And then we'll be okay [Chanyeol/Lu Han, Chanyeol/Suho]
And then we'll be okay
EXO | Chanyeol/Lu Han, Chanyeol/Suho | PG | 1,201w
Fluff
Professor Park is so hot he has students flirting with him left and right.
For Kinny and Lynn.
"Hi Professor Park," Lu Han greets, batting her eyelashes prettily at him. She presses her palms flat on top of his desk, leaning in such a way that makes her curves and the stretch of her legs more attractive. "I hope you didn't make the test today too hard."
"It's only hard if you didn't study." Chanyeol laughs. "But you did study, didn't you, Lu Han?" he says, an encouragement in his tone as he packs the previous class' test papers. "I see you in the library all the time."
Lu Han lights up, blinking rapidly, knowing very well that her long lashes fanning down her cheeks is attractive. She's experienced Jongdae, one of the upperclassmen, leer at her when she does it. "You look for me in the library, professor?" She beams and leans on his desk, hoping he'd look down to her boobs. She'd put in extra padding that day.
But Chanyeol merely shakes his finger at her. "You should go back to your seat," he tells her good-naturedly. "Class is about to start." He takes the set of test papers to be administered to this class out of its folder.
"You'll give me extra credit, won't you, professor?" Lu Han insists, still showing her cleavage. She's not going to give up that easily.
Chanyeol just laughs again. "Well let's see how you do on your test and then we'll see if you need extra credit," he gives in, shaking his head. He knows what Lu Han is doing. She's been doing it for the entire semester.
"I'm really good at extra credit, songsaengnim," Lu Han smiles seductively.
Chanyeol blushes in spite of himself. He clears his throat and steadies his gaze on the test papers. "Class is about to start, Lu Han" he repeats, straightening up to address the class. "Go and take your seat."
Lu Han pouts but saunters back to her seat, her short skirt swishing back and forth as she shakes her hips. She gets pulled rather harshly down to her seat by her best friend, Joonmyun. The edges of her mouth are pulled down to a frown.
"You're such a flirt," Joonmyun hisses, pulling at her arm to make her sit properly.
"I don't care. He's hot," Lu Han returns with a shrug, taking her arm back from her. "He's Park 'so fucking hot he's the man of my dreams' Chanyeol and I am going to flirt with him and no one is going to stop me."
"He's your professor!" Joonmyun snaps, clenching her fists. "You shouldn't be so forward. He can get into trouble." Lu Han huffs then raises an eyebrow at Joonmyun. She watches her friend until she squirms in her seat. "What?" Joonmyun practically growls.
Lu Han tilts her head as she studies her. "What is it to you if he gets into trouble?" she wonders. "You've never cared before when I ogled at other boys or when I practically draped myself on Professor Wu's lap. What's so different about Professor Park?"
Joonmyun's eyes widen. "He's our teacher. What you're doing can get him out of a job and you don't care?"
Lu Han narrows her eyes at her because she didn't answer the question. But she just shrugs and faces the blackboard. Professor Park is starting to hand out the test papers. "I'm not doing anything really untoward," she says. "I just want him to know I find him attractive," Lu Han adds, "which he totally is." She giggles as Chanyeol looks up and calls her attention to stop chatting with her classmates. Lu Han merely smiles in apology and crosses and uncrosses her legs. "I wouldn't mind fucking him--"
"Shut up," Joonmyun hisses, gripping her pen tightly. Her cheeks are red as she turns away from her friend.
Joonmyun doesn't speak to Lu Han for the rest of the class, even after the test is over, and slips away easily when class is done. She doesn't even say bye.
Joonmyun enters the apartment, throwing her bag on the couch and huffing as she goes to the kitchen. It's a bad day. It's an annoying day. And it would be nice if there was something to take the annoyance off. She opens the fridge and brightens a bit when she sees a bottle of beer. Drinking beer sounds like a good plan. She uncaps it, throwing the crown to the sink, and presses the mouth to her lips to drink it. But the bottle is swiped from her hand before she can even get just a tiny drop of it.
