Student Teacher (6/?)
Title: Student Teacher (6/?)
Author: seoulkokoro
Pairing: Junhyung/Hyunseung
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hyunseung is a student teacher at Junhyung’s school.
A/N: Chapter six...WHOOPIE! I have no comments to make, so just read and try to enjoy. xD OH WAIT, I PUT A SONG REFERENCE IN THIS CHAPTER! Can anyone spot it? ;D
“Mr. Jang!” a girl half whined, half shouted. “Where are you going? You always leave right after schools over and we never get to see you!”
I listened to the annoying conversation going on as the bell was ringing. Hyunseung gave an awkward smile to the girl and simply replied with a, “I have to work. I’m sorry,”
Good riddance. Why can’t those idiots just back off? Can’t they see Hyunseung doesn’t want to be around
them?
Seung was walking out of the classroom, trailing behind the disappointed girl, when he looked up at me. We were the only ones left in the classroom, and he stopped in his tracks, then smiled.
“Would you like a ride?” he asked.
I smiled back. “If we’re going to your house, then yeah,”
He chuckled, and we were on our way.
We went down the road for a mile or so in silence, when he finally spoke.
“So, Junnie…” I heard a quiet voice murmur.
I looked over, and Seung’s fingers were twitching on the steering wheel. He also had a redness crawling over his cheeks, which I couldn’t help but grin at. Thank God I wasn’t the only one embarrassed about this new relationship. I reached over and patted his leg lightly.
“Relax,” I said reassuringly. “You don’t have to be nervous around me,”
He looked over at me, taking his eyes off the road for a second. He looked unsure, but he smiled
nonetheless. I returned the smile, then looked out the window, trying to hide the obvious blush on my face.
We reached his house and went inside, acting like nothing was new. There was, however, about a million
thoughts running through my mind. What was I supposed to do? I mean, sure I’ve been in relationships, but I always threw the girl away the next day. This is the first time I’ve seriously liked someone. Liked them so much…
“Junnie? Wanna watch a movie or something?”
I blinked, then nodded my head maybe a bit too vigorously. Seung laughed and started rummaging through some drawers.
Movies means cuddling. Cuddling leads to…to what? Oh, I don’t care. As long as I can be close to him.
I sat on the couch, and Hyunseung put something into the DVD player. He then plopped down beside me with a smile and looked at the screen. A movie was fading in on the screen, but I wasn’t paying much attention. I was glancing over at Seung every two seconds to see what he was doing. He only sat, watching the screen in peace. I felt weird. Should I hug him or not…? Should we cuddle…? It all seems so new to me…
I decided to take a chance and wing it.
I wrapped my arm around Seung and pulled him close. He hesitated then looked up at me with his doe-eyes. I tried to hide my blush, but I could feel it failing miserably.
“It’s more comfortable like this, right?” I said, not taking my eyes off the TV screen.
Seung giggled then snuggled closer to me. I sighed a relieved sigh then watched the rest of the movie,
though most of the time I was focused on playing with Seung’s hair. I ran my fingers through it God knows
how many times.
“Junnie…?”
“Hmm?” I asked, still playing with his carrot-colored locks.
“The movie’s over,”
I looked up at the credits rolling on the screen. “Oh. So it is,”
Seung laughed, then wrapped his arms around my waist, looking into my eyes. “Did you pay attention?” he
asked, a cute look on his face.
I swallowed and nodded slowly.
He narrowed his eyes. “Promise?”
I waited a moment, then shook my head. He laughed.
“You were messing with my hair the whole time!” he complained, though he was wearing a smile.
I shrugged. “So what? It’s interesting…” I said, bringing my hand up again to comb my fingers through his
hair.
He scowled. “It’s not. Now, stop it.”
I smiled playfully. “What’re you gonna do if I don’t?”
He pouted, apparently trying a different tactic. He tried his best to wear his puppy dog eyes (which were
effective), but I kept a straight face.
I leaned in, then stopped near his lips. “Are…” I breathed. “Are you going to punish me? Is that it?” I
whispered, leaning forward farther to breath into his ear. He shivered and shook his head slowly. I smirked onto the shell of his ear, and my tongue emerged slowly. I ran my tongue over his ear and he whimpered,
grabbing onto the hem of my shirt. “Junn…ie…” he murmured.
