control ◎ taegi

the sadistic nature of min yoongi

Taehyung dragged his chair back.

"I said 'light' instead of 'life'. Now stop attacking Namjoon."

Namjoon smiled at Taehyung gratefully, and Taehyung smiled back. He knew Namjoon's family situation, and if it meant his friends would be happy, Taehyung would gladly take any punishment.

Yoongi had been standing over Namjoon's desk, which was behind Taehyung, so Taehyung couldn't tell where his teacher was behind him. There was no click of his shoes, no tapping of his ruler, or speaking to indicate where he was. Taehyung tried looking at his classmates for any clues, but they all were staring at the floor or their books.

He clenched his hands. It would be an understatement to say he was nervous. He was fucking terrified. Every other teacher could fuck themselves on a pogo stick, but Yoongi was different. Scarily different. Taehyung didn't know what he would do next, or what punishment he would use. The list was endless.

"Your attitude needs correcting, Kim Taehyung."

Yoongi was directly behind him. He could feel his breath on his neck. The next sentence he said very quietly, so nobody else would hear.

"I think we'll move onto punishment two- don't you think?"

Taehyung's knees buckled. He fell into his chair with a clunk. Yoongi's hand came to rest on the top of his head.

"Good boy. You're learning."

And just like that, Yoongi was at the front of the classroom again teaching. Taehyung sat motionless and dazed.

Jungkook tapped him on the back, and shook him a little. When Taehyung turned around, he asked him if he was ok. Taehyung nodded, unsure, and brought out his phone to check what the next punishment was. He looked up to Yoongi in shock, and Yoongi was staring amused right back at him.