Sera: If you ever tell me to “chop chop” again I’ll “chop chop” your dick off
AJ: Jesus, someone’s grumpy
Sera: IT’S 3AM I was SLEEPING of course I’m grumpy. Are your loser friends worth me losing sleep???
Archer: Don’t be a buzzkill, Sera. We need his friends if we want to survive that disastrous school, ok?
AJ: Exactly. I’m forced to be friends with you guys but they aren’t so make a good impression ok? I promise they’re chill and only a little scary and they’ll keep you safe they love protecting small humans. Aaaand here we are!
I can understand forgetting someone is mutuals only and liking a starter call or sending a meme but when a post clearly says ‘mutuals only please’ and you do it anyways, do you know what that says to me? That you don’t care to respect my wishes and are ignoring my rules. And if you are a new follower, you better believe I am not going to feel very up to checking your blog out and following back if you already don’t give a crap enough to respect me. It’s just not a very good first impression.
He was looking at his apartment, and deciding what he should do with it until he heard a loud knock on the other side of his bedroom wall. He walked of to it and looked at it before knocking on it expecting a response.
“Uh…can you please keep it down? That really loud!” he said, kindly. He wasn’t going to be rude, that was unnecessary, and he smiled when he heard gentle tapping on the other side instead.
He walked over to his table and grabbed a small plate of food, to take to his neighbor. He did just move in and he wanted to make a good impression.
- Rap Monster: “LOVE YOURSELF: Her is a series following after ‘Hwa Yang Yeon Hwa’ and ‘WINGS’. This album takes the role of ‘seung’ in ‘gi seung jeon gyeol’ and features 11 songs.” (TV Report) (seung: explanation, gi seung jeon gyeol: introduction - explanation - twist - conclusion)
- Rap Monster: “I think this album will become one of our turning points.” (TV Report)
- Jin: “Please love our song ‘DNA’ that contains our DNA.” (Mydaily)
- Suga: “I was greatly surprised when I heard the news about the number of pre-orders. It was 700,000 for the last album and we were very grateful to our fans and everyone who listened to our album then too. This time we thought we shall grow a little greedier and it would possibly reach 800,000 orders, we were greatly surprised seeing the news. I’m grateful that this many people love us. I think the pre-orders represent the trust and love for our music, I’m really grateful.” (Herald Pop)
- Rap Monster: “‘DNA’ contains our message of reconciliation and unite that we want to throw at the society.” (Mydaily)
- [About the meaning of ‘harmony’] Rap Monster: “I think love is an ability. If you can’t love yourself, you can’t love others. I often hear people saying that love is an illusional and vague thing these days. I thought about the method of loving. The time we spend looking into ourselves is getting lesser ad lesser because of smart phones and news media. I consider loving oneself to be the answer to many things. We don’t have the confidence to love ourselves completely, but we want to try and think about that answer. Starting from loving ourselves. That’s how it started. Although we haven’t been able to find that answer yet, we hope we can as we go along with the ‘gi seung jeon gyeol’ series.” (Mydaily, Joynews24)
- [About the whistle sound] Rap Monster: “I and Jungkook did the whistling together but I don’t know which one they used.” (News Inside)
- [About new goals] Suga: “Whenever we receive this question, we always said that our goal is to enter the Billboard Hot 100 chart. The Hot 100 chart actually requires having many albums sold, having songs streamed a lot and another important thing is radio play. This is not easy at all. We are holding expectation whether it will come true this time, but luckily US radio stations are giving us a lot of attention and select our songs often, so we’re carefully placing hope this time. Our album is being sold in the US this time and so many people are showing expectation and attention for us so we want to enter the Billboard Hot 100 chart this time.” (Newsen)
- Jimin: “I really want us to top the digital music chart when the digital album is released. I hope many people will love all of our songs this time as well as give BTS who always attempt new things a lot of love.” (Newsen)
- ‘DNA’ is a song of an uncommonly seen music structure in K-pop, featuring the foreign trendy EDM pop genre and bold use of beat drop. The song contains the message ‘we are entwined by fate from the beginning, we are one from the DNA’. (Newsen)
- Suga: “BTS members and the company staff often hold meetings together. The album concepts are from our thoughts and the producers’ thoughts merged together. When we first debuted, we each were busy making our own music, but now we combine BTS’ thoughts and the company’s ones and come up with the concepts.” (Maeil Kyungje)
- Rap Monster: “I often have meetings and hang out with the company staff. I talk with the producers, including Bang Shihyuk PD. The company keeps an eye on what we think.” (Maeil Kyungje)
- Rap Monster: “I always want to give good influence socially. Whenever I see people who like us, I feel a sense of responsibility. It can be become their inspiration or be left as good impression to them, but I think even mere appreciation like enjoying listening to our music or feeling our dance to be cool can also give good influence. I’m feeling the responsibility to keep offering good influence.” (Newsen)
- Suga: “Music is an extraordinary act that can moves someone. I hope the world will eventually become a world where many people are happy.” (Maeil Kyungje)
- [About ‘GO Rather Than Worrying’] Suga: “These days the young generation uses words like ‘YOLO’ and ‘spendthrift’, and I can’t understand why they use those words that much. We interpreted it from the perspective of BTS (in the song), I hope you would think about why the young generation uses ‘YOLO’ and ‘spendthrift’ while listening.” (Mydaily)
- [About ‘DNA’ music video] Suga: “We emphasized on the fancy impression to portray the feeling of falling in love. I was amazed every time I see the music video filming set, because it was so beautiful. I feel good since the result will come out great.” (Sports Joseon)
- Jin: “‘Best Of Me’ is a great song to listen to with lyrical melodies. This song was mixed by a partner who works together with The Chainsmokers. I hope many people would listen to it.” (Sports Joseon)
