𝘯𝘫 𝘹 𝘣𝘵𝘴 ✎ (click if you can relate)

• chapter seven •

° nammin °
• teacher and student •
° hard/soft °
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"namjoon, could you please stay after class? I need to talk to you about your grades." the younger told his friends that he'd be back.

"good luck in there." taehyung patted his shoulder, only making namjoon more nervous.

"y-yes professor?"

"sit down." he commanded.

"o-ok..." he was blushing up a storm, and he knew that this was more than just a meeting about his grades. he knew that he was the boy that everyone lusted for;

even the teachers.

"listen, you seemed stressed out, maybe that's why your grades are plummeting."

"is it that bad?" he played with his hands in his lap.

"no, actually your grades are really good." jimin smirked watching the other panic.

"t-then why am I here!"

"because.." lust was taking over, clouding his thoughts.

he backed up his student against the wall, towering over him. (A/N: yes jimin's taller)

"m-mr.park..? what are you-" joon was interrupted when a pair of rough lips smashed against his soft ones.

he let out a small yelp, he knew this was wrong. but...

he kind of wanted this to happen.

soon his shirt was off, one kiss turned into a thousand.

the younger felt under his teacher's shirt and roughly ripped it off, their lips never separating.

"m-mr.park.." he moaned softly, almost trying to hold it in.

no one has ever loved him like this, like he was an adult, that he deserved this, it was scary yet amazing at the same time.

the whole world wasn't even there when they kissed, the feeling of numbness spreading from their lips all through their bodies.

jimin's lips found their way down to namjoon's neck, sucking on the soft skin.

(To be continued cus I'm evil 😈 😜)