My sweet nightmare [part 4]
A slight chilly whiff of air made Chansung snap from his daze and realize he had almost kissed his teacher. He turned his head away quickly, but he couldn’t hide the bright red color on his ear. Chansung was an exceptional actor, but he failed this time and failed badly. What confused him more, was Khun’s rapid heartbeat, which teased his back painfully.
He was walking, trying to avoid any difficult questions. But Khun was too curious and his hopes were irked by the earlier occurrence. “You won’t answer me?” He whispered on Chan’s ear, which hasn’t lost its redness yet.
“There’s nothing to answer.” His voice was cold unlike his body.
“Really? Your ear is as red as my underwear today, I can see it even in the dark, you know. You won’t fool me anymore with your high level acting.” Khun felt Chan’s hands tightening around his legs. “Did you think Jay was my boyfriend?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Come on, I saw you eavesdropping on our conversation. That’s not a very nice thing to do, but since you heard us, I think you misunderstood something.”
“Why should I care about that?”
“Oh, so you’re not denying eavesdropping on us. Good boy.” Khun chuckled lively. “I think you care about that. I saw you running away.”
“Stop bothering me.” He halted in front of the nurse’s office and it was obvious she wasn’t there, because it was past 6PM already. “Shit.” He cursed, kicking the door lightly.
“Don’t relieve your stress on the poor door. Better tell me what’s on your mind.” Khun ruffled his student’s hair and laughed.
“Damn, are you always like that?” Chansung put him down on the bed and turned on the light.
“Yeah. Are you going to do something about that? Because I know a very good method to shut someone’s mouth…” He winked at Chan as he took the first aid kit and approached his teacher sitting on the bed. He grabbed a stool and placed himself in front of Khun, who had a wicked grin on his childish face.
“Give me your leg.” He demanded.
“I could give you something more than that.” Khun placed his foot on Chan’s thigh and brushed against it, coming closer to his student’s groin.
Chan caught his foot immediately. “What the hell, are you hitting on all the people, who are trying to help you?”
“Of course not. You’re exceptional.” He was staring at his student’s hands as they touched the hurt ankle and made him yelp in pain. “Damn! It hurts! Could you be gentler?”
“Sorry, it’s going to hurt. I’m going to wrap it tightly.” He looked up to Khun and saw a pair of wide eyes, asking for mercy.
The next few minutes made Khun cringe and squirm. He almost ripped the sheets, trying to relieve his agony as Chansung tightened the bandage around his slim ankle. The last move was the worst one. It made Nichkhun scream and jump on his healthy feet.
Chansung tried to catch him and he succeeded, but his own feet stumbled over the stool he was sitting on and they fell on the ground. Chansung groaned, because Khun was on top of him, crushing his lungs with his weight.
“C-can’t breathe.” He coughed and felt Khun changing his position.
“Are you okay?” Thai rested his hands beside Chan’s armpits, still on top of him.
“Yeah. I’m not a chair, could you stand up?” He looked irritated. No, he was tensed.
The teacher smirked. “I’m not moving anywhere.” He grabbed his student’s wrists and pinned them above his head, leaning way too close for a proper conversation. Even though Khun’s outer appearance made people think he’s slim, therefore weak, it wasn’t the case. He was hiding a massive amount of strength in his thin bones. He noticed Chan’s puzzled gaze. “Now, be a good student and listen to your teacher. Jay is my best friend, we were talking about his phone. Do you understand it?”
Chansung turned his head away, gritting his teeth. “Yes.”
“Good. Now, please answer my question. Are you gay?”
“What does that matter?” He couldn’t look at Khun.
Khun blew some air on the taller boy’s neck. He shivered. “It does. Tell me.”
“I’m bisexual. Are you happy now? Let go of me.”
Khun was facing his student’s side profile. It wasn’t enough for Thai. He wanted to see his burning eyes, so he grabbed his chin using one hand and tightening his grip on Chan’s wrists with the other one. “Not yet. Do you hate me?”
Chan’s frown didn’t seem like the angry one, it looked more like… a sad frown. The inner corners of his eyebrows rose slightly. “No…” The short answer was more like a plea.
“Do you like me?” Khun leaned closer, finger brushing against Chan’s jawbone.
For some reason it looked like Chan was fighting something inside his mind. His eyes were locked onto the ones above him. “I… I don’t like you.” His pupils moved to the left.
“Liar.” Khun moved his hand on Chan’s crotch and stroked it slightly, making the younger let out a deep moan. “Why are you doing this to me? Why are you making me think about you all the time? You react to my actions and yet you deny something very essential.” Khun couldn’t bear his feelings anymore, the only thing he wanted to do was to feel these perfectly shaped lips against his own. He took the liberty of Chan’s lips in a split of a second. Oh God, how great it was. Not only the taste was like something Khun has never felt before, but the most important thing was that the younger one responded even more passionately. He slid his tongue inside his teacher’s mouth and felt a deep moan coming from Khun’s throat.
