#Taught at an elementary school today

[env0]

This face wishes you'd read my poetry over at @env0writes

#Selfie #Selca #Gpoy #Go read my writing #It's good #I swear #Most of it #Work pic #Taught at an elementary school today #90s heartthrob #My face #Self portrait

[s00nyoungie]

Yesterday I found out that a lot of younger students dont know how to use basic Quizlets/flashcards. I was tutoring a P1 student and I asked her if she knew what active recall was she said no.

so I defined it for her as "yknow, when you test yourself with the Quizlets for drug quizzes, you look at the question on one side of the card and you make yourself recall whats on the other side without turning it over, then check" and this blew her mind because she was just reading the section that shows the front and back at the same time and going "okay makes sense" and then going into these quizzes thinking she memorized everything

i asked her classmates one-on-one if they used quizlets this way and like 1 every 4 students said yeah

#personal #and its not her fault because not everything is intuitive #i was taught by someone else how to use flashcards for active recall but like in elementary school #but a common thing i see in graduate programs now is faculty saying “you made it this far so you should know x y z by now” #and make huge assumptions about what students have been taught prior #like just because today's kids grew up with ipads and phones does NOT mean they know how to type or organize files effectively #and social anxiety in youth is so prevalent that u cant expect them to voice that they dont know something

[magnetothemagnificent]

The world is so hostile to tweens.....

Like we joke about how our schools growing up would ban the latest toy trends, but that reality genuinely horrific when you think about it. Like maybe 1% of the bans were based on safety, but the rest cited reasoning like

-"kids were bartering for collectibles" (kids learning about economics and product value)

-"kids were wearing them and the colors were too flashy" (kids experimenting with self expression and fashion)

-"kids were playing with them during lunch and recess instead of using our rusted safety hazard playground" (kids utilizing their free time to do what helps *them* unwind).

Play areas specifically geared towards children and especially towards teens are constantly being shut down. "Oh kids today are always on their phones!" Maybe because

-there are barely any arcades left and even less arcades that aren't adult-oriented,

-public pools and gyms are underfunded and shut down,

-"no loitering" laws prevent kids and teens from just hanging out,

-movie theatres only play the latest films and ticket prices are only rising,

-parks and playgrounds are either neglected or replaced with gear only directed at toddlers and unsuitable for anyone older

-genuine children's and young teen media is being phased out in favour of media directed only at very small children or older teens and adults.

-suburbs and even cities are becoming more and more hostile to pedestrians, it's just not safe for kids to walk to or ride their bikes to their friends' houses or other play destinations

Children's agency is hardly ever respected. Kids between the ages of 9-13 are either treated as babies or as full-grown adults, with no in-between. When they ask to be given more independence, they are either scoffed at or given more responsibilities than are reasonable for a child their age.

This is even evident in the fashion scene.

Clothing stores and brands like Justice and Gap are either closing or rebranding to either exclusively adult clothing or young children's clothes, with no middle ground for tweens. Tweens have to choose between clothes designed for adults that are too large and/or too mature for their age and bodies, or more clothes they feel are far too childish. For tween girls especially it's either a frilly pinafore dress with pigtails or a woman's size dress with cleavage. No wonder tween girls these days dress like they're older, it's because their other option is little girl clothes and they don't want to feel childish.

And then when tweens go to school, the books they want to read aren't available because they cover "mature" topics (read: oh no two people kissed and they weren't straight or oh no menstruation was mentioned or oh no a religion other than Christianity is depicted), so kids are left with books for way below their reading level. No wonder kids today are struggling with literacy, it's because they can't exercise and expand their reading skills with age-appropriate books. Readers need to be challenged with new words and concepts in order to grow in their skills, only letting tween read Dr. Seuss and nursery rhymes doesn't let them learn.

Discussions about substance use, reproduction, and sexuality aren't taught at an age-appropriate level in school or even by children's parents, so they either grow up ignorant and more vulnerable to abuse, or they seek out information elsewhere that is delivered in a less-than-age-appropriate manner. It shouldn't be a coin-toss between "I didn't know what sex was until I was 18 and in college" or "my first exposure to sex as a tween was through porn" or "I didn't know what sex was so I didn't know I was being sexually abused as a kid."

Tweenhood is already such a volatile and confusing time for kids, their bodies are changing and they're transitioning from elementary to middle to high school. It's hard enough for them in this stage, but it's made worse by how society devalues and fails them.

We talk about the disappearance of teenagehood, and maybe that's gonna happen in the future, but the erasure of tweenhood is happing in real time, and it's having and going to have major consequences for next generation's adults.

#leftie shit #i guess #ageism #social issues #tweenhood #the disappearance of tweenhood #current events #relevant issues

[steddielations]

Wayne pov, implied neglect, abandonment

Wayne gets a call from Hawkins Elementary that Eddie hasn’t been to school in two days.

They couldn’t get ahold of Al on the phone, as usual. Wayne hopes his suspicions are wrong, but he already knows what he’s going to find when he shows up to the shabby old house on Philadelphia street with a McDonald’s bag in hand.

His knock on the door goes unanswered, but he sees small fingers and big round eyes peeking through the side window blinds. 

“Hey, Eddie, it’s your Uncle Wayne. Open the door, it’s alright.”

Eddie shuffles away from the window, but there’s still no answer.

“You hungry? I brought those nugget things you like, that’s all. Some kinda toy in here too.”

After a moment, the door slowly opens a sliver. One big button eye peeks through the crack and a pale skinny arm reaches out.

Wayne hands over the food. “Gonna let me come inside?” 

Eddie’s arm snakes back in with the bag like a claw machine. But after another moment, the door swings open fully, revealing Eddie in rumpled clothes at least a couple days worn. The shadows under his eyes tell Wayne all he needs to know.

“Dad’s gone to the store,” Eddie smiles nervously, he didn’t inherit Al’s ability to lie behind it. “He said he’ll be right back.”

Wayne just nods as he comes inside. One look around confirms what he already knew. By the window, there’s a blanket and a scatter of candy wrappers and empty soda cans where Eddie’s been sleeping. Waiting and watching the driveway for Al.

This wouldn’t be the first time Al’s gone off and left Eddie to fend for himself. Wayne’s been helping out as much as he can since Eddie’s poor mama passed. He doesn’t know much about raising kids but he knows Al’s one dumb selfish bastard to be leaving Eddie alone for days since the ripe age of 8.

Wayne ignores the twist in his chest and the stab of anger he feels and doesn’t mention it. He follows Eddie to the coffee table in front of the couch where Eddie digs into the McDonald’s sack.

“School called and said you weren’t there. You feelin’ bad?” He reaches out, gently pushing back Eddie’s wild curls to feel his forehead. He’s surprised Eddie lets him, too busy scarfing down chicken nuggets. “No fever.” Wayne notes, but Eddie’s hair needs a good wash.

Eddie’s narrow shoulders slump a bit. He doesn’t look at Wayne, tearing open his chocolate milk with his teeth. 

“I just— didn’t wanna go today. I hate school. Miss Taylor always gives me a bad behavior grade even when I act the best in class. She calls me Junior. Munson Junior.”

“Thought you liked being called Junior. Like your dad.”

Eddie shrugs, those shadows darkening on him. “Everyone forgets I have my own name too. Sometimes I just wanna be Eddie.”

Already, he’s feeling the weight of his last name. Al taught him to hotwire the second he turned 10 and how to pick locks even before that. Munson tradition, Al wouldn’t listen when Wayne told him that’s bullshit. What seem like cool tricks to Eddie now already make him guilty in everyone’s eyes. Wayne’s been feeling it all his life, thanks to his old man and now Eddie’s got Al to thank for making it even worse.

“That’s good, you just keep reminding them,” Wayne says, being careful with his next words. “When you finish that, why don’t you go pack a bag, alright? You can come stay with me until your dad gets back.”

Eddie goes stiff, chewing slower now. “It— it hasn’t been long. He said he’d be right back.” His eyes drift over to Wayne, checking to see if he buys it. Wayne doesn’t. So Eddie huffs, “I wanna stay here. I hate the trailer park.”

That’s just him repeating Al’s shit talk, so Wayne doesn’t take offense. “Your friend’s been askin’ about you. That little girl next door.”

Eddie perks up at that, “Ronnie?” Wayne nods and thinks that does the trick for a second, but Eddie stubbornly sulks again. “I can’t go. Dad told me to stay here until he gets back.”

“Well, you shouldn’t be here alone. You don’t have to be.”

“I’m not scared to stay by myself,” Eddie insists, sitting up straighter, looking even younger trying to look older. “Dad said I’m not a little kid anymore. I’m 10 now and I can look after myself. He taught me to use the stove and everything. I always do fine on my own.”

“So he’s been leaving a lot, then? You know you can call me to come pick you up,” Wayne tries not to frame it like it’s Eddie’s fault, pointing to where his phone number is pinned on the fridge with a magnet.

Eddie’s lip wobbles despite how he tries to square his jaw.

“There’s nothing wrong.”

“You ain’t—”

“You said to call if I need you and I don’t need you, Wayne! I'm fine!”

Eddie shoves the food away, his eyes wide and shiny when he cuts them back to Wayne. Not glaring with anger, just hurt. 

“It’s not fine,” Wayne tells him, gentle as the first time he held him, just a tiny thing all bundled up in Elizabeth’s knitting. “Your dad’s got his head in his ass again. You can’t stay here on your own, no matter what he said. I ain’t leaving you by yourself.”

“I’m not going.” Eddie’s more pleading now than arguing. “I have to stay here so Dad can find me when he gets back. Don’t you get that? If I’m not here, I won’t see him.”

That’s what it’s really about, Eddie thinking it’s his responsibility to keep up with his Dad. Instead of the other way around.

“If he comes looking for you, he’ll know where to find you.” But Al won’t. It’s never Eddie that he comes back for. Wayne doesn’t tell Eddie that, but now Eddie’s starting to learn that on his own. Al proved it to him time and time again.

“Why do you even care?” Eddie’s angry now. But it’s not really Wayne that he’s mad at. They both know that.

“It’s alright, son, c’mon now.” Wayne reaches for him but Eddie quickly pushes his hand away.

“You aren’t my dad.” Tears escape with the words, and seeing his pain hurts Wayne more than anything he could say, or do. He pushes Wayne again. “So why do you care? Why are you here?”

He doesn’t need an answer, he just needs to let it out.

So Wayne sits there while Eddie shoves his chest and cries harder, “You aren’t my dad. Why do you care?” Wayne curls his hands around Eddie’s smaller ones as the question turns to, “Why aren’t you?” Then it’s a broken little sob of, “Why aren’t you my dad?”

Wayne catches Eddie when he finally tires himself out, and instead of pushing Wayne away, Eddie’s clinging to him. Eddie’s holding on like Wayne’s all he’s got left in the world. Wayne hugs Eddie to his chest, wishing there was more he could do.

Al put a hole in Eddie and he’s digging it deeper everyday, one that Wayne won’t ever quite fit into. He tries to fill it the best he can, giving Eddie the only bedroom in the trailer, going to the talent show because Al never makes good on his promises to be there for Eddie, not letting Eddie stay in this damn house alone waiting for someone who’s never gonna show up. Maybe Wayne’s not that someone, but he can still be here for Eddie. And he’s gonna be.

“C’mon, let’s get you outta here.”

#munson family stuff on the mind sorry #eddie munson #wayne munson #stranger things #ficlet #ronnie ecker #al munson #rueswriting #mp

[kairismess]

was thinkinnnn~ kuroo, sugawara, makki(or iwa if you dk how to write makki), and osamu with a twitch streamer girlfriend 😉

his streamer girlfriend. (part 1)

🍥 author's note: this is kind of set during post high school, ig college timeline? just after high school and before the timeskip arc (ㆁωㆁ) !! and y'all live together ~~~

kuroo tetsurou.

"chibi-chaaaaan, you wearing my jersey again?"

your rooster headed boyfriend walked into your room, clad in nothing but those red shorts you got him last week. you immediately closed your camera, and the chat went wild. of course you were the highlight of your streams, your audience loved you–but they loved seeing your boyfriend more sometimes, especially when he was provoking and teasing you, such as now.

"ooh, what could they be doing rn?"

"SELL ME HIS JERSEY !!!"

"unfair. how could someone so handsome get someone so pretty as u wtf... !"

kuroo chuckled as he saw the flurry of messages by the corner of your screen, with you all flustered as you tried to muster an excuse as to why you were wearing his jersey from high school. "comfortable in it?" he asked you in a husky voice, pressing his hands against the arms of your computer chair, making you squeak out a noise of embarrassment, much to his (and your chat's) delight.

you turned off your camera, but you forgot to take care of your mic; so even if you didn't show your audience how cute you two looked while your boyfriend teased you, they could sure hear how adorable you two acted together–it made everyone jealous at how hot yet cute your dynamic together was.

he loved hearing you try to tell him in such futile little whimpers and mewls as he kissed your neck and caressed your waist that you were busy streaming, that you'd give his jersey back later–but he knew you'd soon forget when later will be. and besides, it'd be more fun to give your audience a show, right? you're liking this anyway, your facial expressions and body language are giving you away.

"mmm... fine, keep the jersey for a bit–but just remember, after this stream... you're all mine for tonight. the jersey looks amazing on you, but you're drop dead gorgeous when you've got nothing...– nevermind, we'll talk later, dearest. your chat's going crazy, better not let them wait, hmm?"

sugawara koushi.

"love! look at what my students drew for me!"

your eyes widened as sugawara knocked on your door and came in with a wide smile on his face. he didn't realize you were streaming today, he was just so excited to show you what his star students made for him to show their appreciation for him. sugawara always came off as quite motherly, he was always so down-to-earth and sweet–and your audience always loved it whenever sugamama, as they called him, came over and blessed the chat with his wonderful energy.

it was always wholesome whenever you two were on the stream, the chat would always go crazy whenever he'd act all sweet and tender to you.

"where to get gentlemen like these? 😭😭😭 i love sugamama so much !!"

"you two are just SO 💗💗💗"

"ARE YOU TWO GONNA GET MARRIED ONE DAY ...?"

sugawara's face got flushed when he saw that you were streaming right then and there, you didn't need to tell him you were streaming for him to get the point. he chuckled awkwardly and smiled, apologizing softly as you told him it was okay, he wasn't interrupting.

the chat loved seeing sugawara embarrassed, your chat was flooded with your fans losing it over him. you asked sugawara if you both could look at the drawings over the stream, and sugawara agreed. he showed the pictures his students drew for him (keeping the students' identities secret, of course) and you swore you could see his face brighten up a thousand times as he went on and on about his students.

your chat was not opposed to the idea of watching sugawara stream his lectures online, even if he was only training to be a teacher and only taught elementary students, they'd all flock to see content of you two together.

iwaizumi hajime.

"could you end the stream now and help keep the bed warm now, babe?"

your boyfriend was extremely impatient, he had spent the whole day out at the gym and was exhausted. he couldn't get a kiss from you when he came home because you were busy streaming, and he couldn't eat dinner with you tonight because, again, you were still streaming.

his eyebrows furrowed and his lips formed a pout, his olive green eyes bearing into the back of your head as you felt his need for your love and attention increase by a hundredfold. you told the chat you'd have to leave for a while to tend to your grumpy, overworked boy–but you didn't need to end the stream to give him your attention.

in a flash, iwaizumi picked you up, slung you over his shoulder–and much to your squeals and cries, he gently set you down on the bed and said in a gruff voice, "sleep. you've been at this for hours, and i've been needing you for the whole day. let them watch, just sleep with me, babe."

"DID YOU SEE THOSE BICEPS?"

"oh to be carried by a man like that... (◠‿◕)"

"i demand to be loved like this NOW 💥💥💥"

"and you'd better not be thinking of squirming out of my grasp." he grumbled as he wrapped his big, bulging arm around your waist, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. well... this was gonna be the longest stream you've ever had.

miya osamu.

"have ya eaten, sweetpea? you've been in front of the computer all day, hon."

you nearly jumped out of your computer chair when osamu came by, with a plateful of your favorite food for dinner. he understood that your job had quite hectic schedules, and he supports you wholeheartedly; though he does wish you won't forget to feed yourself and take a break every now and then.

you tried to whisper to him that you were currently streaming, but he didn't see that as a reason not to eat. "ah, what do i care if you have people watchin' ya right now? it ain't obscene ta eat, if anythin', y'all better tell m'sweet t'eat, set yer clocks to remind 'er ta eat, that way she will." osamu told your audience, with them all agreeing, making him smile down at you as you stared at him, embarrassed that he made your audience remind you to eat.

