Teach Me How To Love
Oneshot
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Sungmin, friendship!Eunhae
A/N: It's happy so I say it again, excuse the fail and enjoy :) I'm tired dealing with angst -.-
POV: Kyuhyun
I wondered why until now I still stood here. I dreamt of being a Math professor or at least a teacher who worked in some elite high school. I studied hard and graduated with high qualification. But how did I end up? Strangely I was put into a small kindergarten, when in fact I never liked children any bit.
“Mr. Teacher, how to spell ‘puppets’?”
Mr. Teacher? Oh God, can’t this short brat learn to call me Sir Cho or Sir Kyuhyun? I sighed and answered quickly, irritated.
“P-U- what?”
“P-U-P-P-E-T-S!”
“P-U-P-E-E-T-S?”
I felt dizzy.
“Mr. Teacher, Hyukkie killed my fish!!” Donghae reported with tears all over his face.
“I didn’t do it on purpose! I’m not guilty!” Eunhyuk was teary too, sad and afraid.
“Of course you’re guilty you monkey! You broke the aquarium with that ball!!”
“I’m so sorry, Hae. I’ll buy you a new goldfish.”
“Promise?” Donghae had stopped crying.
“I promise.”
I looked at them tiredly. If they could solve the problems just by themselves, why would they bring it to me? Children... were weird. Children were things I didn’t understand and couldn’t deal with, but yet I still worked with them.
I had promised myself to work here only a year or two, only to gain experience so I could work later in better school.
-
Morning, on a small teachers’ meeting after morning devotion before classes started, Mr. Kang, our headmaster, had a short speech like usual. But today it seemed like there was something different.
“We shall be happy today, because... we’ve got a new teacher! His name’s Lee Sungmin. Come here, Mr. Lee,” called Mr. Kang.
I yawned, not interested. What kind of teacher kindly gave his time teaching in this small non famous at all kindergarten? He probably wasn’t much different with other teachers here, old, kind hearted, like grandpas in bedtime stories. Unless he was same with me, still young and freshly graduated, but was forced by his university’s professor to work here.
A small figure came into the room and stood beside Mr. Kang. I stared at him in surprise. He really was good looking! He had a cute appearance, short black hair, milky smooth skin, small cherry lips, and foxy bright eyes. “Morning, everyone, I’m Lee Sungmin, twenty three years old.” Heh, he was two years older than me? But he was so cute! “I graduated last year ago from SM University. I’m majoring art, which includes painting, singing, playing instruments, and dancing. Nice to meet you all and hope we can be friends!” He bowed ninety degrees and smiled in delight.
“Okay. Class starts in about five minutes. Mr. Lee, if you have problems you can ask Mr. Cho. Your ages are close and since Mr. Cho is also still new here, you two can work together and share tips to get used to this school.” Sungmin looked at me grinningly, made me feel uncomfortable.
“I’m Cho Kyuhyun. Twenty one years old.”
“Can I call you ‘Kyu’?”
Kyu?! What the hell did he think I was like those children whom being called with nicknames? We were just two years apart!
As if reading my shock, he smiled again. “Alright, I’ll call you Kyuhyun sshi.”
“Ah, yes, um...Sungmin sshi.” I didn’t know why I stuttered. Maybe because those bright eyes didn’t stop looking at me. Maybe because I liked the way my name spoken by his melodic voice. Maybe because there was simply an adorable living creature standing before my eyes, weakening every bones and nerves I had.
-
Both Sungmin and I didn’t have classes to attend on the first period. So we stayed at the teachers’ room. I was checking my students’ homework while that certain Lee Sungmin was still standing near me, trying to engage me into a conversation. He clearly was bored.
“What subjects are you teaching, Kyuhyun sshi?”
“Maths.”
“You teach Maths to kindergarten students?” Sungmin asked disbelievingly.
I looked at him, slightly annoyed. “Yeah, what’s wrong with that? I teach children at least how to count and calculate simple questions, and simple geometry too, so when they enter elementary school, they won’t have much problems.”
“I see. That’s cool!” The elder nodded in understanding. “It’s just that when I was in kindergarten, I didn’t learn Math.”
“I didn’t either. But curriculum changed, you know. So, what are you? Do you teach them to play violin or electone?” I asked back, teasing.
“Haha, of course not. I’ll just teach them do re mi and sing children’s songs. It’s fun, right?”
Fun? How can teaching babies be fun? It’s exhausting!
“Do you like this job, Kyuhyun sshi?”
Not at all. “Well, not really but yes.” That’s a total lie. “How about you?”
His face brightened up, happy that I finally asked things about him too. “Of course yes! I really do love children. I love art and I like to share things I’ve got to those who haven’t. I want every child in this world can appreciate arts and do everything based on tidiness, simplicity, cleanliness, and other artistic stuffs like that. So when they grew up, they would make a better world.”
