"I love you. You annoy me more than I thought possible, but I want to spend every irritating minute with you."
TaeTee, university life, AU
***
"Ouch!"
Tae Darvid Kreepolrerk was woken up by the rude alarm clock hitting his stomach. The hurler, Tee Thanapon Jarujitranon.
"What the fuck, shorty?!" Tae bolted out of bed and threw the clock across the room but not hitting his roommate back. The poor door.
These two are college apartment roommates, thanks to their parents who used their connections to get Tae, who's currently in his first year of getting his master's degree in business administration, and Tee, who's currently on his first year in the faculty of social sciences, majoring in Psychology, share a place.
"I stand five ten, you dufus! I'm not short!" Tee retorted while frowning hard, hands on his waist. "You should be thankful. You're gonna be late!" He glared at the older guy before stomping his way out of the bedroom and slamming it behind him with a smug smile.
"What a cute angry bunny," Tae mumbled after he was left alone.
Everyday has been like this ever since the two started living together. They both developed a habit of annoying each other that sometimes even the smallest of things become the innocent reason for their petty squabbles.
"Why is this plastic bottle on the biodegradable bin?"
"Who changed the dish soap?! The citrus scented one is better!"
"What the hell is wrong with this chair?! It's broken! You stood on it, didn't you?"
"Why is my level on GTA back to nothing?!"
One question would lead to endless retort, rebuttal, and comebacks. In the back of their minds, they won the tally of these fights. In reality, they're even. Someone would give up or give in eventually. So far, Tee's last word made it even this morning.
***
"Ugh. Why do we have a math subject?" Tee complained to his best friend, Godt.
"It's part of every course in the first semester," Gost said, rolling is eyes. "You were excellent in Math back in high school. What's the problem now?"
'You were ranting a minute ago about your roommate, now you're complaining about a subject you'll surely ace with eyes closed,' Godt mumbled quietly.
Tee's silence followed by his constant sighing curved a grin on his friend's face. "Weh… Are you thinking of your annoying roommate?"
"No, I am not!"
"Yes, you are," Godt drawled. "Hey, why don't you use this chance to ask him to help you. Maybe all those domestic fights made your math genius brain to disappear."
When Tee grimaced at the thought, Godt chuckled and pulled out his phone. He took a picture of Tee's pouting face and sent it to someone.
"What are you doing?!" Tee tried to take Tor's phone but couldn't. He got even more frustrated when his friend stood up. Godt is taller.
"Damn it. You're just five inches taller than me!"
"I have longer arms." Godt snickered.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the university…
"What?" Tae asked dryly to his friends. They had been staring at him for a while, hesitating to tell him the news.
"Spit it out."
"Um, you've been assigned to teach a subject," one of the two friends of his started off. "And… it's in Psychology first years. Algebra and Trigonometry."
Tae snorted, amused.
It's a common practice for master's students to teach a subject on their first year. It prepares them for when they decide to teach later as a profession.
"I already knew that." Tae smirked.
"But..." Luka's brows knotted. "Doesn't Tee take Psychology?"
"Yeah, he'll do everything to get to your nerves," Orion said worriedly.
Tae was musing. When he learned this morning that he's assigned to the Psychology first years on their math class, he couldn't hide his smile. He opened his phone once again and stared at the last message along with a photo he received.
<From Godt: He's pouting because he has a math class. You better tame him soon or I'll go crazy with his ramblings about your fights!>
***
"Guh, we have a student teacher, they said." Tee slumped his face on his backpack laid on his desk so he won't have to see when the teacher comes in.
His best friend on the other was grinning from ear to ear.
Moments later, a tall handsome man walked into the lecture hall, drawing gasps and giggles from the students. Tee rolled his eyes and continued hiding his face. He's been pissy all morning because he couldn't find his roommate so he could wake him up by throwing the new alarm clock he bought for him.
"Good morning, kids!" The soft voice made Tee raise his head. His widened eyes met with the teacher's and for a second or two, his mouth was agape.
"Please don't drool on me, Mr. Jarujitranon. Policies." Tae's comment made Tee lift a corner of his upper in a mix of embarrassment and annoyance.
Tae, hiding his smirk, turned to the others and introduced himself. "My name is Darvid Kreepolrerk. I will be your teacher for four weeks. Let's all get along, okay?"
It was responded to by a united smile and "Mr. Darvid". Only Tee was rolling his eyes, fake puking, then mumbling incoherent curses under his breath.
***
A week passed and Tee grew even more frustrated and vexed by his situation. Having Tae as his teacher has been a nightmare to him.
"He wouldn't let me answer when I raise my hand," He growled then slurped his cranberry juice, ignoring it's funny taste. "He calls my name when I am not paying attention! He harasses me over my choice of earrings! He even made me sit at the very front because he said I'm short!"
"And he flirts with girls outside the class," Godt added.
"Yeah! He flirts with girls outside--
Smack! Godt chuckled when Tee smacked his head.
"Who cares about it?! I couldn't care less!" Tee huffed as he glared at everything he saw in front of him. "Guh. I am so gonna make him pay for making my university life extra stressful!"
'You're doing that to yourself. Just confess already,' Godt mumbled.
"What's that?" Tee barked.
"Nothing, your highness." Godt ran away after saying that.
tbc...