- Rap Monster: “There’s a famous performance in which president Obama dropped his mic to wrap up the new year speech. It was one of the performances that hold the meaning ‘My speech was good, right?’. ‘MIC Drop’ is a track connected with it. It features a lot of our swag and ambitions and was inspired by president Obama’s speech.” (Seoul Kyungje)
- [About collaboration with Seo Taiji] V: “He gave us support and told us that it’s our era now. I can truly feel that it’s an honor to be able to perform together with such a legendary senior singer.” (Mydaily)
- Jin: “Seo Taiji-sunbaenim told me that I can call him ‘father’. I was grateful that he used the word ‘Seo Taiji and Sons’.” (Mydaily)
- Suga: “I call him ‘hyungnim’. He’s way younger than my father.” (Mydaily)
- [About why the start of the series is ‘seung’ (explanation) and not ‘gi’ (introduction)] Suga: “When we consider the process of falling in love as ‘gi seung jeon gyeol’, I think the stage where we are the most immersed in love would be ‘seung’, so the album started as ‘seung’. There will come a moment when you understand why ‘seung’ comes out now if you follow our album sequence in the future.” (Mydaily)
- Rap Monster: “I think a lot about where our goal should be. When we first debuted, I couldn’t even think of working together with The Chainsmokers. Performing at the Gymnastics Stadium was our goal before debut, but now all kinds of unimaginable proposals are coming from inside and outside of our company. I’m curious about how far we can go. Our abstract goal is to climb up to the top and leave a milestone in the history like how PSY-sunbaenim did.” (Mydaily, Joynews24)
- Suga: “We followed the path of the senior singers and now we too need to build that path and advance further. I hope we can build better paths with better sides of us.” (Joynews24)
- BTS: “Although figures are important, we want to show good music and good performance.” (Joynews24)
Aries: Even if they wanted to soften their words, they wouldn’t be able to. When they want to say something, they’re going to say it.
Taurus: Taurus are direct and don’t like to repress their thoughts, but they are disposed to edit what they have to say when in the presence of someone they deem “sensitive”. On the other hand, they can become brutal in an argument, for they are willing to be harsh and unforgiving when trying to get their way.
Gemini: Gemini won’t cushion their words when delivering bad news, but it isn’t because they’re trying to be mean. It’s simply because they are used to people responding positively to what they have to say, so they have difficulty understanding when bluntness is or isn’t appropriate.
Cancer: Cancer are pretty straightforward. However, they are perceptive, and if they feel like what they have to say might hurt you, they’ll change the way they word it. They don’t see softening their method of speaking as censorship, and will have no problem altering the way they talk.
Leo: They aren’t too blunt, but they don’t like to change what they have to say for another person- they feel fake when they do so. Their mentality is ‘If you don’t want to hear what I have to say, don’t listen.’
Virgo: Although they can be critical, they don’t like to be unkind and will word things as kindly as possible. When impatient, however, they can grow blunt and hurtful.
Libra: Libra won’t censor what they say, but that is only because they naturally have a gentle way of speaking, so as to not hurt others.
Scorpio: To modify what they want to say is an annoyance at best and an obstacle at worst, but they’ll be gentle with their speech if they feel it necessary.
Sagittarius: They are direct and hate to censor themselves, and will only do it when trying to make a good impression.
Capricorn: Capricorn is blunt and don’t like to monitor what they have to say, but if they feel it will help them make a point, they will do whatever it takes to make the other person/people understand.
Aquarius: Aquarius are naturally plain-spoken, and changing that, even for a brief period of time, can cause irritation. They don’t care too much about how they express their ideas, so long as the message gets across.
Pisces: Like Libra, Pisces don’t want to hurt anyone, and will strive to do so as little as they can. They are gentle and sensitive as well, and this manifests itself in their manner of speaking.
L - “I ain’t got nothin’ ta toast to, so here’s ta good food and bad laughs, eh?”
//This is what happens when I have no money but really want to support my favorite artist, lol! @cursetale is seriously a huge, huge source of inspiration and joy for me. I’ve learned a lot just looking at their art, nevermind the tutorials they’ve provided.
//Also, I’m having tons of fun putting Luna’s alien biology in more environmental situations. 40* body temperature = no foggy breath.
Yes hi hello I will give you all the brownies and fluffy blankets I have for a story about Peter please
well, the bitty bug isn’t around much–i understand he has school stuff and also spends most of his time fighting a hilarious menagerie of animal-themed villains–but i was around the first time he met most of the avengers. tony had everyone show up in the common room so he could introduce us.
parker’s great, but let me tell you, that kid has absolutely no chill. i mean, he can fake it for about thirty seconds, and then he goes full fanboy mode. the introduction to steve was roughly 50/50 ‘sorry about the shield thing’ and ‘can you sign everything i own please.’ he shook hands with thor and the whole time his face was clearly going ‘i did not know they made people this big,’ and that was promptly followed by absolute terror when meeting natasha. smart kid.
he pretty obviously had no idea who clint was, and sam started snarking him right off the bat. but i guess scott had told him about how they’d first met, so peter had some snappy comebacks about who exactly wins in a fight between a bird and a bug, which i thoroughly enjoyed.
and then tony introduced him to dr banner, and parker got so flustered about meeting “one of the greatest scientists of our era” that he accidentally turned on his sticky hands and could not turn them off. which is a thing he has i guess?? all i know is that an awkwardly enthusiastic handshake got pretty hilarious when peter realized how long he’d had hold of bruce’s hand and tried to yank his hand back. because peter has superstrength and sticky hands.
and dr banner does not.
