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minho heard the knock on the door and got confused but let out a tired 'yes'.

"please give me a d," jisung ran in and practically shouted.

"a d?," minho replied with a stunned expression.

"yes. it's what i deserve," the younger nodded and looked down humbly.

"like, now?"

"i mean.. if you're busy i guess i could wait but.. as soon as possible," jisung eagerly responded and pleaded, "please be more rough with me, you're too nice."

minho's jaw dropped and he started stuttering, "y-you.. really want it..?"

"of course i do!"

"here?," the older lifted his eyes in a stupor.

"here, in the corridor, in class, it doesn't matter, just as soon as you're available."

"but..?," the taller stammered again and eyed the other, perplexed.

"yes. before someone else complains," jisung nodded diligently and his eyes were fearful.

"wait.. who..? what?," minho incomprehensively demanded.

"one of the other students who know about this," the shorter explained and shut up.

"and.. what would they complain.. about?"

"about the grades.. mr lee," jisung deadpanned, thinking he had been listened to all along.

"the.. grades?," the older questioned in surprise.

"yes, mr lee. remember that you gave me a b?," the small boy asked and received a nod.

"and you.. think they would complain about that?," the teacher returned, trying to figure out what one thing had to do with the other.

"yes. because my presentation was one of the worst and got a b. please correct it so that we don't get ourselves into trouble," jisung pleaded once again and held both of his hands together.

"jisung, what are you talking about?"

"you gave me a b."

"uh-huh, and..?," minho lifted his brows.

"i haven't earned this. please, change your grade."

"oh. oh, you.."

"yes. i came to ask you. before someone else notices.."

minho smacked his lips together, trying not to laugh.

"what?," jisung demanded, his voice filled with concern.

"you really.. want the d, right?," the older chuckled.

"yes! i definitely do."

"you sure? isn't it a little early? it's not even midday yet?"

"what? nevermind, just listen to me. my real presentation was d material. it's only fair if you.."

minho lifted his hand up to stop him from talking and jisung immediately shut up, "okay. i'll do as you wish," he quietly returned. the boy was about to speak but he continued, "but don't come in here asking for the d. please, spare me," the teacher cackled.

"is there something i'm not in on or..?"

"you're way too innocent for this, aren't you?," minho laughed and stood up.

"um.. no, i..," jisung started but suddenly realised what his words may have sounded like and looked down but as he did so, he realised he was looking directly at the other's pants and precipitously shut his eyes closed in embarrassment.

minho started laughing out loud though and jisung just followed. seconds later, he opened his eyes only to see his teacher right in front of him, between him and the huge desk, covered with papers.

"sorry, i..," the younger started but received a hand on his ass, squeezing it and pulling it closer. minho's other hand found the boy's jaw and pulled his head closer so that their faces were almost touching.

"no need. i wouldn't mind giving you either," the teacher whispered, his warm breath brushing against the shorter's lips, smelling like peaches. his eyelids looked shiny and his eyes, though tired, were glossy.

jisung swallowed hard and looked down to the glossy lips when they swept his into a passionate kiss.

minho's hand squeezed his ass even more and his lips tackled jisung's lower lip while the boy touched minho's face and waist lustfully.

jisung tasted the peaches on minho's lips and he licked them to savour it even more. maybe it was chapstick or he had had a fruit as a snack and he let his tongue glide over the surface of the teacher's mouth before going in to examine his tongue.

they continued tasting each other's lips and tongues as their hands sensually roamed over each other's body and jisung's heart was beating in its normal rate but somehow more clearly, as if it had the bass boosted option turned on.

he had no idea that they had that much sexual energy and desire flowing between them.

"yeah, later," a muffled voice came from the outer side of the door and a hand grabbed the handle, pushing it down. minho immediately stepped back and so did jisung, and their hands quit each other's bodies almost with a push.

"see you," the voice chimed in again and in another second chan was opening the door with a handful of papers on his arms, "o-oh. hi. didn't think someone else would be here," he smiled and left the papers on the leather couch in the end of the room.

the duo was standing in the middle of the room awkwardly, minho leaning against the desk as if he was trying to become one with it, and jisung almost sitting on top of the little coffee table in the middle of the room.

"um, yeah, sorry. i'm out of my consultation hour again," minho replied and cleared his throat, "we're done here either way."

"no, if you have something else to discuss i'll wait, don't worry..," chan comprehensively suggested and turned to the student to make sure he didn't have any additional questions.

"um, no need, i'm fine," the shortest boy ended up mumbling and he scratched his arm uncomfortably.

"yes, he was just leaving," minho confirmed and nodded to jisung in a businesslike manner to signal him to go.

"uh, yes. bye," the youngest raised his voice a bit too much and turned around to go, "have a good day, mr lee. thank you," he warmly greeted before exiting.

"you don't like him much, huh?," chan questioned right after the door closed behind jisung. minho's eyes lifted up fearfully.

"what do you mean..?"

"well, you always dismiss him and his ideas," the older smiled sweetly, "and it's clear that he likes you.."

minho's eyes widened involuntarily as he tried to play it out without letting the other know of their connection, "um, do you think he really does?," he uttered as casually as he could.

"definitely. see how he's always trying to get your opinion?," chan pointed out. of course he could pick those things up, "just be gentle, huh? i think he's a nice boy..," he expressed and sat down on the couch, obviously having finished the topic.

minho didn't know how to reply to this so he didn't. he just gathered his work and prepared to go to the library. he greeted chan on his way out.