She blinks at the sudden emptiness of her hand before looking up and frowning severely. She watches as the beer is placed on the counter. Making a face, she turns away from the beer thief and tries to slip out of the kitchen. She's almost successful, except a hand is grabbing her wrist and is stopping her.
"You disappeared after class. I was looking for you."
Joonmyun merely purses her lips.
"You're mad at me."
It's a simple statement, but Joonmyun has never found it truer. So she doesn't refute it and stays quiet.
"What did I do?" There's a pause. "Was it because of class earlier? If it was because of what happened before the test, I really didn't--"
Joonmyun's eyes snap up. "You were flirting!" She lifts her hand to point. "You know you can't do that! You can get into trouble! A student flirting with a teacher--"
"Joonmyun."
It's only her name and yet she deflates. Her wrist is let go and she looks up again. "Chanyeol, you know you can get into trouble--"
"I won't," Chanyeol assures her, pulling her close to him. He runs his fingers through her hair to soothe her. Joonmyun sighs. "I won't," he repeats. "And I wasn't flirting with her."
Joonmyun pulls away and narrows her eyes at him. "You were," she accuses. "You blushed and Lu Han was going on and on about how she wanted to fuck you and--"
"Joonmyun," Chanyeol coughs, trying to stop her.
"And I couldn't do anything!" Joonmyun barrels on. She throws her hands up in the air in resignation. "Just like I can't do anything when all those other girls in class press themselves to you with their boobs practically hanging out and--UGH!" She stomps her foot like the mature adult that she is.
Chanyeol pulls her close back to him, a chuckle leaving his lips. "You remember what I keep telling you?" he whispers, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head.
Joonmyun closes her eyes and sighs. "Just one semester left," she recites.
"Just this last semester," Chanyeol confirms. "And then we'll be okay." He pulls away slightly to meet her gaze. "And then you can do whatever you want with those girls," he tells her, "within reason, of course."
She blows out a breath, her cheeks puffing out. "Just a couple more weeks," she says quietly as if telling herself. She nods and looks at him. "Okay," she surrenders. "Okay. It will be okay."
"Things will be better," he corrects her, hugging her once more and Joonmyun lets herself fall into the embrace.
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EXO | Chanyeol/Lu Han, Chanyeol/Suho | PG | 1,201w
Fluff
Professor Park is so hot he has students flirting with him left and right.
For Kinny and Lynn.
"Hi Professor Park," Lu Han greets, batting her eyelashes prettily at him. She presses her palms flat on top of his desk, leaning in such a way that makes her curves and the stretch of her legs more attractive. "I hope you didn't make the test today too hard."
"It's only hard if you didn't study." Chanyeol laughs. "But you did study, didn't you, Lu Han?" he says, an encouragement in his tone as he packs the previous class' test papers. "I see you in the library all the time."
Lu Han lights up, blinking rapidly, knowing very well that her long lashes fanning down her cheeks is attractive. She's experienced Jongdae, one of the upperclassmen, leer at her when she does it. "You look for me in the library, professor?" She beams and leans on his desk, hoping he'd look down to her boobs. She'd put in extra padding that day.
But Chanyeol merely shakes his finger at her. "You should go back to your seat," he tells her good-naturedly. "Class is about to start." He takes the set of test papers to be administered to this class out of its folder.
"You'll give me extra credit, won't you, professor?" Lu Han insists, still showing her cleavage. She's not going to give up that easily.
Chanyeol just laughs again. "Well let's see how you do on your test and then we'll see if you need extra credit," he gives in, shaking his head. He knows what Lu Han is doing. She's been doing it for the entire semester.
"I'm really good at extra credit, songsaengnim," Lu Han smiles seductively.
Chanyeol blushes in spite of himself. He clears his throat and steadies his gaze on the test papers. "Class is about to start, Lu Han" he repeats, straightening up to address the class. "Go and take your seat."
Lu Han pouts but saunters back to her seat, her short skirt swishing back and forth as she shakes her hips. She gets pulled rather harshly down to her seat by her best friend, Joonmyun. The edges of her mouth are pulled down to a frown.
"You're such a flirt," Joonmyun hisses, pulling at her arm to make her sit properly.