(at least not as himself, anyway.)
so peterbird yanked his hand back, and poor dr banner was yanked forward, and the two of them toppled over. and then they tried to get up, but their hands were still stuck together–and peter had tried to brace dr banner when they fell, so his left hand was stuck to bruce’s chest. so mostly they were just flopping around on the carpet like landed fish. peter was apologizing so much im shocked that he didnt asphyxiate, and dr banner was trying not to laugh at him.
the rest of us were cackling like lunatics, and tony was being quite offended that peter hadn’t geeked out about meeting him.
Summary: Modern AU. Your first day at the New York Bulletin takes a catastrophic turn when you accidentally overlook a fellow employee’s private chat session. Inspired by the novel Attachments by Rainbow Rowell.
A/N: My gosh, we have finally reached the end of this story. I want to send out my thanks to every single one of you who joined me on this journey. Your continuous support and love kept this story alive. I hope you enjoy the conclusion of this tale! Also, please check out this Spotify playlistIsabela (@lovellylittlelonely) made that was inspired by this series! It’s amazing :)
You nearly tripped up the stairs as you made your way to the newsroom, the imperfect combination of nervousness and excitement surging through your veins. You were finally officially meeting Barnes–Bucky–in the break room, the place where the both of you first unofficially met.
This was it. This was finally it.
Stepping inside the newsroom, you ambled across the floor toward your destination, your breath quickening with every step. You felt like you were in a dream. All of this felt so surreal to you as if none of this was happening at all. If this was a dream though, you never wanted to wake up from it. It was too sweet, too intoxicating to leave. You never wanted to return to reality again.
Your new literature professor, Kim Namjoon, decided to make you the teacher’s personal pet..
He was the smartest man
you had the pleasure to meet throughout your entire life..but the sex
was primal, exhilarating, feral..
Tall, lean, charming with
two small holes digging in his flawless cheeks he stood there with
his brown case waiting for your professor to finish the introduction.
His hair was neatly parted, but you could see that the loose strands
stood up in several directions which were tried to be tamed in a rush
while his white shirt was stuffed into his black suit pants which
were more than unsuited for a dusty, old classroom in the city’s
His large hands ran
through his hair in an attempt to comb the mess back. Dark pupils
roamed through the room, looking for help with his looks..landing on
you. Grinning from one end of your mouth to the other you shook your
head in a slight denial, his expression asking how it was now after
another attempt of stroking the strands back. Another shake, your
hair falling into your face. The man in the front of your class
softly smiled, his dimples shown a second time while shrugging his
shoulders at you, giving up to tame his locks. His attention was
lazily wandering back to your professor ending his speech with a wide
gesture towards the man beside him.
“And this is how we
hired such a young new colleague. This old uni needs new wind and
with Mr. Kim it’s provided.”
Quiet chatter filled the
room as the female students giggled, exchanging high pitched whispers
after hearing that the man who looked way too out of place was the
newly hired substitute for your sick literature and maths professor.
Your friend nudged your side, wiggling her brows which made you laugh
softly, your hand covering your mouth.
“He’s my type”, she
whispered, licking her lips, gaze darting towards the young man
standing next to the chubby, older professor. “And I know you also
“You can bet that I
want”, you responded, following her eyes down the rows, lingering
on Mr. Kim’s handsome face, his plump lips pursed into a faint smile
greeting the few students in front of him before his deep voice
resonated from your classroom’s walls, confident and loud.
“Let me introduce
myself. My name is Kim Namjoon, I’m currently the substitute teacher
in literature and maths for you”, he let his dark orbs wander from
one student to the next. “I appreciate punctuality and presence. If
anyone of you has questions regarding the lessons don’t hesitate and
meet me after class.” The words left his pink lips while meeting
your eyes, the expression behind them darkening, inviting you to stay
behind and ask about things he could teach you despite stuff for your
studies. “We’re starting easy after we’re alone”, he motioned for
the older, chubby teacher to leave, giving him a smile making the
older one blush.
The two hours wouldn’t
end, his presence filling the room, a born leader, a man who knew his
way with words, charmingly explaining the dumbest of questions with a
soft smile. Your eyes were drawn to the way he moved his arm up, his
large hand swiftly flying over the written words lining the
blackboard while looking over his shoulder, lips constantly pulled
upwards. Not to mention his backside view..long, toned legs covered
in dark suit pants, his ass perking up while concentrated gesturing
over the board.
Unlucky enough you
couldn’t follow what he told the class, your whole attention laying
on his handsome face, brown eyes piercing yours now and then,
scolding you silently to pay attention to class instead of his damn
fine looking ass, but you didn’t. Obviously staring back, gnawing on
one of your pencils was what you did, not caring how stupid you might
look in his pretty eyes.
“Any questions?”, Kim
Namjoon cocked one of his dark brows up, tilting his head to the side
bluntly meeting your staring eyes even though the question was
directed to all of his new students.
“Mr. Kim?”, one of the
girls in the first row lifted her manicured hands, her blonde hair
swiftly brushing over her shoulder. “As the class president you
should be informed about the upcoming class trip to the woods in like
a week. I wanted to ask you about it after class if that’s alright
with you.” Her voice was as sweet as honey, slick and sickening in
your ears wherefore you just scoffed, her glare telling you to better
shut it before she snapped. Again.
Mr. Kim’s expression
showed how shook he was from her announcement of a class trip he
didn’t know of, but nodded with pursed lips. “And I anticipate that
I as you substitute teacher have to come along, right?”
