Effect

⑩With You No

 
"Do you want coffee?" Jeongguk asked as they entered the house.

"I think we should just talk so I can leave." Taehyung strolled towards the living room and sat on the couch as the younger stared at him with gloomy eyes.

He sighed and bowed his head as he neared him with heavy steps. "Mr. Kim, I'm really sorry for what I did. It was over the line and I shouldn't have done that."

"Why did you do it, though? What were you trying to prove?"

"I didn't—I mean, you j-just said that you don't like me like t-that but then why did you..." he trailed off as he peeped at him.

"Why did I what?"

Jeongguk shifted in his seat uneasily, not knowing if he should say what he heard from Jimin the other day. "Do you r-really not like me like that?"

"Jeongguk, when you ask me these kinds of things, you're crossing the line again. Don't do that. I've already answered you."

"But then why d-did you... why did you get h-hard?" Jeongguk mumbled bashfully. He touched his flushed cheeks with the back of his hand, still looking down.

"Would you be able to control your body when someone touches your fucking thigh?"

"With you no," he murmured so quietly Taehyung didn't hear him.

"What?"

Jeongguk ventured to raise his head, ignoring the flaming heat on his cheeks, and laid his eyes on him. "I said with you no."

Taehyung stiffened at his remark but was unable to whisk his gaze away from him. "Jeongguk, you can't say things like these to me. And you most certainly can't ask to help me with my fucking... problem. I think you forgot that I'm your teacher."

"I remember it every day. Don't worry about that."

"Then why are you doing this? Why can't you just be like my other students and stop screwing with my mind?" he snarled, outright frustrated.

The words startled Jeongguk as he didn't think that his little test would have this kind of effect on him. "I'm sorry," he breathed out. "I feel really bad about what I did. Do you hate me?"

And Taehyung could only sigh. "I don't hate you. I'm sorry for yelling at you. I just couldn't understand why you did that."

Jeongguk felt so overwhelmed with everything. He liked his teacher in a way he shouldn't and tested him to see his reaction, making him furious by his actions. Thinking about all those things, tears overflowed his eyes as he stared at the floor, hands clutched together.

"Jeongguk, don't," Taehyung whispered the moment he noticed his tearful eyes and shut his own, unable to bear the sight.

"Can you leave?"

"Am I really supposed to leave you alone when you're crying?" Hearing his choked voice, Taehyung scooted closer, wanting to pull the boy in his hug to comfort him, but halted abruptly. He didn't have the right to comfort him.

"Yes."

"Why are you even crying?" Taehyung asked with such a soft voice it made the other squeeze his eyes shut, trying to contain himself from breaking down completely in front of him. "Should I call one of your friends?"

"No."

Taehyung heaved a long sigh as he saw another wave of tears course down his face. He hated seeing the younger cry. It brought unexpected sorrow deep in his chest, the reason unknown. "Should I get you anything? Water, food even?"

"No."

Taehyung stayed mute for a stretch as he thought about what else to say. "Should we play overwatch?"