𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐙 𝐁𝐗𝐁 𝐎.𝐒

[m] w o o s a n

type : smut
top : 우영
bottom : 산

prompt : san becomes wooyoung's 'good lil boy' after a little coInCidEnce and aCcidEnt during a class one day.

   
—— 3rd pov ——

  
 
groaning , knowing what class he had to teach biology to next - choi san readied his papers, pulling up the powerpoint for their next photosynthesis recap lesson.

letting the students in after the bell rang, he ran his hand through his wavy blonde hair - grinning at his class, his dimples showing.

"alright good afternoon 12A5 , lovely to see you all here except for a couple absent, today we're just going back to your work you did last year on photosynthesis; quickly have five minutes to yourselves to discuss the equation" san spoke gently , going to his desk to do the register.

scanning through the absent people, he noted down who were actually out and who were just skipping the first part of the lesson on purpose, putting a red mark against jung wooyoung and park seonghwa's names.

frowning to himself, knowing it was the same people, he gathered his stuff, going back to talking to the class.

"alright! kim doyoung what's the number equation of photosynthesis?" san picked on the younger male, leaning against his desk and smiling at doyoung.

the other just looked up at him blankly, trying to recap it- finally answering.

"6CO2 + 6H2O -> C6H12O6 + 6O2" doyoung said , smiling.

proud of him, san nodded, going to congratulate him until the door was slammed open, crashing against the wall, turning his head to face the door san stood up, glaring at the person in the doorway.

"wassssupp bitcheeees" wooyoung called out, laughing with seonghwa as he walked to his desk, chucking his backpack on the floor before pulling the chair out, causing it to screech loudly, slumping down into it, winking at san. "aye cutie choiiii staring is rude" he snarkily added.

annoyed, san crossed his arms, turning away, writing something down on a piece of paper.

"mr jung see me afterclass. don't speak to a member of staff like that." san spoke lowly, trying to remain calm.

smirking to himself, wooyoung crossed his arms.

"bet"

"no wooyoung, not bet"

"hella bet"

"i said no wooyoung! it's a detention!" san snapped , fully irritated by the boy now, completely ignoring him- teaching the rest of the class about photosynthesis and the xylem and phloem of plants.

about an hour later the bell rang, signalling the end of last period. as bags began rummaging , san spoke whilst letting everyone pack up.

"thank you all for working so well, see you in two days, we'll be recapping anaerobic respiration and the production of ethanol" he smiled, waving goodbye to all the leaving students, leaving all but one.

sighing, furrowing his eyebrows as he scrunched up his nose, san walked back to his desk, resting the palm of his hands on the table.