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Early update BUT. . .
☆☆For Eternity, Keep Staying Here☆☆
Jeon Jungkook.
That was his name.
Jimin could find out that much. Well, he didn't necessarily find that out himself because said professor introduced himself in front of the class.
Said professor was also still the same as he met him the night before. There wasn't any change in his demeanor whatsoever. And even if their new professor Jeon Jungkok was aware of the ogling stares, flirty smiles, and murmurs directed to him from the whole class, he didn't show it. His stares remained cold and uninviting, his intense gaze that was now styled up with black-rimmed eyeglasses were solely focused on the list of students in his attendance sheet as he stood there behind the teacher's desk looking like a snack. And the 'snack description' did not come from Jimin but from his classmates actually. Even Taehyung had begun blabbering things in his ears.
"Holy cow, Jimin, that's one hell of a fine man right there! I'm ready to pop out a knot, geez!" Taehyung whispered on his side giddily.
And only if Taehyung knew that that was the same asshole whom he had dinner last night and also the same person who was his partner in that stupid marriage arrangement and his husband too in a legal binding then maybe Taehyung will wake up and realize that said person was the one who ruined-- No, correction-- who is ruining his life.
Their new professor, which he doesn't even want to address by his real name for some odd reason because he claimed that Jungkook's a curse like Voldemort, started calling their names one by one for attendance purposes or maybe to remember their faces too since it was his first day after all.
Most of the girls either used their high-pitched tone or sweet-toned nasal voice which he found weren't cute at all. More than anything they just all sound like some annoying muppet show which he doesn't fancy at all.
And if their said new professor remembers him then he clearly also did not show it.
"Park Jimin?" He was supposed to raise his hand or either utter a simple 'Here, Sir' in reply but his stubborn ass doesn't want to so he didn't.
He remained to stare with a bored look outside the window from where he was seated at, chin on his right palm as his elbow rested on his desk. He could feel everyone's stares on the back of his head but he didn't pay attention.
Everyone wasn't even surprised anymore at his behavior because they were used to him that way. It was like an act of rebellion, something that has to do with his school reputation. He always does that to his professors, acting like they were all invisible and unimportant although it was different with Professor Min Yoongi, Professor Kim Namjoon, and of course, with his favorite Mr. Ryu since he treats them with respect unlike the others. Because in his defense, they weren't like the other stupid professors who only knows how to teach crap.
Everyone finds him cool for it though. They think it's one of his charms for having not to care about everyone around him but Taehyung and his other best friend Hoseok. They don't mind him having a bad attitude or if he was a regular student in the detention. They don't care if he sleeps around with random dudes or pretty and sexy girls to go off at every party he joins in. They don't care if he picks a fight at random times. They don't care about all of those days he gets suspended for his repulsive actions.
What they only care about was that he's loaded with money, or that he's hot, handsome, great in bed, sexy as fuck, and popular. Everyone just wants to be with him like he was a magnet attracting them to orbit around him like some leeches ready to take his all. They only care about him being The notorious Park Jimin.
Their pretty little sly fox.
"He's here, Sir." He hears Taehyung replying for him even though that was already expected. Taehyung always does that for him as if it was his job.
"Is he?" Jungkook stared at Taehyung for a moment, then to Jimin's seat and sees Jimin staring far. He turns to look at Taehyung for the second time. "Then why are you answering for him, Mr. Kim?"
Jimin was still not going to look in front. The scenery of the soccer field outside is surely more promising to look at than that ghostly presence in front of their classroom.
"Uh, Professor Jeon, you see--" Taehyung tried to explain.
"I'll mark him absent." Jimin hears Jungkook interrupt even before Taehyung could finish his sentence. That made him emit a scoff, his head turning in front and now his arms were crossed against his chest as he leans back on his chair.
"Excuse me? Didn't he just say that I'm here?" Jimin voiced out with a bite in his tone, more eyes staring at his direction. He knew they were waiting for what's about to happen. This would be some sort of initiation since Professor Jeon is new and Jimin wanted to know himself how far Jungkook's guts could go against him. He's unbeatable though so he's curious who's going to give up first.