High pitched agrees
followed his words, the girls around you standing up from their seats
to collect around your new professor, eyes sparkling with excitement
over the fact that he’ll be the one accompanying your class. Sighing
you also stood up, their behaviour too much for you. Ah, no, you
definitely found Kim Namjoon undoubtedly attractive, but you were
also old enough to know that nothing would come out of it even with
some heavy tries. Therefore you only shook your head, grinning at the
dozen girls chattering cheerfully, drowning your professor in endless
“So you’re coming?”,
“You should drink with us one night!”, “We’ll be on the same
floor, right?”, “Are you married?”, “How are you so young and
Your friend, Lea, was
mixing into the mass, waving you to move your ass and ask a few
questions yourself, but you just denied, laughing a little as you
leaned against the door frame, saying your farewells towards the
young men escaping out of the room.
“Crazy bitches, aren’t
they?”, a familiar voice, giggling and low shook you slightly, your
head turning towards the boy with the orange hair, his view focused
on the female students urging the young professor to spit some
private details. “I can’t believe they’re that desperate”, Jimin
laughed, his blue leather jackets pulling closer.
You nodded, following your
friend’s dark orbs, seeing how your friend tried to catch Mr. Kim’s
attention with yelling the loudest which cracked you up. “Freaks.”
Jimin smiled at you, his
eyes crinkled while tilting his head. “You’re not, huh? I know that
one time in high school after we-”
“Miss y/l/n, right?
Please wait a little longer. I need to talk to you”, Kim Namjoon’s
voice overturned the chatting girls, stopping you from turning
around. Surprised you looked left and right, your finger pointing
towards your chest. You? “I dismiss you ladies for now. Get home
safely, we see each other tomorrow.”
Pouting protest resonated
from the walls as one girl after the other slandered out of the room
until Lea, Jimin, the bitch Hanna and Mr. Kim were the only persons
present in the dusty classroom.
“I also would like to
excuse you three as I have to speak with your classmate alone.”
Jimin scrunched his nose,
giving Mr. Kim a strange look before shrugging his shoulders. “See
you tomorrow, y/n.”
Nodding the other two
girls walked out of the room looking back over their shoulders as the
tall, handsome professor closed the door with a faint, annoyed smile
on his plump lips.
Waiting for him to speak
up blood rushed into your cheeks. You knew exactly why he wanted to
talk to you alone. He had caught you staring without even bothering
to narrow your gaze and listen to his explanation. Scratching your
neck you bit down your lip, slightly regretting your bluntness
although you were confident a moment ago, but his confidence and the
intimate glare of his eyes made you squirm. The silence stretching
out killing you slowly hence you looked up, the man in front of you
leaned over the teacher’s desk, his hands supporting his tall figure.
“Anything to say?”,
his voice was deep, nothing but a whisper while tilting his head, the
friendly atmosphere surrounding him gone, replaced by something dark,
“N-No?”, it was more
of an ask than a steady answer, the hair on your arms standing
straight. “I mean..no.”
Shaking his messy thatch
he sighed, his pink bottom lip pulled between his teeth. Then you
noticed him slowly separating from his desk, slandering around it ere
he stood in front of you, his arms crossed over his chest. His
presence told you how dominant he was, how intelligent he was to lull
you into anything. Feeling his eyes on you, you didn’t dare to look
up, digging your own hole under his view.
“Too bad, Miss y/l/n”,
he leaned down, his lips close to your ear, breathing in deeply. “If
you need a lesson just tell me. You seemed not to pay enough
attention in class today and it’s only my first day. That’s no good
first impression..”, his voice trailed off, Mr. Kim’s breath
hitting your face now as he turned his head right in your direction.
“I want a report of today’s lesson by tomorrow. Meet me after class
With that he turned away
from you, his heat paralysing you. Gulping you tried to keep up with
your professor, your throat dry as the desert wherefore you had to
swallow more than once. What as going on? You were one of the top
students in class and you had
to write a fucking report? What the hell?
K-Kim!”, you called out to him as he snatched his belongings,
stuffing them into his brown case. “I don’t understand right n-”
you dumb, Miss y/l/n? I told you to write a report of today’s
lesson’s content. Don’t leave a thing out”, he straightened
himself, his sharp words taking you aback with shock tracing your
face. His long legs took him further to you, his face dangerously
close as he leaned down a second time today. “More attention on
class, Miss y/l/n. I caught you staring..”, his free hand shot up,
delicate fingers flying over your cleavage, your body flinching at
his cold touch. “So much confidence in your eyes before..Where is
mouth plopped open at his move, his words piercing through you like
sharp, tiny needles. By the time his digits reached under your collar
you weren’t able to answer, let alone smack his hand away..which you
didn’t even want..
couldn’t remember the last time you were afraid and nervous of your
upcoming classes. Usually you enjoyed them more than other students,
but not now as you knew who waited
down the rows. Kim Namjoon, substitute professor in literature and
maths. With fluttering heart you entered the dusty old room, the
neatly dressed man in the front greeting your classmates with a
bright smile that showed his dimples until his eyes lingered on you,
darting down to your breasts with a knowing expression lacing his
brown, dark eyes. Blood tinged your cheeks a rose hue as you
remembered the day before, his fingers stroking a sinful path down
between your covered breasts with the words of being a cute, shy
mouse. Which you normally weren’t.
morning, Miss y/l/n. The report?”, he asked you as you walked past
him, the sheets weighing heavy in your bag at his words.
you rushed over to your seat next to Lea, who was intentionally early
this morning. Who knows why, huh.. Her eyes sparkled as she leaned in
your direction the moment you sat down, your jacket still on your
shoulders. “Why didn’t you pick up yesterday? What did Mr. Kim want
from you? He looked kind of..pissed at you.”
a loud breath of frustration you slammed the report down on your
desk, showing Lea that you were scolded after class. At this fact
your friend’s eyes shot wide, her mouth agape.
me. What a nerve this damn professor has”, you scoffed, laying your
head on your folded hands. “I stayed up all night after my shift to
write this shitty report.”
a glance of sympathy Lea patted your back, rubbing circles to relax
your stiff muscles which weren’t caused by the late night session
after work, but by the man who watched you from down the rows, his
plump lips turned upwards again, his eyes darkening while watching
you put the sheets down his desk without giving him a single look.