What a pure motivation. I suddenly was embarrassed at how I worked all this time.
-
I didn’t know what exactly made me attached to this Lee Sungmin. It seemed like he was radiating some strange aura that brought you to just like him, to want to talk to him. No wonder all kids here adored him, even yes I did too.
Sungmin could also chat happily with janitors and officeboys, be them still young or old. He often included me in those conversations, so I automatically got close to them too.
Days by days, I grew to love this SJ Kindergarten. I grew to love kids and thought that they were cute instead of annoying. I grew to love that guy who made me like this, Sungmin.
But I didn’t have any intentions to tell him how I felt. I was afraid he’d think I was disgusting or even hated me because I was gay. I was afraid, if he was actually gay too, he’d reject me. I was afraid, if he indeed liked me and we went out, the school would find out and dropped us out, or the children would find out and grew to like their friends with same genders too.
“Kyu,” Sungmin broke my spacing out mind. He threw himself on his chair, which was exactly next to me.
“Oh, hi Min. How was your day?” We were now close enough for me to let us call each other by nickname.
“Tiring of course. You know how energetic they can be.” He giggled. “Eunhyukkie and Hae even did a dance battle and asked me to score. They’re so adorable!”
“Hahaha, so who won?” I asked, interested.
“To be honest, Hyukkie danced better, but I said it was fair. Hae is as talented as Hyukkie but he needs more practice.”
I admired at how Sungmin really treated them like grown ups. He really scored them carefully and fairly, eventhough their dances were merely random movements that they got from watching films.
“You don’t have lessons now?”
“Nope. My next class starts at 10.15.”
Sungmin checked his pink watch. “Would you accompany me to the canteen? I haven’t had breakfast.”
“Sure.” I smiled.
-
“Kyu, do you have any girlfriends?”
My mind sighed. Girlfriends? If Sungmin knew my sexual preference, what would he think of me? So I answered, “Nope.”
“But you have had one, right?”
I haven’t even got any boyfriend in twenty years I’m living, Sungmin dear! My mind screamed. But then again, I only said calmly, “No. I never dated anyone.”
“Crush?” I shook my head again. “How come? I mean, you’re handsome, smart, and nice...?” He asked, surprised.
I blushed a bit at the praise. I wanted to say ‘because guys I like were all straight’ but I only giggled, “How about you, Min hyung?”
“Hmm... I thought I am weird for never being interested in any girls. My friend showed me porn and I was just... disgusted. But knowing you are too, I’m relieved.”
“But I’m not normal. I’m gay!”
Now it wasn’t just my mind who screamed, but my mouth as well. He looked so surprised. I was even more shocked. How could I say it just out loud like that? Idiot mouth.
“Pardon?”
Too late to take it back. I sighed. “Yes Hyung. I don’t like girls because... I like... guys.”
Sungmin’s shocked face slowly calmed down, he then formed a smile. “Ah, so that explained these weird feelings. Perhaps I’m gay too. Perhaps all this time, I’m crushing on you, Cho Kyuhyun.”
And Sungmin was being even more honest.
“Really? I- I like you, Min hyung.” My red face became redder and Sungmin used it to tease me.
“Why are you so cute?”
“What? I’m not cute! You are cute!”
“I love you.” Sungmin stood up and leaned to kiss my red cheek. It only caused me to blush more madly. He only giggled in his adorable way. “So, will you go out with me, Kyu?”
“What if the school found out?
“Who cares? This kindergarten is small but after a year teaching here, I can feel how everyone has open mind and I think they are okay we’re together.”
“I’m afraid we’ll become bad influence for the children.”
“Oh, no we won’t. We’re not going to kiss, touch, or anything before them, right? Even if we are, who cares? I don’t think being gay is wrong.”
“I like that opinion.” After he finished his breakfast, I brought him to a quieter hall and kissed him with all love I felt towards him. That was the happiest day of my life.
-
It was my thirteenth year teaching in SJ kindergarten. Sungmin and I were both old but I wondered how he could manage to be still cute despite the visible wrinkles. The most important thing was that we were still together. Other teachers found out about it but they let us, with a rule that we couldn’t act like couples in front of the kids.
I dreamt of being a Math professor or at least a teacher who worked in some elite high school. I studied hard and graduated with high qualification. But my professor forced me to work here and help people succeeded since the very start, similar to Sungmin’s motivation. Actually, it was all because of Sungmin I realized that.
He made me learn to love children. He told me ways to be patient and care sincerely from my heart. He taught me how it felt to love someone so deeply that I wouldn’t be able to bear it if he was hurt. He taught me how it felt to be loved equally.
He was really a teacher, even for me. Lee Sungmin might not be my first love. But he was the first one who taught me how to love, in perfect way.
