat down on the chair, and smiled softly as students slowly started entering the class. Namjoon stood there, mouth agape, and stared at his teacher in disbelief. Jin smiled at him  innocently and pointed towards his assigned bench. "Please have a seat, Mr. Kim, the class has already started. Or would you like to learn from here itself ? Hello ? Kim Namjoon ?" Namjoon broke from his trance as he heard a few giggles from the girls behind him. He shot them a death glare, shutting them up. 

Namjoon went back to his seat, his jaw clenched angrily, and sat down, sstaring angrily at the elder. Jin stood up, smiling cutely at him, and went up to the board, starting the topic. He was proud of himself for his boldness, and knew that it certainly had an effect on the younger. Deep down, he felt somewhat weird, as if he was regretting what he had just done. But Jin shook off the feeling, knowing that whatever little things he felt for the younger were just going to be an obstacle for both of them. Maybe they would just go away eventually....at least he hoped they did.

~~~

The bell rang, signifying the end of the class. Jin sighed, collecting his books and folders. Slowly, the class started getting empty as students started leaving one by one. 

Jin was busy clearing up the desk when he heard a cough. He looked up to see Namjoon, staring down at him angrily. Jin sighed. He stood up straight and put his hands on his hips. Then raising his eyebrows, he asked Namjoon in a professor-tone, "What's wrong, Namjoon ?"

"Are you proud of yourself for making me look like a clown infront of those girls, Jin ?"

Hearing that, Jin glared at Namjoon angrily, folding his hands. 

"I want you to call me Sir, Kim Namjoon. I am your teacher. I don't care if you're just a year younger than me. If you have no respect, you are welcome to stay out of my class the next time."

Namjoon smirked, leaning down towards Jin, his hands on the table. (Yes, Namjoon is taller 😌).

"I didn't know you had a 'Sir' kink, sir. I will keep that in mind next time. Sorry ~"

Jin gasped. But before he could scold the younger, Namjoon had already rushed out of the class, giving him a quick wink. 

Jin closed his eyes, sighing. His heart was beating faster again and he hated it. He pressed his palms on his now pink cheeks. Namjoon was making him feel things he didn't want to. He plopped down on the chair, tilting his head backwards, as he tried to organize his thoughts.

Why are you doing this to me Kim Namjoon? Why ? 

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this was becoming too long so I had to divide it into two parts 😩

Also, I know that professors at universities are usually really older than students...so this may feel a lot weird. I had to put that age gap for the sake of the ff, so lets pretend Jin graduated early from school because of a high IQ. Thanks 💜