“Can I go?”
Kim stood up from his seat, circling the wooden table, taking in the
words you had effortlessly written. “Found your courage again? Or
do I’ve to lure you into being a good girl?”
sighed pinching his nose. “Listen, you don’t need to deny it”,
one step closer. “I’ve seen you walk around for months on campus.
One shy girl with the boys”, another step. “Oh, there’s one guy
you were interested in, right? The one with the orange hair, Jimin”,
he chuckled lowly, his legs taking him further towards you. “Unlucky
you didn’t get him, or the other way around?”, Namjoon stood only a
few centimetres from you, his expensive cologne intoxicating you from
up close. You had difficulties looking into his face, his tall figure
hovering right above you, eyes narrowed down to meet yours. “You
think I just picked on some innocent, smart girl and let her do some
every word falling from his plump lips he leaned into you, his body
heat feeling on your own by now. His attractive face a couple of
centimetres away from yours, breath hitching as he shifted his head,
small dimples like holes in his cheeks as he smirked.
the girl who bluntly stared at me? Watching me while gnawing on her
bit your lip not knowing what to say to his dirty words as he drove
your senses crazy, kicking your rightful judgement overboard.
chuckled again, his shirt rolled up revealing a costly watch, the
brand one you’d never be able to afford. His skin shone honey like in
the yellow light of the classroom, smooth and soft whereas his hands
slowly traced over your bare arms. “Here? Where?”
your throat you tried to meet his gaze, but instead of looking into a
pair of brown, pretty eyes you were confronted with plump, rose lips
that invited you. They seemed soft, wet and oh so kissable you
couldn’t force yourself to avert your eyes off of his mouth that
pursed into a lopsided grin at your staring.
slowly coming out of her hideout, isn’t she?”, Mr. Kim’s voice was
a whisper, getting darker the more he caught you staring at his
do you want?”, your voice was nothing more than a whiff, chewing on
your lower lip while you tried to get yourself off of his smug smile
to glance at the still open door. “It’s open..”
traced his pretty features before he turned around, seeing that the
door was wide open, showing the students walking down the hall how
close you two stood to each other. The light noise of his black shoes
on the floor were heard ere the door was closed, the key turning in
its lock wherefore your eyes shot wide. What was happening?
then slandered back challenging you with crossed arms, forcing you to
step back until your ass hit the desk, your escape plan vanishing
into thin air.
read your latest essays”, he started, his hands enclosing around
the edge of the desk in your back, his upper body leaning down
slightly stopping in a close distance in front of your blushing face.
“You’re one clever girl..and so pretty..”
saying this to your student? That’s forbidden..dirty”, you
whispered biting down you lip again. He was too close to you to think
straight, the words only spilling from your lips because your
conscience faintly told you to at least try
to get him off of your mind. Of course it wasn’t working as he was
far too close to you.
furrowed his brows, his smile never leaving his lips despite the
perplexed expression washing over his face for a brief moment. “I’m
not even thirty and your an adult as well. And I’m blunt with what I
want. Right now it would be you,
name coming from him for the first time got you the moment the first
letter fell from his plump lips. Without warning you grabbed his
collar, shoving your worries aside you swallowed the forming knot
before you dared to meet his dark gaze.
me? You don’t know me.”
small chuckle you knew by now sounded through the room. “I don’t
care. I don’t want a relationship right now. I’m young and the ladies
love me”, he paused, one hand freeing from its position to cup your
cheeks, his warmth transferring on yours, spreading out on your
already heated, red face. “But I’m not interested in anyone who
can’t reach my way of thinking..”
way down to meet your lips you closed your eyes to take in the
upcoming sensation with all your senses. Softly, a feeling like a
rose’s petal brushed over your parted lips, a touch rather fragile
and careful you didn’t expect from a smart, confident and handsome
man like Kim Namjoon. As fast as his mouth lay on yours he parted
from you, the hand on your cheeks falling back down to grab the edge
a second time.
me, y/n, is the clever girl with the pretty face finally crawling out
of her hideout?”, Namjoon cocked his brows up, grinning at you with
crinkling eyes. But you could see that his smile wasn’t honest, a
deeper, craving emotion tracing his black oculars, waiting for your
cocky smile finally appeared on your face, tinging your shy self into
the girl you usually represented, the girl he saw just yesterday at
the beginning of the day’s lessons. “Don’t know why don’t we find
huge, bright smile spread out on Namjoon’s tanned face, his light
giggle causing a tightness inside your stomach. “She’s out.”
saying another word - as if another one was needed anyway - his mouth
clashed on yours with a lot more force than before. Now it was your
turn to let your hands roam around his chest, pulling him tight by
the shirt to feel his lips pressing harshly on your own. Swallowing
his breaths you entwined your tongue with his, suddenly being pulled
by the hair so he had better access to your wet, pink cave, giving
him a few breathless mewls as an answer.