"you heard him, SET YOUR CLOCKS GUYS"

"DON'T THINK IT'S UNIMPORTANT TO EAT, EAT UP GIRLIE !!!"

"please don't forget to eat for our sake 😭😭😭"

"now, eat up hon." he tells you softly, leaving a kiss on the side of your head, making your audience go crazy over how affectionate and caring your boyfriend was for you.

#kuroo tetsurou #sugawara koushi #iwaizumi hajime #osamu miya #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x female reader #haikyuu scenarios #kuroo x reader #haikyuu kuroo #sugawara x reader #sugawara kōshi #haikyuu sugawara #iwaizumi x reader #haikyuu iwaizumi #osamu miya x reader #osamu miya imagines

[fatphobiabusters]

It's funny when fatphobes try to tell me that they've "never seen" any studies that disprove their views when I would bet you a million dollars that the fatphobes who say that have not only never read any studies about weight in the first place but also have never analyzed said studies nor purposefully looked for weight science studies that go against their biases.

A fatphobe today tried to tell me that they'd "never seen" any studies that prove themself wrong and then immediately admitted that they're uneducated about the subject. Their "argument" was based on biases they haven't re-evaluated since the elementary school classes they took almost two decades ago when they were spoonfed by the adults in their life information, worldviews, and common biases written in a way a 1st grader could understand.

What's even more baffling is how many of these fatphobes who try to say this to me are "progressive" people. You're telling me that you understand you need to re-evaluate your worldview and what you were taught as a kid due to biases you were fed about people of color, gay people, trans people, disabled people, literally every oppressed group out there, but somehow that "just happens" to stop at fat people?

You're telling me that you understand there's been countless times in history when "science" was used to oppress the marginalized groups you care about, but that "just happens" to stop at fat people when there are hundreds of billions of dollars to be made off of JUST the weight loss industry alone, not to mention all of the other ways that hating fatness and fat people "just happen" to line the pockets of the people in power?

The hypocrisy that "progressive" people use when talking about fat people is immense, and I'm fucking tired of it.

-Mod Worthy

#fatphobia #hypocrisy #oppression #Mod Worthy

[piizunn]

september 30th, 2023

People who are not First Nations, Métis, or Inuit will never know the sickening feeling of finding out the playground you used to go to is the site of a former residential school, a school still in use by the town of Fort Smith, NWT.

fig. 1. Joseph Burr Tyrrell Elementary School in Fort Smith. Sarah Pruys/Cabin Radio.

First, I’d like to make clear that to my knowledge none of my my immediate family members are residential school survivors, I share community and space with many people who are and I personally attended the Truth and Reconciliation Commission and I will only be speaking on my own experiences. I descend from 7 historic Métis Otipemisiwak families by the names of Berthelet, Caron, St. Germain, Larivière, Dazé, Dubois, and Boudreau, who come from the historic Red River Settlement and Batoche. I come from Amiskwaciywâskahikan, Treaty 6 and I now make my home in Mohkinstsis on Treaty 7 land. I introduce myself in this traditional way of the Métis Otipemisiwak to contextualize my knowledge and experiences, honour my family, and situate myself on this land and in this conversation.

Today is Orange Shirt Day, a day that honours Phyllis Webstad, member of Stswecem’c Xgat’tem First Nation (Canoe Creek Indian Band), and survivor of the Residential School system. Her story is what has inspired this national day of honour and action. Beyond wearing orange I would like non-Indigenous settlers to really consider the history around them and the experiences of survivors and those who lost their lives. I would like you to physically step up for us, be there for us when we are being beaten down, sit with Elders and listen to their stories, learn about their joy as well their pain.

I attended Grandin School, an elementary school in Amiskwaciywâskahikan (Edmonton, Alberta) before it was renamed to Holy Child. For anyone outside of the area I will describe it; the school is over one hundred years old in a historic neighbourhood. Near the school is an LRT station underground and on one side of the platform was a large mural depicting Bishop Grandin, a nun holding a native child, an Indigenous family at camp, and a residential school. Based on the fact that Bishop Grandin spent time working in Saint-Boniface of the Red River Settlement, Fort Chipewyan in what is now Alberta, and Île-à-la-Crosse in what is now Saskatchewan, it can be assumed that the family is either First Nations or Métis, however it must not be forgotten that the Inuit of the north also suffered these institutions.

A quote from Bishop Vital Grandin haunts me to this day, more now than ever.

“We instil in them a pronounced distaste for the native life so that they will be humiliated when reminded of their origin. When they graduate from our institutions, the children have lost everything Native except their blood.”

- Bishop Vital Grandin, 1875

Fig. 2. “A mural depicting Bishop Grandin at an Indian Residential School is located at the Grandin LRT Station in Edmonton.” Image courtesy of Jake Cardinal and Alberta Native News.

I remember teachers taking us to the Is platform to sse the murals but it was not a critical conversation they were very much pro church and viewed residential schools from a sinister paternalistic perspective.

The mural was eventually covered up but the narrative in grandin elementary was that they were "helping native families. I remember inside the school by the main stairwell there was a portrait of Old Grandin and it was literally so scary to me hated walking past it so much I would sprint up the stairs whenever I walked past him alone.

I attended the seventh and final Truth and Reconciliation Commission’s national event in March of 2014, at the end of one of the days I was there I took the train to see my old elementary school, to see the mural and to really consider what I had been taught in school versus what my community and family has taught me. Again, none of my direct family are residential school survivors but many Métis are and this history is often hidden. Prayers up and tobacco down for every single survivors, living and in spirit form.

Fig. 3. The mural depicting Bishop Vital-Justin Grandin at an Edmonton LRT Station was covered in orange Tuesday, June 8, 2021. Kirby Bourne, Global News

First Nations, Métis, and Inuit have been talking about their family members who did not come home and the abuse they experienced. This is not new information, and you have to sit and listen no matter how uncomfortable you are because nothing is more uncomfortable than colonial violence. When news came out about the children of Kamloops in 2021 it was devastating how many people I knew personally that were completely ignorant of the Truth and Reconciliation Commission and the history of residential schools. What happened in these institutions are absolute atrocities many people would rather not face even the knowledge of what happened to these children, both alive and passed on. Like the survivors, the perpetrators of these horrors live on and have never been held accountable.

Continue to honour your community, stand up and show up for First Nations, Métis, and Inuit. Learn about the history of settler-colonial occupation of this land and how you yourself are directly benefitting from this ongoing genocide. Residential school survivors and the children who never came home are in your community; they are the kind kokum down the hall as well as the middle aged man living on the street, their children young adults, teenagers, kids, babies, they still carry these experiences and memory down to the atoms that make up each of their cells.

works cited

Bourne, Kirby. ‘Mural at old Grandin LRT Station to be removed this fall,’ September 23rd, 2021, Global News.

Cardinal, Jake. ‘Edmonton Paints Over The Grandin Mural’, Alberta Native News, June 10th, 2021.

Grandin, Vital-Justin. On the goal of residential schools, 1875.

Pruys, Sarah. ‘MLA calls for new Fort Smith schools, citing residential school legacy’. Cabin Radio, March 5th, 2023.

Webstad, Phyllis Jack. Phyllis’ Story In Her Own Words, OrangeShirtDay.Org

#my heart is there for all survivors and families that lost their babies #truly heartbreaking stuff #truth and reconciliation #orange shirt day #riel text #Indigenous #heavy day

[lovelyladyabsinthewrites]

Did you get enough love, my little dove

Warnings: bittersweet, Soldier Boy being a shitty parent, AU, Homelander 10 years old, Reader 5 years old, latchkey kid, single parent, sister complex, brother complex

Words: 1327

Summary: Homelander takes his little sister to her first day of kindergarten while their father, Soldier Boy, is sleeping off his partying from the prior night.

Inspired by @theeonlyroman 's hcs they've been sending me 😊

🌸Well you do enough talk, my little hawk. 🌸shall we look at the moon, my little loon

Homelander's clock rings loudly, rattling him from sleep. He set it to go off extra early for today was a special day. Grinning to himself, he hops out of bed and peeks his head out into the hallway. Soldier Boy's door was closed, no sign of life coming from the other end except for an occasional snore. Most likely he wouldn't be waking up until the middle of the day.

Keeping quiet, Homelander pads over to his sister's room right next to his. He opens the door expertly without any creaks. You were still sound asleep, clutching your stuffed bear that was dressed up like your father in his supe uniform. Today would be your first ever day of school. Kindergarten. Homelander lovingly gazes at your sleeping face, your lips that are slightly parted and your long lashes that kiss your upper cheeks tenderly. He sits down on your bed and gently strokes your chubby cheek. It felt like just yesterday when Soldier Boy came home with a little bundle held awkwardly in his arms.

"What the fuck am I going to do with a girl?" Soldier Boy groaned at the prospect of raising a daughter. Difficult enough already raising Homelander. Soldier Boy, more often than not, simply dropped Homelander off at Vought's labs in lieu of an actual daycare if he was busy.

In Homelander's little brain, he always assumed Soldier Boy brought you home just for him. Like a gift. Someone to share his loneliness.

Gently he calls out your name. "Rise and shine."

You stir a bit at the sound of your brother's voice. He patiently chuckles and kisses your forehead.

"Don't you want to get ready for school?"

"No." your tiny voice mumbles making him laugh louder.

"You'll have tons of fun. And afterward I'll take you out for ice cream." He promises. While he didn't have much saved for the both of you to get an ice cream, he figures that he'll just snatch Soldier Boy's wallet before leaving the house. He wouldn't mind. Especially if it kept both of you out of his hair.

Sleepily your rub your eyes with a clenched fist. "Will I be in your class?" You let him pick you up.

He hides his grimace. "No. You're too small. You're going to kindergarten. Remember?" With such ease, Homelander carries you around the house getting your ready. His super strength allowed him to treat you more or less like a doll. It came in handy when you didn't want to move. At least you didn't fight him when he put you into your first day of school clothes or when he washed your face and brushed your hair.

Both of you keep quiet any time you pass by your father's door. He could be irritable if woken up. He was the proverbial sleeping bear. Homelander wanted your first day of school to go without a hitch.

Setting you in front of the tv with cereal, Homelander finishes his own prepping. Making sure his backpack was all set with his notebooks and pencils. Makes sure your small backpack was all ready to go too. The night before he'd prepped some sandwiches for the both of you. He slips them out of the fridge and into your respective lunch boxes as well as a cookie for you and an apple for him.

Checking the kitchen clock, Homelander ushers you out of the house and cautiously closes the door.

You hold his hand as the two of you walk to the elementary school that also housed the kindergarten kids.

"Do you remember what I taught you if someone gives you a hard time?" It was a rhetorical question. Of course you did. You remember everything your big brother tells you.

"I tell them that my big brother will beat them up!" You cheerfully say.

Pride blossoms in Homelander's chest. You're a good girl, despite Soldier Boy being your dad. Looking at you now, it makes Homelander tear up. You were his little dove. Tender and sweet.

He walks you up to your classroom, already the screaming of other children could be heard outside. Your hand tightens around his, making his heart tremble. Makes him reluctant to release your hand when you turn your big doe eyes up at him, scared of this new step in your life.

"You're not coming with me?"

He settles in front of you on one knee so that he can gather you in a hug. "No. I have to go to my own class. But I'll be here to pick you up when school's over."

When he lets go of you, you're fiddling with the strap on your backpack. "Okay. . ."

"Hey, it'll be okay. Just remember that you're better than all of those snot-nosed brats in there. No matter what they say."

You peek from under your dark lashes. "Because we're like daddy?" Even at your age you knew your family was different. You could do things other kids couldn't. Mr. Edgar had mentioned the word supe to you before.

"That's right." Homelander nods and kisses first your forehead, then each cheek before finishing off with a kiss to the tip of your nose. "You and me are better than everyone else. We're special. Even more special than other supes."

The clouds part in your eyes, beaming with the golden sun that had Homelander even more reluctant to leave you. "Okay! And you promise ice cream right?"

Anything for you. My little dove.

He finds it difficult to concentrate in his lessons.

Were the other kids being nice to you?

How were your teachers? Would they scold you for using your god given powers?

Were you happy?

He'd broken three pencils from his anxious gnawing. And he was forced to put on a fake smile of interest when the other kids started talking to him. He didn't care about them or their stupid chatter. Children his age were so dull and stupid. You were far better company. Already more intelligent than Homelander was at your age.

The more he checks the clock on the wall, the slower time seemed to go.

During recess, he makes the short walk over to the kindergarten building. Technically he wasn't supposed to wander off but his teachers already knew that he should be granted certain priviledges the other kids weren't allowed.

He squints his eyes to engage his x-ray vision. He just needed a glimpse of you to assure himself you were okay.

Homelander scans the multitude of small faces. Of course the brightest one he could see was you. Smiling to himself, all the anxiety he'd been experiencing faded to nothing.

Abruptly your head snaps in the direction Homelander was, seemingly staring right at him. Your powers were still developing so he didn't know if you could actually see him.

Sending you a small wave, Homelander laughs when you wave back. It must look odd to the others around you as you waved at nothing.

When you and Homelander return home, Soldier Boy is gone; his car missing in the driveway.

Homelander lets go of your hand to fish for the house in his pocket. His other hand pressed to his chest the picture you made for him in class. He was going to hide it underneath his pillow so he could look at it before going to sleep.

Inside both of you put your backpacks in the living room. In an hour, a Vought chauffeur would be there to pick you and Homelander up to be taken to the labs for more training and testing.

Despite having just eaten ice cream, you were still hungry. Homelander puts you on the kitchen counter as he makes a snack for you to share with him. You babble about your day, your brother finding it all too endearing.

Neither cared whether or not their father was present.

As long as they had one another, that was enough.

Thanks for reading!

#reader insert #reader insert fanfiction #the boys series #the boys imagine #the boys #the boys x reader #the boys tv #the boys amazon

[b4ts1e]

▀▄▀▄▀▄An Older Sibling▄▀▄▀▄▀ (𝚐𝚗!𝙼𝙲)

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚍: 𝚀𝚒𝚞/𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚗 𝙻𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔/𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝙱𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗 𝙳𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊/𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢/𝙾𝚖𝚒 𝙱𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚗 𝙱𝚊𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚢 𝙼𝙲 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 (𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙾𝙻:𝙽&𝙵)

𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝:

Detatchable rollerskates are basically normal shoes with special attachments on the bottoms where a metal slab with the wheels attached on it clicks in and out of place. Like in this link.

(𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗)

Ever since MC moved into the cul-de-sac, it was like both Qiu and Tamarack had a new, older sibling to look after them. Sure at first it was a rough ride, trying to find whoever threw a paper plane at them- which accidentally got their eye, rightfully pissing them off just slightly. When they found the culprit- hiding in a pile of leafs, the anger vanished but they still scolded her for thowing things at strangers. Afterwards, the two found Qiu while searching for whoever left the proclaimed 'trash' on the ground in the forest.

From that point forward, they taught the two as if they were their little siblings. One afternoon, MC had been asked to pick up Tamarack for Granny. Taking their detatchable rollerskates from the conjoined middle and high school to the elementary school where both kiddos studied. They made notice of a slightly familiar blonde in a white and orange puffer jacket going the same direction, but didn't think much of it for the time being.

When they got inside they took off the wheels before going up the stairs to Miss.Murray's classroom, knocking before entering. "Sparkles I'm here to get cha, you ready?" they ask before noticing the blonde from their school, Qiu, and another mature looking guy in the room. "Oh- Qiu. Do you need someone to take you home as well? I'm already here- so.." they offered quickly, barely acknowledging the other boys at first. "Excuse me- who are you?" a woman with red hair in twin braids asked. "Oh- sorry Miss. I'm MC Second, Tamarack and Qiu's new neighbor. Granny asked me to come get Tama for her. I hope that's okay?" they greet politely.

"Oh- so you're who Miss.Baumann sent to collect her for today? I was informed about you, thank you for coming. Welcome to Golden Grove." she said with a kind smile, which MC returned. "Thank you, I-" they started before getting cut off with an umph, getting tackled into a hug by the very girl they were here for. "MC!!!" she shouted, hugging them tightly before backing away and bouncing around a bit. "Hey MC!" Qiu greeted cooly, as if he wasn't just as stunned to see you here as Miss.Murray was.