-End-
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Sungmin, friendship!Eunhae
A/N: It's happy so I say it again, excuse the fail and enjoy :) I'm tired dealing with angst -.-
POV: Kyuhyun
I wondered why until now I still stood here. I dreamt of being a Math professor or at least a teacher who worked in some elite high school. I studied hard and graduated with high qualification. But how did I end up? Strangely I was put into a small kindergarten, when in fact I never liked children any bit.
“Mr. Teacher, how to spell ‘puppets’?”
Mr. Teacher? Oh God, can’t this short brat learn to call me Sir Cho or Sir Kyuhyun? I sighed and answered quickly, irritated.
“P-U- what?”
“P-U-P-P-E-T-S!”
“P-U-P-E-E-T-S?”
I felt dizzy.
“Mr. Teacher, Hyukkie killed my fish!!” Donghae reported with tears all over his face.
“I didn’t do it on purpose! I’m not guilty!” Eunhyuk was teary too, sad and afraid.
“Of course you’re guilty you monkey! You broke the aquarium with that ball!!”
“I’m so sorry, Hae. I’ll buy you a new goldfish.”
“Promise?” Donghae had stopped crying.
“I promise.”
I looked at them tiredly. If they could solve the problems just by themselves, why would they bring it to me? Children... were weird. Children were things I didn’t understand and couldn’t deal with, but yet I still worked with them.
I had promised myself to work here only a year or two, only to gain experience so I could work later in better school.
-
Morning, on a small teachers’ meeting after morning devotion before classes started, Mr. Kang, our headmaster, had a short speech like usual. But today it seemed like there was something different.
“We shall be happy today, because... we’ve got a new teacher! His name’s Lee Sungmin. Come here, Mr. Lee,” called Mr. Kang.
I yawned, not interested. What kind of teacher kindly gave his time teaching in this small non famous at all kindergarten? He probably wasn’t much different with other teachers here, old, kind hearted, like grandpas in bedtime stories. Unless he was same with me, still young and freshly graduated, but was forced by his university’s professor to work here.
A small figure came into the room and stood beside Mr. Kang. I stared at him in surprise. He really was good looking! He had a cute appearance, short black hair, milky smooth skin, small cherry lips, and foxy bright eyes. “Morning, everyone, I’m Lee Sungmin, twenty three years old.” Heh, he was two years older than me? But he was so cute! “I graduated last year ago from SM University. I’m majoring art, which includes painting, singing, playing instruments, and dancing. Nice to meet you all and hope we can be friends!” He bowed ninety degrees and smiled in delight.
“Okay. Class starts in about five minutes. Mr. Lee, if you have problems you can ask Mr. Cho. Your ages are close and since Mr. Cho is also still new here, you two can work together and share tips to get used to this school.” Sungmin looked at me grinningly, made me feel uncomfortable.
“I’m Cho Kyuhyun. Twenty one years old.”
“Can I call you ‘Kyu’?”
Kyu?! What the hell did he think I was like those children whom being called with nicknames? We were just two years apart!
As if reading my shock, he smiled again. “Alright, I’ll call you Kyuhyun sshi.”
“Ah, yes, um...Sungmin sshi.” I didn’t know why I stuttered. Maybe because those bright eyes didn’t stop looking at me. Maybe because I liked the way my name spoken by his melodic voice. Maybe because there was simply an adorable living creature standing before my eyes, weakening every bones and nerves I had.
-
Both Sungmin and I didn’t have classes to attend on the first period. So we stayed at the teachers’ room. I was checking my students’ homework while that certain Lee Sungmin was still standing near me, trying to engage me into a conversation. He clearly was bored.
“What subjects are you teaching, Kyuhyun sshi?”
“Maths.”
“You teach Maths to kindergarten students?” Sungmin asked disbelievingly.
I looked at him, slightly annoyed. “Yeah, what’s wrong with that? I teach children at least how to count and calculate simple questions, and simple geometry too, so when they enter elementary school, they won’t have much problems.”
“I see. That’s cool!” The elder nodded in understanding. “It’s just that when I was in kindergarten, I didn’t learn Math.”
“I didn’t either. But curriculum changed, you know. So, what are you? Do you teach them to play violin or electone?” I asked back, teasing.
“Haha, of course not. I’ll just teach them do re mi and sing children’s songs. It’s fun, right?”
Fun? How can teaching babies be fun? It’s exhausting!
“Do you like this job, Kyuhyun sshi?”
Not at all. “Well, not really but yes.” That’s a total lie. “How about you?”
His face brightened up, happy that I finally asked things about him too. “Of course yes! I really do love children. I love art and I like to share things I’ve got to those who haven’t. I want every child in this world can appreciate arts and do everything based on tidiness, simplicity, cleanliness, and other artistic stuffs like that. So when they grew up, they would make a better world.”