Jimin earned their professor's attention and he sees him bringing the attendance sheet folder on the teacher's table.
"Is Mr. Kim your spokesperson, Mr. Park?" Jimin scrunched his eyebrows from the ridiculous question. He's not an idiot to know that it wasn't a tone of mockery.
"What?" He asked taken aback.
"You heard me." And he doesn't want back out so he emits another scoff, this time from amusement. He raised one eyebrow, clasping his hands together on his desk as he leaned forward in a challenging manner.
"Do I have to make him my spokesperson first before you consider me present then?" He asked with a fake smile, "He just said that I'm here and you're talking to me right now so what do you still need?" He chuckled in retort and he began hearing murmurs from his classmates. He could even hear some of what they were saying.
'He's at it again. Poor Professor Jeon, it was even just his first day.'
'I'm curious how this will end.'
'What do you mean? Of course, it'll be Park Jimin's win! It's always been that way so don't speak nonsense.'
It was silent for a few seconds until Jungkook stepped around the table and leaned his lower back on the wood, his arms crossed on his chest mirroring his posture back at that restaurant's restroom.
"What I need is for you to raise your hand properly and tell me that you're present yourself, Mr. Park." Jimin scrunched his face in silent annoyance because what the hell is this guy want from him exactly?!
Suddenly, it wasn't about attendance anymore. It turned more like a test of who would give up first. And Jimin was willing to show that cocky professor of his who's the rule when it comes to him in that school.
"Is that so?" He replied with sarcasm on his smile before he shrugs. "Then I won't," He clearly voiced out.
It was another quiet moment, both their gazes staying on one another as if no one was willing to break eye contact. Everyone could feel the tension in the room, their eyes turning to Jimin then to their new professor and vice versa. Even Taehyung was starting to nudge Jimin on the elbow to make his best friend get back on his senses and stop.
"Then I believe that the mark of absence on your record will remain the same, Mr. Park." Jungkook voiced out on his final note, turning his attention back to the sheet of attendance he had as he started calling the rest of his students' names.
That made Jimin slightly part his lips in both disbelief and absurdity, leaving him balling his fists as he grits his teeth. He was about to retort about something once again to get back but he was ashamed because he had nothing. And that was absolutely a first.
He just became an utter humiliation in front of his classmates.
And if he thought that it would be the highlight of his already ruined day then he was definitely wishing on a well. Because guess what? As soon as he entered their Drama Club after his classes with Taehyung, he was welcomed again with that smug expression.
Surprised was an understatement. He was shell-shocked as a matter of fact.
Especially when his beloved Mr. Ryu just announced that Professor Jeon Jungkook would also now be his Co-Adviser for the Drama Club starting that day.
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Classes for the day just ended and their club meeting was cut short due to an urgent meeting that their professors would be having.
In the end, they didn't have the chance to talk to Mr. Ryu about the script for the project they would be managing neither did their new professor had the chance to introduce himself. Not like they didn't know Professor Jungkook yet since Jimin's co-club members seemed to already been murmuring with frantic and giddy expressions with the new addition to their club.
Besides, it's also not like Professor Jeon's transfer in the middle of their school year was made discreetly. It was his first day yet his popularity had gone massive within the span of the hours he stepped in their school. He was basically the content of every gossip Jimin could hear during the rest of the day and it's getting really annoying to hear that name over and over again. It was like they were doing it on purpose just to piss him off.
"Want some?" Taehyung offered him a can of soda and he gladly accepted it.
They were currently in the living room of Taehyung's apartment which Taehyung had been sharing with their other best friend Jung Hoseok. Taehyung rented it during 9th grade when he decided to begin living alone and it so happened that Hoseok, who transferred in their 10th grade of high-school, was also looking for a space to live in. Taehyung accepted the said male as his roommate although he's not exactly looking for one and now they've been living together for years.
There was more there is to the story but that's unimportant for now since Jimin's still currently dealing with an asshole that's been keeping him dehydrated. Talk about coldness and hotness at the same time, it was no doubt that it was their new professor slash his husband by papers Jeon Jungkook who was causing him his current inner turmoil.