I picked him up gingerly, then carried him towards the wall and pinned him up against it. He was driving me crazy with those sounds of his. I intertwined our fingers and slammed him up against the wall, maybe with a bit too much force, then attacked his lips. I bit his bottom lip and traced it with my tongue, hoping he would let me gain entrance. He moaned quietly, and I took this opportunity to slide my tongue in. We kissed for a while, until I pulled back. I kissed his jaw line, his cheek, his neck, everywhere around his face. I pulled back a bit to look at his expression, and I was quite surprised.
His eyes were wide, wider than I had ever seen them, and his hands were trembling a little under my grip. I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at him, confusion clear on my face.
“Seung…are you okay?” I said, leaning closer to his face.
His breathing was irregular as he looked up into my eyes. “I’ve never…experienced anything like that…” he
said, almost a whisper.
I felt guilt wash over me. I mean, I know Seung seduced the teacher at times, but he was just playing around. I should’ve known he wasn’t very experienced at this kind of stuff. I pulled away from him and took a step back.
“Seung…I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have…” I trailed off, feeling stupid and embarrassed.
Seung simply smiled. “It’s okay…it-it was just…so different for me…”
I sighed. “God, I’m such an idiot…”
He shook his head. “No, it’s not you. It’s my fault for being so inexperienced…” he said, while looking down.
I paused, then brought my fingertips to his chin, lifting his gaze to me. He looked at me, and I stared into his eyes as seriously as I could. “Listen…” I said. “I like you because you’re you.”
His expression stayed the same, looking dumbfounded.
I smiled. “I love the way your hair looks. I love the color and the style. I love your big eyes that look up at me
when you’re pouting or something. I love your flawless skin. I love your thin lips. I love everything about you,” I said, feeling completely mortified after all those mushy words left my mouth.
Seung looked puzzled and touched at the same time. A few tears poked at his eyes and I raised my
eyebrows. “Don’t cry,” I said with a light smile.
But he did anyway.
He wrapped his arms around me and cried into my chest, which I didn’t mind. I think they were happy tears, so it made me happy too. I locked my arms around his slim waist and pulled him as close as I could, then planted a chaste kiss on his head. His whining eventually turned to sobs and he finally stopped altogether. I pulled back and looked into his red, puffy eyes.
“Are you finished?” I said teasingly, though my face showed a concerned look.
He pouted his lip and blushed a bit. I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair. “You’re doing it right now,” I said. “You’re pouting and it’s adorable,”
His pout morphed into a scowl and he turned his head away. “Shut up…” he grumbled.
I grabbed my jacket and pulled it on over my shirt. “It’s a good thing you’re not sick anymore,” I said with a
smirk as I headed for the door. “Otherwise I would be too,”
Seung immediately blushed at the comment and I felt satisfied. I started turning the knob to leave when
something grabbed my jacket. “Junnie…” he said quietly and a little pleadingly. I smiled as I knew what he
wanted.
I turned my body around fully, then wrapped my arms around Seung’s waist, pulling him close to me. I smiled down at him and he pouted at me, looking embarrassed. I smiled wider at him, then leaned in close, pressing my lips against his. It felt perfect. I let my eyes close and stayed like that for a while. When I was satisfied I pulled back and looked into his eyes, which were still a little red from crying. I pushed back his bangs and kissed his forehead. “Get some rest…” I whispered. He nodded weakly, and I opened the door, smiling at him before leaving.
--
It was Friday after school, and I wanted to hang out with Seung but he had a lot of work to do. I told him I
wouldn’t bother him and we both went home, off to do something else. I basically just lazed around all day,
until a buzzing noise that was oh-too familiar to me echoed through my room.
Junnie…I miss you.
I read the text and smiled. Seung was a lot clingier than I thought.
I miss you too. I replied.
Come over. Spend the night with me.
My heart skipped when I read that.
Are you sure?
Yeah. I want to see you right now, Junnie…
Okay. Be right there.
“Seung! I’m here!” I called, entering his house.
He walked into the living room and greeted me. “Hi there, Junnie,” he said with a sweet smile.
I walked close to him then bent down, placing a quick, chaste kiss on his lips. “Why did you want me to come over all of a sudden?” I asked, beaming.
He smiled and cocked an eyebrow. “Don’t look so victorious,” he said with a laugh. “I just wanted someone to help me with work,”
I narrowed my eyes. “If that’s it, I’m leaving…”
He quickly grabbed my hand and chuckled. “Junnie, I was kidding. I just really wanted to see you, that’s all.” He said.
I looked at him, then got closer, pressing our foreheads together. “That’s all?” I asked, a questioning tone in my voice.
He swallowed and seemed to blush. “That’s all,” he confirmed.
