Chapter 22 • Confused

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Seokjin went back to his classroom to pick up the remaining items he had scattered about, not wanting to misplace anything. He was a bit of a clean freak, so he never left work without his classroom being tidied up first, especially his desk. He kept everything important locked in his desk or took home in a black satchel.

He was so engrossed in straightening up that he didn't notice the door to his classroom behind him open up and close again until he was suddenly flipped over. His back now on his desk, he looked up to see no one other than Namjoon looking down at him with a smirk.

"Namjoon!"

"Hey, cutie."

"You scared me," the older male pouted, as he slightly smacked Namjoon's chest, who could only chuckle in response.

"I couldn't wait till later so I had to come to see you beforehand," Namjoon admitted before lowering his head to peck his favorite pair of lips.

Seokjin smiled, shaking his head a bit. He grabbed the younger male's biceps to sit himself up, only to be pushed back down again by Namjoon.

"Not so fast, where do you think you're going?"

Before Seokjin could respond, Namjoon placed his lips on his neck, causing a shiver to run down the male teacher's back, as the silver-haired boy kissed down his neck before stopping on his sweet spot and began to leave his mark.

"J-Joonie the door," Seokjin managed to sputter out, as his hands continued to grip Namjoon's biceps.

"Shh baby, I locked it."

Namjoon unconnected his lips from his neck and looked at the flushed male underneath him, a smirk spreading through his face when he saw the dark love bite near Seokjin's collarbone.

The flushed male attempted to sit up again and to his luck, Namjoon let him this time, who looked at him amused and undoubtedly enamored.

"I'll pick you up at eight cutie," Namjoon said, placing a kiss on Seokjin's forehead, before heading out the classroom leaving the still flushed male a bit annoyed at the teasing but excited for their date later.

* * *

Hoseok ran out the school, almost knocking down a trash can, as he tried to comprehend what had just happened minutes earlier. He still couldn't believe that his crush of two years had kissed him and that Mr.Kim had caught them.

The red-haired male ran until he felt he was far enough from the school to finally catch his breath. He took a seat on the nearby grass and planted heavily, as the recent memory flooded his mind once more. It played over and over, as the tingling sensation of Mr.Min's lips against his remained. He touched his lips and blushed a bit, covering his face with both hands and let out a small squeak.

Hoseok laid back on the grass, looking at the sky, trying to ignore the rapid beating of his heart and the giddiness he felt inside. He had waited for this moment for so long and now that it happened it was better than he thought possible.

He shook his head, feeling a little silly until he realized he had to face Mr.Min again Monday. He honestly had no idea how the male teacher would respond, but he only hoped it wouldn't cause an awkward tension.

Hoseok sighed, before pulling out his phone to see a couple missed calls and texts from Jungkook and Taehyung. He quickly remembered he had agreed to meet up with them to hang out, as he quickly jumped up and walked towards Jungkook's house.

* * *

"Are you okay?" Yoongi asked Jimin, who had been a little too quiet the past hour. Jimin just nodded, his eyes on the screen, not really watching but instead in deep thought.

Both males had agreed to hang out and watch a movie, not wanting to get lost in their thoughts, but yet seemed to be doing exactly that. However, they wouldn't like the presence of the other did bring comfort to both of them.

Yoongi didn't say anything, as he replayed what had happened earlier with Hoseok. He wondered if the younger male was upset that he had made a move on him, but quickly dismissed that thought. Hoseok wouldn't have kissed him back if he wasn't into him, right?

Jimin on the other hand, he was jealous. He hated it. He didn't like the way Alisa had flirted with Jungkook. Jimin knew Jungkook wasn't his or anything but he couldn't help but feel a little down. Alisa was undoubtedly beautiful and could easily give Jungkook everything he wanted probably. Plus, the way she had spoken down to him had made him feel incredibly humiliated.

"Yoongi?"

"Yeah?"

"I like Jungkook."

Jimin looked away, embarrassed about his confession.

"I kissed Hoseok."

Jimin quickly turned his head to look at Yoongi before laughing, this caused Yoongi to laugh as well.

"For fuck's sake, we're teachers. What are we doing?" Yoongi said, facepalming in embarrassment.

"It seems Seokjin is the only one not doing anything illegal."

Yoongi's burst out in loud laughter at this, making Jimin raise an eyebrow.

"What's so funny? Jimin asked confusion evident on his face, feeling like there was something going on that he didn't know.

Once the older male had managed to stop laughing he began to tell Jimin everything.

* * *

"Do pigeons have feelings?"

"I don't know Taehyung, that's a Namjoon question," Jungkook responded, his eyes glued to the screen as he played overwatch with Hoseok, who slowly was getting the hang of the game.

"Where's that nerd anyway?" Taehyung asked as he sat up to grab more chips.

"Tutoring."

"Again?"

"That's what he said."

Taehyung stayed silent, as he wondered if their oldest friend was actually doing something else without them.

"Maybe he doesn't want to hang out with us anymore," the red-haired male said in a sad tone, that Taehyung had to hold back from embracing the adorable male and ensure him that wasn't true.

"C' mon don't say that Hobi! We've been friends since grade school," Jungkook said, putting aside the controller to look at both his friends.

"Jungkook come to help me!" The youngest male's mother suddenly called out, causing Jungkook to quickly get up and head upstairs.

"Coming mom!"

Taehyung continued to munch on his chips, noticing Hoseok awkwardly play with the controller. The red-haired male hadn't looked at him once since he got there, and he wouldn't lie that it hurt and worried him.

"You good Hoseok?"

"Yeah, just tired."

"You haven't looked at me once. Are you mad at me?"

Still not looking at Taehyung, Hoseok answered nervously.

"I'm really not, just tired."

Taehyung frustrated, reached out to touch Hoseok to make him look at him, only to have the older male smack his hand away.

Both males looked surprised at this, as the silently stared at each other.

"I-I'm sorry," Hoseok sputtered, as Taehyung remained speechless, but to his luck, Jungkook came right back down so he didn't say anything and went back to eating his chips, ignoring the red-haired male completely.

"Alright Hoseok, ready for another game?" Jungkook asked excitedly. Hoseok smiled and nodded, as the younger male pressed play.

Hoseok tried his best to focus on the game but watched from the corner of his eye Taehyung. He didn't know why he had reacted that way but one thing was certain.

He regretted it.

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