"Hey kiddos, who're your friends?" they ask, petting Tamarack's head in an affectionate manor- also to get her to calm down a bit. "OH- This is Mr.Darren Murray, he's Miss.Murray's son- you guys go to the same school. And this Mr.Baxter Ward, he goes to a private school- but you guys are the same age!" Qiu jumps in to introduce the boys standing to his left and right sides. "Cool, nice to meet you both. Now- Mr.Qiu Lin, do you need someone to walk you home too?" they ask again, gently bringing Tamarack to their side as she stared out the closest window. "Nope, I'll be taking these three with me this evening. They have plans together." Miss.Murray answered for him, to which Qiu nodded with a smug, yet excited grin.

"Oh alright- thank you ma'am. Have fun Qiu." They say with a smile before their hand gets tugged on by Tamarack. "MC! When we get home can we go to the forest? I wanna go foraging!" she asks excitedly. Taking a moment to feign thinking it over, "Okay...BUT only if you get your homework done first, if you have any at least." they say- taking the opportunity to get her to do her work. "Oh- you were right Autumn, they do act like an older sibling." Baxter pointed out with a smug smirk, readjusting so his hands were in his pockets.

"Kind of reminds me of my brother..." Darren mumbles in return, getting a nod from Autumn as he grins. "Exactly!" he says, voice raising slightly- earning him a disaproving glance from Miss.Murray and MC. "Awww Autumn, do you see me as your older sibling?~" They tease slightly, causing a light blush to spread across the victim's cheeks and ears. "Well- duh...you've been acting like one to both me and Tamarack since you gotten here, and it's been like what...two weeks?" he said, fiddling with his fingerless gloves.

A bit rougher than how they handled Tamarack, they put their free hand on his head and messed up his already slightly messy hair. "Dork. Just make sure you don't keep talking about people without their consent, alright? Not everybody wants their information spread about, you're lucky I trust you kid." they say, stopping their relentless slaughter of his hair- leaving him looking like a frazzeled lion, making the boys behind him, Tamarack, and MC laugh a bit. Qiu laughed along before trying to fix his hair as best as he could without a brush.

"Alright, welp- it's about time me and Sparkles over here headed out. Gotta make sure she gets her work done before she inevitably drags me into the forest. It was cool meeting you all, and thank you for looking after Qiu, Miss.Murray- I know he can be a handle full at times." they say the last part teasingly, making the boy dramatically gape with a gasp- feigning a betrayal. "It's not a problem, thank you for coming to get Tamarack. I know Miss.Baumann is very busy today, so it means alot that you did this for her." the woman said with a kind yet tired smile, making MC chuckle just a bit.

"No I get it, she had a doctor's appointment to get to and I wasn't gonna let this glitterbomb of a child go home alone." they say, making Miss.Murray chuckle a bit with a nod. "Alright, get back safely and have a nice evening!" she says, waving the two of them off as MC took Tamarack's bag from her and putting it over their shoulder.

"See you around!" they said before the door closed and walked Tamarack home, letting her lead the way but making sure no cars were around while she was distracted by the surrounding nature of the beautiful Golden Grove.

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1,005

#our life now and forever #qiu lin #olnf #darren murray #tamarack baumann #baxter ward #writing #reqs open #ABatsie-Writes

[puuta-heinaa]

I saw the esc/Liverpool bolero today. It's the 2nd (and so was Käärijä 🔪💚) of them.

The first one had a lining and metal colored spikes, and it was used for the music video and UMK. It has later been altered and has black spikes.

The second one was made for ESC. It's slightly broken: the shoulder "bones" are broken.

The third one was made for Eurotour.

They initially had 3 leather hides from Italy for the bolero(s) and now only scraps remain. It consists of 8 pieces for sleeves and couple more for the back, shoulders and collar.

It holds its shape with the same stuff goths use for their corsets; more or less rigid metal strip covered with more or less plastic. Some of them are just plain round, some go criss-cross inside the "shoulders", "biceps" and "forearms". (This didn't surprise me the least, I was literally taught this technique in elementary school.)

20 % of the millenials had their goth/emo corset phase when they still had obligatory sewing lessons at school. I used the technique for a round handbag. Good times.

#green bolero #käärijä #kädentaitomessut

[sugarglider-s]

Feeling bonkers about Shizuka and Jounouchi today fellas.

I think about how she had to sneak the video tape to Jou without either of their parent's knowledge. How she probably had to go to wild lengths to make sure they never figured it out. How she trusts Mai almost instantly as an authority and sisterly figure. How she simultaneously has to tread on careful ground and goes sprinting across it the moment she has an opening. How she seems to desperately want to escape something.

I think about how Jou very clearly lives in an abusive environment but because he's so used to it, it just seems normal. How badly he wants to connect with his father and fix what little relationship they have. How he has had to work several jobs to pay his school tuition since he was in fucking elementary school.

I'm making assumptions but I feel like Shizuka's mom is very strict with her, and probably doesn't have the best opinion of Jou or his father. But Shizuka doesn't buy into her mom's assumptions because she remembers what Jou was actually like. She doesn't automatically believe what she's told, even if it's from an authority figure she trusts. She confirms what's said and checks her facts. Jou repeatedly stands up to authority he doesn't agree with, and fights for what he believes is right. They both have an unwavering sense of justice that I think comes from each other. They taught each other courage. And despite being apart for quite a few years, they still love each other unconditionally. They would do anything for each other, despite it all.

I think, despite living cities away, despite having parents with drastically different styles of parenting, despite one being neglected and the other suffocated by rules, both Shizuka and Jounouchi know exactly how their apartment floorboards creak. And they know exactly how to sneak around them.

#sugartalks #ygo #yugioh #shizuka kawai #jounouchi katsuya #serenity wheeler #joey wheeler

[dreamescapeswriting]

⪼There’s Always Time ⪼ LMH [M]

⤜WORD COUNT: 17.8K

⤜PAIRING: Minho x Fem!Reader

⤜GENRE: non-idol au, family au, Minho dad, Reader being an English teacher in Korea, teacher x parent, fluffy, angsty, angst with fluffy ending, kissing, dates, smut oral [Female and male receiving] protected sex, “good girl” “you can take it”, 

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - August 2022

⤜MASTERLIST

Moving to Seoul had been a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you, something that you weren't just going to let go of easily. So when you'd been given the green light a few months ago to become an English teacher for kids you grasped it with both hands. This had been everything you had wanted for a few years now, ever since you'd gotten the degree you needed to go ahead and do this. Who wouldn't love travelling to another country to teach kids another language? Not to mention getting to experience and learn more about another culture.

You would also get to achieve some travelling goals as well as experience your dream job, there could be nothing better than all of this. It was hardly believable that you were actually doing this right now but you were excited. 

Nervous but excited that this was all going to be happening. It had been in the planning stages for months on end and you'd been worried that something was somehow going to go wrong during the application process. You'd had to find an apartment - which the school paid for. Then there was waiting for your visa to get approved as well as making sure your Korean was as amazing as it could be. But everything was perfect and the way it should have been, the application was approved more quickly than you were expecting and your Visa was approved for you to work for one year. 

You'd been given a few weeks to move to Korea without worrying about your job since the program you were with wanted you to relax and find a routine first. Today, however, was your first day and you'd been given a huge tour from the principal who seemed completely ecstatic to have you in their teaching program. The last teacher they'd had - the one you were replacing - had been fired for not taking his job seriously, as well as posting his stories about the children to his social media. All of which was a giant "no-no" in the teaching community.

The school itself was incredible, something you never would have imagined would be for younger children. It felt more like a secondary school rather than an elementary school, when you first got here you thought you'd gotten the wrong address. 

The school was located near Daehyeon-dong which meant you had a lot of things to do on the weekend when you weren't working with the children. Then there were 41 classrooms with over 39 classes being taught from Kindergarten to grade 6 and on average you were going to be teaching around 26 students a day which was a little daunting at first but now you were standing in front of them it was a little less intimidating to you. Besides, the classes you would be teaching were all around 10-year-olds so you didn't have to worry much about being scared of them.

"Everyone, this is Miss Yln, can we all welcome her?" The principal asked as you stood in front of a room full of kids and smiled at them, bowing a little as they did it back to you. They all looked so happy to be there and ready to learn which warmed your heart up a bunch. You had been a little anxious none of them would be interested in learning English from such a young age but they all seemed eager. 

"Good morning Miss Yln," The class greeted in perfect unison, that was it, you swore that your heart was going to swell too much and explode at just how adorable they all were.

On average you were going to be working around 5 and a half hours with students and then after you would be doing grading and homework assignments. You wanted to get to know each of your students and make sure they had fun in your lessons since you always felt that learning should have been enjoyable for people. 

"I'll leave you to it," The principal said before bowing to you and heading out of the room leaving you alone with the kids which now made your stomach drop with anxiety. You took in a shaky breath as you turned to look at each of the students and smiled trying to come up with something smart or funny to say. All thoughts suddenly left your mind at the sudden pressure of trying to seem like a "cool" teacher that they were going to like.

"Do you want to get to know each other instead of learning for the day?" You questioned as they all began to giggle and nod their head excitedly. You figured it would be a nicer way to start the term off by having their first lesson with you just getting to know one another and playing a couple of games so you could all learn about one another.

"How about we all write out names on these," You said while digging around inside of your drawer and pulling out some cute stickers that they could wear. Each sticker had a blank space where they could write their names out for you, the space was large enough for them to write it in both Korean and English if they knew how. 

"We can all write out names down on these cute stickers." You smiled before ripping one off for each student in the classroom, all of them saying "thank you" in both Korean and English as you smiled. You walked slowly around the classroom trying to remember names and faces as you noted each name. 

You stopped by a little girl's desk and smiled when you saw her confidently write her name down on the sticker and gently placed it on her blue cardigan that she was wearing.

"What a lovely name," You said while bending down to look at the tag again, her handwriting was incredible for someone so young.

"Lee Mina," You said carefully and slowly when a blush began to settle on her cheeks while she looked up at you. Mina had been mentioned in the class notes before and you remembered the principal saying that Mina was one of the brightest students in her grade. 

"Dad named me after one of his favourite authors," She told you proudly before you grinned brightly at her, it was adorable to see someone so proud of her father.

"I love it, it's my favourite name ever," You whispered to her making her giggle before you headed toward some of the other students, saying their names back to them and doing your best to remember every student that was within your classroom. 

The final bell had rung about an hour ago and you were finally through with meeting the parents of the children you had been teaching, you wanted to get to know them all so they could see who would be caring and teaching their kids. You were quite glad that your first day was over though and the weekend was tomorrow since you were quite ready for a long sleep and maybe going to get some sightseeing in before you got too busy with school work. You stopped walking through the school yard when you spotted someone sitting on a bench,

"Hey Mina, where's your dad?" You quizzed as you walked over to her, her father had been one of the only parents you hadn't met yet but you were sure you would eventually. Though you did want to let him know how exceptional his daughter was at English and how sweet she had been during your class. Mina had quickly become a little helper with you, always helping you clean up and asking if you needed any help with anything else. 

Throughout your meetings with other parents, Mina had been telling you all about her dad and speaking very highly of him which had made you rather excited to meet the man behind the stories. All you knew about him was he was a very powerful CEO and didn't have a lot of time to come to school events though he would always make time for Mina's sports days or talent shows she was in.

"He's busy, I'm waiting for my nanny," You nodded and sat down beside her, smiling a little as you tried to keep her company for a little while. All after-school clubs had been cancelled today which meant Mina was probably waiting for her Nanny to get the memo about it all.

"Want me to wait with you? You can tell me all about your plans for the weekend," You smiled warmly at her, you knew what it was like to be the only one waiting behind after school and you didn't want her to feel so alone. 

"Daddy is going to take me to N Seoul Tower and then we're going to get food at his favourite restaurant!" The excitement bounced off of her like rays coming from the sun and you couldn't help but smile at just how excited she was about all of this.

"Hmm, and what do you normally order to eat?" You quizzed while raising an eyebrow at her, she smiled colourfully at you.

"Kimchi-jjigae," She answered with a confident nod and you smiled, it was one of the many foods you couldn't wait to try yourself. For the last week you'd been living off Ramen in your apartment, a little too scared to do some food shopping.

"Sounds like the perfect kind of day. I should try it sometime. What other foods do you think I should try?" You looked at her and she began to list different foods she thought you would love to eat. 

Some more time passed between you and you got to know her pretty well but an elderly woman began to walk toward you both, bowing to you as you did the same back to her. Mina got up from the bench and placed her backpack onto her back and stared back at you,

"My daddy would like you...You're pretty and my daddy loves pretty girls," Mina said suddenly before bowing you and rushing over to her nanny, the two of them talking to one another as they walked away leaving you feeling a little shy at the mention of it. 

After a few weeks of working in the school, you had grown into a routine that was perfect for you, though you hadn't done as much sightseeing as you had wanted to just yet. You were still having fun nonetheless. It had been non-stop working as well as prepping for your classes since you wanted to be prepared for everything that you could. 

Things had been going swimmingly with the kids and over the last couple of weeks though you'd been leaving voicemails to Mina's father telling him how impressed you were with her progression in your class and you wanted him to know how great she was doing but it was starting to change. 

Things were starting to get a little weird with Mina and she was becoming a big distraction to other children in the class. She'd even started talking back to you and getting into trouble with other students in the room. At first, you'd tried to give her the benefit of the doubt, thinking that maybe she was just having a hard time with the change of teacher and you didn't want to call her father yet but today was the last straw.

Mina had been sitting with one of the boys in her class when she knocked over a cup of dirty water the kids had been using to clean their paint brushes and knocked it all over the painting he had been working on. It ended with him crying and yelling at Mina but she yelled a lot louder, eventually hitting his arm a little too harshly and you broke them up.

"Mr Lee, it's Miss Yln - Mina's English Teacher - if I could get you to call me back to speak about Mina that would be terrific, we seem to be having a little erm...Behavioural issues with her." You sighed to yourself as you tried to think of the right way to word all of this to her father,

"I think it would be best to speak about this in person when you have the time. Thank you and I hope to speak with you soon," You sighed when you hung up the phone, running your hands over your face as you tried not to get too stressed. It had been non-stop leaving voicemails after voicemails for someone who hadn't bothered to reply once. Not even a note into the school to let you know he was getting the messages. It was completely exhausting and you were beginning to worry he was going to ignore the fact that his child was acting out. Taking in a deep breath you got up and began to clear up for the day, taking a look around the messy classroom and beginning to start with the paintings the kids had been working on.

You'd barely started to clean when you heard the door to your classroom swing open and hit the wall making you squeal and jump a little, the paintbrushes you were holding fell to the floor. Staring down at them you began to pick them all up, glancing in the direction of the door to see a man dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit and yelling far too quickly for you to try and establish what he was saying. You let him ramble until he came to a stop in front of you and just stared at you, his breath catching in his throat as he saw you look a little frightened at him.

His intention hadn't been to scare who even start yelling at you but when Mina told him that someone was pulling her hair and nothing was being done about it, he got into overprotective parents mode and was ready to fix things.

"I-Is there something I can help you with?" You hated that you stuttered, you were supposed to come across as confident, not some stuttering mess in front of a handsome man in a suit. Minho looked at you and swallowed the lump in his throat as he tried to remain calm about all of this. There had to be some kind of explanation as to why no one had done anything about the boy that had pulled Mina's hair a little hard.

"My daughter told me that one of the boys pulled her hair and there was nothing done about it," You frowned as you tried to remember if something like that had happened while you had been teaching but nothing like that had happened. Mina had never mentioned it to you and you glanced over at her to see her nervously staring into the room from the doorway. Had it happened before she ruined the boy's painting? You looked back to her father and shook your head, trying to get across that nothing you knew of had happened.

"Si, I can assure you that nothing like that happened today. Isn't that right, Mina?" She said nothing and hid behind the door as Minho took a step further into the room, glancing around and back at you.

"My kid wouldn't lie to me. Why are you covering for the boy?" He was being a little too stern but he had to stand up for his daughter, there was no way he was going to let someone get away with bullying her.

"Sir...I-I'm not...I can assure you that this is...This is just some misunderstanding. I've been t-trying to get in contact with you," You explained, your stuttering becoming a little uncontrollable as you felt too intimidated standing face to face with someone so much taller than you. Not to mention he looked as though he was straight out of a drama about a mafia leader and you didn't want to somehow upset him.

"My daughter wouldn't lie! Are you calling my daughter a liar?" He snapped harshly and you bit down on your tongue while shaking your head. The last thing you would ever do would call a student a liar, you just needed to get this misunderstanding cleared.

