UNIVERSE / BTS.

89: come be my teacher / taegi

COME BE
MY TEACHER

WORD COUNT 4.1k
OVERVIEW yoongi's had a stressful day ( student teacher au / university au / ft non-binary guk, art hoe taehyung )
REQUESTED BY Lilith_Shadow-angel ! thank you for requesting, i really love this au !!! i'm sure you wanted something a bit more short sweet and simple but i couldn't resist giving a backstory as well ôwô 💞💝

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    AUTUMN LEAVES FALL carefully down to the concrete pathways of one of south korea's best arts university, the campus now looking exactly how it would be depicted in an american movie. students clutch at starbucks cups, darting back and forth to classes, the crisp october air calling for warm sweaters and scarves, the student's breaths beginning to fog in the air.

kim taehyung is bundled up in his favourite enormous autumn coat, similar to something, he feels, that van gogh would've worn, made in a deep navy hue and worn with a leather satchel and a loose black sweatshirt, his thrifted oxblood doctor marten boots topping it all off. in one hand, he holds his signature autumn drink—soya cinnamon latte with no plastic straw, thank you very much—, and his headphones play the soothing sounds of daniel ceasar into his cranium. all in all, he thinks his look is very nicely pulled together.

he's standing just outside his dorm building, checking his emails to see if his teachers received his assignments while waiting for his best friend and so called "partner in crime", one film major park jimin. the pink haired boy is rarely seen away from taehyung's side, their contrasting styles somewhat of a shock to the eye; jimin favours to model himself after boys on instagram, in monotonous hues of deep black, gray and white, clunky rings and silver accents adorning his short figure, all topped off with hair the colour of peach mochi. taehyung's softer, more bohemian approach to style, in light and earthy tones, reflects his personality as an art student, his favourite colours ( yellow and various types of blue ) usually playing parts. nevertheless, their friendship has never faltered.

"yoo-hoo!" jimin pulls taehyung's airpod out of his ear with a cheeky grin, the soft rnb stopping abruptly. taehyung rolls his eyes and threatens to kick the shorter. "good morning!"

"you're cheerful. someone put coke in your green tea?" taehyung jokes, both of them walking at the same pace, leaves crunching between them. jimin laughs, his eyes becoming crescent moons.

"no, dumbass. i stayed up calling jeongguk, and god, you won't believe—"

"i do not wanna hear your phone sexcapades, min!" taehyung swats at jimin's arm, and the pinkette laughs hard, his grin expanding, whilst he kicks taehyung in the shin with his three inch creeper shoes.

"whatever, your dumbass anti-romantic. just cause your ass is lonely as fuck doesn't mean i have to be."

taehyung rolls his eyes and elbows jimin sharply in the ribs, simultaneously dropping his finished drink into the recycling bin beside them. jimin huffs, muttering something like "you're just jealous" before his face resumes his usual gloomy and brooding façade that girls would titter and gossip over ( but, of course, to no avail—jimin's quite happily got jeon jeongguk wrapped around his little finger ). taehyung rolls his eyes with a smile that speaks multitudes of secrets jimin will never know.

his phone buzzes in his pocket, and he opens it to find a text from the exact biggest secret that jimin will never know. taehyung smiles discreetly, pretending it's just a twitter notification or something akin.

babe: please tell me you did the assignment for my class

me: when???
me: between me staying the night at yrs and running home at 6am????
me: yea i've t o t a l l y done that paper on michaelangelo did it while i was watching horror movies w your hand down my pants, didn't you notice me hard at work?