I grinned and stepped back. “Okay then.”
Seung looked down and his hair fell in front of his face. “Actually…” he said very quietly, as I had to strain my ears to hear the word.
“What is it?” I asked, looking down at Hyunseung, who seemed much smaller than before.
“I wanted…I wanted to…well…Junnie, I want…”
I felt my heart beating, because I think I understood what he was trying to get across. He looked so
embarrassed and helpless standing like that, his head hung and his hands behind his back shyly. I ran my fingers through his hair.
“Seungie…” I said, kind of humiliated to call him that. “I don’t want to force you to do anything you don’t want to,”
He shook his head and looked up at me. “You’re not forcing me!”
I blinked. “I’m pressuring you though. If I wouldn’t have attacked you like that yesterday, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”
He looked up at me, still red-faced. “B-But…”
I quiet his lips with mine, and kissed him gingerly. He made a surprised “Mm!” sound against my lips, but
quickly wrapped his arms around my neck, deepening the kiss. I pulled away and looked at him with a smile.
“Only two more weeks. Then you’re not going to be teaching me every day. I’m not going to be able to wake up and go to school with something wonderful to look forward to.” I said.
He smiled. “Oh, shut up…school isn’t about having something to look forward to. You’re there to learn,”
I kissed him again. “Stop talking like a teacher,” I said.
He frowned. “But, I am one,”
“No, you’re a student teacher,” I corrected.
He grimaced and made a frustrated noise, tightening his grip around my neck. “Whatever. I’m still some kind of teacher,” he said.
I grinned, then kissed his lips again, savoring the sweet taste that lingered there. He kissed me back,
pressing our bodies closer together. I pulled him into a hug and smiled. “Seungie...” I said, closing my eyes.
“Hmm?” was the reply I got.
“What do you want to do?”
He seemed to freeze at the comment, then shrugged into my grip. “I-I don’t know,” he stuttered.
I smiled and squeezed him, feeling the warmth throughout me. “We could watch a movie and…not watch the movie,” I said.
He pulled back to give me a puzzled look. “What’s that mean?” he asked, a cute, questioning face shown on his perfect features.
I pushed him back onto the couch and crawled on top him. “This,” was the last word I murmured before
kissing him with a smirk plastered on my face.
Author: seoulkokoro
Pairing: Junhyung/Hyunseung
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Hyunseung is a student teacher at Junhyung’s school.
A/N: Chapter six...WHOOPIE! I have no comments to make, so just read and try to enjoy. xD OH WAIT, I PUT A SONG REFERENCE IN THIS CHAPTER! Can anyone spot it? ;D
“Mr. Jang!” a girl half whined, half shouted. “Where are you going? You always leave right after schools over and we never get to see you!”
I listened to the annoying conversation going on as the bell was ringing. Hyunseung gave an awkward smile to the girl and simply replied with a, “I have to work. I’m sorry,”
Good riddance. Why can’t those idiots just back off? Can’t they see Hyunseung doesn’t want to be around
them?
Seung was walking out of the classroom, trailing behind the disappointed girl, when he looked up at me. We were the only ones left in the classroom, and he stopped in his tracks, then smiled.
“Would you like a ride?” he asked.
I smiled back. “If we’re going to your house, then yeah,”
He chuckled, and we were on our way.
We went down the road for a mile or so in silence, when he finally spoke.
“So, Junnie…” I heard a quiet voice murmur.
I looked over, and Seung’s fingers were twitching on the steering wheel. He also had a redness crawling over his cheeks, which I couldn’t help but grin at. Thank God I wasn’t the only one embarrassed about this new relationship. I reached over and patted his leg lightly.
“Relax,” I said reassuringly. “You don’t have to be nervous around me,”
He looked over at me, taking his eyes off the road for a second. He looked unsure, but he smiled
nonetheless. I returned the smile, then looked out the window, trying to hide the obvious blush on my face.
We reached his house and went inside, acting like nothing was new. There was, however, about a million
thoughts running through my mind. What was I supposed to do? I mean, sure I’ve been in relationships, but I always threw the girl away the next day. This is the first time I’ve seriously liked someone. Liked them so much…
“Junnie? Wanna watch a movie or something?”
I blinked, then nodded my head maybe a bit too vigorously. Seung laughed and started rummaging through some drawers.
Movies means cuddling. Cuddling leads to…to what? Oh, I don’t care. As long as I can be close to him.