around”, his voice sounded was deeper than ever, sparks of arousal
lacing his dark vocals. “I won’t stop for you, baby. Last chance to
need to confirm his offer you obeyed, turning around to lay your
hands on the surface of the wooden desk. Mr. Kim chuckled, the husky
sound giving you ultimate goosebumps while watching him out of wide
eyes over your shoulder. He stood there, arms crossed over his chest
again and spreading his long legs, his hair was neatly combed today
as he narrowed his gaze down your body with a grin on his face that
let the dimples on his cheeks come alive.
like what I see, baby”, a low hum followed ere Namjoon’s hands
landed on your sides, pulling you into his crotch in a harsh move,
his bony fingers digging deep into your covered flesh. “What should
I do with a girl like you, hm?”
you perked up your ass that was dressed in a black, waisted rock,
bending forward to show you professor a glint of your soft skin, the
over-knee socks completing your signature school outfit. Whereas you
did that you could hear Namjoon hiss, his growing bulge rubbing over
your revealed skin, his hands now tracing to your shoulders,
massaging them softly before his grip got solid, hardly pushing your
body straight down the cold surface of the table. His hips never left
your ass, circling them until he was fully erect ere Namjoon
separated his core and hands from you.
like this”, he growled lowly while you witnessed a zipper being
opened, the rustling of fabric pulled down. “Ah ah, baby, don’t
hands shot up, taking your hair in his fist to guide your head back
down where your face met the cool material of his teacher’s desk.
Protesting you arched your back, teasing him with what you were
wearing underneath your girly skirt.
Just as I thought you’d be”, a chuckle resonated from the walls
accompanied by a kick separating your legs further. “Don’t like
wouldn’t know better you could say that you felt pure craving for the
man you just met, and was your new professor. Your panties felt
tight, clinging onto your already dripping folds wherefore you had to
force yourself not to press your legs together again to feel anything
on your aching bundle of nerves. But you refrained from it, excited
what Mr. Kim had planned for you, his student.
can’t I see you?”, you purred, your hands almost clenching around
the edges of the brown desk.
answered you before you witnessed warm fingers gradually stroking
from your ankles up to your shaking thighs. They hit your skin
lightly, caressing the spot afterwards. “I much rather see you,
baby. You’re seeing me earlier than you wish.”
your lower lip you nodded, waiting with your face now laying on the
coldness, your cheek burning against it. Then you felt Namjoon’s
fingers going further up, touching your covered folds with a loud
baby, you’re so wet.”
“I bet you’re just as hard”, his digits slipped into the band of
your panties to slide them down torturing slow.
his deep, melodious voice reached your ear dangerously close, his
warm breath hitting your face from above. “I would say it’s
perfectly ready for your cute, little pussy, baby.”
Your hair standing straight as his hands found their way over your
now bare ass, trailing towards your slick folds to caress them with
his bony fingers. Small, feminine mewls escaped you wherefore your
professor pressed his index finger on your clit, making you squirm
under his blunt touch.
your back you tried to make him finally move his hand, but all you
got was soft laughter next to your ear. “Needy?”
you immediately agreed, the right choice as his fingers circled
around your entrance, coating them into your juices while sliding
them to your nub to rub gently over it, covering it in your arousal
to pleasure you even more. He was certainly experienced, his warm
skin doing wonders with a few strokes that turned your mind blank.
Shallow breath on your side filled the dusty classroom, panting
heavily under his unbearable, blissful touch, turning the coin in
your lower stomach almost..
think you’re doing great, baby, but what about me?”, Namjoon kissed
your ear, taking your earlobe between his plump, wet lips to nibble
on it as he waited for you to answer, his fingers slowing down to a
torturing pace hence your hips twitched uncontrolled, wanting more of
his previous doing.
make me come”, you whimpered at the sensation his pearly whites
caused on your sensitive earlobe. “Please, Mr. Kim-”
rather strong bite let you moan in pain, his digits now pressing
heavily on your clit to make you come..right? But then they were
gone, leaving you shaking on the warming surface of his desk.
should take care of your superior first, don’t you think? I mean, if
you’re a good girl your getting a few extra points in the next test.”
at his words you turned around, glaring at his smirking face that was
slightly flushed, the typical holes showing on his cheeks. “As if I
need extra credit.”
your faked scorn you were dared to look down your professor’s body,
the rolled up shirt clinging to his lean body while your eyes
wandered down towards a way better view. His open suit pants, no
boxers or other underwear underneath, his cock erect, pointing at
you. His glance was inviting, leaving your sarcastic comment aside.
“How about you go down on your pretty knees, baby?” Namjoon
cocked one brow up, gesturing with his head for you to better obey
and kneel in front of his dick to take the best of it. “If you’re
doing as I say, you can come, how does that sound?”
if you don’t let me, I can easily make myself come at home”, you
grinned cheekily, blinking your eyelashes ere his hands grabbed your
shoulders to push you into a kneeling position beneath him. It was a
move that should show you who was in charge here and it was
definitely not you.
your head in disbelief you chewed on your bottom lip, looking back up
to meet your young professor’s darkening eyes which told you how
ready he was, lust spilling over. With innocence you adjusted your
skirt, brushing your hair out of your face ere you tilted your head,
sticking your tongue out to give his leaking cock a slow, strong lick
over the tip without leaving his brown eyes. A indentation formed
between his eyes as his brows furrowed at your motion, taking it in
with hungry eyes.
tease, you dirty girl. You can’t fool me with your fluttering eyela-
caring what he said about you, you grabbed his balls in one of your
warm hands, letting them roll tenderly in it while taking his
throbbing tip in your mouth, hollowing your cheeks at once to double
the sensation chasing through his body. But that wasn’t all as your
tongue latched over his tip inside your mouth, pushing his stretched
skin up and down his length while deepening yourself onto his cock.