"N-no...It's just-" You stopped as Mina walked closer to her dad and tugged on his sleeve a little, glancing at you before Minho stared down at her and they made eye contact.

"She's right daddy." Your chest released a deep breath and you looked over at Mina who was now staring up at her dad and turning a slight red colour. 

"I've been n-naughty lately, I-I just wanted you to meet Miss Yln but you were always so busy." She admitted before you nodded in agreement with her. It was wrong for her to act out just to get some attention from her father but at least the situation was being cleared out of the way, 

"I left a few voicemails for you but I never heard back. Mina mentioned how busy you are so I was going to write a letter home soon." You explained while quickly clearing the paintbrushes away and looking back at Minho who was now flushing a bright red colour.

"Oh...Oh...Wow. I'm so sorry," He apologised profusely as he glanced down at Mina and got her to apologise to you as well. 

"I never should have stormed into your classroom like that...I'm sorry," He whined a little as he ran his hands through his hair making you smile weakly before leading Mr Lee over to Mina's desk. It must have been hard being a single parent of a 10-year-old girl, you'd heard about Mina's mother dying during birth and you didn't want to imagine the type of pressure that put on Minho.

"While you're here...I'd love to show you some of the work she's been doing in class...She's usually an amazing student...Besides the times she acted out," You told him happily before he took a seat in the tiny kid's chair, making you both laugh a little at how big he seemed to look inside of it. 

"I'd love to see it," Minho smiled, forgetting all about the meeting he was supposed to be attending in about twenty minutes. Right now, all he cared about was staying in this room and listening to you talk about his daughter. Throughout the last weeks, he had listened to Mina talk about you in depth but everything she had been saying didn't hold a torch to you.

Mina had mentioned how pretty you were but you were completely breathtaking to Minho. Your hair suited you perfectly and you dressed as though you were a respectful young adult...Not to mention your eyes. When he'd been talking to you just now he felt as though he was going to get lost in a trance in them they were so pretty. 

"I have something we've been working on lately," You explained, rushing to go and grab some of the worksheets Mina had been working on with you and her classmates. It had been something a little fun just to get to know what the kids did and didn't know about English, as well as making them have memories of their times in class.

"She speaks very highly of your classes," Minho quickly said without thinking too much about it, your body heated up as you turned to lock eyes with the man in front of you. 

His eyes were piercing into you and you could have sworn everything around you ceased to exist and you could only focus on him and what he was saying. Seriously, how could a man look like that and not be an actor or a singer? He looked as though he was stripped right from the pages of a magazine.

"She does?" You asked shyly looking down at the sheets as you tried to make it seem as though you were completely struck by his good looks which made Minho smile. He was used to people avoiding his gaze and usually he found it annoying but with you, somehow you made it cute.

"Yeah, she always loves coming to your classroom. She mentioned how much you engage with them all and try to make the lessons fun," He recounted everything Mina had said about her lessons with you while you pulled up a chair in front of the desk he was sitting on and smiled brightly. You'd always wanted to be considered a fun teacher.

"Well, I thought fun lessons would make it more memorable and having fun while learning makes it easy to remember what you learnt." You admitted shyly, feeling your body heat up at the sudden attention you were getting from the man in front of you. None of the other parents had been so sweet and complimentary with you, they were just happy that their children were happy.

"This is something we'd been working on yesterday." You said as you began to flip through the pages to find the right thing you were going to show him,

"I had the kids write about their favourite memory and she wrote about your trip with her to Jeju island." You swallowed the nervousness down as you put the sheet down in front of him to show him the papers that were written in a mixture of Korean and English. There were cute drawings spotted around the paper of Mina and her dad doing different things on Jeju Island. 

"I used this to learn what they did and didn't know in English and then I decided to sit with them all and teach them each of the words." You admitted, not noticing that the whole time you were speaking Minho had his eyes on you, getting lost in your eyes as you spoke passionately about teaching. It was endearing to see someone so in love with their job, it had been far too long since he'd seen a teacher get this happy with their students.

"She's very quick at picking up English terms as well," You told him before showing him the flashcards you and Mina had been making together. Written on them were different places on Jeju Island she had visited as well as how to ask for directions or where something was. 

"Next week I have an afterschool activity planned," You informed him before looking at Mina who was just watching the two of you, smiling at you when she caught you watching her. 

"We're all going to bring in baked goods that we all love and then we're going to explain why we love them," You told him before slowly looking back at him and jumping when you met his gaze. You hadn't expected him to be watching you so intently and you smiled shyly, glancing back down at the papers suddenly making Minho chuckle a little. 

"That sounds like a lot of fun," Minho chuckled trying to think of something he could let Mina bring in since he wasn't much of a baker himself but he was sure he could buy something or hire someone to make her favourite snacks.

"I understand you're busy a lot so I made sure it was okay for Mina to bring her Nanny instead of you," You looked back at him and he nodded his head at you in response but this was one day he didn't want to miss.

"That's very, very kind of you but I'm sure I can make some time." It would take a lot of rearranging of meetings but it would be worth it to see his daughter be so happy in class...Not to mention it would be another chance to come and meet you.

"I'm sure Mina would love that, she speaks a lot about you." You told him, clearing up the sheets of paper and putting them into a plastic envelope so he could take it home and have a closer look at it. You wanted him to see how incredible his little girl was at everything she did.

"Perfect, just let me know the time and exact date and I'll make sure we bring something in." He told you before you grabbed a sticky note and wrote it down for him, Minho kept his eyes on your hands and smiled as you wrote a little cutely in Korean. 

"It'll be in the classroom so you don't have to worry about getting lost in the school," You laughed nervously, handing it to him and biting your lip when your fingers touched one another before you quickly pulled away.

"It was lovely to meet you and if I get lost trying to find the classroom next week I'll have to call you," You stared back at him a little taken back and nodded,

"Do you have a number I can do that on?" Giddiness buzzed inside of you before you quickly squashed it to him just being friendly with you and you quickly wrote down the number he could contact you on. Minho resisted the urge to smirk as you gave him your number,

"I'll call you if there's ever a homework emergency," He teased softly before heading over to Mina and picking her up carefully and steadily, 

"You little lady, are going to be punished for lying to me and acting out in poor Miss Yln's class," Minho warned her as he turned back to you and gave you a giant smile, your whole body melting as soon as he was out of the room.

"I have no idea how you did it...But thank you," You frowned looking at the teacher beside you and wondering what she was talking about. Today was the bake sale that the school was holding in order to raise money for different departments and you didn't know what she was talking about. You'd barely even had time to bake some cookies, you'd just grabbed some from a store and hoped no one would notice.

"I just baked cookies..." You trailed off clearly not following along with what she was talking about but she scoffed and shook her head at you.

"Mr Lee...I have no idea how you got him to come to all of this stuff but thank you." You continued to frown, how did Minho coming to more events have anything to do with you?

Ever since your first meeting with Minho, he had been coming to the school a lot more frequently you'd noticed it had nothing to do with you. He'd been coming to a lot of the family meetings teachers were having - not just with you either - it appeared that he was coming to the school more and you were happy he was trying to get closer with Mina.

"Minho...Mina's dad, he's been participating in so many school activities lately and he gave a huge donation last week to the English department," Your heart dropped and your throat ran dry at the mention of the last part. Did he donate because of you? Your head ran wild as you tried to remember the last conversation the two of you had been having with one another last week.

The last time the two of you saw one another you had mentioned that the English department within the school was lacking in materials and that you and a couple of the other teachers were going to be holding a fundraising event to help bring in new funds for the school. But you never would have imagined he would do something about it or even make a donation to it. It was just friendly conversations between two adults that got along really well with one another.

The truth was though, Minho wanted to donate to the school not only for Mina but because he found himself growing attached to you. He figured if there was more money in the department, he wouldn't have to worry about you leaving anytime soon.

"What?" You gasped out, looking as a photographer took a photo of Minho with the headteacher of the school. You could hardly believe that he would do something like this. You knew that he was filthy rich but you never would have imagined this.

"Yeah, he said that Mina deserves the best so he donated a huge sum," Your heart rate seemed to slow down as you realised it was just about being sweet for his daughter and you were completely relieved to learn he hadn't done it because of something you had said. You didn't want it to seem as though you had been poaching him for money.

"It's very sweet that he does all of this for his daughter," You shrugged it off as though it was nothing and sold another cupcake to one of the kids that were in front of you. However, the teacher beside you smirked.

"Very. Whatever it is you're doing, keep doing it." She spoke before smirking at you making you feel a little nervous about what she was hinting at. There was nothing going on between you and Minho, except a couple of playful comments here and there but everything was friendly.

"What are you talking about?"

"Please, I see the way he's constantly watching you and you're both always flirting and laughing together," The woman's smirk grew wider and your body began to heat up, even more, your weight shifting from one foot to the other as you prayed no one else was listening to what she was insinuating.

"We're just speaking, like friends." You suggested but it appeared as though the other teacher wasn't totally convinced by what you were saying.

"Right-" She winked and popped a cookie into her mouth.

"Don't worry I won't tell anyone, I mean it's not completely against the rules for teachers to date parents just frowned upon...Don't worry though I won't tell anyone since I'm seeing someone too." She giggled before you stared over at Minho who was smiling and waving at you from across the hall. 

Flirting? The two of you had simply grown a friendship and were talking a lot whenever he came to visit the school. Maybe it was a little suspicious that he was starting to come a lot more frequently but it couldn't have had anything to do with you. Could it?

"Daddy said to give this to you," Mina said as she stood in front of you holding a small purple envelope with your name written across it. You smiled to yourself, holding it in your hands and inspecting it closely.

"What is it?" You giggled as she pulled you closer so that she could whisper to you,

"A note, daddy said to read it when I'm not here." She whispered before heading back over to a group of her friends, all of them giggling about something while you opened up the small envelope.

Dear Yn,

 I would love to meet with you after the event to talk. I feel we have much to discuss regarding Mina's English lessons. I believe some extra lessons would benefit her.

Many Thanks,

Lee Minho.

You smiled t yourself and put the note into your pocket thinking it was sweet that he wanted to give her extra lessons you just hoped it wouldn't be too much for her to handle at such a young age. Mina was only ten years old and she still had a lot of time to be a child and have fun.

Minho made his way up behind you as you walked toward your classroom, he'd gotten your note and wanted to see what the big emergency was that you wanted to speak to him about. Though he had to admit he was beyond excited to hear that you wanted to speak with him in private, he had been desperately looking for a way to get you alone for a while now.

"Hey, so I was thinking about what you wrote and I don't think it would be a good idea for more lessons per se. I think maybe just something light for her, like some fun activities." You explained when you felt Minho close by however, the second you looked at him you knew that he was confused. There was a deep frown on his forehead and he arched one brow up as he let out a small smile.

"What are you talking about?" He chuckled, your note hadn't mentioned anything extra lessons for Mina.

"You wrote me a note," As you spoke you pulled the note out of your pocket, showing him what he had written but he pulled out one with the exact same writing,.

"You wrote me a note," He told you while fishing his note out from his pocket and showing it to you. The exact same handwriting was used on both notes and you smiled a little. Before either of you could say anything you walked into the room and giggled a little seeing the scene in front of you. It was obvious there was a little Mina Fairy at work during all of this.

"I see what's happening," You laughed, looking into the room to see fake candles and fake food set up at the table in front of you. Mina had been rushing in and out of the hall all afternoon and at least now you knew where she was disappearing to all of this time,

"We're being set up," You told him as he looked at the sight in front of him, his cheeks flushing a bright red colour as he realised his daughter had been the one to do this. He knew letting her watch all of those dramas was going to end badly.

"It's sweet," You spoke before he blushed more than he already was and ran his hand over his face shaking his head as he began to apologise for it all,

"I'm sorry...She's been watching a lot of Disney films and drama's lately and I think she thinks I need a woman," It was a sweet gesture for Mina to do and you were rather happy she'd thought of you when she'd been doing this for her father,

"It's okay...It's sweet. I mean this is the most interaction I've had with someone who isn't a child, teacher or a convenience store worker in a long time," You admitted before he pulled out a chair for you to sit down on o you sat and he carefully tucked the chair under the desk and took a seat across from you. He was a little taken back that he was one of the only other adults you'd been speaking to a lot,

"Really? You haven't spoken to anyone at supermarkets or the actual markets?" The room fell silent as you bit down on your tongue. The truth was, you hadn't really had a lot of time to go food shopping and you'd mostly been living off food that was quick and easy to buy in your local store. 

You'd been busier than you expected to be with lesson planning and extra activities you had somehow been roped into helping with. You'd somehow become a part of the cross-stitching club and you didn't even know how to cross-stitch let alone teach a bunch of kids how to.

"Actually...I-I haven't really had the chance to go them yet," You bit down on your tongue and made a grimaced face before looking at Minho who was staring at you a little dumbfounded.

"What do you mean?" He stared at you and waited for you to explain that you'd misunderstood the question. How had you not been shopping yet? Had you ordered online or something?

"I haven't been food shopping yet," You admitted before looking down at the fake dinner set in front of you. This looked like it would have been the most delicious thing you would have touched in weeks and you wished it was real.

"So wait, what have you been eating?" Minho suddenly felt protective over you, the thought of you not eating properly making his stomach drop. How could you be getting the right nutritional needs if you weren't eating proper food?

"Ramen mostly...And fast food," You groaned at the thought and Minho let out a dry and sarcastic laugh. 

"So I'm guessing you haven't explored anywhere yet either?" Your eyes met as he asked the question and you shook your head. But you had a valid reason for it and he understood that. Though it saddened him to think you were in such a beautiful country and were missing everything about it.

"Not really...But I have a list so that's a start," Minho shook his head at you, a list was no good when there was so much for you to do. He thought about it for a second and smiled to himself, he was going to take you to see everything you wanted.

"You need to go see things! And you need to eat something." He told you sternly while rolling up the sleeves of his shirt revealing his arms as you bit down on your lip. 

"I'm not having my favourite teacher- My daughter's favourite teacher, getting sick." He quickly recovered himself and you smiled to yourself at the compliment. Minho took out some paper from under the desk and grabbed a pen from his pocket ready to write a list of all of the places that you wanted to go.

"I'll get something at some point I'm sure." You shrugged it off but it wasn't good enough for Minho so he shook his head at you.

"Not good enough, you'll eat with me and Mina tonight. I always cook way too much and we have too many leftovers anyway." The invite to his house made your heart begin to race and you dug your nails into your hand, looking at him and smirking a little.

"I thought you didn't cook?" You reminded him of what he had told you when everyone first bought baking goods into the school and he smirked back at you.

"I don't bake but I cook...I'm an amazing cook." He leant back in the chair with a proud and smug smile spreading across his face and you raised your eyebrow at him deciding to tease him just a little.

"Oh? Nothing like blowing your own trumpet."

"Hey! You can make your remarks after you've eaten something nice and homemade." He leant forward once again and you did the same, staring directly into his eye as you smiled. The thought of having something that wasn't made from boiling water and pouring it into a packet did sound like heaven to you.

"Sounds like a good plan to me," You mentioned and Minho smiled brighter than before, nodding his head as he pointed to the paper in front of him. There was no way he was going to let you go without homecooked food at home either so he was going to write a list of foods for you to buy together.

"Before we eat I'll take you to the markets I like to visit and we can get you something to cook at home." It might have just been him being nice to you but you couldn't help but get butterflies at everything he was saying to you,

"And maybe we can spend the weekend together." The realisation of what he had just asked you hit him and he blushed deeply, stuttering a little as he tried to add to what he had said,

"With Mina of course. We can go and see all of the sights you want," The thought sounded fantastic to you but there was a slight nagging feeling inside of you as you thought about it. It was frowned upon for teachers to date their student's parents and you didn't want to do anything to risk you getting fired.

"Are we allowed? I know it can be seen as...Odd for parents and teachers to be dating..." Minho shook his head at you. If there was ever a problem with it he would sort it out himself.

"Why wouldn't we be?" Minho questioned and you simply shrugged your shoulders. 

"Mina and I can be your exceptional tour guides," Minho smirks as he began to write down more food onto the list as well as a couple of different spots he thought you might like to visit.

"Hmm, it does sound tempting but-"

"I'll make sure there's homecooked food the whole time," He offered before you smirked at him.

"I'm sold, Mr Lee." You giggled shaking his hand as though you'd made a deal together, both of you writing down the places you wanted to visit in the order of how badly you wanted to go and see them.

