(FIC) Chemistry & Heartache
The blonde, barely twenty one, man walked slowly down the long corridor, determination etched into his mind, his delicate features betraying his determined mind. He shuddered in fear at the thought of walking into the large room where thirty or so teenagers would look up at him with expecting eyes.
The man stopped outside his designated room, he peeked in through the small window in the door hesitantly, taking a long look at the many faces in there. He mentally cursed himself for ever getting himself into such a mess.
“Ah, Mr. Kim is it?” A gruff voice asked startling the blonde causing the older to chuckle softly. The blonde turned around to see a taller older man standing in front of him smiling charmingly. The younger registered the question he was asked before me for nodding his head nervously.
“Well you are a lot younger than I expected but nonetheless I’m sure the animals will love you. It might be nice to have someone closer to their age that can relate to them easier around. Oh by the way I’m Mr. Choi the principal but you can call me Siwon,” The man put his hand out for the blonde to shake. The younger obediently followed suit, smiling awkwardly.
“Y-Y-You c-can call m-me J-J-Jaejoong,” The younger stuttered out, mentally slapping himself for sounding so weak and scared. Siwon however just smiled placing his hand on the younger man’s shoulder, squeezing it encouragingly and opening the door, walking confidently into the large room.
“Good morning 10A, this is your substitute teacher for the next month while Mrs. Lee is recovering from her broken leg. Class I would like you to meet Mr. Kim,” Siwon addressed the class formerly, some of the boys groaned at having another male teacher when Mrs. Lee was hot, the girls however perked up hoping for a good looking male teacher.
Siwon looked to the motionless Jaejoong who was still standing outside the classroom petrified. The older man covered his mouth to hide the grin that had formed on his lips. He walked over and placed his hands on Jaejoong’s shoulders before dragging the other into the classroom.
The girls squealed and cheered that they had a young gorgeous teacher. Some of the male students’ jaws dropped in amazement that this man was a man.
“He’s so hot!”
“He’s too adorable for words!”
“Awww look at him he’s so nervous.”
“AWWWWW!”
Jaejoong waved to the class mechanically causing the girls to squeal even more. The principal rolled his eyes before leaving the young teacher to his new class.
“U-U-U-Um… I’m ah um Kim J-Jaejoong b-but y-you can call me J-Jaejoong…” The young blonde trailed off as a new wave of nervousness to impress these kids washed over his small frame. He placed the folder he had in his hands onto the desk and leaned against it awkwardly. He bit his bottom lip out of habit until he thought of something intelligent to say.
“Um… so how about I tell you a little bit about myself and you do the same when I call your name on the register, sound good?” Jaejoong asked, not knowing if it was a good idea or not but just ran with it anyway.
“So um as you know my name is Kim Jaejoong and I’m your new English teacher. I just turned twenty one a few months ago, I love to cook, my favourite sport is hockey hehe I know it’s weird but I love it, I grew up in the States and came here when I was sixteen with my older brother, um I live in an apartment with my best friend, I have a girlfriend whose two years older than me,” Jaejoong was cut off by the whole population of the girls in the class room ‘awwing’ in sadness. It made Jaejoong smile cheekily causing the room’s mood to lighten.
“I’m just kidding, I don’t have a girlfriend but um yeah that’s really me. So um okay who do we have here, Ae Sang-hee, can you tell me a bit about yourself?” Jaejoong asked a girl with short, dark brown hair. She looked rather nervous but accepted the task without any complaints.
The process went on relatively smooth, there were only a few hiccups when some of the male students kept on answering poorly. Jaejoong looked back down to the list and saw the name he wasn’t looking forward to asking about.
“Um is Jung Yunho here?” The blonde male asked gaining no response from the class. He looked up, his eyes scanning the class room for a face he didn’t know but would become familiar with soon enough. Abruptly the door opened and a tall, tan skinned boy with medium length, brunette locks walked into the class room, a red hooded jacket over his white school shirt stunning the blonde beauty that was still leaning against the desk.