His body tensed under your touch, your other hand holding him by his
still dressed thigh to steady his position.
baby..you’re a naughty little student, aren’t you”, his breathy
voice was raspy, eyes lingering on your lips, wet from your saliva
and his pre cum flowing down over his cock, wetting your mouth. “Take
me in all the way..yes just like this.”
bobbed your head up before you took his aching, throbbing cock in
your mouth completely, his tip hitting the back of your throat which
made you gag a bit. Getting used to the feeling of his thick length
you deepened down further until your nose met the shadow above his
dick. A violent twitch beside his feral groan told you that you hit
his sweet spot. Therefore you repeated this movement, his dick coated
in your saliva wherefore slick sounds filled the air around you and
making it easier to let yourself slide down his length.
Mr. Kim’s large hand enclosed around your hair, pulling your head
from his cock to greet you with a cocky, breathy chuckle. “Taking
your professor’s cock well, my cute little student.”
you licked over your parted lips, taking in some of the bitter but
sweet taste left on them. To emphasize your naughtiness you moaned at
the same time, your hands pulling him into your face to give his red,
swollen tip extra kitten licks, the man’s eyes rolling to the back of
his head. The still solid fist in your air loosened to cup your
cheek, his thumb stroking over your skin in a rather soft manner.
Enjoying his touch you felt encouraged to make his time worth it,
taking in his dick one by one, your tongue pressing on his slid
before it finally hit the back of your throat again, this time
without having to gag. Namjoon’s hands stroked over your scalp,
running through your open hair ere they made you stop, holding you
into position for him to move on his own.
take the lead now, baby”, his husky voice whispered into the empty
room, echoing from the walls, too loud in your ears. “Stay still.”
you did, your hands digging into his flesh he started to move his
hips, a smooth roll shoving his cock right in your hot mouth, your
tongue the perfect bed for his twitching dick. Thanks to his lead you
were able to touch yourself, the missing panties helping to feel your
touch, the needed friction provided by your own fingers making you
mewl. This simple sound sent vibration through Mr. Kim’s lower body,
a dark growl coming out of his parted lips, hastily biting down his
lower, plump rim to muffle the grunts trying to escape him. It was
dangerous if he let the room fill with other lewd sounds except for
the ones coming from between his legs, slick, slurping noises
sounding like music in his ears. But that would be the only ones
droning through the locked door onto the corridor, several students,
teachers and parents walking hastily up and down the floor, making
you both quite nervous even though none of you showed it to the
course you both knew how wrong it was to have this kind of physical
contact between a student and a professor, but it felt too good to
stop now, your fingers massaging your clit the way you need to be
touched, making yourself moan heavier into his dick with every rub
provided by your own fingers. Your desperation didn’t go unnoticed as
Mr. Kim couldn’t focus on you giving him a damn got blow job, but on
your bare heat, sparsely covered by your hand. It got you both going
to the point where Namjoon panted, his thrust getting heavier,
hitting your throat mercilessly. You saw his chest heaving heavier by
the second, his release close ere he cramped, his legs tensing under
your free hand feeling his muscles flexing.
close. Fuck..baby..”, breathy, dark, raspy moans stretched those
few words into eternity, his brown, deep orbs piercing yours as he
forced you with a silent glare to lock eyes with his before a salve
of hot, creamy seeds spurted into you. Namjoon’s head fell forward,
his black oculars never wavering while you collected his cum on your
tongue, his dick pulled out by him to the half causing his release to
land straight on your wet muscle. Growling and hissing Namjoon’s
fingers entwined in your hair, his limbs tensing the more his cock
twitched, trying to get the last few drops out. You on the other side
played the role of his innocent student, never letting the teacher
out of your wide eyes whereas your mouth filled with his cum, the
bitter, salty taste spreading out on your tongue. After Mr. Kim
guided his dick out between your lips with one shaking hand, he
breathed out with a tremble, sweat flowing down his temples mixing
with a few loose strands of his hair. His shirt that was from a
bright white started to get transparent in front of his chest
revealing his heavy pants and tanned skin you wanted to brush over
with your lips..
such a perfect student, y/n”, a second after he let go of you he
separated himself from you, leaning his tall body against the desk,
wiping of some sweat from his forehead with a smug smirk plastered
across his plump, pretty lips. “And not spilling one bit of my
sticky cum, good little girl.”
his announcement you tilted your head as to why your panting
professor returned your expression, his fingers tardily closing his
belt over his suit pants.
Swallowed your voice with my cum?”, he chuckled, crossing his arms
after he finished with his silver belt, the expression on his face
amused by your behaviour.
of answering you crawled closer to your professor, your slick index
finger tapping on your throat for three times, signalling him that
you still had his semen on your red tongue, rolling it over it to
tease Mr. Kim a bit more.
still have it? Fuck, y/n!”
you folded your hands in your lap, chin high to look right into his
face, reading his reaction as you opened your mouth, sticking your
tongue out to proudly present the white, sticky seeds. Namjoon
swallowed hard, his emotions running over his face until they stopped
in awe. Then you closed your mouth, tapping on your throat again
before gulping down his cum in one go, as loud as possible,
intentionally letting out a soft moan.
your lips you stood up, taking your panties to put them back on,
feeling your attractive professor’s view on you. As much of a tease
that you were you bend down, your ass perking up to adjust your
over-knee socks, swinging your hips while doing so.
guess all my future works will get grade A?”, you chirped, the heat
from what you just did rushing in your cheeks.
really think a simple blow job gives you straight A’s? Sorry, baby,
but fuck me and your grades rise to the top”, he chuckled, his
hands running through his hair. “50 percent, nothing more.”
your eyebrows up you crossed your arms this time, spreading your legs
to steady your position as Mr. Kim casually stepped towards you, his
hands cupping your face gently.
met his eyes, chewing on your bottom lip to distract yourself from
his charming smile. “Let’s make..it 60 percent”, you whispered,
your orbs drawn to his plump lips again, magically pulled by strings
to keep your gaze on his pink mouth that stretched over his teeth
making him even more irresistible. “I mean, I didn’t even c-come.”