"What's exactly your drama with Professor Jeon earlier?" Taehyung asked him once he settled beside him on the couch, a random Netflix show flashing on the screen of the television. "It's like there's beef going on between you, like some heavy tension in the air made to suffocate everyone," Taehyung grunted dramatically since he was also in the receiving end of the suffocating vibe.
"There is," Jimin admitted with a sip of his cold soda, his face scrunching with the sparkles bubbling on his throat that went straight to his chest.
"What do you mean by that exactly?" Taehyung asked him with intent and he could see his best friend staring at him in his peripheral vision, his eyes remained focused on the show.
"Remember the asshole I told you about? My partner in last night's dinner date which we established is an 8-inch jerk warrior? Yep. That new professor everyone's been using to piss me off since morning is actually my marriage partner. Oh, scratch that. . . My husband now, by the way." He spun his head towards Taehyung and maybe that was a wrong move since Taehyung spat the soda he's been drinking on his face.
He felt the cold soda drip on his face and to his uniform. He opened his eyes slowly and breathes heavily, his glare now sent to his best friend who had this look of surprise on his face.
"Kim. . . fucking. . . Taehyung. . ."
"Oh my God, Jiminie, I'm so sorry!" Taehyung scrambled on his feet and went straight to the kitchen only to come back with paper towels to wipe the sticky soda on his face and clothes.
"I'm really sorry!" Taehyung pleaded to him again, still busy cleaning him up until he relaxed his breathing and decided to take off his uniform and leave his undershirt on.
"What exactly happened that night, Jiminie? And what the hell? Is Professor Jeon really your marriage partner? And what do you mean he's your husband now? Did you get married that night without telling your bestest friend?! How dare you!" Taehyung bombarded him with questions looking scandalized at the sudden news. Well, it's not like he did not have the same reaction when he first found out about it.
He sighed as if he's been telling the same story over and over again. Then he told Taehyung everything. From when he first stepped on the restaurant without knowing what he's getting himself to, to the dinner date which bored the hell out of him, to the restroom incident, to what he Jungkook told him, and lastly, to how he confronted his father only to confirm that there was no turning back to this. He just made a deal with his evil father and now look at where he was.
Taehyung listened to him intently all throughout his story, even managing to get some chips. In return, he made sure not to miss any single detail and information he remembered. By the end of his narration, he was already fuming once again, the bitter memory of how his pride got humiliated coming back all at once.
"That Professor Jeon is hot as fuck! Am I the only one who has eyes in here?!" He finished with an angry sip on his still cold soda and it was another wrong move since it only caused him to get brain freeze.
"Um... you just said you're not attracted to him?" Taehyung asked in confusion, a few crumbs of his chips dusting the side of his lips.
"I am not attracted to him, okay?! I just want to know why he's not attracted to me." He clutched on his now empty soda can, crumpling it in his hand and putting it on the coffee table in front of the sofa with a thud.
"Maybe you're not really his type?" He hears Taehyung asking and he whipped his head towards his best friend.
"Huh, are you even listening to yourself, Tae? Me? Not his type? More like he has some eye problem or he's gone blind!" He rolled his eyes feeling offended. Taehyung seemed to only chuckle at his distress and that only made him glare even more at his best friend.
"There's nothing funny, Tae. I'm serious when I told you that I hate what's happening in my life right now." He told with a frown and a pout on his lips. He looks away, now mad at Taehyung and like every time that happens, of course, Taehyung sensed it.
The moment he knew it, Taehyung already brought down his chips on the coffee table and he was getting hoisted up from his seat and onto Taehyung's lap that easy making him yelp in surprise. Taehyung kissed the corner of his mouth as he sat him on his lap.
"Alright, alright, I'm sorry, Jiminie. I wasn't making fun of you, okay? I just find the situation funny but I didn't mean to offend you." Taehyung was using that deep and soothing voice on him once again. Not fair, Taehyung knows that's one of his weaknesses.
"I'm sorry, hm? Stop pouting now, please." Taehyung whispered and all he did was let his hands stay on Taehyung's shoulders, giggling after once he feels his best friend's breath tickling his face. And then he was getting kissed on the side of his mouth next. It was a short peck but enough to make him relax on his best friend's hold.
