chapter 21 | Flirty

"I'm going to put my pajamas on, I'm coming back in short minutes," she passes over me to touch the floor, and I let her know I'm waiting.

While she's doing this, I put my underwear back on, then my pants, and my shirt. I don't want to go back home but spend the night with her in my arms, but whatever, I don't have a choice.

At the sound of her coming back, I sit on the sofa and look at her. She's in a pair of silk pajama pants and a tank top. "Would you like something to drink before leaving?"

"No...thanks," I try to make her understand and see how much I want to stay with her. "Ok then," she joins me and goes back on the spot she was occupying before ending on top of me.

"You can text me once you go to bed," she tells me, making me feel soft. "I will, but do it as well," I fasten my belt and smile at her. "Do you want to stay a little longer?"

"Yes," I answer without waiting, but I cause her to soften the look upon her face. "Okay, stay a little more then. I like to have you with me too."

25 minutes later...

"See you tomorrow," I bow to her and step back to leave the house, and she does it back. "Have a good evening, Jungkook," she smiles at me with tenderness and closes the door, so I step away and go back to my house.

— Next day —

Monday, October 07, 2019.

8 am.

"Gosh," I lean back on the seat of the bus, exhausted but happy to go to school. "What made you so tired? You barely spoke when you came back home," my brother does not keep quiet, so I answer, but with my eyes closed. "I don't know, I slept like a baby but felt so worn out when I woke up, I didn't want to leave my warm bed."

"Uh, uh," his weird noise makes me turn my head to frown at him. "What's that?"

He smirks at me to give me a disgusting look full of confidence. "I think I know what you did last night with her."

"No, you obviously don't know," I glance away to avert my eyes from his big, curious ones. "We just talked after we came back to her house," I lie and hope for him to swallow it. "Sure, you talked...with your tongues in each other's mouth, hm?"

I hit his arm and sigh heavily. "Shut up. She'd never do that with me..." my cheeks slowly heat up to betray me, the thoughts and memories of last evening coming back in my head. "You're becoming red again..." he exhales in a sharp manner as if I was the annoying one. "You're always so obvious that's not even funny."

"We didn't do anything..." I do not tell the truth. "Come on, you can tell me. I won't tell mom or dad."

"I won't tell you anything because there's nothing to say," I assert myself. "I just learned some fishes names."

"Yeah..." he chuckles and fixes his eyes on me. This is so easy to understand what he has in his mind. "What kind of fish—"

"I told you to shut up!" I cut him off and push him away, knowing what he means by that. He's too young to be this dirty.

•••

8:25 am.

"Good morning, Miss Han," Dongsik bows to her after coming in last. "Good morning, Dongsik," she does it back to him and already opens her book, so I do the same and get ready to start the lesson.

I cannot lie though, my heart keeps pounding whenever I think about last night. This makes me go crazy to remember her naked body, being inside of her, everything. I bite my lips at the thought of it, but she bends over and opens her laptop, getting me to never glance away. I toy with my pen and watch her get us ready, putting her glasses on. She doesn't look at me the way she used to do it before, she keeps her eyes on her work and sits down.

"Do we have a test today, Miss Han?" Jaehyuk speaks out. What worries me the most is that he and Miss Han had a conversation before class, and I feel like he managed to manipulate her. "No, tomorrow," she answers him, but she raises her eyes up and looks at him. "Why? Haven't you studied the last lesson?"

"I did, Miss," he smirks at her and causes me to feel some anger inside. "Good then, you'll be ready to pass it," she does not express any more emotions but drops her attention on her laptop, so I wait. I wait until I have her for me only.

30 minutes later...

The silence remaining in the room as every student is working all alone, I take a look at her but notice she is holding her pen, resting the top of it against her bottom lip. I take a break to stare at her, but I put back the memories into my head and the sensation that was with them.

"Mom— Damn," Dongsik covers his mouth after making a mistake. I'm going to kill him for calling her that. "Yes, my son?" she teases him before he could correct his sentence, and he smiles at her broadly. "I'm sorry, I meant ma'am," he bites his lips and runs his fingers through his hair, nervously. "I need some help with this exercise..."

"I'm coming," she nods and peeks at her screen before doing anything. She types on the keyboard and then leaves her chair to walk up to him in her leather pants. "What's wrong?" she leans closer to him, making me feel jealous of the enticing scent he must be smelling at this moment because of her. I keep an eye on them to make sure he doesn't try anything, but he gazes up into her eyes and says some words, from very close.

I usually don't feel jealous because of him, but now I do. A lot.

"All right," he softly smiles at her, almost doing it seductively. She will probably fall for him if he does this more often, he must stop. I lick my lips and rest my arms over the table, feeling free and comfortable since my table mate isn't here today. She leaves him and moves towards other students, checking how they're doing. As soon as she turns around and gets closer to the guy who is at the desk in front of mine, I clear my throat and try to grasp her attention.

I get it.

