The Math Teacher ~ A Kim Taehyung Fan Fiction

Instant Noodles and Inquiries

Taehyung.

Taehyung.

Taehyung.

The name orbited around my mind, always stopping front and center.

I sat on the sofa in Mr. K-Taehyung's living room, watching a cheesy romance movie.

"Y/N!" Taehyung called from the kitchen.

"What?!" I hollered back.

"How do you make ramen noodles?!"

I sat up, turning the TV off. "Are you serious?!"

A pause.

"Yeah!" he yelled sheepishly. 

I silently snorted then trudged to the kitchen.

Taehyung held up a ripped bag to the light, attempting to read the instructions.

"What are you doing?" I deadpanned. He looked at me and set the bag down, scratching the back of his nervously.

"Well," he began. "I accidentally tore the bag so the instructions are impossible to make out." He pouted.

"Can't you just look at another ramen noodle packet?"

He shook his head. "That was the last one."

"Wow, okay." I commented incredulously.

I shooed him away from the stove, peering into the pot with boiling water and noodles inside.

"How long has this been sitting here?" I pointed to the pot.

Taehyung shrugged. "I don't know, maybe two minutes?"

"We're supposed to wait twenty minutes, right?" I asked, turning to Taehyung for confirmation.

"I thought it was five minutes...?" he said, reaching for the ripped packet, trying to decipher it once more.

As I watched Taehyung, something kept bothering me.

"Taehyung?" I asked, wringing my hands nervously.

"That's my name," he answered coolly.

"Are we friends?" I asked, boosting myself up onto the counter with my arms.

Taehyung stopped scouring the plastic and threw it in the trash, turning his stare onto me. He walked closer and closer until he stood right in front of me.

Setting either hand on the counter beside my trembling thighs, he responded, "Do you want to be friends?"

With no hesitation, my answer was, "Yes."

He smiled brightly, happiness lighting up his whole face. "Good, then that's what we are."

Even with that vocalized, somehow, we both understood an unspoken 'For now'  lingered in the air.