"What's your plan now?" Taehyung asked him after a pause, their gazes meeting in the middle.
"Still the same." He shrugged his shoulders, running his fingers on the nape of Taehyung's neck. Taehyung slightly shivered at his touch although he's already used to it. Taehyung tightened his hold around Jimin's waist, his hands resting at Jimin's lower back as he searched for his best friend's eyes. "Unluckily, I'll have to move in together in his place later so I'll start to come up with something after that."
"Just be easy on the dude, Chim." They both chuckled at that, knowing that Jimin isn't really someone who holds himself back when he's determined about something.
Jimin started brushing Taehyung's black locks back, showing the latter's forehead until the hair bounced back to its place again. Taehyung relished at the feeling, closing his eyes and relaxing at Jimin's fingers tracing patterns on his scalp. At one point, Taehyung buried his forehead on Jimin's shoulder, his nose brushing against the soft skin that was exposed there.
"Don't you hate me, Tae?" Jimin asked, his fingers still busy playing with Taehyung's hair. Taehyung only offered his boyish grin after he pulled back, his gaze meeting Jimin's worried ones.
"Why would you ask that suddenly?" He asked Jimin with his smile not leaving his face but Jimin stopped his movement, hands coming down to Taehyung's shoulders once again as he looked down discouraged. Jimin knows that Taehyung knew exactly what he was talking about but just doesn't want to be the one to open about it.
"Nothing, I just. . . There's a lot of reasons why you should hate me, you know." It came out as a mumble, as if he was embarrassed about himself in front of Taehyung. There's still a lot of unspoken things between them but maybe someday they could talk it out again when they were both ready about reopening old wounds.
His worries were cut short though when Taehyung suddenly kissed him on the lips, his body jolting in surprise and when he looks up at his best friend, all Taehyung did was offer him a smile that never failed to comfort him even at his worst days. He could see Taehyung's kind eyes doing something within him, like Taehyung was erasing all of what's bothering him to keep it at bay.
"But there's a lot more reasons why I love you, Jimin. And I could never hate you. . . You already know that." Taehyung's thumb caressed the side of his cheeks and jaw and he never felt so thankful to have a Kim Taehyung as his best friend and soulmate in his life. Just thinking about not meeting Taehyung was already a tragedy itself.
"You always say things that mushy." He utters as if in disgust although the smile on his face was telling a different story.
"And you always melt every time I tell you those mushy things so it's worth the cringe." They chuckled after that, with Jimin hitting Taehyung's chest and Taehyung acting like it hurts although Jimin's hands were so smol it can't even hurt a fly.
This was one of those days when Taehyung worries about Jimin a lot. It was one of those days when he feels that Jimin put all the unnecessary burden on his shoulders by himself. Jimin had always been that way. And most of the time he worries that Jimin would one day collapse, the kind that he wouldn't know about because it was happening inwardly. And that's what he doesn't want to happen. At least he wanted to be there.
He's at the other end of their past relationship problem after all. He contributed to turning Jimin that way. He made Jimin too wary, too doubtful, and too rueful. And he knew he messed up real bad but Jimin was just forgiving. If it wasn't for Jimin he doesn't exactly know how he could forgive himself for what he had done to the both of them in the past.
"It's not your fault, Jimin." A bitter smile plastered on his lips as he brushed his thumb against Jimin's cheek. "It was never yours. . . I just hope that you won't always put all the blame on yourself." Taehyung whispered at Jimin before they snuggled closer against each other, Jimin's arms tightening around him.
The show on the tv was long-forgotten and they decided to just cuddle with each other on the sofa to have a short nap. Taehyung being the big spoon as always.
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. . . BUT I'll still update again tomorrow!~
And tomorrow is the REAL thing 😝
🍀 What could have happened between Jimin and Taehyung before? (Wild guesses? 🤔)
And it feels so hard to let go of this year's FESTA, I just don't know why :'(
Thank you for reading!~ 😘💜💜💜💜💜💜💜