^i used taekook here because taekook are art. taekookers, we won 💜

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"operation 'SHAG-MR-KIM' is a go!"

park jimin exclaimed, punching
the air with his tiny baby fits, an
unnecessary enthusiasm
in his voice that jeongguk had
learned to despise the following
thursday morning.

what was he even talking about?

oh, yes, jimin liked taehyung too.

"operation what?" jeongguk
sighed, unpacking his things
from his backpack.
he was so, so tired. he hadn't
had sleep all week, he was
too busy trying not to think
about his teacher.

it was so hard. especially
when taehyung had managed to
take over every tiny
thought in the back of his mind.

his mother had arrived
a little later than expected
that night, not that jeongguk
was complaining but taehyung had
made sure that they used their
time well, he showed him
useful past essays and pieces
that had been entered in the
programme, he showed them
what the unis liked and what
they didn't, how to do well
in things like this and everything
inbetween.

was he getting far too
excited about this?
perhaps, yes. but it was
worth it because if it
meant he could spend
more time with his teacher
then he was down for
anything and everything.

he'd been told to go upstairs
when his mum came home,
taehyung said he needed some
'privacy' with her for
god knows what reason, he
was a little frustrated that he
was being treated like a little kid
but he didn't say anything
because he'd had the best time with
taehyung that night, he couldn't
have asked for anything more
than what he'd got or that would
have been far too selfish.

he tried to listen in to their
muffled conversation from the
top of the stairs but it was no use,
he couldn't make out anything
they were saying. other than the
occasional 'jeongguk.'

so yes, he lay awake for the
most of the week, trying to
decipher whatever it was that
seemed so dire to taehyung
that he had to talk to his
mother about. when jeongguk
had asked his mum, she
simply replied with a soft smile,
a gentle kiss on the forehead
and a 'that's for me to know,
and you to find out ggukie.'

it was annoying.

speaking of annoying,
park jimin wouldn't
stop talking; he was eating
his brain.

"'operation-shag-mr-kim' duh!!"
he beamed, eyes narrowing
into joyous little crescents as
his cheeks bunched up into
a squishy smile.

please be quiet.

jeongguk pulled
out his portfolio and
began flicking through
his pieces. oh, the way
he cringed at half of them
was surreal, he wished he
possessed the talent he had
now,  two years ago.
that would be so helpful.

then again, the examiners
were looking for progression
and development thought the
course and as the years passed by,
jeongguk saw plenty of that.

sure, he had the chance to
redo everything if he really
wanted to and he had time
too, he didn't care for the
slightest about his other
subjects, his focus was on
art and art only, but he wasn't
going to start from scratch.

the way he grew was
important to him and
he knew that the examiners
would adore it just as much
as he did. art wasn't
perfection in the first
go, he'd learnt that the
hard way and he was just
about beginning to accept it.

yes, he was a perfectionist.
but perfection to him was
relative. two years ago, the
pieces he had painted would
have been perfect to him during
that period, now,
they just looked like a
blur of colours scattered
across the page. they were
still perfect, just in another
place. another time.

"okay, so here's the plan."
jimin lowered his voice,
a pout on his plump lips.

i really don't want to know
the plan park jimin. jeongguk
wanted to say this very badly
but refrained because he wasn't
in the mood, instead, he merely
stared at him with an unamused
face.

"so, i go over to mr kim's desk
once the bell rings and
everyone's gone.." his eyes lit
up with excitement, jeongguk
half listening and half not,
attention fixated on mr kim's
empty seat.
he was usually here by now.
where was he?

"and then i slap my sketch
down on the table and say
'oh, mr kim. would you be
so kind and mark my work
for me' ya know, batting
my eyelashes and all that
shit," jimin weaved a small
hand through his blonde
locks before slamming a
tiny fist down on the table.

jeongguk furrowed his
brows at him, where the
fuck was he going with this,
it had to be a joke.. right?

"and then, i 'accidentally'
trip over and land in his
lap and then it either
goes two ways from there."
he clasped his hands together
in pure delight.

jeongguk but his tongue
to stop himself from smiling.

this boy was unbelievable.

he couldn't tell if
he was being serious,
he hoped to god that he
wasn't because the
sad part of him kind of
wanted to watch park
jimin make a fool of himself.

"how can you accidentally fall
onto his lap?" he questioned.

"that's not the point, the
point is, i have two options
from there!" he squished
his cheeks and started
off into the distance with
a dreamy look on his face.

"and those two options
are...?" honestly, even
jeongguk was a tad bit
curious, amused more so
but intrigues nonetheless.

"i either lay across the
table and tell him to
draw me like one of
his french chicks or i
suck his cock! it's a win-win
situation!" he gushed.

jeongguk choked on his
saliva.

he tried not to snort,
he really did. it just came
out and the next thing he
knew, he was snickering
uncontrollably.

"you do crack me up,
park." he wheezed,
shaking his head in
disbelief.

"why are you laughing?!
i'm being totally
one-thousand percent
serious about this plan-
if i'm going to execute
it, i need you to believe
in me!" the chubby boy
cried, features distorted
in shock.

jeongguk couldn't take this.
he burst out laughing.

"is this a joke to you?! i'll
have you know that my
sex life is extremely
important to me, jeon!"

"you're the biggest virgin
i've met, jimin."

"yeah? well... you're the
biggest virgin i've met
jeon!" the older of the
two huffed, crossing his
arms over his chest as
he sulked.

"do you even know
how to suck a cock?"
jeongguk bit his lip.

"no but i know how to
pose like mona lisa,"
jimin grinned.
"do you think he'll paint
me naked if i ask him-?"

"i swear to god,
you're such a twink."
jeongguk grumbled
underneath his breath,
but of course, jimin
heard it.

"you're just jealous
because i'm going
to get some diqué
before you do!"

"yeah, good luck with
that, he's probably
straight for all we know."

"not with an ass like that
he's not.." jimin trailed
off as his gaze wandered
over to mr kim who had
just showed up.

jesus, he was so
good looking.

jeongguk was proud
to say that he'd come
to terms with his
hormones over
the past few weeks,
he wasn't popping
unconscious boners
here there and everywhere
any more. which was a
relief but the more
taehyung talked to
him, the more often
he found his hands
down his pants in the
middle of the night.

in his hand, the teacher
held a large box.

"what d'ya recon he
has in there? dildos?"

"you wish, park."
jeongguk scoffed,
sharpening his pencils.

"so do you, don't
lie, you pagan."

well, jeongguk didn't
exactly not wish the
box was full of those
morbid sex toys.

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i love jikook's relationship here lmao they're both twinks

ALSO TAEKOOKERS???????

BABIES AGSHSJFJFKGKGL

IT'S BEEN SO FUCKING LONG I'M CRYING 😭