Their house was incredible and something out of a movie. When Minho drove you here you thought he was going to show you some kind of sight but it was their house. His actual house where he lived,

"You live here?" You questioned, sounding a little unsure as you climbed up the stairs toward his front door, stopping and looking at him as he smirked at you

"Yeah," It was adorable to see the shocked expression written across your face. Almost as cute as the one you had pulled when he took you into the supermarket but you couldn't help it. Everything was so different to where you used to live and you loved every second you were there, getting excited about everything.

"It's huge," You whispered as he walked you through the main entrance of the home, stopping when he kicked off his shoes and you did the same. There was a giant chandelier above the entryway and a maid came in to take your coats from you, bowing before she headed away and left you and Minho alone. 

"The food...Will it be okay in the car?" You asked as you followed Minho through his home, you were slightly worried the food would go bad if you left it alone in a hot car while you ate but Minho had already thought about that.

"I'll have someone get it out and keep it cold storage until you head home." He smiled politely at you and Mina came rushing over to you, hugging her dad's legs tightly before looking up at you and smiling excitedly. 

"Can I show Miss Yln my doll houses?!" She called out happily while bouncing up and down on the spot, you giggled a little at the thought of her wanting to show you her things. 

"Have you finished your homework?" Minho asked while eyeing her up suspiciously. The two of you had gone food shopping alone while the nanny took Mina home since she had homework and he didn't want her to be too tired before dinner. That and it gave Minho more of a chance to be alone with you and he'd been dying for that for a while now.

"Yes-" She stopped and sighed realising that she couldn't lie to either of you and she pouted a little.

"I need help with it." She admitted, pouting up at her dad as you smiled a little,

"I can help her if you want." You suggested to Minho who nodded,

"Sure...I feel bad though,"

"Don't. It's fine." You promised him before Mina pulled you in the direction of the kitchen table where her homework was already waiting for you to help her with.

While Minho cooked his eyes were on you, his mind distracted whenever he would catch a glimpse of you and Mina working happily together. It looked like the perfect family scene he'd seen in movies. Ever since his wife had died giving birth he'd never really imagined he would do the whole big family thing again...That was until you came into the scene.

Since the moment he met you he'd been imagining what it would be like to have you as part of the family and it was obvious that Mina had been thinking the same thing since she had set you both up on a fake date earlier in the date.

"Food will be ready soon, why don't you go and wash up Mina," Minho called out. Mina rushed out of the room and you giggled a little before you cleaned up the table and began to set it for the meal.

"Math was never really my strong point so I hope I helped her a little," You told him before walking over to the kitchen to see if Minho needed any help with anything. 

"It's okay, she's normally really good at math. I think she was making an excuse to see you," He admitted before looking up at you and smiling shyly at how close you were to him.

"Thank you for having me over," You were worried it was going to be awkward between you all but so far it felt as though this was something you always did and you could just relax with Minho by your side.

"It's been fun. It's nice seeing Mina open up to someone other than me and her nanny," He admitted to you, bringing the food over to the table and laying everything down in front of you. The sight alone was enough to make your mouth water and you let out a small whine at how good it looked. 

"She's a great kid...Her dad is kind of okay," You joked before he smirked at you, nodding at you to sit down while he bought the rest of the food and drinks over to the table for you to eat.

The meal had been one of the best things you'd ever had to eat and Minho was sending you home with leftovers, he really wasn't kidding when he said he made too much food. 

"She's so cute when she sleeps," You whispered to Minho as you both stood outside his daughter's bedroom door to see her sound asleep on top of her sheets.

"It's the only time she's not scheming against me," Minho teased before you playfully swatted his arm and shook your head at him.

"She's too cute to be scheming. Besides, what would she have been scheming at such a young age?" Your head tilted to the side as you continued to watch her sleeping peacefully, it made your heart flutter. You'd always wanted to have kids but you'd always put it off, deciding it was better to wait. 

"To get us to hang out more," Minho said as he looked down at you, his whole body aching to reach out and touch you but he held himself back not wanting to scare you away.

"Then it's a successful mission since we're hanging out this weekend," You laughed a little and looked up at him, your heart skipping a beat when you locked eyes with one another and you swallowed the lump in your throat, 

"That's true, I'm glad she set us up," Minho admitted as his eyes flicked between your lips and your eyes slowly licked his lower lip as he leaned closer to you. Your heart raced against your chest and you could have sworn he was going to hear it at any minute,

"Me too," You whispered stepping one step closer to him until you were almost chest to chest with one another. Your breaths got caught on one another's skin and your heart was about ready to jump into his waiting hands until you heard movement. You darted away from Minho and he looked over at his daughter that was starting to wake up, 

"I'll put her to bed and drive you home," He mentioned as you nodded your head, quickly making your way down the staircase and back to the main entryway of the house suddenly feeling embarrassed that you had just almost kissed him.

After the first weekend of spending time with one another, you and Minho had begun to develop a deep relationship with one another, though you were keeping it hidden from his daughter. You'd been doing a lot of sightseeing with the two of them and you could hardly believe that you were getting to do all of the fun things you'd only dreamt about before now.

All three of you had gone to Nami Island on the first weekend after your meal together. The entire day was spent getting food together, going on the boat over to the island and taking lots and lots of photos. Mina had insisted on getting a disposable camera so she could take her own snapshots of everything she was seeing. That whole day you and Minho had been brushing your hands against one another and getting shy whenever you would make eye contact since neither of you had mentioned the almost kiss from the doorway. 

Then after that, you went to Changdeokgung Palace, N Seoul tower and then there was Lotte world. The place you and Minho had your first kiss with one another and it had been a long time coming too. There was now photographic evidence of the first kiss the two of you shared but it was one of your favourite moments in the world.

Mina waited outside the photo booth for the two of you as she giggled to herself. Lotte World had been her idea today since Minho and you had dragged her out to a lot of historical places recently and you were enjoying it. All three of you had been going on a lot of the rides together though Mina seemed to be making you sit beside her father a lot more than she was sitting with him. Even now, it was her idea for you both to get into the photo booth together and Minho's heart was thumping rapidly against his chest. All he'd been wanting to do from the moment he last tried to kiss you....was kiss you. 

"Pose in 3...2...1..." The machine counted down while you and Minho both posed together, Minho posed in an adorable way while you had posed normally for the photo. The machine gave you both time to change positions and you giggled a little,

"That was adorable," You glimpsed at him before getting ready for the next photo but Minho didn't look at the camera for the next shot, instead his eyes were locked on you.

In the shot after that, he didn't bother to pose either but his hand had moved to cup your face in his grasp making you whimper a little when you turned to look at him. The camera continued to take photos of you as he moved you closer until your lips touched. It was soft and sweet but the effect was insane as you wrapped your arms around him. Sparks consumed your entire body and there was a heat building deep inside of your stomach. Your whole body tingled at the sensation and Minho dragged you closer so that you were almost sitting on his lap. A simple kiss wasn't enough, he craved more of you and he wanted to devour every inch of you. 

"Y-Yn," He stuttered out as you slowly pulled away and looked at him breathlessly your heart thumping so fast you were almost positive that it could be heard by Mina outside.

"I-I want to do that again," You told him before the machine began printing the photos, 

"Me too but...later," He chuckled breathlessly before you both got out of the photo booth to see Mina holding the photos and giggling at the two of you. Minho blushed bright red and you felt your entire body burning as you hid your head in his arms and whined a little.

"You look lost in your thoughts," Minho whispered, leaving small kisses up and down your shoulder as you sat out in front of the Han River together. It was a picnic kind of day and Mina was spending the day with her Nanny which gave you and Minho all of the time in the world to be alone with one another. 

"I was just thinking about our first kiss," You admitted shyly making Minho smirk at you, the two of you had shared many more kisses than that since the first one had happened. 

"I never would have imagined myself doing this sort of thing," He admitted before feeling you a chocolate-covered strawberry while you waited for him to continue with what he was saying.

"I just never took myself as the dating type...After my wife died I didn't think I would see anyone like this again," You smiled weakly, you were happy he felt comfortable talking about her in front of you. Minho didn't speak much about his late wife but when he did you could see how much he had loved her and it really warmed your heart that he was okay talking about her in front of you.

"So I'm your first girlfriend since?" You questioned, carefully feeding him something to eat as he nodded his head. It wasn't as though he didn't want to date it was just no one was ever good enough in comparison to his late wife. Except for you.

"Is that a problem?" He questioned when he saw you look a little uneasy but you were only teasing him.

"It's a lot of pressure to put on a girl," Minho sat up straight and looked at you and could already tell that you were joking with him.

"I think I can make it worth your while." He smirked dragging you closer to him by your ankle, making you squeal out in surprise. Once you were face to face with him you whimpered a little,

"How would you do that?" You whispered, looking from his lips to his eyes wondering what he was hinting at. The two of you had been flirting with the idea of sleeping together but it was hard with a child around all of the time...Which was one of the many reasons Minho had arranged for the two of you to be alone today.

"I would start by kissing you more," He whispered, gently kissing your shoulder as you rolled your eyes playfully at him

"Hmm, sounds nice but not very convincing." You gigged as he tightened his grip around your waist,

"No?" He smirks kissing the corners of your lips making you whine out a little, it was a weak spot and he knew that very well from all of the times he had done that before.

"N-no."

"Then I guess I'd have to kiss you..." He trailed off as he bit down on your neck a little, slowly kissing up to your ear,

"in other places," He whispered right in your ear while his hands rubbed gently down your sides and your heart rate picked up. You let out a sudden breath and his smirk grew wider knowing you needed him almost as badly as he needed you.

"You like the idea of that huh?" He nodded to the fact that your thighs were squeezed together and you nodded desperately. You didn't care how desperate you seemed, this was something you'd wanted for a long time.

"Y-yes...G-God, yes."

"God will have nothing to do with it baby," He whispered to you, kissing down your neck before you let out a moan quickly moving your hand to cover your lips.

"N-not here though," You looked at him and then around at people that could be watching you at any second. 

"Of course not, I want you all to myself." He smiled before kissing you deeply, your arms moving to wrap around the back of his neck. Both of you too lost in your own kissing to notice someone had spotted you from across the way and was taking a photo of you both.

"Where's Mina?" You asked out in a rush as Minho pinned you up against his bedroom wall, his hands ripping open your shirt as he drank in the appearance of your body. The red lace brace you were wearing made his cock twitch in his pants, he was beginning to think a few hours away from Mina wasn't going to be long enough to get his fill of you.

Though, he was sure he would never get his fill of you.

"The nanny took her out for a few hours, I-I figured it was the best option," He admitted before you smirked pushing him down against the bed and ripping his shirt open just as he had done to you. Your eyes lingered over his body and you bit down on your lip as you looked at him. The man could have been crafted by the gods, everything was so perfectly toned and chiselled. You ran your fingers down his chest and abs, stopping when you came to a scar near his abdomen but you didn't ask about it just yet. 

Right now your brain was going haywire as you shut your eyes and let Minho devour your lips, both of you needily making out on his bed. Both of his hands clutched into your sides as he ground your hips down against him causing you both to moan out in pleasure. You didn't need to remove any more clothes to know he was huge and you let out a small whimper at the thought of him inside of you.

"S-So hot," You moaned out as he kissed you once again, your bodies rolling against one another as you felt his erection hitting over your clothes cunt, only further making you needy for him.

Your bodies moulded together like they were made for one another and you smiled against his lips, pulling off your bra slowly as he looked up at you in complete awe. This was everything he'd been dreaming of and more over the last few weeks,

"You're so gorgeous," He whispered before sitting up and bringing your left breast into his mouth. He wasted no time sucking harshly on your nipple while his hand massaged and tugged on your right nipple. Moans slipped from your lips as you gave yourself up to him, your eyes fluttered shut and you let your hands roll into his hair tugging softly on the brown strands.

"Minho," You breathed out, your entire body shuddering as you let your fingers claw into his shoulders only further encouraging his movements as he switched from one breast to the other looking up at you the whole time.

Your lips found him again and your tongue teased his as you wrapped your arms around the back of his neck bringing him closer to you. All you wanted was to feel his body on yours, to be as close as you could get with him. You were completely hopeless for more of him and your whole body felt as though it was going into overdrive. Your spine was practically buzzing as he pulled you closer to him sucking on your bottom lip.

"Yn," He moaned out when you ground your hips down against him, rubbing yourself against his growing erection that was being restrained by the tightness of his pants he'd wished he'd removed already.

"I need you," You whispered to him as you wrapped your legs around his waist pushing your clothed centre against his growing cock and he let out a groan. He was completely ready to take you there and then but he wanted to take his time with you but it felt as though there wasn't enough time in the entire world to do what he wanted to do with you. 

"I need you too," He admitted before rolling you both over and laying you down below him slowly kissing down your chest and stomach before he pulled the jeans down that you were wearing and threw them somewhere in the room. 

A crash could be heard but the two of you were too lost in the moment to care about whatever he had just broken, you just giggled and looked up at him. 

"Minho?" You whispered as he smirked at you, laying on the bed and looking at you with hunger in his eyes. He wanted you to take control a little and ride his face while he held onto you the whole time,

"Ride my face baby," You froze in place, you'd never done something like that before and the thought of trying it with Minho was exciting but scary.

"W-What?" You stuttered out, feeling a little unsure. What if you hurt him? Or suffocated him?

"I said ride my face," He growled out at you, his eyes never leaving yours as you shivered a little, your heart threatening to jump straight out of your chest and into his hands. The man owned your heart by now and you were sure he knew it too,

"What if I hurt you?" You questioned anxiously as you stayed planted on the bed where you were but Minho smirked at you,

"You won't." He reassured you while shaking his head, waiting for you to hover above him.

"But-"

"Sit. On. My. Face." He bellowed before you scrambled up and rushed over to him, carefully hovering above his head while you faced the headboard. Minho smirked and wrapped his arms around your hips, hocking his arms around you.

"I said, sit." He smirked dragging you down as you let out a scream of surprise. Your head went crazy as you screwed your eyes shut in embarrassment, at the thought of the situation that was happening. Your pussy was right above his face, exposed and completely at his beck and call to do whatever he wanted. You bit down on your lip before deciding that it would be a good idea to have a safe word or action if it got too hard for him to do,

"Minho if it gets too- Holy fuck!" You cried out, suddenly gripping onto the wooden headboard and covering your mouth with one hand as you tried to muffle your moans.

"I want to hear you," He warned you but you whimpered feeling a little discombobulated about everything. You let out a shakey breath as his tongue slid over you, between every fold lapping up your arousal as your eyes screwed tightly shut. This was unlike anything you had ever experienced before and it was already making your eyes roll backwards.

"S-Shit! Minho," You cried out, your hips jerked up involuntarily but his grip around you tightened so that you were unable to move away from him anytime soon. You moaned out as his tongue swirled over your clit and he began to suck softly,

"Oh fuck." You moaned as he continued to eat you out as though you were his last meal. Minho smirked beneath you as he went inside of you with his tongue, moving it with focused precision. Minho wanted to hear his name fall from your lips over and over again until he was completely sick of hearing his own name.

"Minho...fuck! Minho, please," Your words came out choked as he continued to fuck you with his tongue and your head began to get dizzy. 

"You taste so good," He growled, the hunger in his voice making your entire body tremble before he attached himself back to your cunt biting down on your clit as you let out loud screams of his name.

You were more than glad the two of you were alone in the house for this since you would never be able to face the maid if she heard anything,

"Minho," You whimpered as you felt his fingers beginning to work on your clit while his tongue pushed inside of you. You gasped out wiggling against him at the stimulation and your throat ran dry. 

"Please," You begged feeling yourself getting closer with each plunge of his tongue, your hands gripping tighter onto the board in front of you as it banged against the wall. Minho pulled away for a brief second and smirked,

"You want to cum?" He chuckled softly below you and you nodded even if he couldn't see you, your hands clutching onto the wooden headboard in front of you as your cries flew out of you.

"Please...P-Please." You begged as your clit throbbed under his fingers, his tongue going so deep that your pussy spasmed around him and your toes curled upward.

"Minho!" You screamed, your moans getting choked up inside of your throat as you gripped onto the headboard in front of you for dear life, too scared that if you let it go you would melt against the sheets.

"That's so fucking hot," He grunted as he came out from under you, kissing up your spine until he kissed the back of your neck. No man had ever made you orgasm like that before and you were still coming down from your high as you turned to look at him. 

Snaking your arms around him you began to kiss him desperately and needily until you pushed him down to lay beneath you. Now it was your turn to return the favour.