She maintains eye contact between us but inches closer, and she flattens her hands on the flat surface, getting me to smile uncontrollably. "What is wrong?" she whispers, peeking down at my work that I haven't been able to focus on since the class started. "I..." I direct my eyes towards the French exercises as well but put them back on hers once I miss their deepness. "I can't do that..." I put the tip of the pen on a random sentence, making her bend forth and come closer to me. That is the scent I missed, delicate but spicy enough to turn me on.

"What don't you understand?" she dives her gaze into mine, and I drift my hand to the side to touch hers, subtly. "I don't know...I don't know how to do it."

"Okay," she softly asks for my pen, so I give it to her and slide my hand away from her skin to allow her to explain to me, even though I know what I have to do. "Here, do you remember the last lesson?" she encircles the verb 'adorer', so I nod but continue to stare. "In which group do you include it?"

"The first one?" I doubt, but she tells me I'm right. "Good, do you know the meaning of it?"

"To adore or love?" I keep my voice low, and my eyes land on her lips. She smiles and nods. "Yes, that's perfect. Now, show me the subject, and the object."

"The subject is 'Martin', the verb is 'adorer', and the object is 'chocolat'," I reply without any difficulty, but just from the look she's giving, she must have understood that I'm lying in order to have her close. "All right, that's perfect. What don't you understand then?" she lets go of the pen in a gentle manner and does not break the eye contact, so I do it for a short second out of shyness. "I was not sure..."

"Not sure," she repeats with skepticism, not believing my falsehood. "Is that the only thing you're not sure of?"

"Uhm...yeah...I guess," I say with disappointment since I don't want her to go away from me, but she lets an 'All right then' out, and walks to another student. "Ma'am," the one I hate the most lifts his hand up to ask for her, and she doesn't refuse, she gets at his desk.

I know she wants to help her students, but after what he's done to her, she should have done something to expel him.

"Ma'am, I have a problem here," he points at his book but leans back on his seat to let her go forth. She reads what is written there but heave a sigh and set her eyes on him. "Jaehyuk—"

"I know, ma'am, but I couldn't help," he bites his lips and smiles at her in a way to flirt, and she straightens up to go away, but he dares to take her hand in his and stops her. "Wait, I'm serious. Are you mad at me?" he lowers the tone of his voice, and she shakes her head. "No, I'm not."

"I'm relieved," he caresses her skin but takes his dirty hand away from my woman. I sigh unwittingly and glance away once she walks back to her desk. I hate this guy, but I need to not be obvious. 

— Next day —

Tuesday, October 08, 2019.

9:10 am.

"Jaehyuk, on your chair," Miss Han walks in without any warning, so I hurry to get on my seat properly and wait for her eyes to meet mine. "Yes, ma'am," he listens and does as told.

"Before we start the lesson," she takes her jacket off after putting her stuff and a pile of papers down. "The director told me to warn you about something new," she catches her breath as much as she can, but I lay my eyes on her red blouse. This color fits her a lot. "What? Is the school finally closing?" Jaehyuk fakes some happiness, but she shakes her head and does not smile. She takes hold of a part of the pile and looks back at him. "Hand this to everyone and keep quiet."

I smile at her sternness, but she now gives me some attention. I understand with a simple gaze that she wants me to do the same as the other guy, so I stand up and walk up to her to grab the pieces of paper.

"So, this weekend, the school organizes a small trip. This is free, so no need to be worried about the price or something, but you just need to bring some stuff in order to sleep there. Alright?" she softly tells us and sits down, seeming tired. We all answer with a 'yes', and she continues. "What you have to bring is noted so that you won't forget anything. However, you all have to be present, and if you cannot be here for a certain reason, you have to give a medical certificate, okay, guys?"

"Okay, ma'am," our voices follow hers, and I get back on my chair to focus on her. "Miss?" I ask for her attention, shyly, and she smiles at me. "Yes?"

"Will you be there?" I nervously pass my tongue over my lips, and she nods, making me happy. "Yes, I will."

"Then we're all coming," a friend of Jaehyuk voices out as if he couldn't keep it to himself, but she ignores him and opens her laptop. Once the screen is in front of her, she combs her hair back and puts her glasses on. I seriously cannot take my eyes off of her. "What is the trip made for?" Dongsik asks while checking the pieces of paper.

"I don't know yet, I haven't read the document," she grabs it. "I guess this is for a good reason...you know how great the school's trips usually are," she smiles at him after some sarcasm left her, getting him to chuckle and agree. "I love your humor, ma'am."

"Don't tell the director about what I said," she has fun talking to him while I'm controlling my jealousy as much as possible. "I won't tell him, don't worry. This stays between us," he smiles back at her with a flirty gaze he always has whenever he's in front of a woman that he appreciates. The only problem here is that this woman is mine.

•••

10 am.

'YOUR P.O.V'

"See you tomorrow, Yoojin," I bow to him to tell him goodbye as the students are leaving the classroom to empty it, but only one of them takes a little longer and comes close to me. "Ma'am..." Jungeun smiles at me, seeming way happier and comfortable than before. "Yes, Jungeun? What do you need to tell me?"