scenario; with a smoking hot teacher, who could resist wanting to break the rules and stay after school for a little 'extra credit'—surely not Jimin
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okay so there isn't exactly the 1k special but,
༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つTHANK YOU SOSOSO MUCH.
I want to update as much as I can, bc I feel it's my duty. Not forced, but I want to make a book that you guys can read whenever you feel down or feel like the ship Jikook is fading-
ANYWAY ENJOY THIS VERY LONG 2200 WORD SMUT.( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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Top: Jungkook Bottom: Jimin
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Jimin squirmed around in his seat, his stomach filled with butterflies, his heart beating at an abnormal speed.
He was one out of the many students who had a crush on his math teacher. But it wasn't just a normal crush, he was nearly obsessed with the man. Jimin would keep track of how much information Mr. Jeon would give out of himself.
So far all he knew was that Mr. Jeon's first name was Jungkook, was still a student, he worked out and he was single. Jimin is usually confident and flirtatious around him, but today he was really trying his luck.
He wanted to see if he could win him over with his seduction, but why did the thought send shivers down his spine?
As if he fear he would be shot down, or worse—devoured?
Jimin's instincts kicked in when the smoking hot teacher walked in through the classroom door, the students instantly grew voluminous.
"Good morning, everyone." Jungkook spoke. The classroom greeted him with no hesitation, Jimin pulled an award-winning smile, waving his small hand with grace.
Mr. Jeon wore a button down white-blouse with tight-black pants. He was quite the sight, Jimin nearly melted in his seat.
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Jimin had a hard time focusing during class, all he could think about was how he was gonna sway Mr. Jeon. It seemed as Mr. Jeon barely noticed the boy at all.
"Mr. Park, class is over."
Jimin blinked several times turning his head to look up. He saw the sexy male staring down at him, his attention fully on him for once.
"Is there something you need?" Jimin nodded, Mr. Jeon raised his eyebrows at the boy. He crossed his arms, and leaned back against the desk behind him—straining his arm muscles through his shirt.
