Jungkook gets transferred to a new strict school. Taehyung is a teacher of said school.
"I'm fine. I told you I'm fine."
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"I cannot believe you right now Jeon Jungkook. No way."
"Yeah. He totally did. Why would I be here right now instead of detention then?"
Jimin was in shock of what Jungkook told him. Getting spanked? Was that even allowed as substitute punishment? Jimin thought. To him, it was at least something romantic. Like maybe first base? Does spanking substitute for a first kiss? Jimin giggled as he thought of this but quickly composed his face into a pouty expression.
"That's not fair! How come you get to do stuff with Kim Taehyung when I don't get to even touch Mr. Min?"
"Ewww, be quiet. I don't even like him. I just did it to escape the detention time. You know he increased it from 1 hour to 2 hours? That's the only reason I accepted his offer."
Jimin sat eating his lunch staring at a wall. If only he could do those things with Mr. Min. But he never even had a class with him to begin with, so Jimin couldn't do anything anyway.
"Soooo," Jimin muttered, trying to get the thought of Taehyung spanking Jungkook endlessly out of his mind, "When are you going to re-dye your hair? Aren't you going to get in trouble soon?"
Now that Jimin had mentioned it, no one seemed to care about the new hair dye rule that was implemented. Maybe it was because that re-dyeing dyed hair might've cause more potential harm to students, but Jungkook never thought of the matter.
"Ah! Now that you mention it, my mom just mailed me some hair dye this weekend. Shall we do it today?" Jungkook got excited. He loved dyeing his hair, since he thought that he rocked almost every color. His hair right now, which was a reddish brown was fading anyways and the roots were starting to show.
"Yeah, I'm down. I'll come right after I'm done with classes."
"Sounds good!" Jungkook said.
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"Tae- Aa! a-aa!"
"Baby, I"m close-"
"AH!" Jungkook broke a sweat as he woke up from his dream. He was breathing rapidly as he was gasping for breath. Reaching for the nearest water bottle, he gulped the entirety of it and crushed it, throwing it away in the recycling can next to his bed. The cold air in the room contrasted with his hot tender skin as he got out of bed and paced around.
He checked himself in the mirror that was in the corner of the dark room. Still panting, he barely noticed that he had a hard as rock erection showing through his shorts as he was looking at himself. It peeked up to his shirt and pulsed while his cheeks grew warm. What was I dreaming about that got me so hard? Jungkook thought. While he calmed down his hard-on, the door swung open, revealing that it was Jimin who got back from his classes.
"So, shall we get started?" Jimin said holding up the hair dye to eye level.
"Oh, you picked up the dye already?" Jungkook nervously asked.
"Yeah, mailing services were really chill about it. Let's start!" Jimin started unpacking the hair dye ingredients and quickly mixed the items. It seemed like he knew that hair dye does not apply well if you work too slow, so Jungkook appreciated his speed.
Jungkook was also relieved because Jimin didn't notice his bulge. He thought it would be devastating at the moment because Jungkook captured a sort of innocent vibe to himself. He couldn't let that be ruined. Not right now, at least.