Jaejoong’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open as he gazed at the gorgeous man, he could feel his heart begin to beat rapidly in his chest and his cheeks heat up. He prayed with all his heart that this wasn’t Jung Yunho but god would have otherwise.
“U-U-U-Um… ah… um… y-you’re… um… late?” Jaejoong stuttered, his eyes still glued to the taller boy. He cursed his voice when the words left his lips sounding so much like a question than a statement.
The tall boy turned to look at where the voice had came from; he stared at the beautiful blonde leaning on the desk before snapping out of his trance. He blinked his eyes a few times trying to find the voice that had died in his throat when he laid eyes onto the man.
“Um... yeah you’re not stating anything I don’t already know. Name’s Yunho, Jung Yunho,” The boy said cockily, he smiled to the older before walking over to a free chair next to his best friends.
Jaejoong felt his cheeks fluster so he turned around quickly and hung his head. All thoughts in his head were telling him to get the hell out of there but his stupid limbs wouldn’t obey him. Sighing he turned around to look the boy in the eyes.
“Okay Jung Yunho, since you’re here now you can take that hoodie off, bring it up here and then tell me a bit about yourself,” Jaejoong stated, hoping his voice sounded like a teacher rather than a scared and helpless boy.
“Oh sweetheart sorry to break that pretty little heart of yours but I don’t swing that way,” Yunho retorted, a cocky smirk forming on his handsome features. The male population of the class burst out into laughter while some of the girls cheered and others sobbed quietly.
Jaejoong’s jaw fell agape and he was completely speechless, no coherent thought could form in his head as he stood at the front of the class room with his eyes wide and mouth open.
Yunho chuckled to himself, looking at one of his friend’s who was nearly dying of laughter. He looked up to see the expression on the teacher’s face when he felt something in his stomach make him feel giddy.
“That’s so cute,” Yunho mumbled to himself, his eyes transfixed onto the older man who was now trying to compose himself. His cheeks had become a deep shade of red and he was gazing at the ground embarrassed.
“I-I didn’t mean it like that…” Jaejoong murmured causing the class to quiet down as they looked at the adorable pout on the older man’s beautiful face.
“Oh my god he’s so cute!”
“I just want to pinch his cheeks!”
“AHHH~ Lookie lookie lookie how cute that is ahhh!”
Yunho sighed to himself defeated, he stood up walking to the front of the class room taking his hoodie off extra slowly as he got closer to the teacher. He made sure the teacher’s eyes were on him the whole time he was taking it off, the hooded jacket slid off revealing the white school shirt.
Jaejoong felt his eyes being drawn to the sculpted body beneath the shirt. He noted school shirts were rather see through. He swallowed the invisible lump in his throat when he looked up at the taller who was now towering over him a few inches away.
“Better now sweetheart?” Yunho asked, fighting the urge to burst out into laughter at the young teacher who looked at him dumbstruck. Jaejoong managed to regain some strength and pushed the younger out of his personal space.
“Okay so you want to know about me, not much to tell. Well I’m not gay sweetheart, so you can get all thoughts of me out of your head. I’m going to be eighteen next week and I love to dance. Hey if you want to know anymore about me you’re going to have to work for it,” Yunho stated before walking confidently back to his seat where both of his friends are purple from laughing so hard.
‘Neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo
You want me, You've fallen for me, You're crazy over me
he eonal su eobseo I got you- Under my skin
You can't escape I got you- Under my skin
neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo
You want me, You've fallen for me, You're crazy over me
neon na-ye no ye I got you- Under my skin
You're my slave, I got you under my skin’
The blonde teacher’s face went pale as he heard the sound of his ringtone echoing through the class room. He felt a blush creep up his neck as he quickly pulled out his phone, rolling his eyes when he saw the caller ID.
“Yoochunnie… what?... YOU DID WHAT?!... I told y-… mmm… Yoochun I’m warning you when I get home I’m stran-… what? Yes so? Chunnie I told you stay out of ad- ah those types of stores last time I was ah… that’s it PARK YOOCHUN YOU ARE DEAD!” Jaejoong slammed his phone shut before shoving it in his pocket furiously. He looked up to see the students staring at him with amused expressions on their faces. He laughed awkwardly before his teeth found their way back to his bottom lip.