The tight grip loosened up on Chan’s wrists and he placed his palms on his teachers face, leading the way he wanted to kiss him. Nichkhun’s hands found their way under Chan’s shirt, massaging his perfectly shaped chest, well-toned abs and going even lower…
“Wait.” Chansung gasped as he broke the kiss.
“Damn, I can’t wait. You have no idea what you’ve done to me.” Khun pressed his huge bulge onto Chan’s abdomen.
The student closed his eyes tightly and groaned. “Fuck! This can’t be happening. I promised to myself!”
“Why?!” Nichkhun’s voice was filled with desperation. He cupped Chan’s face in his warm palms.
“I like you too much! That’s why!” He took Khun by his waist and removed him off his body.
Khun opened his mouth in disbelief and watched Chansung getting up. “Is that your problem? You like me too much?”
“Yes! I have a fuckin problem with you! Aaah…” He covered his eyes with the back of his hand.
Khun felt his soul leaving his limp body. He didn’t know if he should be happy or hurt. “I don’t get it.” He rose on his feet slowly, holding onto the table and trying to keep his balance.
“I have a really important audition in a few days, but I can’t prepare for it because of you! I really hate it, I hate you. I hate you for occupying my mind. You and your stupid behavior, your stupid and insanely sincere laugh, your stupid and cute look when you gaze my way, your stupid yet effective seduction methods. I can’t get them out of my head! I hate you, because I like you.” Chansung was panting like after a marathon from Seoul to Busan. “Oh God, don’t look at me like that. It’s going to haunt me.” Chansung was pleading now.
Nichkhun’s face was full of excitement, his mouth was open like a newborn bird’s, eyebrows raised to the top of his hairline. If you’d need a definition of astonishment, his face would be the perfect choice.
Chansung marched to his teacher and put his arm over his shoulder. “That’s it. I’m taking you to the bus stop. You won’t be able to drive your car anyway.” He dragged Khun out of the nurse’s office.
The expression on his face was still the same when they reached the bus stop. “Hey, Earth to Mars. I’m leaving you here. You look like retard right now, someone might take advantage of you.” Chansung felt strange acting like he was the older one. Still, no reaction from Mars. The taller boy leaned closer and waved his hands in front of his stagnant teacher.
Khun grabbed them and proved he’s alive. It was Chan’s turn to be surprised as Thai pecked on Chan’s lips quickly. “Are you stupid? People might see us.” He whispered fiercely.
It seemed like the silly grin became his trademark after his student’s confession. “Good luck with your audition.”
For the first time Chansung returned the smile to the one, who sent it. Still, he was questioning himself if he would be able to compose his minds and will on the audition. He knew it’d be a difficult task. Yet, he couldn’t help but smile to himself, leaving silly Khun behind him.
He was walking, trying to avoid any difficult questions. But Khun was too curious and his hopes were irked by the earlier occurrence. “You won’t answer me?” He whispered on Chan’s ear, which hasn’t lost its redness yet.
“There’s nothing to answer.” His voice was cold unlike his body.
“Really? Your ear is as red as my underwear today, I can see it even in the dark, you know. You won’t fool me anymore with your high level acting.” Khun felt Chan’s hands tightening around his legs. “Did you think Jay was my boyfriend?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Come on, I saw you eavesdropping on our conversation. That’s not a very nice thing to do, but since you heard us, I think you misunderstood something.”
“Why should I care about that?”
“Oh, so you’re not denying eavesdropping on us. Good boy.” Khun chuckled lively. “I think you care about that. I saw you running away.”
“Stop bothering me.” He halted in front of the nurse’s office and it was obvious she wasn’t there, because it was past 6PM already. “Shit.” He cursed, kicking the door lightly.
“Don’t relieve your stress on the poor door. Better tell me what’s on your mind.” Khun ruffled his student’s hair and laughed.
“Damn, are you always like that?” Chansung put him down on the bed and turned on the light.
“Yeah. Are you going to do something about that? Because I know a very good method to shut someone’s mouth…” He winked at Chan as he took the first aid kit and approached his teacher sitting on the bed. He grabbed a stool and placed himself in front of Khun, who had a wicked grin on his childish face.
“Give me your leg.” He demanded.
“I could give you something more than that.” Khun placed his foot on Chan’s thigh and brushed against it, coming closer to his student’s groin.
Chan caught his foot immediately. “What the hell, are you hitting on all the people, who are trying to help you?”
“Of course not. You’re exceptional.” He was staring at his student’s hands as they touched the hurt ankle and made him yelp in pain. “Damn! It hurts! Could you be gentler?”
“Sorry, it’s going to hurt. I’m going to wrap it tightly.” He looked up to Khun and saw a pair of wide eyes, asking for mercy.
The next few minutes made Khun cringe and squirm. He almost ripped the sheets, trying to relieve his agony as Chansung tightened the bandage around his slim ankle. The last move was the worst one. It made Nichkhun scream and jump on his healthy feet.
Chansung tried to catch him and he succeeded, but his own feet stumbled over the stool he was sitting on and they fell on the ground. Chansung groaned, because Khun was on top of him, crushing his lungs with his weight.
