Stray Kids Oneshots

★ 𝓣𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻'𝓼 𝓟𝓮𝓽 ★ (minsung)

Words: 3880
Ship: minsung
Type: Teacher x student
Consists of: make outs, mutual pining and blowjobs

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Jisung was the first to arrive in the large, echoing lecture hall that smelled faintly of dust and chalk. His eyes scanned the rows of empty seats, his heart racing slightly as he searched for the perfect spot. The semester had barely begun, but the thrill of a new class filled him with a peculiar excitement. He'd chosen this elective because of the intriguing topic, but it was the professor that had truly captured his attention. Professor Minho was young, handsome, and exuded a confidence that was both intimidating and alluring. Jisung had seen him around campus before, but this was the first time they'd share the same space for hours at a time.

The door at the back of the room creaked open, and in walked Professor Minho. His gaze swept over the students, pausing briefly on Jisung before moving on. The air felt electric as he approached the podium, his voice resonating through the hall with a gentle authority that made Jisung's skin tingle. As the lecture began, Jisung found it difficult to focus on the material. His mind kept drifting to the way the professor's glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, the curve of his lips as he spoke, and the occasional glimpse of his muscular forearms beneath the rolled-up sleeves of his shirt.

Days turned into weeks, and the tension between them grew palpable. Jisung would catch Minho looking at him during class, their eyes locking for a second before the professor would quickly look away. It was as if they were playing a silent game of cat and mouse, each aware of the other's presence but unsure of the next move. The heat of those brief moments was unbearable, and Jisung often found himself retreating to the privacy of his dorm room to relieve the ache building inside him. With each passing encounter, the desire grew stronger, until it was all he could think about.

One evening, as the last of the students shuffled out of the lecture hall, Minho's voice called out to him. "Jisung, could I speak with you for a moment?" His tone was casual, but there was an undeniable intensity in his eyes that sent Jisung's stomach fluttering. He nodded, gathering his books and making his way to the front of the room. The door clicked shut behind them, and suddenly, the vast space felt uncomfortably small.

"I noticed you've been a bit...distracted in class lately," Minho began, leaning against the podium with a knowing smile. "Is there something on your mind?" His question hung in the air, heavy with innuendo. Jisung felt his cheeks flush, and he stumbled over his words trying to form a coherent response. "N-no, Professor," he managed to say, his voice shaking slightly. "Just trying to keep up with the material."

Minho's smile grew more playful, and he stepped closer. "I think we both know that's not entirely true, don't we?" He reached out and gently took the edge of Jisung's notebook, flipping through the pages filled with doodles of his own face. "I see I've been quite the muse for you." Jisung's heart raced as the professor held up one of the pages, showcasing an unmistakable drawing of Minho's profile. He felt exposed, his secret laid bare, but instead of the embarrassment he expected, there was a strange thrill coursing through him.

Minho studied the drawing for a moment before looking back at Jisung. "You're quite talented," he said, his voice low and husky. "But I think you're wasting your time with this when you could be learning so much more from me." He stepped closer, invading Jisung's personal space, and for the first time, Jisung could feel the heat radiating from his body. The room grew warmer, and the air grew thick with a tension that was no longer deniable. Jisung's eyes widened as Minho leaned in, his breath hot against his ear. "Would you like to come to my office after class tomorrow? I have something I'd like to discuss with you... privately."