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“Jimin” The professor questioned “Where are you going?” Jimin ignored him and proceeded to walk out of the classroom.
Watching as he left the room the professor shakes his head and sighs, “What has gotten into that kid these days.”
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Yoongi was having a headache as he marks the papers, he would much appreciate the students leave the paper blank if they obviously don’t know the answer. Not give ridiculous answers that are in no way related to the questions, it just gives him more work to do.
Not only does he find idiotic answers he occasionally finds pick up lines, phone numbers, weird questions from this kid named Taehyung and even more bizarre than what, is a kiss mark.
Yoongi would be lying if he said he didn’t notice all those attempts at trying to flirt with him, through paper or through face to face, he just chooses to ignore it. After all, he has his adorable little ba-
“Hyung.” A voice all too familiar to Yoongi whines.
Yoongi would also be lying if that voice doesn’t bring a smile to his face, stress from marking papers vanished from his mind.
“Jimin” Yoongi responded with a nod, trying to hide his fondness upon seeing his lovers pouty face as he walks into the class. “Aren’t you supposed to be in class?”
“Yeah but-”
“Then go back to class Jimin, skipping class is bad.” Yoongi waves Jimin away with his hand, adjusts his glasses and continues marking the papers.
“Hyung” Comes another whine. “Park Jimin stop whining an-” Jimin grabbed Yoongi by the shoulder and pushed him back so that Yoongi was leaning against the backrest. Jimin then proceeded to climb onto Yoongi’s lap; straddling him.
“Park Jimin what is this indecent behavior, do you want detention?”
Jimin lightly hits Yoongi on the chest and buries his face into the crook of his neck. “Stop it hyung.”
At this, a smile of pure fondness appears on Yoongi’s face and this time he doesn’t try to hide it.
“Alright, alright i’m sorry baby.” Yoongi wraps his arms around Jimins waist and adjusts their position so their both comfortable and so that Jimin won’t suddenly fall off.
Burying his face into Jimin’s hair, “What subject is it now?”
“Maths.”
“Everything done?”
“Mmh”
“Good boy”
Jimin groans, “Hyung, don’t say that in school. I’ll get horny.” Yoongi raises an eyebrow even though Jimin can’t see him, “Oh? So says the one that wrote ‘fuck me’ in capital letters on their paper.”
“You still fucked me when you got home anyway, you’re equally guilty.”
“Who fucked you, your boyfriend? I’m merely your literature teacher.”
“Mmh, he fucked me good.” Jimin slurs, slowly drifting off to sleep in the comfort of Yoongi’s arms.
Yoongi’s face flushed bright red and quickly looked around for anyone who could have heard even though no one else but him could have heard it at the volume Jimin was talking.
“Jimin, don’t say things like that in school! What if you were heard!
There was no response, Yoongi looked to the side to find Jimin cutely sound asleep on his shoulder.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have slept so much around him, now the brat has the habit too.” Yoongi whispered to himself, planting a kiss on Jimin’s temple.
Yoongi then marked a few more papers before he got really sluggish, glancing at his little baby, who is now drooling a little on his shoulder. Yoongi decided that a little nap wouldn’t hurt.
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Yoongi woke up abruptly with a jerk, that seems to have disturbed Jimin a little as he started stirring slightly before settling down again, arms now wrapped around Yoongi’s neck and buries himself into the crook of Yoongi’s neck once more.
Yoongi watched all this groggily but the adoration never fails to appear on his face. Taking in a deep breathe and closing his eyes, he released it while simultaneously opening his eyes lazily.
Now before his eyes, is the eyes of 30 students all locked on him, or Jimin, he doesn’t know. All of them strangely quiet, usually they are the loudest bunch out there.
It takes a few seconds for it to click but Yoongi finally catches up to reality, eyes going wide and mouth gaping like a fish out of water.
He wills himself to calm down, taking in deep breathes and prays to the gods that his face isn’t a tomato right now.
Now that he calmed down, he awkwardly turned with all the students eyes locked on him in interest now that they realize he is awake.
He wants to throw Jimin off, badly. But when his eyes land on his precious baby, he internally slaps himself for even thinking of doing that.
Gently, he lifts a hand and taps lightly on Jimins hips like usual. Once, he shook Jimin awake and Jimin woke up looking so startled Yoongi just felt so bad.
“Jimin, wake up baby.” Yoongi coaxes out of pure habit when Jimin starts to stir.
“Five more minutes.” Jimin mumbles. “Baby, as much as I wanna let you sleep more, the whole class is here, watching us .” Yoongi hopes Jimin can hear the urgency in his voice.
Yoongi doesn’t have to worry much longer because Jimin instantly shoots straight up in Yoongi’s lap. Staring wide eyed at Yoongi, he whispers “What do you mean?”
“Everyone is in class Jimin, they are looking at us.”
Jimin lets out a little noise and very slowly he turns his head around. He lets out a squeak when he catches sight of the whole class watching him. Immediately he whips back around and hisses at Yoongi. “Why didn’t you wake me earlier!”, “I myself just woke up too!” Yoongi hisses back.
Once again, Jimin tries to turn around. This time, he catches sight of someone grinning widely right by the front row, the one and only Kim Taehyung.
“So, Park Jimin.” Taehyung starts.
Jimin squeaks again, body going stiff before suddenly climbing out of Yoongi’s lap, almost face planting himself and scrambles out of the classroom, leaving behind a very, very amused yet fond Yoongi watching him run out of the class.
Yoongi lets out a chuckle and is about to get back to marking the papers when he remembers the situation at hand, having completely forgotten it with Jimin being so adorable.
He pauses in his movements, eyes nervously looking up at his students.
“So, Professor Min. Care to explain what all that was about?”