I sat on the couch, and Hyunseung put something into the DVD player. He then plopped down beside me with a smile and looked at the screen. A movie was fading in on the screen, but I wasn’t paying much attention. I was glancing over at Seung every two seconds to see what he was doing. He only sat, watching the screen in peace. I felt weird. Should I hug him or not…? Should we cuddle…? It all seems so new to me…
I decided to take a chance and wing it.
I wrapped my arm around Seung and pulled him close. He hesitated then looked up at me with his doe-eyes. I tried to hide my blush, but I could feel it failing miserably.
“It’s more comfortable like this, right?” I said, not taking my eyes off the TV screen.
Seung giggled then snuggled closer to me. I sighed a relieved sigh then watched the rest of the movie,
though most of the time I was focused on playing with Seung’s hair. I ran my fingers through it God knows
how many times.
“Junnie…?”
“Hmm?” I asked, still playing with his carrot-colored locks.
“The movie’s over,”
I looked up at the credits rolling on the screen. “Oh. So it is,”
Seung laughed, then wrapped his arms around my waist, looking into my eyes. “Did you pay attention?” he
asked, a cute look on his face.
I swallowed and nodded slowly.
He narrowed his eyes. “Promise?”
I waited a moment, then shook my head. He laughed.
“You were messing with my hair the whole time!” he complained, though he was wearing a smile.
I shrugged. “So what? It’s interesting…” I said, bringing my hand up again to comb my fingers through his
hair.
He scowled. “It’s not. Now, stop it.”
I smiled playfully. “What’re you gonna do if I don’t?”
He pouted, apparently trying a different tactic. He tried his best to wear his puppy dog eyes (which were
effective), but I kept a straight face.
I leaned in, then stopped near his lips. “Are…” I breathed. “Are you going to punish me? Is that it?” I
whispered, leaning forward farther to breath into his ear. He shivered and shook his head slowly. I smirked onto the shell of his ear, and my tongue emerged slowly. I ran my tongue over his ear and he whimpered,
grabbing onto the hem of my shirt. “Junn…ie…” he murmured.
I picked him up gingerly, then carried him towards the wall and pinned him up against it. He was driving me crazy with those sounds of his. I intertwined our fingers and slammed him up against the wall, maybe with a bit too much force, then attacked his lips. I bit his bottom lip and traced it with my tongue, hoping he would let me gain entrance. He moaned quietly, and I took this opportunity to slide my tongue in. We kissed for a while, until I pulled back. I kissed his jaw line, his cheek, his neck, everywhere around his face. I pulled back a bit to look at his expression, and I was quite surprised.
His eyes were wide, wider than I had ever seen them, and his hands were trembling a little under my grip. I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at him, confusion clear on my face.
“Seung…are you okay?” I said, leaning closer to his face.
His breathing was irregular as he looked up into my eyes. “I’ve never…experienced anything like that…” he
said, almost a whisper.
I felt guilt wash over me. I mean, I know Seung seduced the teacher at times, but he was just playing around. I should’ve known he wasn’t very experienced at this kind of stuff. I pulled away from him and took a step back.
“Seung…I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have…” I trailed off, feeling stupid and embarrassed.
Seung simply smiled. “It’s okay…it-it was just…so different for me…”
I sighed. “God, I’m such an idiot…”
He shook his head. “No, it’s not you. It’s my fault for being so inexperienced…” he said, while looking down.
I paused, then brought my fingertips to his chin, lifting his gaze to me. He looked at me, and I stared into his eyes as seriously as I could. “Listen…” I said. “I like you because you’re you.”
His expression stayed the same, looking dumbfounded.
I smiled. “I love the way your hair looks. I love the color and the style. I love your big eyes that look up at me
when you’re pouting or something. I love your flawless skin. I love your thin lips. I love everything about you,” I said, feeling completely mortified after all those mushy words left my mouth.
Seung looked puzzled and touched at the same time. A few tears poked at his eyes and I raised my
eyebrows. “Don’t cry,” I said with a light smile.
But he did anyway.
He wrapped his arms around me and cried into my chest, which I didn’t mind. I think they were happy tears, so it made me happy too. I locked my arms around his slim waist and pulled him as close as I could, then planted a chaste kiss on his head. His whining eventually turned to sobs and he finally stopped altogether. I pulled back and looked into his red, puffy eyes.
“Are you finished?” I said teasingly, though my face showed a concerned look.
He pouted his lip and blushed a bit. I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair. “You’re doing it right now,” I said. “You’re pouting and it’s adorable,”
His pout morphed into a scowl and he turned his head away. “Shut up…” he grumbled.
