༄.* pythagorean theorem || jeon jungkook (teaser)
synopsis:
— the school’s gym teacher is hopelessly in love with the algebra teacher in room 103, but is absolutely terrible at keeping secrets... after hiding their relationship from the school for months, a tiny slip up in the staff lounge sends rumors multiplying faster than her exam extra-credit equations. with the whole school speculating, will their cover finally get blown?
pairings: gym teacher!jungkook x algebra teacher!fem reader
genre: fluff, crack, established (but secret!.. kinda) relationship
warnings: profanity. just IDIOT jungkook not being able to keep a secret.. and reader trying not to get embarrassed by him..
kay's notes: my first time writing in YEARS.. so bare with me pls. plus i never really wrote on tumblr.. help me out omg.
Mrs. Yang whispers the moment she hurriedly slides into the chair beside you in the teacher lounge, nearly spilling her mug onto your stack of algebra assignments that you were planning to grade before first period begins. You pause mid-stir, spoon hovering in your coffee as you slowly turn toward her with a puzzled look.
“Hear about what?” you ask cautiously, already bracing yourself.
Mrs. Yang does a quick sweep of the lounge, making sure no one else is eavesdropping into your conversation. Then she leans in so close you can smell her peppermint gum.
“There are rumors going around that Coach Jeon might be taken!”
Your entire body goes stiff and your heartbeat quickens. Mrs. Yang grabs your hand with both of hers, bouncing with excitement like she’s just uncovered buried treasure. You knew she carries the hottest gossip on campus but nothing prepared you to be so close to the target.
“Isn’t that insane? No one knows who the mystery woman is. I mean how could he not be single? That man is a major hottie,” Mrs. Yang squeals like she was one of the freshmen at this school, instead of their Chemistry teacher.
Rumors? Already? Your mind spirals as you force a smile. You and Jungkook had been extra careful! No lingering eye contact, no suspicious hallway meet ups, no leaving his whistle in your cardigan pocket… again.
“And get this! There’s a theory that he’s dating a faculty member here!” Your soul has officially left your body.
You force out a nervous laugh, “Really? Someone.. here?”
Mrs. Yang nods rapidly. “Yes! Everyone is wondering who. I personally have suspicion that it’s someone in the English department. The ladies there are always whispering. Probably manifesting their workplace romance books in becoming true!”
Her words become zoned out as your body is fully on defense mode. You can feel the room get hotter and sweat surfacing your skin. All the possibilities of people exposing your secret love life are crowding your mind.
There’s absolutely no way they caught you…