“C-can’t breathe.” He coughed and felt Khun changing his position.
“Are you okay?” Thai rested his hands beside Chan’s armpits, still on top of him.
“Yeah. I’m not a chair, could you stand up?” He looked irritated. No, he was tensed.
The teacher smirked. “I’m not moving anywhere.” He grabbed his student’s wrists and pinned them above his head, leaning way too close for a proper conversation. Even though Khun’s outer appearance made people think he’s slim, therefore weak, it wasn’t the case. He was hiding a massive amount of strength in his thin bones. He noticed Chan’s puzzled gaze. “Now, be a good student and listen to your teacher. Jay is my best friend, we were talking about his phone. Do you understand it?”
Chansung turned his head away, gritting his teeth. “Yes.”
“Good. Now, please answer my question. Are you gay?”
“What does that matter?” He couldn’t look at Khun.
Khun blew some air on the taller boy’s neck. He shivered. “It does. Tell me.”
“I’m bisexual. Are you happy now? Let go of me.”
Khun was facing his student’s side profile. It wasn’t enough for Thai. He wanted to see his burning eyes, so he grabbed his chin using one hand and tightening his grip on Chan’s wrists with the other one. “Not yet. Do you hate me?”
Chan’s frown didn’t seem like the angry one, it looked more like… a sad frown. The inner corners of his eyebrows rose slightly. “No…” The short answer was more like a plea.
“Do you like me?” Khun leaned closer, finger brushing against Chan’s jawbone.
For some reason it looked like Chan was fighting something inside his mind. His eyes were locked onto the ones above him. “I… I don’t like you.” His pupils moved to the left.
“Liar.” Khun moved his hand on Chan’s crotch and stroked it slightly, making the younger let out a deep moan. “Why are you doing this to me? Why are you making me think about you all the time? You react to my actions and yet you deny something very essential.” Khun couldn’t bear his feelings anymore, the only thing he wanted to do was to feel these perfectly shaped lips against his own. He took the liberty of Chan’s lips in a split of a second. Oh God, how great it was. Not only the taste was like something Khun has never felt before, but the most important thing was that the younger one responded even more passionately. He slid his tongue inside his teacher’s mouth and felt a deep moan coming from Khun’s throat.
The tight grip loosened up on Chan’s wrists and he placed his palms on his teachers face, leading the way he wanted to kiss him. Nichkhun’s hands found their way under Chan’s shirt, massaging his perfectly shaped chest, well-toned abs and going even lower…
“Wait.” Chansung gasped as he broke the kiss.
“Damn, I can’t wait. You have no idea what you’ve done to me.” Khun pressed his huge bulge onto Chan’s abdomen.
The student closed his eyes tightly and groaned. “Fuck! This can’t be happening. I promised to myself!”
“Why?!” Nichkhun’s voice was filled with desperation. He cupped Chan’s face in his warm palms.
“I like you too much! That’s why!” He took Khun by his waist and removed him off his body.
Khun opened his mouth in disbelief and watched Chansung getting up. “Is that your problem? You like me too much?”
“Yes! I have a fuckin problem with you! Aaah…” He covered his eyes with the back of his hand.
Khun felt his soul leaving his limp body. He didn’t know if he should be happy or hurt. “I don’t get it.” He rose on his feet slowly, holding onto the table and trying to keep his balance.
“I have a really important audition in a few days, but I can’t prepare for it because of you! I really hate it, I hate you. I hate you for occupying my mind. You and your stupid behavior, your stupid and insanely sincere laugh, your stupid and cute look when you gaze my way, your stupid yet effective seduction methods. I can’t get them out of my head! I hate you, because I like you.” Chansung was panting like after a marathon from Seoul to Busan. “Oh God, don’t look at me like that. It’s going to haunt me.” Chansung was pleading now.
Nichkhun’s face was full of excitement, his mouth was open like a newborn bird’s, eyebrows raised to the top of his hairline. If you’d need a definition of astonishment, his face would be the perfect choice.
Chansung marched to his teacher and put his arm over his shoulder. “That’s it. I’m taking you to the bus stop. You won’t be able to drive your car anyway.” He dragged Khun out of the nurse’s office.
The expression on his face was still the same when they reached the bus stop. “Hey, Earth to Mars. I’m leaving you here. You look like retard right now, someone might take advantage of you.” Chansung felt strange acting like he was the older one. Still, no reaction from Mars. The taller boy leaned closer and waved his hands in front of his stagnant teacher.
Khun grabbed them and proved he’s alive. It was Chan’s turn to be surprised as Thai pecked on Chan’s lips quickly. “Are you stupid? People might see us.” He whispered fiercely.
It seemed like the silly grin became his trademark after his student’s confession. “Good luck with your audition.”
For the first time Chansung returned the smile to the one, who sent it. Still, he was questioning himself if he would be able to compose his minds and will on the audition. He knew it’d be a difficult task. Yet, he couldn’t help but smile to himself, leaving silly Khun behind him.