Teacher or Boyfriend? || Vkook + Others [M]

C H A P T E R 17

Ddaeng~nim note: Oh boy 2.1k words. Do you guys like short or long chapters?? 

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♥ Jeon Jungkook ♥

As I walk down the hallway to head to the cafeteria for my lunch break, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I ignore the sudden message, however, the vibrations from the phone along with the annoying ting sound kept repeating. Wondering which motherfucker is texting me during this time of the day, I check to see who it is

JIMMIE BITCH: Bro look behind you

JIMMIE BITCH: Don't Ignore me

JIMMIE BITCH: Bruh why is your notifications so loud? I can hear it from here

JIMMIE BITCH: I bet you would answer your phone quicker if I was your fuck toys

JIMMIE BITCH: *Girl voice* oOh Gukkie, lets fuck tonight 😛💦💥

JIMMIE BITCH: OaoH please guukkiee I'm missing your 4 inches 😖💦💨

JIMMIE BITCH: Lemme take your small length 😣👌👈

Reading the messages caused a disgust appearance on my face. As I turn around to see the brat, he jumps on my back, causing me to almost fall to the ground; however, I quickly fix my balance.

"Jesus Christ Jimin cut down on your fucking weight, would you?" I gasp as he purposely makes it more difficult to carry him on my back. He slaps me hard on the head "Yah! just hurry up and lets head to the cafeteria!" he commands. I don't question his order and continue to carry him on my back.

"what's up with that last messages? and four inches? Are you sure?" I state in a pissed off tone. He laughs in response, for me he was enjoying his own joke way too much. As I carry the laughing boy who's nearly in tears, I head to the table that's closest to the entrance and lean back, causing Jimin to flip right on top of the table.

"OWAH! What was that for?" he cries, but I just glare at him with no expression, hoping my face can answer his question. He shrugs his shoulders and continues to lay on top of the table "huh fair enough"

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"So how are you? We haven't spoken for a while. Plus you've been ignoring my messages" he speaks as he stuffs his face with random snacks from his bag, while I continue to play with the disgusting cafeteria food in front of me. The primary thought from that question was Mr Kim. These past few days are just filled with that slutty blondie and the fact I can't get rid of him destroys my mind. He's my teacher, neighbour and some type of acquaintance and my first kiss. But I can't tell Jimin that he's my neighbour or first kiss, he'll flip the tables like a fucking monkey.

"Better question how are you and Mr Kim?" Jimin asks curiously like he knew I was thinking about him. My body freezes and my eyes widen from the sudden question

Does he know? Nah he wouldn't

"What do you mean?" I try to say calmly and cluelessly. I fell his judgemental stare as I avoid eye contact.

"don't you 'what do you mean' me. I know something is happening between you two" I continue to look down at my food, to be honest, I don't even know what's happening, but one thing is for sure, It's all Mr Kim, not me.

Jimin gasp dramatically, causing me to look up and witness him with his hands covering his mouth and eyes enlarged. I raise my eyebrow in question and wait for him to say something

"Does this mean you guys are dating? OH MY GOD JEON ARE YOU-" he was about to continue but I cut him off "Don't you dare finish your sentence. I'm not fucking gay and nothing is happening between us". In exchange, he gives me a bitchy look that I wish I could detach from his face