Heat exploded inside of him as you rubbed your hand against his clothed dick, he licked his bottom lip as you continued to palm him roughly.

"Off," You ordered before he scrambled to remove the rest of his clothes, both of you laying naked in front of one another as you took in a sharp intake of breath. You hadn't expected him to be this big and you giggled kneeling between his legs on the bed and slowly beginning to pump him in your hands. The sight of his cock made your mouth water and you licked your lips as you looked up at him. A bead of arousal leaked from the tip of his dick and you'd completely forgotten about everything as instinct took over. You licked him from the base of his cock until the tip and he moaned out loudly. You smirked as you traced your tongue over the head of his cock and he moans out,

"Oh fuck...This is better than I-I imagined," He admitted before blushing as he realised he had just admitted that to you, 

"Have you imagined this a lot?" You giggled as you looked up at him and moved your hand painfully slow around him,

"A lot." He grunted, his eyes never leaving yours as you began to smirk wider at him. You slowly bent down taking his cock into your mouth and Minho could have sworn the whole world came to a stop at the warmth he felt when entering your mouth. 

He hissed out as you began sucking him off, tracing his entire shaft with your tongue and he let out small hisses of your name. It wasn't enough, you wanted to hear him moan the same way you had moaned for him so you reached up and cradled his balls in your hand. Another deep moan left his throat and you took his cock deeper into your throat earning a deep and loud moan from Minho as he looked down at you. 

All of this made you feel so powerful right now and you sniggered, humming around him as you took him deeper than before and moaning around his cock. The taste of his precum coating your tongue as you sucker harsher on him desperate for more of him, desperate to taste his cum the same way he had tasted yours.

"Shit just like that," He hissed out as he began to thrust a little into your mouth, incoherent mumbles leaving his throat as he thrust upward to meet the back of your throat.

You let him continue to thrust softly into you, looking at him you wanted him to feel good but he abruptly stopped his thrusts and shook his head.

"W-Wait...S-Stop," He begged as he pulled away from you unexpectedly, his cock falling from your lips and making you pout a little at the sudden loss of him. 

"I want to be with you," He whispered, kissing you softly to try and comfort you,

"I want you too," You whispered back as he began to kiss you gently, his arms carefully wrapping around you and cradling you against his chest.

Minho gentle laid you down on the bed below him and fished around in the drawer beside his bed for a condom. He wasted no time in rolling it on and looked down at you. 

"Fuck you're just so beautiful," He whispered as he lined himself up at your core, running the head of his cock over your already sensitive clit and making you whimper needily at him.

"No teasing," You begged him before he suddenly drove toward you, slamming his hips against yours making you scream out in surprise. The stretch made your eyes tear up and your pussy burn a little. Minho looked down at you as you wrapped your legs around his midsection, letting him stay still as he stretched you out.

"F-Fuck, you're too big." You moaned through gritted teeth, you feared it wasn't going to work like this but Minho bent down to whisper in your ear.

"You can take it, baby," He cooed, sending shivers up and down your spine, your hips bucking up to meet him as soon as the words left his lips.

"Good girl," He moaned out, one hand holding your hip while the other held onto the headboard to stop himself from bottoming out inside of you right away.

Both of you exchanged a brief nod and sweet kiss before he slowly started to move in and out of you. The air was knocked out of your lungs as you gripped onto his arms tightly, your nails digging into his skin a little as he began to thrust deeply and quickly in and out of you. The tempo shifted suddenly as the thrusts turned insatiable, your nails left marks on his skin and you could nothing but yell his name out. 

Minho didn't think he was ever going to get enough of you and you didn't either, your eyes locked with his and he moaned your name out. His thrust beginning to get out of control as you moved one of your shaking legs to hang over his shoulder.

"Yes! R-Right there," You cried out as he continued to fuck in and out of you at a brutal pace, your head starting to spin as he hit a deeper part inside of you leaving your legs shaking.

"So needy," He chuckled deeply making you look up at him, your lower lip caught between your teeth so hard it was beginning to draw blood.

A burning began to build deep inside of you and you clawed at his chest and the sheets, anything you could get your hands on and cried out his name.

"Minho," You warned him that you were getting closer but his pumps didn't stop, your orgasm threatening to spill all over you as he looked down at you with a giant smirk on his lips.

"M-Me too," He whispered roughly as you both began to move your hips in sync with one another. His thumb pinched your clit softly and you shattered around his cock. Your eyes never broke contact, not even for a second as you released around him whimpering out and bucking uncontrollably.

"Minho! Minho!" You cried out as your fingers dig into his flench, he continued to drive into you like a wildman until he tightened up and groaned. Holding himself deep inside of you as he came undone inside of the condom.

Your fingers traced along the scar that was on Minho's stomach and he smiled tiredly at you when he noticed what you were doing. It wasn't a huge story or anything to tell but you seemed pretty entranced by the scar that was there, 

"How did you get it?" You asked as he looked down at your hands and smiled. He wished he had a super cool story to tell you about it,

"I had my appendix out when I was a kid," You looked up at him and pretended to be bored with the story. Not that anything Minho ever did could bore you.

"Damn, no cool war stories to make you seem tough and impress me?" Minho scoffed at the thought of it,

"Do I need to impress you?" He quizzed, arching a brow as he gestured to the fact that the two of you had just fucked one another so much he was completely out of condoms now.

"No...I think the aching between my legs impressed me enough," You giggled before he kissed you deeply, bringing you back up to his arms before he held you tightly. 

"We should get dressed and make you something to eat." He sighed, he didn't exactly want you to get dressed but pretty soon Mina was going to get home and he thought it would be a good idea for her not to see you naked and in his bedroom until he could tell her the news.

"But moving sounds boring," You whined at him only for him to gently kiss you, 

"But I plan on pampering you after you've eaten."

"Oh?" Your ears picked up and you slowly sat up on the bed, Minho's hands began to rub your shoulders softly.

"Yeah, then we're going to spend the rest of the weekend inside with me, you and Mina." You smiled warmly and kissed him deeply, excited to have a weekend of playing house with him before you would eventually go back to work on Monday.

"Sounds almost perfect," You admitted to him before he looked at you,

"Almost?"

"Hmm, you're missing the part out where I get to wear your clothes around the house," You giggled before slowly getting out of bed, hissing at the soreness you were experiencing but it was only short-lived as Minho raced to help you walk.

Sunday morning was slow, Mina had gone out with the Nanny and Minho had popped into work for what he promised was just an "hour" but that was three hours ago and you were getting bored of scrolling through social media. You were about to put your phone down and go hunt for food when you got a message from an email you'd never seen before. It was even an unknown domain you'd never heard of, 

[email protected]:

Don't tell him about these. 

Leave him or the photos go to your boss.

Simply attached to the email were endless photos of you and Minho together over the recent weeks, kisses that were shared and even the make-out session you'd had in the car the night before. Not to mention a photo of the two of you curled up together on his bed - your bodies were blurred but it was obvious that the two of you were naked. The photos must have been taken out of the window because there sure as hell wasn't anyone in the house when the two of you were together.

Every image was displaying your very inappropriate relationship with a student's parent. Also attached to the email was a photocopy of your contract which had your signature across the bottom. Underlined in big red marker were the words,

"Relationships between a teacher and parents are strictly prohibited and frowned upon. If any relationship is discovered it can result in the termination of your contract," Your heart dropped as you realised what the email was getting at. The unknown sender must have had something to gain with you being out of the picture and you bit down on your lip deciding that it was better to end things right now rather than to wait. This job was everything to you and sure you were beginning to fall in love with Minho but you needed the job more than you needed a relationship. All you had to do was get out of the house before he came home, you could explain this away by cancelling on dates and slowly pulling away,

"I know I'm late but I have a very good reason to be late," Minho laughed as he entered the bedroom holding a bag of food and your heart dropped. Why couldn't he have been just a little later? It would have given you the perfect chance to get out of the house and away from him.

"Hey, come on. Me being late isn't a reason for you to leave," He laughed but stopped when he realised you weren't laughing or giving any hint that you were joking with him on this. He put down the bag of food and made his way over to you, stopping in front of you.

"Yn?" He frowned staring at you as you stared back at him feeling your heart race a little and not in a good way. Your eyes locked with his as your mouth ran dry as soon as you saw him, he looked so excited to be back in front of you.

"I need to go," You said simply, looking over his shoulder for a way out but his body completely blocked you from leaving. 

"I'll drive you home tonight, I promise I'm sorry for being late." He frowned, he knew it was wrong and he should have texted you about it but he'd been in a meeting with someone he was supposed to have met weeks ago. It had gone a little over the limit but he was going to make it up to you with your favourite breakfast food and he had plans to take you out to dinner tonight.

"No, I need to leave." You struggled to move away from him and he sighed a little.

"Yn...Come on," He begged, just because he was late didn't mean you needed to get into a mood about all of it.

"It was fun while it lasted Minho but I need to go," You mumbled, the words tasted disgusting in your mouth and you swallowed the lump of lies you were spewing out for him. You hoped he would just accept that it was over without causing a scene but it was obvious he wasn't going to,

"What?" Where was all of this coming from? That morning the two of you had planned what you were going to do the following weekend with Mina. You'd been wanting to go with her to Lotte world again, where had that version of you gone?

"It was fun," You shrugged as you dressed in the clothes you'd worn to the Han river the other day and bit down on your tongue. Being mean to someone was never your strong point.

"Fun..." Minho said the word with disgust and you nodded your head at him. Hoping he didn't know you well enough yet to see through your bullshit.

"Yeah, I mean. You got a good lay, so did I." You mumbled shaking your head at him and slowly heading for the door but his hand grip your wrist. You tried to ignore the sparks you got from a simple touch as this and Minho sighed at you,

"Yn, what are you doing? Is this some kind of a joke because it's not funny..." He told you but you shut your eyes tightly, taking in a deep breath.

"I'm doing what I should have done a long time ago. This is over, we're over," You mumbled trying to get out of his grasp but he wasn't going to let you go that easy. His grip tightened on you and you slapped at his hand,

"No..No, why would you want to do this? Things were going so well. We had plans remember," He was truly dumbfounded as to why you were completely switching up on him all of a sudden.

"Like I said it was fun while it lasted but this just isn't my thing, I don't really want a kid," That was bullshit, the two of you had this conversation weeks ago. You'd told him you'd been dreaming of having kids ever since you were little so he knew that was a lie.

"Yn, you love Mina. You told me you wanted loads of kids," You sniffled a little as you tried to think quickly on your feet. Why did you have to share so much with him? It was only going to make this so much harder on the two of you.

"I also love sharks but I'm not going to live with one." It made no sense but you weren't bothered about making sense, you were more bothered about getting out of the house and making sure you could keep your job.

"You're not making any sense," Minho said as he tried to take you over to the bed, just to sit down and talk all of this out with him.

If something had scared you he wanted you to feel comfortable talking to him about it, if you were moving too fast he would start going slow he didn't care as long as he still had you.

"I have to go,"

"No, you have to tell me what the fuck is going on. I left this morning and we were good, we were more than good. We were making plans for ourselves! That just doesn't go away within a couple of hours," He barked out not seeming to care if he sounded like he was being harsh on you and your heart broke when you saw the tears welling up in his eyes, neither of you noticed that Mina was coming up the hall. 

"This isn't going to go anywhere, there's no future between us," The words were all poison jabs driving straight into his heart as he stared at you, there was no way you were saying this to him.

"Yn," The sound of his name was heavy on his tongue and it took every ounce inside of you not to stay and tell him the truth about what was going on.

"Look at me," He told you but you squeezed your eyes shut, if you looked at him you knew you were going to crumble. You'd end up telling him and you would lose everything you had been working toward your entire life.

"Look at me Yn." He begged, his voice cracking as tears ran down his face, if he could just get you to look at him he would be able to tell if this was all fake.

"Yn," He said firmly as you began to walk toward the door, your back to him as you reached for the door handle.

"Look at me!" He demanded as you turned around to look at him within seconds of him ordering you to. The heartache splashed on his face was enough to kill you ten times over as you took in your last look at him

"Don't walk out of that door," He pleaded with you, you stared back at him and shook your head. 

"I love you...Okay, please don't do this." Your heart basically shattered into tiny pieces as you heard him say it. It was something you'd been wanting to say to him even if it did seem a little too soon.

"I don't-" You took in a breath as you tried to get the words out, trying to make them seem believable. 

"I don't love you, I have to go." You mumbled, walking past him and away from Mina as she yelled at you for making her dad cry. You continued to walk, slowly picking up until a run as you got out into the streets. 

You'd barely made it away from the house when you crumpled up into a ball on the street, crying into your hands as you realised you'd just given up the man you love. 

The following day at school Mina was doing everything she could to upset you, she would be mean to you, wouldn't talk in class and have even walked out of the room when you'd been speaking with the rest of the classroom. Though you'd done everything you could to avoid having to call Minho it was getting obvious that you were going to have to since she was beginning to call you names in both Korean and English.

Mina had every right to be upset with you but you wouldn't stand for her acting out like this with you. Maybe you could get her to switch to another teacher or something as you didn't think you would be able to deal with his. Whenever you looked at her you just saw Minho and the way he had been crying in front of you when you walked away. 

The whole of last night you'd spend sobbing on your apartment floor, your fingers dancing over his name as you debated telling him everything. But you didn't know if someone was watching you like they had been doing when you were together.

You needed this job. 

You'd been dreading calling Minho about it all day since it was your fault she was reacting this way. You'd told him you wouldn't have called him if you didn't need to but Mina had been awful all day and now he was standing in front of you in the classroom. Everyone else had left for the day and he'd come up to collect Mina who was refusing to leave your classroom until he came to get her.

"I don't think this should be affecting my teaching life with her," You told him as they both stood in front of you. Mina cuddled into his legs crying as Minho refused to look at you, smirking smugly at the thought of you being upset because his daughter was rude to you all day. 

"She wouldn't do as she was told all day, she was being rude. She swore and called me names in front of the other students," You explained while looking at him. It looked as though he hadn't changed from the clothes he was wearing yesterday and his eyes were bloodshot.

"I'll talk to her." He mumbled, not really caring about any of this. The only reason he'd come in the first place was to collect Mina from the room since she'd screamed in the nanny's face when she'd tried to take her home.

Taking in a deep breath you shook your head, all of this was stupid and he deserved to know the truth about it all. Surely the school was a safe space for you to admit the truth to him,

"I'm sorry Minho...I really am."

"No, you're not. If you were sorry you wouldn't have let me fall for you the way you did if you were just going to do all of this," He rubbed Mina's back and you took in a deep breath, fuck it. It was now or never.

"You don't understand if-" You stopped when the door to your classroom flew open and the headteacher stood there and stared at you. Her eyes danced between you and Minho before she nodded her head at you,

"I knew it, I knew it!" She yelled making you move away from Minho and bow to her quickly, your eyes glancing to Minho who was frowning at the way she was yelling at you.

"Mr Lee, you should take Mina out of the room," You whispered but the headmistresses held up her hand to signal them not to go anywhere. Minho frowned at you, what was going on?

"No. This affects him too," You swallowed the lump in your throat and you felt your stomach contract. Had the photos been sent? Did the blackmailer really send them even after you'd done what they had asked of you?

"I hadn't wanted to believe the email but when I saw the images attached I knew something needed to be done. You know that relationships are strictly prohibited." Minho finally caught on and he stared at you. Images? Why hadn't you just told him someone had threatened you? He would have easily found them for you and put a stop to everything,

"Miss-" You tried to speak her name but she held up her hand to stop you and cut you off before you could even find the words.

"You're fired." Your heart stopped as you stared back at her in silence. Everything you had been working towards for years completely crumbled around you with two little words. Fired? You'd barely even had a chance to explain to her that what happened between you and Minho was over now.

"But-"

"I don't want to hear it. I want you to get your things and leave. The authorities have been contacted." You knew what that meant. Your visa would have been terminated and you would no longer be allowed to stay in South Korea. Everything was coming undone like string and you couldn't do a single thing about it.

"Yes ma'am." You bowed to her deeply, you didn't try to glance at Minho before you grabbed your bag and began to pack everything up. The door slammed shut and he quickly sent Mina out into the hallway and stood in front of your desk,

"Is this why you broke up with me?" He questioned as you nodded your head not trusting yourself to speak without breaking down into a puddle in front of him. All of your dreams were completely smashed and all because you'd decided to trust something another teacher had said to you. "You can date, it's only frowned upon," you couldn't believe you'd let yourself get sucked into that.

