falling for your art teacher was never a good idea. jeon jeongguk learnt that the hard way.
a blossoming friendship between an art prodigy and a typical highschool art teacher.
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#1 in vkook 03/04/2020
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"kid."
taehyung's deep voice mused; the word echoing down the empty, barren street as jeongguk stepped out of the man's car and onto the pavement outside of his home.
pulling the straps of his faded pink rucksack further up his small shoulders, he turned around and hummed at the older.
"yes, mr kim?"
the sun had set by now, leaving soft whispy tendrils of orange smoke in its hazy wake, they bled together with the newly emerging navy hues of serenity and the tiny stars that blinked from their slumber, flickering about in the beckoning night sky, they glowed against taehyung's golden skin.
"i want to speak to your mother. is she home?" taehyung held the steering wheel. why did he have to look so good holding a steering wheel? ugh, why did he have to make jeongguk's life so difficult?
and oh.
why ever would taehyung need to do that? was he in trouble? did jeongguk do anything wrong? that's the last thing he wanted..
"um i don't think so just yet- she will be in half- an-hour or so though, if you want to wait-"
"i'll wait."
"okay." a soft silence passed between them for a few long moments.
"uhhh, are you going to get out of the car.. or-?"
"jeongguk, i'm not inviting myself into your house." his teacher chuckled softly, silver locks brushing his eyes. he drummed his long fingers against the steering wheel.
there was this look in taehyung's eye that jeongguk didn't know.
he looked at him with a certain fondness that the younger remained oblivious to.
"i insist mr kim." jeongguk whispered. it was a bit of an under exaggeration, he wanted to drag him inside and make him some piping hot cup of tea- what? that was weird. or did it have a double meaning?
no, jeongguk was thinking for too much into this.
"are you sure?"
"of course! i- mean.. uh, of course." he tried no to squeak, he really did.
he failed miserably.
taehyung stared at him again with that expression that jeongguk had never seen someone look at him with, it was different, made his tummy flutter and just in that very instance, he could have sworn, was convinced that he saw his eyes twinkle. or maybe he was just getting lost in them again, as always.
"alright, ggukie." the man sighed, turning off the engine and climbing out of his car.
