TEACHER'S PET (KTH)

(13) punishment

I sit in Mr. Kim's class and work on my project nervously, hoping yesterday's events don't lead me into any punishment too bad. I continue to try and focus on my artwork.

A painting actually.

We watched, as a class, the entire movie The Titanic and had to create our own art in any medium based on it. It's just a fun project to give us a break and be more creative.

I try to ignore the burning stare of my teacher as I proceed in painting on some more oil onto the canvas in front of me, a recreation on the sinking ship half painted already in different muted colors.

I try not to pay attention to my teacher who is now standing directly behind me, leaning down to my level to look at what I've painted so far.

I try not to mess up while his eyes are on me.

He straightens up and just as I think he's about to walk away, he grips one of my shoulders and leans down even closer to my ear.

His thumb rubs me slowly and I can feel myself tense up.

"Hey I have an idea," he says, "why don't we recreate that scene in the Titanic where Jack paints Rose naked?"

I stumble with my paint brush and look at him, wide eyed.

"Mr. Kim, you're my art teacher."

I feel my face blush dark and I start to nervously sweat at my sudden, rather loud words and the fact I'm now facing him, his face only about three inches from my own.

His dark gaze returns to his natural teacher like state and he straightens up while giving me a pat on the shoulder.

"What do you mean? Of course I'm your teacher. And I meant to recreate the painting of them- Jack painting Rose. For the assignment, silly." He chuckles innocently.

I freeze up, feeling embarrassed but still don't think that's what he really meant when he said it.

"What goes on in that head of yours, hm?" He smirks and tilts his head.

"I- uh, nothing. Just got... confused." I nervously laugh it off and go back to painting.

Oh God- just wait till I tell them at lunch about this

"He's going to wreck your holes." Jimin says.

"Resize them." Yoongi adds.

"Jimin! Don't scare her." Jin rubs my back comfortingly.

Jin leans into my side to whisper.

"Don't worry about what they're saying," He pulls away and continues louder, "-instead , worry about how far you can get that massive cock down your thro-"

"PARDON?" Jungkook gasps as he sits at our table.

"Our bad girl here is getting a little punishment from Mr. Art Teacher Daddy." Jimin giggles.

"I- never call him that again." I laugh, biting Jin's leftover pizza crust.

"A punishment? Did you get detention?" Jungkook raises an eyebrow.

"Nope but I'm sure whatever it is it'll be harder than detention." I joke, winking at them.

Jin blinks a few times not getting the joke.

Jimin pipes up.

"Hard, Jin. Hard. She's implying his massive co-"

"Okay! Thank you, Park Jimin!" I quickly end his sentence.