A/N: This was super random and the idea just kinda came to me! I felt bad about not posting... School has been so busy! I hope you all enjoy this :)
I’m very close to finishing a Vernon X Minghao smut... It should be out soon!
You never thought in your deepest, wildest dreams that you would fall in love with your teacher, but you did.
You awoke one day to your alarm blaring. With a groan, you rolled out of bed and stretched. As the drowsiness left your head, you realized it was the first day of your senior year of high school. The last first day. You were beyond excited to graduate- you had a strong dislike for a large majority of the people attending your school. Plus, your eighteenth birthday was a couple months away.
You stood, and opened your closet. For some reason, it was always the norm to dress to impress on the first day of school, so you rummaged through your closet to find a cute outfit. You decided on a pair of high waisted black shorts and a billowy navy blue top which you tucked into the shorts. You quickly did your makeup, slipped on a pair of Adidas and grabbed your black mesh backpack. Planning on buying food on the way to school, you headed out of your house and to the bus stop in the nice weather.
When you arrived at school, there were tables in the courtyard where students picked up their schedules and maps if they were new. You made your way over to the table with yours and got your schedule. You quickly scanned over it, looking to see if you knew any of the teachers.
3rd: Photography - L. Moore
5th: Teacher’s Assistant: J. Hong
You let out a quiet sigh, not recognizing any of the teachers names. At least you had the same teacher for two classes. At the end of junior year, you had requested to be a teacher’s assistant for your old English teacher, but rumor had it he was fired. You figured they had put you with the new teacher. You made your way to the math classroom, where you found a seat near the window.
An hour and a half later, the school bell rang. You gathered your books into your backpack, thinking; math had been the most boring class you had ever sat through in your entire life. You stood, and exited the classroom, headed to English. You were excited to meet the new teacher, because English had always been your best and favorite subject.
Upon entering the classroom, all the windows were open, allowing the room to be filled with the nice temperature from outside. You made your way to one of the desks by the windows and sat down. Looking up at the front of the classroom, a handsome guy with dark hair sat on the teachers desk. He was slim, and he was dressed in a nice pair of pants and a loose button down which he had the front tucked in. You took in a slight inhale once you saw his face- he was gorgeous. He just looked like a nice guy, and he had a thoughtful look on his face as he looked at the students.
No way was this your new English teacher.
The bell rang and he stood from his desk. He was tall, and he gave a warm smile to the class.
“Good morning, I’m Mr. Hong, the new English teacher.” He said, his voice gentle and sounded like music.
The room immediately got quiet; you knew everyone was awestruck by this handsome teacher.
His smile turned sheepish as he continued, probably very aware of the heart eyes many girls were giving him. “We’re going to do some introduction games so I can get to know all of you a little better.”
He turned to the whiteboard and started to write;
Best thing you did this summer
His handwriting was nice and neat, and even looked gentle. You didn’t even know it was possible for handwriting to look like that. He turned around and gave another smile.
“I’ll go first, then you guys can go.” He set down the dry erase marker. “I’m Joshua Hong, or Mr. Hong. I’m twenty three, and English is my favorite subject. The best thing I did this summer was travel to South Korea.”
You glanced around, and saw the starstruck look on everyone’s faces. You wondered if you had the same look, and immediately felt your cheeks blush slightly.
“Okay, that’s who I am,” He let out a soft laugh. “Why don’t we start with the front row, window side, you first.” He slid his chocolate gaze over to you, a hint of a smile on his soft features.
“Well, I’m Y/N. I’m seventeen, but my birthday is pretty soon. My favorite subject is English, too. This summer I went to the beach, and that was pretty fun.” You said, his eye contact making it feel you were only talking to him and not introducing yourself to the class.
“Nice to meet you, Y/N.” He said softly, keeping is gaze on yours as the person next to you started to talk. You felt yourself starting to blush, and brought your eyes away from his. You slowly felt his eyes move from you to another student, feeling oddly jealous.
English went by in a blur, and so did your other classes. Before you knew it, it was your teacher’s assistant period. You walked back to Mr. Hong’s classroom, feeling slightly stressed but also slightly excited about being alone with him.
You entered his classroom, where he looked up at you and smiled. “Hi again, you’re my assistant?”
