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Jungkook’s voice cut through the silence.
“Left hand. Palm up.”He ordered taehyung.
Taehyung hesitated for a second before obeying.
His fingers trembled slightly as he stretched his arm out, palm exposed.
Jungkook stood just close enough that the leather belt brushed against Taehyung’s skin as he measured the distance.
Without warning jungkook just cracked the first strike on his palm.
His palm burned instantly.
Crack.
The second came just as fast.
A hiss escaped taehyung before he could stop it.
By the third, he took a step back involuntarily,yelping loudly but
Jungkook’s eyes didn’t soften.
“Stay still.”
The fourth landed harder on the same spot and taehyung bited his lips hard to stop the scream.
Then came the fifth.
He finally couldn’t hold it in—his eyes filled, and tears spilled down his cheeks.
A soft, broken sound left him as he tried to stay still.
Yn’s chest tightened at the sight. She wasn’t used to seeing him cry.
He had always been strong in front of her, always the one protecting.
Seeing him like this made her own eyes sting, tears blurring her vision before she could stop them.
By the sixth, his hand was trembling so violently he almost couldn’t close it again.
Jungkook paused for a moment after delivering the six sharp strikes, his gaze settling on the trembling boy in front of him.
He felt bad but Feeling bad wouldn’t change the fact—they had all crossed a line, and they should have thought about the consequences before making their choice.
“Thighs,” Jungkook said and took a deep sigh before saying-
“And Roll your pants up.”
Taehyung froze so does everyone in the office.
His eyes flicked to Yn for a second almost instinctively but she was staring at Jungkook, her expression tight.
When Jungkook took a step closer, belt hanging loosely from his fingers, Yn finally broke her silence.
“Jungkook—”
His gaze shifted to her instantly, cold and sharp.
“What?”
“He’s already” she gestured to Taehyung’s red, trembling hand “you don’t have to”
“I said six on the hand, six on the thighs,” Jungkook interrupted, tone leaving no room for negotiation.
“Unless you want to take the rest for him.”
Yn froze ,She didn’t answer right away—and in that silence, Jungkook’s attention shifted back to Taehyung.
“Roll them up. Now.”
“No, wait,” Yn said instinctively, stepping forward before she could think.
“I’ll take it. I’ll take the rest.”
Jungkook’s glare locked on her instantly.
He took a slow step toward her.
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PROFESSOR JEON
FanficA professor with a stern personality who fell for his student who is his wife too. A girl who likes to stay away from troubles caught feelings for her husband. what will happen when the most strict professor of Seoul caught up in the unknown feel...
