Mr Professor //Only Mine//(Thv) ~my Future Husband ~

Sports room

Title: Silence and Redemption

Taehyung was known for his engaging lectures at the university, but what his students didn’t see was the life he shared with Y/N. They lived together, their relationship blossoming in the quiet moments between classes and shared meals. On a sunny morning, as he prepared for his day, Taehyung turned to Y/N with a warm smile. “Okay, bye! Take care, see you soon,” he said, before heading to his cabin.

Y/N felt her heart flutter as she watched him go. His charm had a way of making her feel alive. Once in her classroom, she settled in, waiting for Taehyung’s lecture to begin.

When he entered, the room lit up. “Good morning, students!” His eyes scanned the class, landing on Y/N, and their connection ignited the air. But as he began his lecture, Y/N’s mind wandered. She couldn’t help but daydream about him leaning down and kissing her, lost in a world where they could be more than just professor and student.

Suddenly, Taehyung’s voice cut through her fantasy. “Y/N, can you stand up?” The request pulled her back to reality, and she felt the heat of embarrassment flush her cheeks.

“Are you even paying attention?” he teased lightly, but his tone was serious. Laughter erupted from the other students, and Y/N’s heart sank. She felt exposed and hurt as she sat down, anger bubbling inside her.

“Go outside and clean the sports room,” Taehyung said, raising his voice just enough for everyone to hear. Tears stung her eyes as she nodded, fighting back the urge to cry. She stormed out, anger fueling her steps.

In the sports room, Y/N began cleaning, the physical task a distraction from the pain of humiliation. Exhaustion soon overcame her, and she drifted off to sleep, unaware of the time passing.

Meanwhile, as the class ended, Taehyung felt a heavy weight in his chest. He hadn’t meant to hurt her, and he immediately set off to find her. When he reached the sports room, he was taken aback to find Y/N sleeping peacefully among the equipment.

He quietly sat on a bench, mesmerized by her beauty, his heart aching with regret. He wanted to reach out, to explain himself, but he didn’t want to wake her just yet.

Slowly, Y/N stirred and blinked, her eyes meeting Taehyung’s. “What are you doing here, Kim professor?” she asked, her voice laced with sarcasm.