I grabbed my jacket and pulled it on over my shirt. “It’s a good thing you’re not sick anymore,” I said with a
smirk as I headed for the door. “Otherwise I would be too,”
Seung immediately blushed at the comment and I felt satisfied. I started turning the knob to leave when
something grabbed my jacket. “Junnie…” he said quietly and a little pleadingly. I smiled as I knew what he
wanted.
I turned my body around fully, then wrapped my arms around Seung’s waist, pulling him close to me. I smiled down at him and he pouted at me, looking embarrassed. I smiled wider at him, then leaned in close, pressing my lips against his. It felt perfect. I let my eyes close and stayed like that for a while. When I was satisfied I pulled back and looked into his eyes, which were still a little red from crying. I pushed back his bangs and kissed his forehead. “Get some rest…” I whispered. He nodded weakly, and I opened the door, smiling at him before leaving.
--
It was Friday after school, and I wanted to hang out with Seung but he had a lot of work to do. I told him I
wouldn’t bother him and we both went home, off to do something else. I basically just lazed around all day,
until a buzzing noise that was oh-too familiar to me echoed through my room.
Junnie…I miss you.
I read the text and smiled. Seung was a lot clingier than I thought.
I miss you too. I replied.
Come over. Spend the night with me.
My heart skipped when I read that.
Are you sure?
Yeah. I want to see you right now, Junnie…
Okay. Be right there.
“Seung! I’m here!” I called, entering his house.
He walked into the living room and greeted me. “Hi there, Junnie,” he said with a sweet smile.
I walked close to him then bent down, placing a quick, chaste kiss on his lips. “Why did you want me to come over all of a sudden?” I asked, beaming.
He smiled and cocked an eyebrow. “Don’t look so victorious,” he said with a laugh. “I just wanted someone to help me with work,”
I narrowed my eyes. “If that’s it, I’m leaving…”
He quickly grabbed my hand and chuckled. “Junnie, I was kidding. I just really wanted to see you, that’s all.” He said.
I looked at him, then got closer, pressing our foreheads together. “That’s all?” I asked, a questioning tone in my voice.
He swallowed and seemed to blush. “That’s all,” he confirmed.
I grinned and stepped back. “Okay then.”
Seung looked down and his hair fell in front of his face. “Actually…” he said very quietly, as I had to strain my ears to hear the word.
“What is it?” I asked, looking down at Hyunseung, who seemed much smaller than before.
“I wanted…I wanted to…well…Junnie, I want…”
I felt my heart beating, because I think I understood what he was trying to get across. He looked so
embarrassed and helpless standing like that, his head hung and his hands behind his back shyly. I ran my fingers through his hair.
“Seungie…” I said, kind of humiliated to call him that. “I don’t want to force you to do anything you don’t want to,”
He shook his head and looked up at me. “You’re not forcing me!”
I blinked. “I’m pressuring you though. If I wouldn’t have attacked you like that yesterday, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”
He looked up at me, still red-faced. “B-But…”
I quiet his lips with mine, and kissed him gingerly. He made a surprised “Mm!” sound against my lips, but
quickly wrapped his arms around my neck, deepening the kiss. I pulled away and looked at him with a smile.
“Only two more weeks. Then you’re not going to be teaching me every day. I’m not going to be able to wake up and go to school with something wonderful to look forward to.” I said.
He smiled. “Oh, shut up…school isn’t about having something to look forward to. You’re there to learn,”
I kissed him again. “Stop talking like a teacher,” I said.
He frowned. “But, I am one,”
“No, you’re a student teacher,” I corrected.
He grimaced and made a frustrated noise, tightening his grip around my neck. “Whatever. I’m still some kind of teacher,” he said.
I grinned, then kissed his lips again, savoring the sweet taste that lingered there. He kissed me back,
pressing our bodies closer together. I pulled him into a hug and smiled. “Seungie...” I said, closing my eyes.
“Hmm?” was the reply I got.
“What do you want to do?”
He seemed to freeze at the comment, then shrugged into my grip. “I-I don’t know,” he stuttered.
I smiled and squeezed him, feeling the warmth throughout me. “We could watch a movie and…not watch the movie,” I said.
He pulled back to give me a puzzled look. “What’s that mean?” he asked, a cute, questioning face shown on his perfect features.
I pushed him back onto the couch and crawled on top him. “This,” was the last word I murmured before
kissing him with a smirk plastered on my face.