"Yn...If you'd said something," He said slowly as you shrugged your shoulders at him. There was nothing that was going to change the past.

"The email told me I wasn't allowed to tell you. Seems as though they were just trying to make things worse for me since they told my boss anyway," You sniffled as you took in a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down and gather your thoughts together. There was so much to do and you weren't going to have any time to do it. You weren't going to have enough time to pack up your apartment, nothing was ready since you hadn't been preparing for this. You needed to find a company to ship everything big back home and then you needed to call your roommate to arrange for your room to be free again.

"We can figure this out. We can fight this, I'll hire a lawyer." Minho said as he followed you frantically around the classroom while you shoved your belongings into the bag.

"No. It's in my contract I'm not supposed to date a parent. I broke the contract." Your voice came out strained as you turned to look at him, tears rolling down your cheeks as you couldn't focus on anything but him right now. He needed to get out of his so you could focus.

"But that's pathetic! You should have the freedom to see whoever you wish! I'll take Mina out of the school then it's not an issue." All of that was too late, there was no time left for him to change what had happened. The visa people were already contacted which meant it was a losing battle.

"Minho, it's too late. There's no time," Your voice was debilitated and tears poured down your cheeks and he shook his head standing in front of you and holding your face in his hands.

"No...No it's not. It's not too late. You still have time, there's always time." He whispered to you as you completely broke down in his hands, sniffling and sobbing hysterically as you shook your head.

"And in that time I have to pack up my apartment and send things home...My visa is going to be revoked." He stared at you and shook his head, he'd only just gotten you and he sure as hell wasn't going to let you go.

"You can leave stuff at my place until we figure it out," He reassured you and as sweet of him as it was, it wasn't going to do a thing to help you. If your visa was gone you had to get out of the country before you were arrested.

"We can't! There's nothing to figure out. I'm fired, I have no job here. I need to leave." You sniffled, looking at the security men that were now waiting by the door and ready to escort you from the premises but Minho held your hand.

"She'll go when she's ready," He snapped angrily at them but they didn't move so you laughed weakly and shook your head.

"I have to go...I'm sorry...Tell Mina, I'm sorry," You whispered before kissing him deeply one last time, your arms wrapping around one another delicately before you were pulled away from him by the school security team.

From the moment you'd left the school until you were driven to the airport, you were under the constant watch of policemen. All of them were under strict orders to make sure you didn't try to flee or stay in the country any longer than you were allowed to be. There was no contact allowed to Minho and they'd taken away your phone unless it was to arrange pick-ups for your things and to your roommate back home.

Luckily for you, he hadn't rented out your room, only turned it into an art studio for himself while he waited for you to finish your year away. 

"Do you have everything?" The guard asked as you stood at your departing gate and looked through your carry-on bag. You had everything you were going to need when you arrived back home, including your cellphone which had kindly been given back to you as soon as you got to your gate. You knew that they had to do this as part of their jobs but not being able to see Minho one last time had killed you inside.

You'd heard him outside of your apartment a few days ago begging for them to let him inside and yelling to you that he had some kind of plan but nothing was going to work. The visa had already been taken away from you and you weren't permitted to work in South Korea for at least another year and even then it was to be stated clearly of your reasons for being fired previously. You knew that no school in their right mind was ever going to allow you to work with them and everything you'd wanted in life was gone.

Including the man that you loved,

"I think so. Thank you again for my phone," You looked at the officer who simply nodded his head at you. Throughout your everchanging officers, he had been the kindest of the bunch, passing a blind eye whenever you would walk too slowly in the streets or would stay too long in a shop. It was clear he had a soft spot for your situation but would never speak a word of it out loud.

"Yn! Yn!" You heard someone yelling, and your eyes shot up to see Mina and Minho running quickly toward you. Mina was yelling out your name as loudly as her tiny lungs would allow her to and Minho looked like he was sweating profusely. He'd gotten a text from an unknown number letting him know the time of your flight and what gate you were going to be at so he wasted no time in dragging Mina along with him to come and see you. He had a plan for the two of you and he was finally going to be able to let you know about it.

"Minho?" You frowned staring over at him and back at your security guard who quickly turned a blind eye to you and allowed you to run toward your boyfriend. Minho smirked even more as he watched you closely.

"Hey, hey," Minho cried out as you rushed over to him, dropping your bag as you threw yourself into his arms. Your bodies tangled together much to the dismay of those around you and you let out a massive sigh when you felt him holding you tightly.

"Fuck, I didn't think I was going to get to see you. They wouldn't let me have my phone or leave the apartment." You mumbled as you hid in his neck and Minho shook his head. He knew all of this already, all that mattered now was that you were in his arms and he had a plan.

He'd been on the phone with so many different lawyers until he found one that was willing to take your case and get your visa Reinstated, claiming it was against your human rights to fire you for dating someone.

"It's okay, I'm here. I got a lawyer and we're going to fight it," He told you slowly pulling away and making you look at him. There was a way to fight this.

"Minho...It's too late for all of that I'm about to get on a plane," You motioned behind you and he smiled a little. It was something the two of you could fight together when you arrived safely. Distance didn't scare Minho in the slightest.

"We'll fight it even when you're at home." He told you before you let out a small and happy sigh it was sweet that he was willing to go through all of this trouble for you.

"I love you," You told him as he nodded at you. Of course, and he loved you too which was why he had been planning this ever since he knew you were going to need to leave. No amount of distance was going to stop him from loving you,

"I love you too," He slowly let go of you and got down onto one knee and you let out a small scream. Eyes began to land on the scene unfolding in front of everyone and people began to record what was happening,

"Minho." You warned him, glancing at everyone and then back down at him as Mina distracted the security guard that was supposed to be watching you right now.

"Yn...You've made me the happiest man within a few weeks-"

"Get up," You begged him, as much as you wanted to marry him, the two of you hadn't been dating long and it was a little late for a fast wedding proposal. Even if the two of you got married in the middle of the airport you still wouldn't be allowed to stay in Korea until you had another visa sorted.

"Will you marry me?" He asked as you let out a small whimper.

"Are you marrying me because it'll make me stay or because you love me?" There was no doubt that he loved you and you knew that but you had to make sure this wasn't rushed just because you were leaving him.

"Both."

"It's too late for that...It wouldn't matter if I agreed I'd still need to go home," Your flight number was called and you swallowed the lump in your throat. You didn't want to spend the last couple of minutes you had with him debating the idea of marriage, you just wanted to let him hold you.

"But would you say yes even if you didn't need to go home?" Your flight was being called and the guard that was watching you picked up your bag. 

"Minho...We've been dating a few months-" Minho didn't need to hear an excuse about things going too fast, he wanted an answer from you.

"Would you say yes?" You looked at him and down at Mina before sighing and nodding. Your idea of a perfect family was standing right in front of you,

"I would but it doesn't change anything. I have no time," You whispered to him before you held him tightly, burying your face in his chest.

"T-Thank you for giving me such a magical time when I was here," You cuddled into him for a few more seconds and Minho's body tensed up around you. This didn't sound as though you were just saying a quick goodbye, 

"This sounds like a forever goodbye," He whimpered before you slowly let him go, wiping your face with your hands. It was the only way either of you was going to move on, you needed a quick and clean break. It wasn't good for him to do long distances when he had a daughter in the picture.

"Don't make this harder than it has to be," You begged him and he sniffled wiping his thumb under your eyes to stop your tears from flowing.

"Yn." He begged this time but your guard stepped closer to you ad tapped your shoulder gently.

"Your flight will be leaving soon. Please, let's go." Your guard said before you kissed Minho one last time ad began to walk through the terminal. Tears streaming heavily down your face as you tried not to break down heavily in front of a plane full of people and a police officer who felt a little bad that you had to leave under such bad circumstances.

"Hey, can you come and help me with my bags?!" You called out to Hyunjin as you walked into your old apartment too exhausted to pay attention to anything going on around you. The whole plane ride home you'd been a ball of tears and you were pretty sure you were dehydrated from how much you'd been crying. You were ready to fall asleep in your old room and never move.

You had plans of sitting and feeling sorry for yourself for a little while. You wished you'd stayed somehow or that maybe you'd gotten a little longer to say goodbye but it was all too late now.

"Why are you so smiley? Did you get laid?" You questioned when you saw Hyunjin staring at you and smiling brightly in your direction. The only time he ever smiled like that at you was when he was going to tell you all of the gross details about his sex life and you weren't in the mood for it.

"Did you know that private jets get to destinations a lot faster than a usual flight?" The air went silent and you waited for him to tell you why he was telling you this completely useless piece of information.

"And you felt like giving me this information instead of helping me with my bags because?..." You trailed off but Hyunjin just stared at you with a smirk on his lips before a pair of arms wrapped around you from behind and you screamed. You jumped a little slapping at the arms but they gripped you tighter,

"Because a private jet is a much easier way of travel," A voice whispered in your ear, you span around so quickly that you almost knocked Minho over. He smirked back at you but you were still staring at him trying to figure out if you had fallen asleep on the plane,

"Minho?!" Your voice cracked before you looked over at the seat behind him to see Mina fast asleep. She was wearing what she had been in the airport earlier and she looked as though she was pretty tired from the flight over. 

As soon as you boarded the plane Minho rushed to get on his plane as quickly as you had, he knew that the private jet would get to your home faster than any plane and he'd already called Hyunjin ahead of time to make sure this was okay.

"When? Why?" You didn't know where to start with your questioning or why you were even questioning it. All you cared about was that he was here with you finally.

"You think I was going to let you come back home alone?" He laughed softly as he held your face in his hands, running his thumb along your cheek as fresh tears began to fall.

"I thought I'd cried everything out on the plane," You mumbled completely embarrassed that you were crying all over again and he chuckled a little.

"I can't believe you're here," You rushed out opening your eyes and looking at him. You were a little afraid he was suddenly going to disappear if you took your eyes off him for too long. 

"I wasn't going to let you walk away from me when I'd finally found happiness." He told you, pressing his lips to your forehead as you relaxed against him,

"But how...How did you even get here? Don't you need a visa to stay?" You shook your head a little at him,

"I'm on holiday, Mina and are spending a few weeks here while we figure out your visa issue." You let out a small and happy sigh at the mention of it. Minho was never going to give up on you. He knew that working in Korea was your dream and he was going to fight every obstacle that would come your way if he had to.

"You're never going to give up are you?" He smirked at you,

"Never. Yn...There's always time," He whispered before kissing you deeply, wrapping his arms around your waist as you snuggled closer to him. Hyunjin made a quick exit to go and make everyone something to drink leaving you and Minho enough time to talk everything over. 

It had taken months of fighting with your lawyer but your visa had finally been reinstated and you were permitted to work in South Korea again. There were conditions to it, of course, you weren't allowed to teach Mina in school and Minho wasn't allowed to donate any kind of money to the school but it was all easy to avoid. Not only that but the person behind the email had been found and prosecuted for taking indecent imagery without consent and sentenced to three years in prison. It might not have been much but you were happy the culprit was caught. 

"I'm going to be late," You grumbled as Minho refused to let you out of bed that morning, his arms secured tightly around you as he complained about you trying to leave him. It was Monday morning which meant it was the first time after a full weekend together that you would be leaving him behind.

"You should have been at work hours ago as well, your employees are going to hate me," You told him as you kissed him one last time, moaning against his lips as he tried to pull you onto his lap and prevent you from going.

"They can suck it up, I don't want you to go to work if it means leaving you." You giggled a little before kissing him softly and pushing away from him, his eyes on you as he pouted out his bottom lip.

"I'll be back tonight...Mina and I are cooking you dinner remember?" He nodded and smiled at you. It was going to be nice to see how well your cooking lessons had been paying off and it reminded him of your first date together with a home-cooked meal. 

"See, now let me go so I can get to work." You mumbled, sliding off his lap and rushing to get dressed before you were late, rushing toward the bedroom door before dating back to Minho and kissing him one last time.

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[maochira]

Eckstein, Eckstein, alles muss versteckt sein (Ryusei Shidou x reader)

Synopsis: You moved from Germany to Japan as a kid and the language barrier made it hard to find friends. But one thing quickly helped you to become friends with Shidou: playing hide and seek. And years later, there's still a specific phrase stuck in his mind.

Tags: gn!reader x Ryusei Shidou, reader and Shidou are childhood best friends, hints at mutual romantic feelings and a little bit of flirting, fluff I think

This is part of my Shidou birthday countdown event!

There's no sentence that's stuck in Shidou's mind as much as "Eckstein, Eckstein, alles muss versteckt sein." Specifically, it's stuck in his head with your voice. Your voice from when you were kids.

It originates way back when you were children. You and your family moved from Germany to Japan when you were only six years old. Many children learn new languages pretty quickly, but you struggled a lot with it. You attended an English elementary school as well, so there weren't many situations in which you actually had to speak Japanese.

Your parents didn't plan to live in Japan permanently, that's why they didn't send you to a Japanese-speaking school at first. They didn't expect you to need to know the language. They only wanted to stay in Japan for two years because your father needed to temporarily move there for his job, so you and your mother came along. But after a year of living in Japan, your parents knew this is where they wanted to stay permanently.

And that was pretty good for you. Because if you would have moved away, you would have lost your best friend Shidou.

Or what you've always called him: Ryu-chan. But he still calls you (Y/N)-chan as well.

While you struggled to make friends in school because moving to an entirely new continent was terrifying for little you, it was quite the opposite on the playground in your neighbourhood. You quickly made friends with Shidou and you've been inseparable ever since.

Neither of you remembers how exactly it started, but the earliest memories you share together are of you and Shidou playing hide and seek for hours almost every day. And that's the origin of that one phrase being stuck in Shidou's head.

Every time you finished counting you would yell "Eckstein, Eckstein, alles muss versteckt sein!" simply out of habit from when you played hide and seek with your friends back in Germany. Shidou obviously didn't know German numbers and he never knew how many numbers you would actually count down, but the phrase you yelled always let him know you finished. After a while, he started memorizing the numbers and even after he taught you how to count in Japanese, you continued saying the phrase, still out of habit.

And now? It's been over ten years since your friendship with Shidou started. You've obviously become fluent in Japanese by now, but you've also taught Shidou a few German words. Most of the time he asks you to tell him German insults and curse words, but very rarely, he asks you for a fairly normal thing.

The only issue is, as much as he tries, he fails at pronouncing German words. He fails absolutely horribly at it. But that's nothing that ever bothered him because seeing you laugh and tease him about his horrible pronunciations always makes him laugh as well.

Shidou's favourite place is actually still that playground you always played at as kids. Both of you might have moved into other neighbourhoods by now, but it's a bit of a Saturday evening tradition to go there together when the sun sets to catch up on the things that happened this week. There's a small soccer field next to it, so you always get to watch your best friend improving his skills.

Although today, it's a little different. Instead of practising soccer, Shidou is sitting on the grass with you and looks at the pinkish sky as the sun sets. Neither of you talks, which is a bit unusual for Shidou. On any other day, he could go on and on forever on so many things because there's always something new running through his head. It's almost as if he's telling all of his thoughts to you instead of keeping at least half of them to himself. Basically: Shidou loves to overshare with you and you love hearing anything and everything that's on his mind. Besides, you're the only person he knows who properly listens to his rambles.

"Ryu-chan?" You finally decide to break the silence. "You're weirdly silent today."

"Am I?" Shidou asks, still looking up at the sky. "Huh, I guess I am."

"Is your brain empty today? You haven't overshared anything so far." You playfully nudge his arm in hope to get a reaction out of him.

But instead, Shidou continues looking at the setting sun without his expression changing to anything that would be usual for him. He's weirdly calm and there's only a slight smile on his lips, but not in a way that would make you think something's wrong with him.

"Tell me..." You nudge his arm a second time, "What's going on in your head right now?"

"Hm... I thought about how we used to play hide and seek as kids." Shidou finally lowers his face to look at you for a moment, and then he quickly leans his head against yours before he continues talking. "There's thing... this thing you always used to say."

"What do you mean?" You lean your head back against his, trying to figure out what Shidou is referencing to.

"When we played hide and seek. This thing you always said."

"I have no fucking idea what you're talking about."

"This thing you used to say, idiot." Shidou moves his head away from yours and pinches your cheek to tease you. Finally, he's acting a bit more like the Shidou you usually know. "Whenever you finished counting!"

"Hey!" You quickly pinch his cheek back which causes a slight blush to appear on your best friend's cheeks. "Not my fault you can't directly tell me what you're talking about!"

"Not my fault you're fucking stupid!" Shidou continues the teasing with a grin on his face. "Now tell me, what did that even mean?"

