mr. goody two shoes™

°punishment°

"needless to say, i am very disappointed in you two, but i will spare the phone calls home. instead, you'll receive punishment for your acting out. mrs. kim will tell you what to do."

i was relieved there'd be no phone call, but punishment? isn't that a little too far?

mrs. kim walked us out into the empty halls, "congratulations you two, you're on cleaning duty."

fuck. me.

"cleaning duty? are you serious?" i questioned, really hoping she was kidding.

"yes miss. seo," she answered, handing me a scrub and a mop, "cleaning duty."

this whole thing seemed a little too much, but something was missing from her little speech.

"and you have to help each other. no splitting up."

there it is.

~

kihyun dragged the bucket of soapy water into the first classroom, "just wait till my mother hears about this." he growls, crossing his arms.

"do you always whine?" i say, not looking up at him.

"do you always sass back?"

"yeah, pretty much." i said, looking up at him.

kihyun rolled his eyes, "i shouldn't even be here. if you hadn't made a scene-"

"if i hadn't made a scene?! what about you mister?"

"oh what about me?!"

"you almost punched a student!"

"yeah, and i would've if you hadn't made a scene!"

i inhale deeply and huff.

"you know what? clean this room by yourself, i'm going nextdoor."

"yah! we're not supposed to split up!"

"and i care because? at least i was actually trying to clean the room! you're just standing here whining!"

"you're the one who started arguing with me!"

"why is everything always not your fault?!"

"because it's not my fault!"

"oh my god, okay i can't do this. you can clean this damn building by your damn self. i'm leaving!"

"uhm, no you're not!" kihyun grabbed my wrist, "let me go!"

"you can't leave or you'll get in trouble!"

"i don't care! i'd rather get in trouble than stay here with you!"

i successfully pulled away from kihyun and made it into the hallway.

"wait! jaemin!"

i groaned, "what?!"

kihyun walked up to me and pushed me against a wall of lockers.

"what the fuck kihyun?!"

he smirked and pinned me against the cold metal, "ya know... my friends thought it was sexy that you spoke back to me, but i thought it was disgusting. maybe you need to be put in your place hmm?"

my heart started racing, and my knees became weak. what the fuck is this?