"Now, are you going to tell me what's going on?"

Your lips have been pressed in a thin line since you stepped foot inside the little coffee shop.

Actually, now that you think of it, you haven't spoken or even glanced in your teachers direction since you were caught red handed in a heated makeout session with Jungkook. A session that probably would have lead to other things if you weren't caught.

Whether you should be pissed or relieved about that, you're not quite sure but you still blush at the memory of Jungkook's mouth suckling across your collarbone.

Aside from the fact that Mr. Min so easily dismissed Jungkook before ordering you to follow him, what really has you shaken is the unsettling soft tone of your teachers voice, a tone usually so cold it holds the ability to freeze Earth into an icy barren sphere.

"Look, I know you and I have had our... differences," Mr. Min says carefully as you don't answer. "but I told myself when I first started this career path that I would never sit back and watch my students destroy themselves."

Finally, you look up at the word 'destroy.' The word sounds appalling falling from his lips; is that what it really looks like from an outsiders perspective?

"I know you may think this is crazy but... I've been keeping an eye on you two. In class, of course!" he says the last part quickly as your face begins to scrunch up uncomfortably.

Mr. Min opens his mouth to continue but quickly snaps it shut and forces a tight smile on his face as you both are approached. The waitress sets down two steaming cups of coffee, throwing Mr. Min a wink and a flirty smile, as she's done this entire time, and he thanks her quietly in the same fake polite manner.

"I also brought some napkins for you," she says pretty much only to him and you almost laugh at the awkward atmosphere.

You ignore her, reaching for the one of the cheap paper squares she placed specifically on his side of the table.

Until she quickly slaps a thick stack of napkins the size of the Deathly Hollows in front of you.

"Here," the waitress says with a bit too much sass. "have as many as you want," and with that she spares one last seductive glance at Mr. Min who's now staring my colossal pile of napkins with his eyes wide as bowling balls, before strutting over to check on another one of her tables.

"That... was weird," is all you can say in this moment, robotically ripping open too many sugars and creams to dump into your hot drink.

Mr. Min simply snorts, shaking his head as his hand hovers over his napkins. "Don't feel too offended," he swiftly picks up the top napkin and examines it only for a moment before his body begins to shake with laughter. "Ahh, just as I thought, she's a determined one, I'll give her that."

Before you can question him the napkin is flipped over to face you, revealing a neatly scripted name and phone number. Realization hits you like a truck and you try your hardest not to let out the loud cackle dying to escape.

"This must happen to you a lot, I assume," you smirk as you stir your coffee.

"We're not talking about my love life right now, Miss. L/N," your smile falls as Mr. Min quickly changes the subject back to the last thing you want to talk about. "I promise this will be a teacher-student confidentiality type of matter," Mr. Min persuades while taking a sip of his black coffee, only to pull away and hiss as it burns his tongue.

You can't help but to giggle at how adorable it looks.

Actually, Mr. Min doesn't look much older than I am...

"Mr. Min, h-- "

"Since we're not on school property, call me Yoongi."

You hesitate for a moment before slowly starting again. "Y-Yoongi... can I ask how old you are? You don't look old enough to be a college professor."

Yoongi's gummy smile has your cheeks tint pink. Since he's your teacher, a scary one at that, you never noticed how good-looking the man actually is, never saw the attractive smile he holds, not that he ever really showed it before anyways.

He nods his head while straightening out the pitch black locks covering his forehead. "I graduated and received my masters early. I guess strict parents really do come in handy sometimes," Yoongi seems lost in thought for a moment, but a small smile still brushes his lips.

He never fully answered your question but you don't push him for fear it would flip a switch and the old Mr. Min would kick out the nice Yoongi you're just now meeting and lash out.

"What are you parents like, Y/N?" Mr. Min asks while blowing into his mug of coffee.

You lean back, fingers anxiously tapping against the wood grains of the table in a silent debate if you should let down your guard to the strange teacher sitting before you. Your gaze dances between the calm slant in his eyes, the way his hands wrap securely around the cup, the relaxed shift in his shoulders.

You finally take a deep breath through your nose. "There's not much to know, really. My mom has done the best she can to raise me by herself. My father died when I was a baby. He was a firefighter, he saved a little girls life that night. I don't have any other siblings, it's always just been my mother and I, well, and Jungkook."

"I'm sorry to hear that," you smile tightly and he continues after clearing his throat. "So you and Jungkook have been friends for a while?" He asks and you nod in confirmation.

"We met in elementary school, but it's funny now when we think back on it. He always picked on me, one time he dumped purple paint all over my head and covered me in feathers in front of the whole art class," Yoongi smiles softly as you chuckle. "One day another boy wouldn't let me play on the swings. He had pushed me down, kicked sand in my face, and took away the snacks my mom had packed for me. Who are you laughing at?! Those are important to a child, you know! My mom always told me she packed them with love so I always took extra caution with them!" Mr. Min snorts again but nods in agreement for you to press on.

"Jungkook didn't even hesitate, he punched the poor kid, and now that I think of it, at the time I didn't understand half of the curse words he had used," you shake your head and roll your eyes before meeting your teachers gaze again. "He shared his snacks with me and we just clicked ever since."

Yoongi processes your story before tilting his head to the side in question. "Cursing and beating up kids at such a young age?" he hesitates again, biting his lower lip while leaning forward on the table. "What about Jungkook's parents? Surely you must know them considering you've been friends for so long," his voice drops an octave for only you to hear in the quiet cafe. "What are they like?"

Your eyes narrow as your cross your arms. "I don't really think it's my place to talk about Jungkook when he's not here."

Yoongi looks down briefly, somehow finding your statement a little too hilarious, before looking back up. "I'm only trying to help, but I can't help you if I don't hear the whole story, Y/N. I'm simply trying to understand," when you don't answer he tries again. "Trust me, just because I'm a professor doesn't mean I don't hear what the students on campus talk about. I've heard... quite a bit about your best friend Jungkook."

You sigh. "Jungkook is an adult, Mr. M-- Sorry, Yoongi. He's free to do whatever he wants... with whoever."

I can't believe I'm having this conversation right now with the teacher who's hated my guts since day one...

"Fair point," he finally leans back, fingers linking together on the table. "Well, if you won't tell me, I guess I'll have to ask Jungkook myself."

This time you're the one to snort. "Good luck, Jungkook isn't exactly an open book."

"No, but he seems to care about you a lot, and I think he'd be willing to open up if he knows that I can help him," Yoongi's sly smile has you squirm in your seat.

"Yeah, well, have fun finding him then," you don't know why you're acting defensive at this point but you continue to roll your eyes as his knowing chuckle sounds off from across the table.

"I could always look up his address at school, but it seems I don't have to." Your brows push together in confusion as Yoongi leans in closer.

"Jungkook has been watching us this entire time."

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