Hyunin Oneshots [HIATUS]

Marshmallows & Chocolate

Fluff, art teacher hyunjin x primary teacher jeongin

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Jeongin loves his job.

Being a primary teacher was fulfilling in a way he never expected.

And after a long break, the school year finally starts today, in the hot days of July.

Jeongin was immediately greeted with small arms wrapping around his hips, little, high-pitched voices calling out, "Mr. Yang! Mr. Yang!" as they bounced around him like excited puppies. He could never get tired of it.

He teaches a class of cheeky and playful second grade students, everyday seeming like an adventure with them.

One of his favorites—though he'd never say it out loud—was Soohwa, a bubbly little girl with pigtails who always had something sweet to say. That morning, as she sat on the reading rug, she reached up and gently patted his cheek.

"Mr. Yang, your face is like a marshmallow! So soft and warm!" she giggled.

Jeongin chuckled, ruffling her hair. "Well, that’s a first. Thank you, Soohwa."

Then there was Euihyun, a little troublemaker. Always up to something, whether it was sneaking extra crayons or trying to climb onto the desks.

Today was the first day of school and yet, he had been caught red-handed, attempting to switch out a classmate’s juice box with his own. Jeongin kneeled beside him, voice soft but firm.

"Euihyun, you know we have to ask before taking things that aren’t ours, right?" he said gently.

The boy huffed but slowly nodded, his mischief momentarily melting under Jeongin’s kind look. "Yes, Mr. Yang... I was just—just gonna give him mine instead!"

Jeongin smiled, knowing that was not the case but appreciating the effort. "That’s very generous of you. Next time, let’s use words first, okay?"

As always, Euihyun sighed dramatically but eventually muttered, "Okay."

Jeongin adored his students, and they adored him back. He was known as the best teacher—not because he let them do whatever they wanted, but because he never truly got mad.

He was patient and friendly, always seen with a wide smile on his face, the one where his eyes disappeared completely, turning into crescents.

It wasn't just the children who liked him, all the other staff and teachers adored the teacher too.

Since he was the youngest among all of the other teachers, the other teachers treats him like a baby (like Mr.Seo, the gym teacher, and Mr.Lee, or mostly known as Mr.Felix, the English teacher) .

Some of them also love teasing him (like Mr.Kim and Mr.Han), mostly sibling banter between them.

While they were professional at school, greeting each other with their respectful titles, when work hours ended, they were practically family.

Anyways, Jeongin was on his way to grab some more pencil colors for a project, Jeongin rounded a corner too quickly and collided with someone. He stumbled back, immediately apologizing.

"Oh! I’m so sor—"

His words trailed off as he took in the man in front of him. The stranger had a paint-splattered apron on, streaks of blue and yellow on his cheek and chin. His long, dark hair was tied up loosely, with stray strands framing his face. But what caught Jeongin off guard the most was how ridiculously stunning he was.

The man blinked, then gave a meek nod, wiping his cheek with the back of his hand. "It’s fine. Happens all the time."

Jeongin could only nod, feeling warmth crawl up his neck. He barely managed a small bow before the man smiled—oh, he looked even prettier when he smiled—and walked off down the hall.