My Boyfriend is My Teacher?! {VMIN}

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Taehyung had been sat against the wall for over 12 hours - not counting when he was allowed to go outside for a loo break under escort - and his back was killing him. Yoongi had abandoned him to go outside for a smoke, leaving him in the silent and threatening company of his biggest assistant.

"Don't suppose you know what he's going to do with me? He doesn't seem to have a clue," Taehyung attempted to make conversation. He had tried multiple times, but to the same effect. "You don't talk much, do you?" He sighed.

At that moment, Yoongi returned from his smoke break, laughing with a couple of the guys who were with him. He stopped laughing as he glanced at Taehyung again. "I don't know why you look so calm, Tae. It doesn't seem like anyone's looking for you. Your phone hasn't rung since yesterday."

"They've probably realised that I'm not in a position to answer," he replied with a glare. "They're looking for me."

Yoongi laughed loudly. "So what? Even if they are, they'll never find you."

Taehyung huffed. "The police might."

His classmate smirked. "They won't be calling the police, Tae. You can trust me on that one."

"You've blackmailed them."

"Clever boy," Yoongi patted his head roughly. "Maybe I should give you a treat? Breakfast, perhaps?"

Taehyung was really hungry now. He hadn't eaten since lunch the day before and having been awake most of the night, it felt like forever ago. "Yeah."

Yoongi raised his eyebrows and nodded appraisingly. "Alright then. See? I'm not that bad, am I? I feed you. That's more than anyone else would do in this situation." He grabbed Taehyung's jaw and forced a hard kiss against his mouth.

Taehyung didn't react or point out the obvious - that to put him in this situation was enough to make him precisely that bad - and instead prayed that Sicheng, Taeyong and Jimin were looking for him.

Yoongi left the garage to go back to his flat for food and left his heavies in charge once again. Taehyung passed the time by counting how many spiders he could find on the ceiling. When Yoongi returned, he was in a foul mood. He called one of his men over in a snappy tone and they talked in hushed voices but as his ears weren't covered by the blindfold anymore, he heard small snippets of what was said.

"Door forced open... footprints on my clean carpet... place is a mess."

He couldn't help but grin.

"Told you they were looking for me," he smiled innocently.

***

Taeyong parked the car as close as he could to the lock-up and turned it round so that if they needed to escape quickly they wouldn't be slowed down turning it round. "Okay, so are we in agreement about the plan?"

Jimin nodded but Sicheng frowned. "Why aren't we calling the police?" He asked, as though it had just dawned on him.

Jimin and Taeyong shared a glance, which Sicheng noticed.

"What aren't you telling me?" Sicheng demanded.

Taeyong shrugged at Jimin in the backseat and turned to face Sicheng. "Yoongi has blackmail material on both of us so if the police get involved we could be arrested too."

"Jesus! What the hell is it? Did you kill someone?!"

Jimin laughed nervously and shook his head. "No. It's all to do with Taehyung. Yoongi got pictures of us both with him."

Sicheng whirled on Taeyong with a penetrating glare. "What did you do to my baby brother, you pervert?"

"Nothing!" Taeyong threw his hands up in a surrender. "I hugged him on the school trip in the middle of the night - that was it! Nothing weird, honestly. He's like my little brother too, you know."