(Completed) Mr. Kim

15 Fifteen

"Can you like not." I say to Mr. Kim, wincing every so often as he presses the alcohol filled towel onto the bruises and cuts on my face.

"I'll have to if you want these to heal correctly." He says, his focus on my wounds.
I was in the infirmary, the both of us here by ourselves as the nurses had gone home early because of an unknown reason.

The others had gotten a slap on the wrist, saying that they're only not allowed to step foot here for three days instead of the regular suspension period, which was a year or less.

"Mr. Kim-"
"Please, call me Taehyung."
"Uh, why?"
"Well, it's my name of course, and I consider us friends."
Friends huh? Friends my ass.

But I've heard that name before,

"I bet that Taehyung wants to do that to you."

My eyes are locked on Taehyung now, one question in mind.
Could this be the Taehyung Jimin was talking about?

Suddenly, Taehyung meets my gaze, startling me.
"Why are you staring at me so intensely?"
As he asks this he slightly moves forward, making me lean back a little, nervous.

"I just had a question in mind, that's all."
Taehyung stops treating my wounds, suddenly interested.
"What was the question about?"
Unwillingly, I blushed, feeling awkward as Taehyung continued to lean forward. The question was about if you wanted to fuck me. Pretty appropriate to ask huh?

"Nothing important. You can treat my wounds now?" I say in the form of a question, backing up towards the wall behind the bed that we were on, watching as Taehyung continued to lean in, a sly smile on his face.

This was a new side of him that I was starting to see more of.
"Are you embarrassed Kookie?"
"K-Kookie?" I ask, blushing more as I realized that I stuttered. What is wrong with me?!!
"Your new nickname. It seems to me that, you're attracted to me, am I right?"

My cheeks turned flaming red, Taehyung's breath against my lips as he talked.
He is good looking, but I don't like him.
I can't like anybody, but if his lips were ever on mine-

"No! Of course not! You're my professor!! A teacher at my college!! That'd be illegal!!"
I was full on panicking, wondering if he was going to kiss me or not.

Taehyung noticed my reaction, and backed away a little bit, giving me room to breathe and think.

"So? If I were ever to do something here with a student all I'd have to do was quit my job. I mean, they're not underaged."
My eyes widened, suddenly even more confused with Taehyung's behavior.
What is he going on about?

"You'd do something with a student?? And you'll quit your job!! Just like that?!"
Taehyung looks away from me, the playful mood gone in an instant.

"I love teaching people, but this wasn't exactly my dream job. I'm really just waiting for an excuse to quit. Besides, I do like a student here currently."

I looked at him, feeling weirded out that we were talking about 'crushes' with each other. Him being my profesor and all. It was weird.

"Uh, well, good luck on that I guess." I said awkwardly, wondering why my walls were falling down in front of him.

He nods, but then looks at his hands sadly.
"They won't like my back though. It's one sided."
Uncertainly, I look down at my own hands, already having a feeling on the person that he likes.

"Well, I hope that they change their mind about that."

Stupid Jungkook.

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Lynn~~