You nodded and smiled back at him.
“I’m glad it’s you.” He said, and you blushed slightly. “I don’t have much for you to do, because it’s just the first day.” his words had an apologetic hint to them.
“Oh, it’s okay. I figured today would be pretty mellow.” You responded, and he ran a hand through his dark hair, a thoughtful look on his face.
“You wanna go get a coffee? I know technically teachers aren’t supposed to leave, but no one really minds if we step out during prep for a few minutes.” He proposed, looking up at you from his desk. “There’s a cafe a short walk away from here.”
You knew the one he was talking about, and it happened to be your favorite. “Oh, sure! The weather is nice, too, so a walk sounds good.”
He grinned and stood up, slipping what you supposed was his phone and wallet into his pants pocket. “You could leave your backpack here if you wanted to. I was planning on locking the door.”
You shrugged and took your backpack off, and walked over to his desk. You slipped your wallet into your shorts pocket and placed the bag behind his chair. Instantly, you were aware of how close the two of you were- he was so close you could smell his cologne. Quickly you turned your head away, feeling his eyes on you.
“Let’s go, I assume you have to be back here soon.” You mumbled.
He nodded his head, and walked to the classroom door. You followed behind him, mentally kicking yourself for thinking about a teacher like this. You stepped into the hallway, and he slid the door shut behind you and locked it. He turned to face you, and grinned.
“Come on,” He out his hands in his pockets as the two of you walked down the hallway and out onto the street.
The warm air felt nice on your skin and you smiled to yourself. The two of you walked to the coffee shop, his arm occasionally brushing yours. The smell of his cologne made your head spin, and every time he touched you, regardless if it was an accident, made your heart feel full.
You knew this was going to be a long year.
A couple months later, after getting closer with Mr. Hong (and often flirting during class and your teacher’s assistant period) you knew you had a crush on him. You woke up, realizing it was your eighteenth birthday, immediately feeling accomplished, excited you were finally an adult. You quickly got dressed in a white shirt and tennis skirt, excited to get to class.
The bus ride to school seemed to pass by quickly, and you were at school before you new it. In your math class, you reviewed a test you took and was ecstatic to find out you got an A. Math class flashed by as well, and soon it was English. You walked quickly to Mr. Hong’s room, and stepped inside. He was sitting there, attractive as ever, and he looked up when you entered. You could’ve sworn his gaze lingered on your legs for a second longer than expected.
When his eyes met yours, he smiled. “Happy birthday, Y/N. Feel any older?”
You laughed, slightly surprised he remembered it was today. “Thanks, Mr. Hong. Not really!”
He walked close to you. “Call me Joshua, you’re an adult now.” He mumbled softly. You nodded, a small smile on your face and you walked to your seat, careful to break the distance between you two before anyone noticed.
English passed by quickly, the only true highlight being the class singing you happy birthday. Joshua’s voice was so incredibly gentle and perfect that it made you have goosebumps. When the bell rang, you couldn’t wait to be back under his warm gaze.
“Y/N, see you soon,” He said to you as you left, and paused. It seemed like he wanted to say something else, but stopped himself.
“I’ll be back before you know it.” You said flirtatiously and he smirked.
The other classes passed by quicker than you thought, and the butterflies in your stomach grew with every minute. At this point, the way you felt about Joshua was more than just a small crush. You wouldn’t admit it to anyone, but you were head over heels for him.
Finally, it was your teacher’s assistant period. You made your way to is classroom, playing out scenarios in your head. You didn’t think you were imagining the flirting he did, or the feeling in the air when he was near you, but it was possible. You opened his classroom door, and entered.
He was there, leaning back on his desk looking out the window. He looked very comfortable, and you noticed the top few buttons of his red shirt were undone. He turned his head towards you and smiled.
“Hey, Y/N.” He said gently. Do you want to close the door?” You closed the door and walked to where you normally sat.
“What’s happening today, Mr. Hon- I mean, Joshua?” You said, embarassed of the mistake.
He gave you a small smirk. “I don’t really have anything to do, honestly. I was thinking we could just talk, I’m not really sure.” He ran a hand through his hair and you felt the butterflies surge in your stomach.
“And what do you want to talk about” You said softly.
