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"Oh my-you saw those kids yesterday when we were leaving," you chuckled, getting in the car with Jimin as you were both going to work, "I'm thinking they want to marry you."

"Too bad. I'm already married," he smiled and held your hand as he started to drive. You both arrived at the school and went to your different classrooms. Class was about to start and you realized you had left your phone with Jimin since he took it when you left the house.

You wrote on the board that you'd be back real quick since the bell rang. You made your way out as students were making their way inside. You hurried up as much as you could and reached Jimin's classroom. He was already teaching his class when you walked inside. He saw you and stayed confused.

"You have my phone," you chuckled.

"And why would you use your phone in school, Mrs. Park?" He smirked with his arms crossed as the students just paid close attention.

"I have to play music on the speaker for my students to dance, Mr. Park," you said. He smiled and reached inside his pocket for your phone. He gave it to you with his warm smile. "I'll see you later, Miss."

You smiled and walked away.

"Mr. Park!" A student said. "Why do you and Mrs. Park not act like a couple if you are married?"

"Cause we are teachers are we not?" Jimin answered. "We have to be professional since we are working with students that are underage."

The students that Jimin taught were mostly in their last year of school since he taught a very mature topic. Not for you, you taught people from 9-12.

"Right," the students nodded their heads and Jimin continued class. As you were in yours you were telling the students about a show that they will be doing in a few months and that they will be practicing a lot because it's a contest. They got really excited to be attending one.

You were teaching them the song and choreography that they had to do little by little and with different people since in some parts people danced differently. They took some time learning it but they were all persistent and dedicated.

That class ended and they left as you got a different group of students. They were going to do part two of the show so you had to show the rest of the choreography to them too.

As you were working with the students you heard some steps walk inside the room. You turned around to see Jungkook there.

"Mr. Jeon, hey. Class that's Mr. Jeon. The P.E and the old dance teacher."

"That's because you stole my job," he chuckled.

"Then I stole Hoseok's too," you said. "You could help around if you'd like. I heard you had a free period for now."

He nodded his head, "That's why I came to visit. Are you doing the choreographies you did for your nationals?"

"Yes. They are learning it with my part one cast as well. Since it's a lot of students I divided the dances into different choreographies and group choreographies too. Since for me in the nationals it was just a solo dance."

"Miss! You did a solo dance?" A girl asked.

"For university. I worked in performing arts and graduated with it."

Jungkook agreed to help since there were a lot of students and he figured that helping you would be better. He knew the choreography since he practiced with you before so he knew what to teach them.

When it was time to leave Jungkook left as well for his next class as you were already tired. Three more classes went by and it was already lunch time. You grabbed your purse and walked over to the teacher's lounge, changed since the first class into black sweatpants, a black shirt and sneakers.

Once you walked inside all the guys and Ms. Choi were there. Taehyung and Hoseok on YOUR beautiful couch.

"Scoot! I need a shut eye," you mumbled. They saw how you sounded like Yoongi and got scared standing up and walking away. You sat down and Jimin sat next to you, "Lot's of dancing for my baby. Want to rest your head on my lap? It'll be comfortable."

You immediately laid down on his lap, closing your eyes and drifting to sleep. Even the guys talking couldn't perturb your sleep at this point.

When it was time to leave Jimin woke you up and helped you fix your hair before you left. Bell rang and they had to leave too. He noticed how you left your purse and how you didn't eat anything and it made him worry.

"Namjoon hyung," he said. "Take care of my class for a few minutes. I'm going to give this to Y/n."

Jimin ran to your class and opened the door as you were explaining to the class what they were about to do.

"Yes Mr. Park?" You asked as he walked inside.

"I'm guessing you want me to keep your purse with me right?" He chuckled as you scoffed. He put the purse on the chair next to you and gave you a bag. "Eat up when you can. You didn't eat anything today and it makes me worry."

"Fine, don't worry. I'll see you later," you said and he walked back to his class.

"See, they're a beautiful couple," a girl said.

"W-Wait. Me and Mr. Park?" You asked confused.

"Don't deny it, Miss. You both are married. He confirmed it to the other class and we saw you hug him," a guy said. Everyone knew at this point.

"Wow, I would've already expected you guys to know since all of you are pretty smart," you chuckled. "But yes we are married. Just please don't make a big deal out of it. It's a normal thing."

"The not normal part of it is what he teaches," you heard a guy whisper to his friend.

Your face went red, fully embarrassed, "Well, he used to teach math, when I was in school."

The students widened their eyes and a girl yelled, "Miss! You were his student!"

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