Taekook | Just One Day

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-Jungkook-

"... and then he slapped me! Like what the hell?" Hoseok complained loudly. We were currently in the school canteen and he was telling us a story about his last hook up.

"I don't know, man. I mean it must've hurt his pride that he bottomed for a high schooler" Jimin said with a snicker. "Plus, you can be quite an ass to your one night stands."

Hoseok huffed at this. "Don't make me sound like a fuckboy. I'm not our maknae." He then looked at me and I just raised an eyebrow at him.

"Then why don't you just date someone?" I asked him, sipping on my apple juice.

"Well..." He hesitated for a bit. "I mean, he was actually pretty nice. But I don't really think I'd still have a chance" he chuckled awkwardly.

"I mean" I shrugged, "it's worth a shot isn't it?"

"But I don't know his name or-"

He wasn't able to finish his sentence, because suddenly a wild Seokjin appeared, shrieking loudly.

"Holy mother of dad jokes! I have some hot tea to spill." He looked serious as he put his hands on our table, leaning down to be at eye level with us.

"Then spill" Hoseok looked at him excitedly, quickly forgetting about his problem for a bit.

"It's about Ms. Kwan" he started in a hushed tone. "She's pregnant."

"That's not really a surprise." Jimin scoffed. "Her tummy was like a watermelon last week." Seokjin rolled his eyes at Jimin's response.

"Yeah, well she recently reached her third trimester, sooo" he trailed off and Hoseok gasped.

"No way."

"Wait, what?" I questioned, not fully understanding.

"It means that she can't work, Kooks" Seokjin explained. "And you'll get a substitute teacher for the rest of the school year, which in your situation also means until graduation."

He said this because the three of us -Hoseok, Jimin, and me- are in senior year. I was able to skip years because my grades were super good, so even though I was the youngest, I could have classes with them. As for Seokjin, he was one of the school assistants, but he rather hung out with us in the breaks and always told us the newest school gossips.

"Fuck yeah! I hated that woman anyway. Making music into a studying subject" Jimin clapped his hands together with a look of relief on his face. Hoseok also cheered loudly and I also couldn't help but smile.

"However!" Jin interrupted us, "The tea isn't fully spilled yet. The guy who takes over her position is a whole freaking meal! He looks almost as good as I do and that, I don't say quite often." Now, I was interested in the conversation too.

"How old is he?" I decided to ask. I mean, who wouldn't like to fuck with a hot teacher? It's downright kinky. They seemed to understand my thoughts because they rolled their eyes at me.

"Come on, Kooks you haven't even met him yet, and you're already planning to do the dirty with him?" Hoseok asked with a weirded out expression. I just shrugged in response and turned to Jin.

"He's 23" he sighed. "But he doesn't seem like the type to do one time things with his students."

"Well, I think I can change that" I smirked at them.

"Oh really?" Asked Jimin with a sly smirk. "Then, let's make a bet."

"What, you're gonna do a cliché bet over who's gonna have sex with him first?" Hoseok asked them with his nose scrunched up in distaste.

"What the hell?" Jimin had a shocked and slightly disgusted face at this. "You know damn well that I'm straight."

"Whatever, just tell your stupid dare" I said in a slightly annoyed tone.

"I bet you can't get him to sleep with you" he finally said. I thought about it for a second but then shook my head.

"No. If I'm gonna do it, I'm gonna do it on my own will." Just then, the bell rang, meaning that we'll have our first lesson with the new music teacher.

»Tiny time skip to the lesson because the author is lazy«

We were all sat in our normal seats, waiting for the teacher, who seemed to be late. It was already 5 minutes into the lesson when the door finally opened and a young man stepped in. He was seemingly in a hurry, so I couldn't really see his face, only his messy blonde locks. He put his stuff down on the table and then finally turned to us, and damn... He was absolutely beautiful. Almond-shaped doe eyes, plump red lips, and honey-colored skin. When our eyes locked, I was already imagining him under me, innocent brown eyes shiny with tears from the pleasure-

"Good afternoon, class" he said in a surprisingly deep voice. "My name is Kim Taehyung, and I'll be your new music teacher as Ms. Kwan won't be able to teach for a while." He gave us a small smile and many of the girls looked at him already with heart eyes. "So, since I don't really know any of you, could you please introduce yourselves one by one?"

"I'm Hirai Momo and very much single, Mr. Kim" a blonde girl from the first row said. The teacher looked a bit uncomfortable after her weak attempt to flirt with him, but just smiled at her and went on. For the first time, I felt a bit disappointed that I was sitting in the back of the classroom, but then again, it was worth the wait.

"Jeon Jungkook. But I guess you'll be able to memorize it pretty quickly" I winked at him finally. To my surprise, he didn't blush at this, he seemed just as uncomfortable as when the others were trying to flirt with him and it set me off.

'Maybe I have to try harder.'

So, when the lesson ended, I went up to his desk, telling my friends that I'd meet up with them outside. Mr. Kim was scanning through some papers when I got there, so I decided to clear my throat.

"Excuse me." He finally looked up at me with his beautiful eyes.

"How may I help you, Mr. Jeon?" He crooked one of his eyebrows at my presence.

"I was wondering if you could help me out with a piece of music. I'd like to make a song, but I am not sure how to instrument it" I leaned in a bit closer. "The title is Secret Affair. I was thinking of going with something high pitched." I was only inches away from his lips by now. From this close, I could see his face more clearly. His long eyelashes, his defined eyebrows, and his cute moles. Surprisingly, he leaned back and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Mr. Jeon, I don't know what you take me as, but I'm not someone who can help you with that because I would never 'instrument a song' with a student." He said, his eyes never leaving mine. After that, he went back to reading papers, so I took that as my cue to leave.

'You're definitely something, Kim Taehyung. But you can't resist forever and I'll wait for the moment you give yourself to me.'