"So Hyung how was your tour? Did you have fun?" Namjoon asked while driving to a restaurant with his best friend and housemate in tow. TaeHyung was currently at Namjoon's Mom's house so he could rest easy and catch up with his hyung.
"Ahhh it was so fun but I was sooo tired after everything! I'm sad it's over though, my fans are really quite sweet." Yoongi said reminiscing, his voice muffled from a mask to protect his identity. His fans were very sweet when they wanted to be. But they had a dark side as well.
"I'm glad, you know how people can be. Well I'm mostly excited for the drinks." Namjoon replied.
"As am I" Yoongi said, his voice now clearer because he took off his black face mask, now sitting at the booth in a restaurant.
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"Hoseok, after today I need a drink. Let's go somewhere, Hyung'll pay." Seokjin said to his best friend while they were in their shared apartment. "Of course one of us will have to be the DD."
A beat of silence.
"Rock, Paper, Scissors?"
_[time skip]_
"So, do you want to tell me anything else about that 'Kim Namjoon' you met today? Or will he be a mystery for me to solve when I get his kid next year?" Hoseok, like Seokjin, was a teacher. He taught in the same school that Seokjin did. They had been roommates in college before they got their degrees and decided to live together full time.
"Look, when you do get his kid next year, you better treat that angel right. He deserves to be loved." Seokjin said aggressively, he loved TaeHyung as much as a teacher can love his student. He did feel a deeper connection to the child, but he always had a favorite in each class.
"Geez, ok Hyung I will, god you sound really wound up. Are you sure you're okay?" Hoseok asked, almost unsure of what kind of answer he'll get.
"I think I just need some kind of stress reliever, I dealt with 25 kids and their parents make it hard to concentrate sometimes. Some of them just keep looking at me like I'm food, and it's very unnerving to me." He answered truthfully, as a weight felt like it was being lifted off his broad shoulders.
"Geez, you really do need a drink. We'll get relaxed soon, so pucker up buttercup cause we're here!" Hoseok ended the sentence with a sing-song tone, trying to de-stress his hyung. "You know, maybe we'll find you somebody to flirt with, get your mind off things. It's Friday, so you don't have to be in until Monday."
Those words filled Seokjin up with a little hope. As much as he loved those kids, they are kids. They're just tiring.
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"Oh you think that guy is hot? Bro go talk to him!" Namjoon said a little too loudly while pointing.
"Oh say it a little louder, I don't think he heard you." Yoongi spat back at him. The tan man at the table across caught his attention with the way he strut over to his seat.
See, Yoongi- He was a raging gay man, but the idol world didn't know that. And they never will.
So walking up to someone with that much charisma would be very tiring. But, if the man walked over to him, that would be a different story.
Over to the table where the tan man was, he was in fact, panicking.
After Seokjin had gone to the bathroom, he looked around and spotted a certain blond guy who he had thought looked very pretty. But he happens to be sitting with another guy, so Hoseok won't bother him. But he was panicking because after a closer look at the blond, he figured out who he was. Min Yoongi, AKA Agust D, AKA SUGA, AKA Gloss, the person who had been haunting his dreams with the verses he fired out from his pouty mouth.
And he couldn't do anything after that, only wait for Seokjin to get his ass out of the bathroom.
'Jinnie-Hyung, I cannot believe what you have done. In my time of crisis, you had to take a shit. Dear Lord what have I gotten myself into, MIN YOONGI AKA AGUST D AKA SUGA AKA GLOSS IS THREE TABLES AWAY FROM ME AND IM TOO SCARED TO SAY ANYTHING. PLEASE HYUNG COME BACK SOON!'
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Seokjin was walking back to his table with Hoseok when he heard a familiar voice.
"I swear Hyung he was so pretty! I almost died when I saw his face, and his shoulders were so broad I couldn't believe he was real!"
The familiar voice said, ending the sentence with a whisper, almost not wanting to be heard.
Unfortunately, for the voice, Seokjin heard.
As he turned to corner he caught a glimpse of who was speaking. And it turned out to be-
As soon as Seokjin saw him, he turned right back around the corner, chest heaving while he turned into a bundle of nerves.
'HoLy fuUUCk Kim Namjoon is here, and he's talking to someone, okay, when you walk to the table with Hoseok, just pretend you don't see him. I'll just pretend I didn't see him and then, if he wants to talk of course, we'll have a nice conversation, yeah, that'll work just fine.'
He straightens himself and walks around the corner. He sees Namjoon look at him through the corner of his eye and watches his reaction. 'Hah, he looks so flustered, how cute~' Seokjin thought to himself.
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Heeey loves~ how ya doing? It's 3am and I'm tired soooooooooooooooooo ٩( 'ω' )و
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Mr. Kim
FanfictionKim Seokjin, in all of his years of teaching pre-k, never thought he would be plagued with the thought of having a crush on one of his pupil's father, but things happen for a reason, right? Kim Namjoon thinks his son's teacher is hot, and he doesn't...