"Just to be sure, you're talking about... 'Eckstein, Eckstein, alles muss versteckt sein'?" Shidou immediately answers your question with eager nodding.

It takes you a bit to find a proper answer. The typical struggle of speaking more than one language and understanding all of them, but needing an embarrassingly long time to translate things. It's not only that you have to translate it, but you need it to make sense as well.

"Well... there are multiple variations of the phrase, but my friends back in Germany and I always said that version." You start explaining, but in your mind, you're still trying to figure out how to translate it to make sense. But then you figure out: translating it doesn't make any sense at all. Logic-wise, the original doesn't make sense either. "Literally translated it means 'Cornerstone, cornerstone, everything has to be hidden.'"

Shidou looks... disappointed. He seems as if he expected something more interesting. "...That's it?"

You shrug and nod, only adding on top of Shidou's disappointment.

He leans back a little, supporting his body with his hands in the grass behind him. "Is it a metaphor for something?" He returns his gaze to the sky.

"I don't think so..." You lean your head on his shoulder while thinking more about it. "And if it does... I don't know it. I'm actually surprised you remember me saying it in the first place."

Shidou doesn't respond anything to that. He seems to be getting lost in his thoughts again. But this time, you decide to just let the silence be there while watching the sunset with your best friend.

"...Can I be your Eckstein?" Shidou asks out of nowhere. There's a tiny hint of flirtation in his voice, but you immediately notice it.

"What are you even implying with that?" You can't help but laugh about his question, but Shidou doesn't seem to be bothered by that. Instead, his blush deepens a bit but even he's unable to tell if it's out of embarrassment or... something else.

But he tries to hide it with his confidence. "Can I be the Eck to your Stein, then?" He looks at you with another grin.

You decide to continue teasing him, but there's no denying the blush that's developing on your cheeks as well. "Shut up or I'll make you."

"How are you planning to do that?" His face gets closer to yours, but not that close. Yet.

"With my lips on yours, maybe."

"In that case... I think I should continue talking."

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[3oey]

The ukrainian kids at work taught me counting out games in russian and ukrainian today (like eenie meenie, miney, mo ...). We played заморозка (playing catch with "freezing" when you get caught). I asked them to write them down because i thought this might be interesting

(Elementary school kids wrote these and I don't know if the spelling is 100% correct. Please do correct if you know!)

(Russian) Чики пики ножку выкинь а выкидивать нельзя потомушто мы друзья стакан лимон вый ди вон дабавь воды и выйдиш ты

(Ukrainian) Сив метелик на травичку i сказав якусь дурничку раз, два, три, це напевно вийдеш ти

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[invincible-selfxmade-punk]

Big fat teaching rant under the cut

Unlike last year where the kids were just jerks, kids this year are really really low as far as achievement and grade level.

I have no idea what they were taught in elementary school but they're just so far behind in everything. And it's not just intellectually they are emotionally like second graders.

I am honestly thinking about maybe next year studying to get certified in early childhood development because I don't feel like I'm equipped to teach kids at such a low level.

Being certified to teach 4th grade through 8th grade I assumed I will reach a happy medium of teaching maybe 6th grade.

But for the last 2 years the kids that are coming in are not at grade level. And it seems like each year they are lower and lower. I would really have to know how to teach and manage a class of first and second graders in order to be able to teach fourth grade.

Physically they are 4th graders but mentally, emotionally and behaviorally they're in first and second grade. I have one that can't count past 15. In another class, one couldn't tell me which number was bigger between 22 and 27.

It's to the point where the kids that are on the gifted and talented list are just regular 4th graders. There is nothing exceptional about them, the other kids are just that low.

As far as behavior, some days are good and some days are bad. I have spent so much time and just trying to get my 10th period(last class of the day) kids to stop talking long enough for me to even give them instructions, they are almost a week behind everyone else.

The other classes have good and bad days and one day I think I've got them corraled, they're quiet and they're listening and then the next day is chaos again.

I can't even get them to put their notebooks back in the same place every day. I can tell them where to put it. I can stand there and show them where to put it and the minute I move away they are putting it on a different shelf.

Today I gave the following instructions:

" get out your composition books. Turn to page 7.

Then you are going to copy down the I can statement from the board."

The I can statement said I can review this chapter by answering questions on page 79.

In EVERY SINGLE CLASS;

"Miss!!! We don't have a page 79 in our composition books"

"No. You are WRITING this on pg 7 of your composition book. The questions are on pg 79 of your TEXTBOOK."

(10 seconds later)

"Miss! I can't find page 79 in my composition book cuz you didn't tell us to number the pages that far!"

"No. I JUST SAID, you write on PAGE 7 of your composition book. The questions are on pg 79 of your TEXTBOOK."

"Miss!! I don't see any questions on page 7."

I am not kidding and I am not embellishing. I had to answer that question about 75 times in one day.

I'm guessing these kids were in preschool and kindergarten when covid hit and they never made it up. They are at such a deficit that I worry about them even being able to go through school and complete it. I see them getting frustrated around freshman year and just dropping out and never coming back.

#covid generation 2.0 #4th grade #teacher #teaching #teaching rant

[yumizcorner]

Teachers pet~

Bang Chan x Reader

!!fem!reader | dom!Chan | student!reader | Face fucking | Chan gets called daddy | dirty talk | slight spanking| reader and Chan are having an age gap of 6 years!!

a/n: does anybody want a part two?

tictactictactictac. After 30 minutes, y/n had enough of that sound. She was currently attending a seminar at her local university. She hated to attend school like things since elementary school and she actually wanted to quit school once she graduated but her parents told her to visit an university. Y/n wanted to go her own way but she would‘ve needed the financial support of her parents anyway since getting an apartment was hard and expensive. Even if she would’ve started to work, it wouldn’t be enough for living. If she would’ve stayed at her parents home even tho she decided to work,her parents would‘ve simply kicked her out of the house.

However y/n didn’t find it too bad at the end of the day since the lessons weren’t as boring as she thought. How so? Because of mr. Bang. He was the professor she had the most seminars with. He was an extremely good looking guy in his mid twenties and taught stuff about history and literature.

Right now she was sitting in history class and stared at the clock. Mr. Bang told everyone to do their tasks for the rest of the lesson wich was for about an hour.

She tried her best not to stare at Mr. Bang who was sitting in front of the class, tapping things in his laptop. Y/n couldn’t stop herself from staring at his hands. She did that often when she was bored.

After a few minutes of seeing his hands move on the keyboard of his laptop,she lifted her gaze a little just to stop at his chest. He wore a tight shirt today wich made him look so broad and big. She was able to see his Chest clearly,making her want to see it without the shirt.

She looked up again in the want to see the perfect, breathtaking and almost heavenly visuals of her teacher but as her eyes reached his face,she froze.

She expected him to be still looking at his laptop but he wasn’t. He was looking straight at her eyes. She could feel that she started to blush as he didn’t look away. He smirked a little at her wich made her look away. She touched her cheeks and felt the heat.

After a few more minutes Mr. Bang spoke up. „Alright guys. Y‘all got 15 minutes until the lesson is over so y‘all better hurry up.“ he started to walk around and looked at the papers of a few students.

Once he arrived her desk,he stopped and picked up her paper. She looked up at him as he was reading her paragraph, eyebrows furrowed. He gave the paper back to her and nodded. „Good work.“

Y/n smiled, being proud of herself.

Y/n left the room as soon as the bell rang, telling her to go home. She walked outside the building as her teacher walked next to her. „Y/n?“ she turned around and stopped her walking. „Yeah? What’s wrong? Did I forgot something?“ Mr. Bang shook his head and smiled nervously. „No…I wanted to offer you to drive home with me…it’s raining and your way home is long isn’t it?“ she couldn’t believe what he just said. „Uhm…it’s okay if you don’t want to…I was just-“

„I want to.“ she said louder than him to stop him from talking. „Thank you. That’s very nice of you.“ she said and bowed.

They both walked to his car and got it once they arrived there.

He started to drive while y/n looked out of the window. Her day was long and exhausting wich caused her eyes to feel heavy. Before she could even notice that she was tired,she already fell asleep.

„fuck y/n“ she opened her eyes and saw Chan sitting next to her on his bed. She scanned him and saw that he had a boner in his pants. His eyes we‘re closed,opening them as he noticed she was awake. „Finally baby~“ he said as he picked her up and sat her down on his lap. She was able to feel his hard poking against her ass wich caused her to whimper. His hands were placed on her hips travelling down onto her ass,giving it a harsh slap.

Y/n moaned and started to rub herself against Chan‘s crotch causing him to groan.

„Y/n? are you okay? You‘re in my apartment…you fell asleep and I didn’t knew where to bring you since I didn’t want you to wake up“ she opened her eyes,realising that she was only dreaming. She looked around and saw Chan sitting next to her on a couch. A couch that wasn’t hers. „y-yes why?“ She looked around the room a bit to explore where she was. „you…moaned a few times in your sleep..“ y/n looked at him in shock with red cheeks. He smirked a bit at her. „I- I was having a bad dream“ she said trying to get out of that situation. „Really? What was it about?“ he asked. „Uhm…I can’t remember“ she simply lied, hoping that he‘d give up. „Are you sure? Maybe it wasn’t as bad as you said.“ Chan said while looking into the TV. „Wh-what?“ She said in disbelief. He leaned in closer and whispered „you moaned my name y/n.“ she blushed even more and looked at him. God she wanted to disappear so bad in this moment but she couldn’t. „I- I‘m-“

„Tell me about it. What happened hmm?“ she looked down at her fingers,not knowing if she should speak up or not. „Come on, tell me pretty girl. No need to be shy.“

He loved the way y/n acted right now. She acted so shy and innocent that he almost couldn’t control himself. The urge to just fuck her grew bigger and bigger with every second that passed.

„I- I woke up and…y-you were there…next to me…and then you noticed t-that I was awake and then y-you you sat me on your lap and-“ she stopped talking as Chan did what she said. Sitting on his lap,she looked down to him. „go on“ he said and she swallowed. „you…laid you’re hands on my-my hips and…then to my…“ y/n wasn’t able to finish her sentence. She couldn’t believe what situation she was in,as Chan did what y/n said. Without her telling, he moved his hands to her ass making her gasp a little. „Is that right? did my hands move there in your dream?“ she nodded shyly while looking around the room. „what then?“ y/n looked into his eyes and said „you s-slapped my-“ Chan stopped her stuttering with placing a slap on her ass. Y/n whimpered a little. „harder“ she said in a quiet voice. „hmm?“ Chan‘s hands still rested on her ass as she spoke up again. „t-the slap was harder in my dream.“ the man in front of her chuckled a bit and then said „as you wish princess“ he slapped her again,this time way harder than before. Y/n whined and moved her hips a little out of pain. „I‘ve seen you staring at my hands y/n.“ Chris said. He leaned closer to her ear whispering „and at my chest.“ he took the girls hand and moved it under his shirt. „we shouldn’t do this“ she mumbled while being stunned by how defined his body felt. „nobody needs to know about this. If you‘re gonna be a good girl and tell nobody anything about this then we can do this.“ Chan said looking into her eyes.

„Can you keep it as our little secret?“ y/n nodded fast. „use your words baby“ he said in a threatening tone. „I will.“ she said. „Good girl.“ he smirked. Not even a minute later Chan picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. He placed her on the bed and got on top of her. He started to kiss her neck wich caused her to lay her hands onto his soft hair. He kissed downwards and liftet her shirt. Chan ripped her tight shirt wich caused her to gasp but she didn’t mind it too much since all she could focus on was Chan who was placing kisses onto her chest. She moaned slightly as he decorated her chest with hickeys. „This isn’t right“ she mumbled even tho she didn’t want him to stop. Y/n imagined this to happen for such a long time. A too long time to stop it here. „Why does it make you so wet then?“ They boy on top of her asked,while sliding his fingers through her wet folds. „Because I want you.“ she breathed out as she felt his fingers rubbing her clit softly. „Fuck Baby~“ he said and lowered his head,lips meeting y/n’s pussy. She moaned and tried to close her legs but Chan didn’t let her. He laid his hands onto her thighs and spread them apart from each other to get more space between her legs. Her hands found their way into his hair again as he sloppily ate her out. Y/n has never felt something like that before. She gave her v card to a boy a long time ago but nobody ever made her feel like that. „Mhh Daddy~“ she moaned and pressed herself against Chan as he sticked his tongue into her hole. After she said that, he lifted his head and smiled. „You’re really a good girl aren’t you.“ she nodded and made a "hmmm" sound. He started to eat her out again and added a finger wich made her gasp again. „you taste so much better than I imagined~“ Chan said and started to use his mouth and his fingers to make x/n cum. It didn‘t take her long to do so. Laying under her hot teacher made her so weak. „ngh Daddy~“ she almost screamed out as she came,giving Chan more of her essence. He kept on licking her juices until he was satisfied wich caused overstimulation. After y/n‘s mind was more clear again,she sat up and started to unbuckle chan‘s pants. She wanted to pleasure him just as he pleasured her. The elder giggled softly as he leaned back,enjoying the view of the cute girl in front of him that wanted nothing else but his dick. As soon as Chris was naked,she gulped. She expected him to be big but she didn’t expect him to be THAT big. Honestly,she was afraid that she couldn’t give him the relief he needed. She started to kitten lick his tip and placed soft kisses on his length. „Stop teasing baby“ y/n did as Chan told her and started to take him into her mouth. She started to bop her head as she had him halfway in. „You can take more,can’t you pretty girl?“ She whimpered as she tried to take him more,fighting tears already. She gave up and took him out of her mouth. „Use my mouth daddy…it’s yours…I-I’m yours“

„Fuck babygirl~“ y/n laid her lips onto his cock again,waiting for him to control her. And he did so. He laid his hands onto her cheeks and softly caressed them with his thumbs before holding them a little harder to keep her head in place. Then he started to thrust his cock into her mouth causing the girl to almost scream around his dick wich send pleasure waves through Chan’s body. „Your mouth feels so good shit- I won’t last long,love“ he said in one breath,whining a bit. The girl kept on gagging around his length,tears spilling out of her eyes. She knew she would have a hella sore throat after this but she still loved every second of it. She loved how the taste of his pre cum spread in her mouth. She loved to know that her mouth made Chan grown. Her mouth was the one that Chan was using for his pleasure. And her mouth was the one Chan would cum in.

„So deep down in that pretty throat of yours fuck I’m gonna cum“ as soon as y/n heard his words,she started to make her throat as tight as she could,making swallow motions. „Oh god~“ Chan thrusted a few more times,milking himself inside of her mouth. She gladly swallowed once he had pulled out of her mouth and then opened her mouth in front of him to show him her empty mouth.

„y/n you‘re such a good girl, I can’t believe it“ she smiled,being proud of herself. They both got dressed again while it hit y/n like a hard rock. She just sucked off his teacher and he ate her out. It didn’t matter how much she wanted it,he still was her teacher. She was doubting that she was the first or the last student Chan would fuck. Maybe that was usual for him. It wasn’t a secret that there were a lot of students that wouldn’t say no to him. „What are you thinking of?“ The man asked while slowly moving his hand up and down on her back. „I should go home.“ she said blankly. „Oh sure. Wait I’ll give you one of my shirts“ she wondered why he wanted to do that but then she remembered that he ripped her shirt during their little session. She thanked him and put on his shirt before walking outside the house,to his car.

The drive to y/n‘s home was silent and akward. Even tho Chris didn’t want to admit,he worried about the girl beside him.

He stopped in front of her house and stopped her as she wanted to leave the car. „Are you okay y/n? Something seems off.“ her eyes softened as she heard his question. „I‘m okay.“ she said but Chan still didn’t let her go. „did I go too hard? Did I hurt you? Please tell me what’s wrong baby.“ his eyebrows furrowed as he wanted to know the truth. He was curious of what he did wrong. „no…It was amazing it’s just that…I didn’t think about just being one of your hoes for you.“ Chris looked at her,being shocked by her words. „Y/n- you’re not a hoe for me. You’re the first student I ever had something going on with. I really like you,y/n and you are more than just a stupid fuck for me.“ he softly brushed one of her hair stains behind her ear and looked into her eyes. „really?“ she asked with her heart already trusting him. Chan nodded. „Sleep well y/n. Can’t wait to see you again soon.“ he said as she got out of the car,walking into her house. She was sure that she won’t forget about this that easily. And she was also sure that this was not going to be the last time she‘d crash at his place.

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