The Math Teacher ~ A Kim Taehyung Fan Fiction

Vacation

My brother was a pro. At what, you ask? Pissing me off. Once again, he forgot to mention the fact that we were going on a weekend trip. To a beach hotel. He also forgot to mention that Taehyung was tagging along.

So there I was, sitting in the back seat of Jin's Kia, looking out the window at the familiar small blue house. I watched as Taehyung stood up from the porch chair. Grinning, he waved at us. He bounded down the white steps with his bag and opened the passenger door.

"Not today, Taetae. My bags ride shotgun," Jin said, motioning to the luggage occupying the front seat. Taehyung pouted then got in the back seat next to me. Jin snickered.

He smiled, eyes turning into crescents. "Hey."

"Hey...Taetae." I laughed evilly. Taehyung made a cute angry face, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.

"Hey, Jin. What's our plan of action when we arrive at our destination?" I asked.

"Sit on the beach and soak up the sweet rays of the sun." Jin pulled out some sunglasses from...somewhere and slipped them on.

"Sounds good to me!" Taehyung chirped.

"It's a two hour drive, so sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride." Jin pulled out of the driveway.

Not fifteen minutes later, I saw Taehyung's head roll back over the head rest. From experience I knew that that's the most uncomfortable position ever.

"How heavy of a sleeper is Taehyung, Jin?" I asked, leaning around the seat to look at him through the rear view mirror.

"The room could be falling down around him and he wouldn't even stir," Jin answered. "Why?"

I grunted. "Just curious."

With that in mind, I took Taehyung's shoulders and maneuvered him so his head was on my lap and his seat belt was underneath him. Admiring his regal features, I laid a hand on his chest and watched a TV show on my phone.

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"We're here!" Jin sang, pulling into a parking spot. Taking my headphones out, I looked around. The hotel was a sand color with lots of windows, plants, lights, and ledges. It was only two stories but it was stretched out. Jin got out and headed toward the entrance, probably to check in.

"That's funny," a voice rumbled. "I don't recall falling asleep in this position." I looked down to see Taehyung staring up at me with a small grin.

"I've heard younger people are more susceptible to dementia," I countered, returning the grin.

"Ya'know...I've always dreamed of this."

"What?"

"Waking up and seeing your face." His brown eyes pierced through me. Part of me wondered if he could read my thoughts.

"Was that a compliment, Mr. Kim?" I asked lightly, raising an eyebrow.

Taehyung hummed. "More like a confession, Miss Y/N." He sat upright as my heart clenched. I opened my door, got out, then stretched. Taehyung was doing the same thing.

Jin traipsed out of the hotel with key cards in his hand. "Room 224. Let's'a'go!" He tossed me a card and I slipped it into my back pocket. We loaded up with our luggage and hobbled to the elevator. Jin somehow managed to click the elevator arrow with three bags in his grasp. After finding our room, Jin unlocked the door with a CLICK.

Our room was mostly a light blue with cream and an array of different browns. To our right a huge bathroom. To our left a cozy kitchen. Dead ahead two beds and huge TV. And an amazing view of the beach and ocean.

Whooping, Taehyung drooped his nags and belly-flopped onto one of the cream beds. Jin moved to the kitchen, setting a bad down on the counter. He had brought food from home. Bless him.

I walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window  facing the beach. Umbrellas and people dotted the white sand. It'd be impossible to find a good spot this late in the morning.

"Beautiful," a deep voice said from behind. I jumped slightly which earned a chuckle from Taehyung.

"The ocean? Yeah, it is." I returned to admiring the view outside.

"I wasn't talking about the ocean." Before I could ask what he meant, Jin called from the kitchen.

"It's time to get our beach on, ladies!"