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PART 2
The man stopped outside his designated room, he peeked in through the small window in the door hesitantly, taking a long look at the many faces in there. He mentally cursed himself for ever getting himself into such a mess.
“Ah, Mr. Kim is it?” A gruff voice asked startling the blonde causing the older to chuckle softly. The blonde turned around to see a taller older man standing in front of him smiling charmingly. The younger registered the question he was asked before me for nodding his head nervously.
“Well you are a lot younger than I expected but nonetheless I’m sure the animals will love you. It might be nice to have someone closer to their age that can relate to them easier around. Oh by the way I’m Mr. Choi the principal but you can call me Siwon,” The man put his hand out for the blonde to shake. The younger obediently followed suit, smiling awkwardly.
“Y-Y-You c-can call m-me J-J-Jaejoong,” The younger stuttered out, mentally slapping himself for sounding so weak and scared. Siwon however just smiled placing his hand on the younger man’s shoulder, squeezing it encouragingly and opening the door, walking confidently into the large room.
“Good morning 10A, this is your substitute teacher for the next month while Mrs. Lee is recovering from her broken leg. Class I would like you to meet Mr. Kim,” Siwon addressed the class formerly, some of the boys groaned at having another male teacher when Mrs. Lee was hot, the girls however perked up hoping for a good looking male teacher.
Siwon looked to the motionless Jaejoong who was still standing outside the classroom petrified. The older man covered his mouth to hide the grin that had formed on his lips. He walked over and placed his hands on Jaejoong’s shoulders before dragging the other into the classroom.
The girls squealed and cheered that they had a young gorgeous teacher. Some of the male students’ jaws dropped in amazement that this man was a man.
“He’s so hot!”
“He’s too adorable for words!”
“Awww look at him he’s so nervous.”
“AWWWWW!”
Jaejoong waved to the class mechanically causing the girls to squeal even more. The principal rolled his eyes before leaving the young teacher to his new class.
“U-U-U-Um… I’m ah um Kim J-Jaejoong b-but y-you can call me J-Jaejoong…” The young blonde trailed off as a new wave of nervousness to impress these kids washed over his small frame. He placed the folder he had in his hands onto the desk and leaned against it awkwardly. He bit his bottom lip out of habit until he thought of something intelligent to say.
“Um… so how about I tell you a little bit about myself and you do the same when I call your name on the register, sound good?” Jaejoong asked, not knowing if it was a good idea or not but just ran with it anyway.
“So um as you know my name is Kim Jaejoong and I’m your new English teacher. I just turned twenty one a few months ago, I love to cook, my favourite sport is hockey hehe I know it’s weird but I love it, I grew up in the States and came here when I was sixteen with my older brother, um I live in an apartment with my best friend, I have a girlfriend whose two years older than me,” Jaejoong was cut off by the whole population of the girls in the class room ‘awwing’ in sadness. It made Jaejoong smile cheekily causing the room’s mood to lighten.
“I’m just kidding, I don’t have a girlfriend but um yeah that’s really me. So um okay who do we have here, Ae Sang-hee, can you tell me a bit about yourself?” Jaejoong asked a girl with short, dark brown hair. She looked rather nervous but accepted the task without any complaints.
The process went on relatively smooth, there were only a few hiccups when some of the male students kept on answering poorly. Jaejoong looked back down to the list and saw the name he wasn’t looking forward to asking about.
“Um is Jung Yunho here?” The blonde male asked gaining no response from the class. He looked up, his eyes scanning the class room for a face he didn’t know but would become familiar with soon enough. Abruptly the door opened and a tall, tan skinned boy with medium length, brunette locks walked into the class room, a red hooded jacket over his white school shirt stunning the blonde beauty that was still leaning against the desk.
Jaejoong’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open as he gazed at the gorgeous man, he could feel his heart begin to beat rapidly in his chest and his cheeks heat up. He prayed with all his heart that this wasn’t Jung Yunho but god would have otherwise.