"I don't care. He's hot," Lu Han returns with a shrug, taking her arm back from her. "He's Park 'so fucking hot he's the man of my dreams' Chanyeol and I am going to flirt with him and no one is going to stop me."
"He's your professor!" Joonmyun snaps, clenching her fists. "You shouldn't be so forward. He can get into trouble." Lu Han huffs then raises an eyebrow at Joonmyun. She watches her friend until she squirms in her seat. "What?" Joonmyun practically growls.
Lu Han tilts her head as she studies her. "What is it to you if he gets into trouble?" she wonders. "You've never cared before when I ogled at other boys or when I practically draped myself on Professor Wu's lap. What's so different about Professor Park?"
Joonmyun's eyes widen. "He's our teacher. What you're doing can get him out of a job and you don't care?"
Lu Han narrows her eyes at her because she didn't answer the question. But she just shrugs and faces the blackboard. Professor Park is starting to hand out the test papers. "I'm not doing anything really untoward," she says. "I just want him to know I find him attractive," Lu Han adds, "which he totally is." She giggles as Chanyeol looks up and calls her attention to stop chatting with her classmates. Lu Han merely smiles in apology and crosses and uncrosses her legs. "I wouldn't mind fucking him--"
"Shut up," Joonmyun hisses, gripping her pen tightly. Her cheeks are red as she turns away from her friend.
Joonmyun doesn't speak to Lu Han for the rest of the class, even after the test is over, and slips away easily when class is done. She doesn't even say bye.
Joonmyun enters the apartment, throwing her bag on the couch and huffing as she goes to the kitchen. It's a bad day. It's an annoying day. And it would be nice if there was something to take the annoyance off. She opens the fridge and brightens a bit when she sees a bottle of beer. Drinking beer sounds like a good plan. She uncaps it, throwing the crown to the sink, and presses the mouth to her lips to drink it. But the bottle is swiped from her hand before she can even get just a tiny drop of it.
She blinks at the sudden emptiness of her hand before looking up and frowning severely. She watches as the beer is placed on the counter. Making a face, she turns away from the beer thief and tries to slip out of the kitchen. She's almost successful, except a hand is grabbing her wrist and is stopping her.
"You disappeared after class. I was looking for you."
Joonmyun merely purses her lips.
"You're mad at me."
It's a simple statement, but Joonmyun has never found it truer. So she doesn't refute it and stays quiet.
"What did I do?" There's a pause. "Was it because of class earlier? If it was because of what happened before the test, I really didn't--"
Joonmyun's eyes snap up. "You were flirting!" She lifts her hand to point. "You know you can't do that! You can get into trouble! A student flirting with a teacher--"
"Joonmyun."
It's only her name and yet she deflates. Her wrist is let go and she looks up again. "Chanyeol, you know you can get into trouble--"
"I won't," Chanyeol assures her, pulling her close to him. He runs his fingers through her hair to soothe her. Joonmyun sighs. "I won't," he repeats. "And I wasn't flirting with her."
Joonmyun pulls away and narrows her eyes at him. "You were," she accuses. "You blushed and Lu Han was going on and on about how she wanted to fuck you and--"
"Joonmyun," Chanyeol coughs, trying to stop her.
"And I couldn't do anything!" Joonmyun barrels on. She throws her hands up in the air in resignation. "Just like I can't do anything when all those other girls in class press themselves to you with their boobs practically hanging out and--UGH!" She stomps her foot like the mature adult that she is.
Chanyeol pulls her close back to him, a chuckle leaving his lips. "You remember what I keep telling you?" he whispers, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head.
Joonmyun closes her eyes and sighs. "Just one semester left," she recites.
"Just this last semester," Chanyeol confirms. "And then we'll be okay." He pulls away slightly to meet her gaze. "And then you can do whatever you want with those girls," he tells her, "within reason, of course."
She blows out a breath, her cheeks puffing out. "Just a couple more weeks," she says quietly as if telling herself. She nods and looks at him. "Okay," she surrenders. "Okay. It will be okay."
"Things will be better," he corrects her, hugging her once more and Joonmyun lets herself fall into the embrace.
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