What a pure motivation. I suddenly was embarrassed at how I worked all this time.
-
I didn’t know what exactly made me attached to this Lee Sungmin. It seemed like he was radiating some strange aura that brought you to just like him, to want to talk to him. No wonder all kids here adored him, even yes I did too.
Sungmin could also chat happily with janitors and officeboys, be them still young or old. He often included me in those conversations, so I automatically got close to them too.
Days by days, I grew to love this SJ Kindergarten. I grew to love kids and thought that they were cute instead of annoying. I grew to love that guy who made me like this, Sungmin.
But I didn’t have any intentions to tell him how I felt. I was afraid he’d think I was disgusting or even hated me because I was gay. I was afraid, if he was actually gay too, he’d reject me. I was afraid, if he indeed liked me and we went out, the school would find out and dropped us out, or the children would find out and grew to like their friends with same genders too.
“Kyu,” Sungmin broke my spacing out mind. He threw himself on his chair, which was exactly next to me.
“Oh, hi Min. How was your day?” We were now close enough for me to let us call each other by nickname.
“Tiring of course. You know how energetic they can be.” He giggled. “Eunhyukkie and Hae even did a dance battle and asked me to score. They’re so adorable!”
“Hahaha, so who won?” I asked, interested.
“To be honest, Hyukkie danced better, but I said it was fair. Hae is as talented as Hyukkie but he needs more practice.”
I admired at how Sungmin really treated them like grown ups. He really scored them carefully and fairly, eventhough their dances were merely random movements that they got from watching films.
“You don’t have lessons now?”
“Nope. My next class starts at 10.15.”
Sungmin checked his pink watch. “Would you accompany me to the canteen? I haven’t had breakfast.”
“Sure.” I smiled.
-
“Kyu, do you have any girlfriends?”
My mind sighed. Girlfriends? If Sungmin knew my sexual preference, what would he think of me? So I answered, “Nope.”
“But you have had one, right?”
I haven’t even got any boyfriend in twenty years I’m living, Sungmin dear! My mind screamed. But then again, I only said calmly, “No. I never dated anyone.”
“Crush?” I shook my head again. “How come? I mean, you’re handsome, smart, and nice...?” He asked, surprised.
I blushed a bit at the praise. I wanted to say ‘because guys I like were all straight’ but I only giggled, “How about you, Min hyung?”
“Hmm... I thought I am weird for never being interested in any girls. My friend showed me porn and I was just... disgusted. But knowing you are too, I’m relieved.”
“But I’m not normal. I’m gay!”
Now it wasn’t just my mind who screamed, but my mouth as well. He looked so surprised. I was even more shocked. How could I say it just out loud like that? Idiot mouth.
“Pardon?”
Too late to take it back. I sighed. “Yes Hyung. I don’t like girls because... I like... guys.”
Sungmin’s shocked face slowly calmed down, he then formed a smile. “Ah, so that explained these weird feelings. Perhaps I’m gay too. Perhaps all this time, I’m crushing on you, Cho Kyuhyun.”
And Sungmin was being even more honest.
“Really? I- I like you, Min hyung.” My red face became redder and Sungmin used it to tease me.
“Why are you so cute?”
“What? I’m not cute! You are cute!”
“I love you.” Sungmin stood up and leaned to kiss my red cheek. It only caused me to blush more madly. He only giggled in his adorable way. “So, will you go out with me, Kyu?”
“What if the school found out?
“Who cares? This kindergarten is small but after a year teaching here, I can feel how everyone has open mind and I think they are okay we’re together.”
“I’m afraid we’ll become bad influence for the children.”
“Oh, no we won’t. We’re not going to kiss, touch, or anything before them, right? Even if we are, who cares? I don’t think being gay is wrong.”
“I like that opinion.” After he finished his breakfast, I brought him to a quieter hall and kissed him with all love I felt towards him. That was the happiest day of my life.
-
It was my thirteenth year teaching in SJ kindergarten. Sungmin and I were both old but I wondered how he could manage to be still cute despite the visible wrinkles. The most important thing was that we were still together. Other teachers found out about it but they let us, with a rule that we couldn’t act like couples in front of the kids.
I dreamt of being a Math professor or at least a teacher who worked in some elite high school. I studied hard and graduated with high qualification. But my professor forced me to work here and help people succeeded since the very start, similar to Sungmin’s motivation. Actually, it was all because of Sungmin I realized that.
He made me learn to love children. He told me ways to be patient and care sincerely from my heart. He taught me how it felt to love someone so deeply that I wouldn’t be able to bear it if he was hurt. He taught me how it felt to be loved equally.
He was really a teacher, even for me. Lee Sungmin might not be my first love. But he was the first one who taught me how to love, in perfect way.
-End-