“U-U-U-Um… ah… um… y-you’re… um… late?” Jaejoong stuttered, his eyes still glued to the taller boy. He cursed his voice when the words left his lips sounding so much like a question than a statement.
The tall boy turned to look at where the voice had came from; he stared at the beautiful blonde leaning on the desk before snapping out of his trance. He blinked his eyes a few times trying to find the voice that had died in his throat when he laid eyes onto the man.
“Um... yeah you’re not stating anything I don’t already know. Name’s Yunho, Jung Yunho,” The boy said cockily, he smiled to the older before walking over to a free chair next to his best friends.
Jaejoong felt his cheeks fluster so he turned around quickly and hung his head. All thoughts in his head were telling him to get the hell out of there but his stupid limbs wouldn’t obey him. Sighing he turned around to look the boy in the eyes.
“Okay Jung Yunho, since you’re here now you can take that hoodie off, bring it up here and then tell me a bit about yourself,” Jaejoong stated, hoping his voice sounded like a teacher rather than a scared and helpless boy.
“Oh sweetheart sorry to break that pretty little heart of yours but I don’t swing that way,” Yunho retorted, a cocky smirk forming on his handsome features. The male population of the class burst out into laughter while some of the girls cheered and others sobbed quietly.
Jaejoong’s jaw fell agape and he was completely speechless, no coherent thought could form in his head as he stood at the front of the class room with his eyes wide and mouth open.
Yunho chuckled to himself, looking at one of his friend’s who was nearly dying of laughter. He looked up to see the expression on the teacher’s face when he felt something in his stomach make him feel giddy.
“That’s so cute,” Yunho mumbled to himself, his eyes transfixed onto the older man who was now trying to compose himself. His cheeks had become a deep shade of red and he was gazing at the ground embarrassed.
“I-I didn’t mean it like that…” Jaejoong murmured causing the class to quiet down as they looked at the adorable pout on the older man’s beautiful face.
“Oh my god he’s so cute!”
“I just want to pinch his cheeks!”
“AHHH~ Lookie lookie lookie how cute that is ahhh!”
Yunho sighed to himself defeated, he stood up walking to the front of the class room taking his hoodie off extra slowly as he got closer to the teacher. He made sure the teacher’s eyes were on him the whole time he was taking it off, the hooded jacket slid off revealing the white school shirt.
Jaejoong felt his eyes being drawn to the sculpted body beneath the shirt. He noted school shirts were rather see through. He swallowed the invisible lump in his throat when he looked up at the taller who was now towering over him a few inches away.
“Better now sweetheart?” Yunho asked, fighting the urge to burst out into laughter at the young teacher who looked at him dumbstruck. Jaejoong managed to regain some strength and pushed the younger out of his personal space.
“Okay so you want to know about me, not much to tell. Well I’m not gay sweetheart, so you can get all thoughts of me out of your head. I’m going to be eighteen next week and I love to dance. Hey if you want to know anymore about me you’re going to have to work for it,” Yunho stated before walking confidently back to his seat where both of his friends are purple from laughing so hard.
‘Neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo
You want me, You've fallen for me, You're crazy over me
he eonal su eobseo I got you- Under my skin
You can't escape I got you- Under my skin
neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo
You want me, You've fallen for me, You're crazy over me
neon na-ye no ye I got you- Under my skin
You're my slave, I got you under my skin’
The blonde teacher’s face went pale as he heard the sound of his ringtone echoing through the class room. He felt a blush creep up his neck as he quickly pulled out his phone, rolling his eyes when he saw the caller ID.
“Yoochunnie… what?... YOU DID WHAT?!... I told y-… mmm… Yoochun I’m warning you when I get home I’m stran-… what? Yes so? Chunnie I told you stay out of ad- ah those types of stores last time I was ah… that’s it PARK YOOCHUN YOU ARE DEAD!” Jaejoong slammed his phone shut before shoving it in his pocket furiously. He looked up to see the students staring at him with amused expressions on their faces. He laughed awkwardly before his teeth found their way back to his bottom lip.
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PART 2