The Teachers Secret (not edited)

Prologue

Namjoon's pov:
I got a letter in the mail, saying I got the job to be the new sex Ed teacher at Bangtan High. When I had an interview with the principal, we clicked, well not like click in that kind of way. We just had a few things in common, like music, sexuality, food, books, stuff like that.
The main thing that made me hesitant though, was mentioning my um heats.
At first I said I would be needing to take at least a week off every month, he asked why, of course he would, being a teacher means being there for your students and help them, guid them for the future.
I'm a carrier, it rare yes, but Carriers aren't completely human, not even human at all. I can get pregnant, I do have the parts for a male, but when carriers go into heat they get needy. Mainly horny, my penis and genitals, which are useless, will turn into a vagina. Carriers don't haft to be in heat to get pregnant though, it's pretty much how we get aroused. I am male, at least that's what I appear as, to humans at least, but I have reproductive organs. I'm an omega, a male omega, but we're called carriers, so yeah, I'm a wolf breed and there's not many carriers left, but I am one of the pure breeds left.

So yeah, apparently the principal of the high school, he himself is a carrier, which shocked me, but was amazing at the same time.

My eyes flutter open, the sun shining through the glass of the window of my room. I stretched like a cat, crawling out of bed and heading to the bathroom to do my daily needs.
I throw on a thick pink sweater and black pants. I walk into my kitchen to make coffee, just realize I am all out.
"Fuck.... great. just. great..." I mumbled, rubbing my face in annoyance, grabbing my wallet and keys. I lock my front door and walk down the street to the near by café.
Hearing the little bell ring above my head as I enter. The aroma of coffee hitting my nose.
"Welcome to Kim's Café!! How may I help you?!"
A tall broad shouldered man, a really good looking, tall, handsome man. I felt my face heat up, as I stepped in front of the counter. I glanced up at the black chalk boards, reading the hand written options.
"U-um I-I would um like the C-caramel mocha la-latte.... um hot pl-please."
Mentally slapping myself for stuttering so much, then seeing him smile, oh my god his smile. He nod his head, "ok, what size?"
"Me-medium please," answered biting the inside of my cheek out of nerves.
He nod his head again, taking a cup and writing my order on a paper cup.
"Name please?"
"Nam-Namjoon," why am I stuttering so much?
"That's a cute name, mine's Seokjin, but call me Jin," I felt my face heat up more.
I watch him make my coffee, handing it to me when he finished. He winked at me!
I almost choked on my drink, I cleared my throat.

Jin's pov:
I don't know what it is about this man, but I love the effect I had on him, his flushed face was the cutest thing I have ever seen.
"So are you from around here Namjoon?"
He shook his head, while looking in at his cup.
"Uh n-no, I moved here from an old town down south."
I nod, "what high school do you go to?"
He breaks out in laughter, which made me really confused because I don't understand how that's funny.
He shook his head, taking deep breaths to steady his laughter.
"No I'm twenty-six actually, but thank you, I'll take that as a compliment!" He said in cute, cheerful voice, his beautiful dimples showing off.
My eyes shot open, I was in shock, twenty-six! He looks my age though!!
I write my number on a sheet of paper and hand it to him, winking, seeing his face turn red.
"I want to get to know you more Namjoon, so call or text me," my voice went lower when saying that as well.
He nod, I watch him as he leaves, biting my lip went staring at his rear, it was big and round. I felt someone smack their hand against my shoulder, making me jump from my dirty thoughts.
"So son! You excited to start school tomorrow?!" My father asked.
I scuffed, "what's there to be excited about? It's just senior year," I mumbled out.
"Have you looked at any colleges yet?"
I shook my head, I don't really know what college to chose, I have an idea on what I want to be. Anything related to being a doctor.
My father smacked my shoulder again, "you'll find one, don't worry!" He piped up.
After closing the family café from a long busy day, I laid in bed thinking about that man, Namjoon. He was so adorable, his feminine body was amazingly beautiful, his dimples were so deep like a canyon, his deep brown eyes, could make my lost for days.... what am I thinking! I'm eighteen and I thinking about someone that I just met! He honestly will probably be my next fuck like all the other boys and girls come to me for in school... which the first day is tomorrow. I groaned turning in my bed, trying to get comfy, but yet I still had wet dreams of that man. There's something about him that triggers me about him and I don't know what. But I definitely know it will be a long senior year.