Chapter 15

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After getting dressed the males made it outside to Taehyung's car and drove towards the school.
"Jimin, I'm sorry but I'm going to have to drop you off down the road. I can't let anyone see us together." Taehyung sighed as he looked at the boy.

"It's okay, Tae. I understand. I'll do anything for you." Jimin smiled softly before getting out of the car and walking towards the school.

Taehyung felt so bad for leaving Jimin like that. He felt guilty for bringing a minor into such a situation and was scared that they were going to get caught. He tried to empty his mind of such thoughts and focus on his job as he pulled into the staff car park but was finding it difficult, Jimin was all he could think about.

"Good morning, Mr Kim." The class greeted him as he entered the classroom. Of course, Jimin wasn't there yet since he was still walking from where Taehyung had dropped him off.

The class snickered to themselves quietly, confusing Taehyung. "What's going on?" He asked with a confused frown.
"What do you mean, sir?" One of the students replied.
"Why is everyone laughing?" He scanned the classroom, looking to see if there was any sort of note that the students could have been laughing at.
"No reason, sir." Another student giggled while trying to keep a straight face.

"Well if it is nothing then get on with the work I set you yesterday. We have a lot to do before the end of the term and not a lot of time so there is no time for distractions." Taehyung was one to talk about distractions..

"Sorry I'm late, sir." Jimin said quietly as he entered the room.
"That's okay, Jimin. Take a seat and start working on what we were doing yesterday." Jimin nodded and sat down at his desk.
The room suddenly filled with gasps and giggles as Jimin walked to his desk at the front of the classroom.

"Now seriously, what is going on? Why is everyone laughing?" Taehyung was starting to sound frustrated now.
Jimin looked up at the teacher and his eyes widened in fear.
"S-Sir.." He whispered. "May I speak to you outside for a second please?"
"Of course." Taehyung replied and walked out of the room with the boy.

"I think I might have left some marks on you last night..." Jimin immediately confessed as soon as the door shut behind them.
"What?" Taehyung rushed to look in the camera on his phone to check the marks.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to!" The boy's voice broke slightly out of fear of getting caught.

"Did you not notice this morning or in the car at all?" Taehyung attempted to rub the marks off as if they were makeup which clearly made it worse.
"I must have been sat on the other side." The boy shook his head.
"Jimin, they're all over my neck! How could you have possibly missed them?"
"I'm sorry!" The boy started to tear up, fearing the man's intimidating tone.

"Jimin, I'm sorry. Please don't cry. I know you didn't mean to." Taehyung pulled the boy into a hug, completely unaware that the whole class could see them through the glass window in the door. "Oh fuck.." He muttered as he pulled away from Jimin.
"What?" The boy sniffled.
"I must have left marks on you too. You're covered in them!" Taehyung tilted Jimin's head to get a closer look at his work.

"Sir!" Jimin gasped.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry." Taehyung held Jimin's nervously trembling hands in his own and sighed. "What are we going to do?"
"Can't we find a way to hide them?" The boy asked while attempting to pull his jumper over his neck.
"It's no use." Taehyung shook his head. "They've already seen the marks. We're done for."

"They don't necessarily know that we gave those marks to each other though." Jimin pouted.
"That's true but it's still pretty obvious and us walking out together didn't exactly make it any less suspicious." Taehyung sighed and squeezed Jimin's hands nervously.
"Well even if it is obvious, they have no evidence against us." Jimin let go of Taehyung's hands and put on a confident expression for what was probably the first time in his life before walking back into the classroom.

Taehyung took a shaky breath before following the boy back inside.
"Alright, class. I hope you've had enough time to calm down from whatever was so funny earlier. Now, if you wouldn't mind getting on with your work please. That'd be great." He said sarcastically with a false sense of confidence masking his crippling internal anxiety.

"Sir, what's that mark on your neck?" A girl shouted out to the male. It was Bae Joohyun, a well known, popular girl who was notorious for starting rumours within the school.
"I'm sorry, what?" Taehyung asked, trying to hide his flustered expression by putting his hand on his cheek.

"You have a mark on your neck, quite a lot of marks actually." She said with a raised eyebrow and a slight grin. She knew exactly what she was doing and she loved it. "What are they?"
"It's none of your business, young lady." The male snapped back at her.
"Why does Jimin have them too?" She asked, making the class burst out in excited whispers and snickers.

"I don't know about Jimin but that's also none of your business." He folded his arms.
"It could be. He could be my boyfriend..." She folded her arms too in order to mock him.
"But you're not." Taehyung argued.
"How do you know?" She grinned.
Taehyung looked at Jimin, realising that he was just making things worse for himself.

"Because I don't like you, Joohyun." Jimin butted in, making the girl gasp in shock.
"You what?" She asked, looking absolutely horrified.
"You heard me. You're a bully, Joohyun. You're horrible to everyone, especially me, yet you're still popular. People are probably only your friend because they're scared of you."
Joohyun's face went red with both rage and embarrassment.

"You're dead, Jimin. You hear me? Dead!" She shouted, her voice breaking with emotion.
"That's enough!" Taehyung interrupted. "Both of you, get to work now!" The class went silent after their teacher had raised his voice, keeping their heads down as they tried to process what had just happened.

The bell rang and Taehyung shook his head in disbelief. He rubbed his eyes and moved his hair out of his face, feeling frustrated and anxious about getting caught. He didn't even look Jimin in the eye as he left the room.

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