He looked at you, an inquisitive look in his cocoa eyes. “You.”
“What about me?” You asked, wondering what was coming.
He stood from the desk and walked over to where you were perched on yours. You looked up at him as he closed the space between the two of you. He was so close you could feel his soft breath on your face. He brought his hand softly to your face, cupping it gently. Before you knew it, his lips pressed softly onto yours, before becoming more urgent.
You wrapped your arms around his neck as the two of you kissed passionately. His lips were just as soft as they looked, and he tasted slightly like mint. The smell of his cologne made your head spin. Your hands flew unconsciously to his chest and unbuttoned the remaining buttons, letting his deep red shirt fall open. The kiss broke for a second, allowing you to see his lean, muscular chest.You placed a hand on his chest and he let out a soft breath.
He gave you a small smile, pausing slightly. “I heard a rumor, that you might have a crush on me.”
You immediately blushed and removed your hand from his exposed chest. Joshua let out a small laugh at your action. “So… is it true?” He continued.
“Um…” You started, voice faltering, suddenly anxious in front of this gorgeous man.
He ran a hand through his hair. “Y/N, you know you can tell me the truth…” He mumbled, getting closer to your face.
“I know, Joshua… It’s just...” You mumbled. “I do like you…” You were insanely aware of his warm breath on your face.
He ran his hand in your hair, slightly pulling. Before you knew it, he turned you around and leaned you over the desk, pushing your skirt up. You could feel his hard member from behind, filling you with butterflies. He ran a finger against your clit, sending shivers across your body. You let out a quiet moan as he slipped one finger inside of you. He quickly stopped moving, and leaned over you, mouth by your ear.
“Y/N angel, you have to be quiet… We can’t get caught…” He said gently, causing a slight surge of warmth across your skin. You only nodded, wanting him to continue.
He inserted another finger, and began to move quickly. You could tell he wanted to be inside of you, and he quickly removed his fingers. Not a second later, you felt the tip of his member at your entrance. He gently pushed into you, causing you to let out an accidental moan. He immediately stopped moving, still inside of you.
“Y/N… Remember… I want to hear you but you can’t be loud here.” He lowered his voice, sounding super dominant. “If you can’t be quiet, I’ll have to make sure you stay quiet.”
He pumped once, painfully slow, causing you to push back against him. You could hear a gentle moan fall from his lips, it being immediately cut off by what you assumed was him biting his lip. His hands gripped your hips tightly as he began to set a pace. You tried your best to keep quiet, but his name fell from your lips. One of his hands immediately flew to cover your mouth, him slowing significantly.
“Y/n... “ He breathed, sounding dangerous. You only nodded in response.
He continued his pace, quickening as he was nearing his high. You felt the feeling of warmth build in your stomach much quicker than you thought, and you whispered quietly.
“Josh… I’m going to…” You said shakily, not wanting a moan to leave your lips.
“Do it, y/n.” He said, his voice sounding musical.
The warmth in your stomach grew, and you quickly reached your high. Joshua continued pumping in order to reach his, making you feel sensitive and even more horny than before. He reached his peak, and a soft, gentle moan fell from his lips. It was obvious that in this state, he didn’t care much about anything.
When he was done, you turned around and looked at the gorgeous man in front of you. He had a seductive smile, and gently placed a kiss on your lips before pulling away and getting dressed. You fixed your skirt, watching him rebutton up his top.He ran his hand through his dark hair, gazing at you. You spoke up, knowing the feelings you now had for him were too intense to ignore.
“We need to do this again…”
He smiled in agreement. “Definitely. Next time somewhere where we don’t have to worry about getting caught.” His smile turned suggestive. “Somewhere where I can fuck you right.”
You looked away shyly. “It’s a date then.”
As you spoke, the school bell rang. You quickly gave him a small kiss and walked to the door.
“Let’s have a proper date, okay y/n?’’ He said to you before you left.
“I can’t wait. I’m free this weekend.” You said with a smile on your lips.
Some freshman kids pushed past you into the room, laughing about who knows what. You gave a wink to Joshua, before leaving the room, and heading down the steps towards home, mind consumed with the feeling of how his lips felt on yours. You were ecstatic with the thought of what the two of you would become, and couldn’t wait until the next time his hands were on your body.