Mr. Kim leaned down to give you a passionate kiss. Warmth spreading
in your body you leaned into him, moving your lips on his, taking in
the other’s rhythm ere he parted from you to say something.
a smart girl, y/n. What do you think will be happening at 100
percent?”, his lips brushed yours with every word, eyes piercing
yours for an emotion he could work with.
Kim laughed, his dimples too cute for what he suggested. “If you
want to call it that then yeah, I mean fucking you for good grades.”
your eyes you let the feeling of his pink lips flow through you
before you made up your mind. “Not a chance, Mr. Kim. I’m a top
student, no need to fuck you for my grades”, you paused, opening
your eyes, your hands laying flat on his chest to push him away from
you, his presence making you too nervous, clouding your rightful
judgement that was needed in this situation. “I was horny and to be
honest, I’d do this again if it means I’m in front of the class
Namjoon took in what you just said. But it was true, at least
slightly true. It was thrilling to sleep with your professor, a young
one and as handsome as Kim Namjoon only the icing. Yes, it was wrong,
but you really couldn’t care less as it was your last year under his
watching eyes. So why not having some fun on your own? Nobody would
catch you doing inappropriate things anyway.
it then?”, Mr. Kim tilted his head, asking you with his eyes what
you really wanted, but met a wall of stone, your answer hidden from
his smart, charming orbs.
around you waved at your professor who leaned back on his desk again,
his head tilted whereas watching your figure reaching the locked door
that you wanted to open if his voice wouldn’t fill the air inviting,
laced with amusement and hunger for a certain girl’s body.
hope you’re excited for the upcoming class trip, y/n”, another deep
chuckle that sent shivers down your spine and you didn’t even dare to
look back to see Mr. Kim smirking at you with his damn cute dimples,
his brown eyes seductively telling you his ideas for the trip.
author’s note: two of my favorite tom au’s and hOLY SHIT I’M SO GLAD AN ANON MENTIONED THIS SHOUTOUT TO YOU!! there’s a lot i left out simply because it would be extremely long if i didn’t so i apologize but there may be a part 2 in the future ??
Single Dad!Tom was an accident, but also the biggest miracle in Tom’s eyes
His daughter’s mom, a woman he vaguely remembered sleeping with one drunken night, left her with Tom one morning as a “surprise” never to be heard from or seen again
He had no idea his daughter even existed, he wasn’t even sure she really was his
But her features were almost identical to hers, being a dead giveaway he couldn’t ignore
It took him awhile to process it
She was merely a few months old when her mother dropped her off at Tom’s penthouse without so much as a second thought
However, Tom was probably the most clueless person on how to be a father
He vaguely had memories of helping with his younger brothers, but it was never his responsibility to take care of them as babies
He immediately called Harrison over to help him figure it out
“Are you gonna.. Keep it?”
“Fuckin’ hell, Harrison, of course I’m keeping her.”
he says this while admiring the baby girl in the car seat who was still sound asleep
“You’re telling me you had no idea she was even born??”
“Harrison..if I knew I had gotten a woman pregnant don’t you think I would’ve mentioned it at some point??”
Tom finding her birth certificate and other important papers her mother left in a folder
Her name is Genesis, and he’s positive it’s the most beautiful name he’s ever heard now
He really struggles balancing work and taking care of Genesis for the first few months
He couldn’t decide on a day care and went to at least a dozen because he wanted to make sure it was perfect for his little angel who already had Tom wrapper around her tiny finger
He makes sure his assistant doesn’t schedule any meetings around the times he drops/picks up Genesis from day care
Everywhere he goes with her, he proudly carries her and her diaper bag
Loads of trips to the park as she gets to be around 2 years old
Pushing her on the little swings for a good hour until she’s tired and his arms feel like falling off
Sometimes when his schedule is free, he’ll pack them both a small picnic filled with PB&J’s and juice boxes
As Genesis gets older, Tom is really picking up on this whole parenting thing
He does his best to revolve his schedule around her little life
Bringing her into the office as often as he can just to show her off
She’s a really excited toddler and is always buzzing with energy, especially when she’s getting non stop attention at Tom’s work
She loves spinning around in his office chair
All of his employees LOVING her
She’s made best friends with one of the older women who work there, Carol, from the sales department
“Daddy, daddy, look!! Carol made me a bracelet!!”
Secretly, Tom gives Carol a raise because she offers to babysit Genesis sometimes and Tom is just so grateful for how much Carol likes her
He’ll carry Genesis through the building with a huge, excited smile on his face
On the weekends he makes sure to go all out and cook them big breakfasts with waffles and bacon and fruit and eggs and really he just loves doing things for her
She loves when he gives himself a whipped cream beard, her giggles filling the kitchen
dON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHEN HE AGREED TO SIGN HER LITTLE 4 YEAR OLD SELF UP FOR BALLET
Let me tell you, it’s the best thing that has ever happened
She begs him to practice in the living room with her, insisting she teaches him
Although he has a few moves up his sleeve
So he’d put on his serious listening face and give her his full attention
But she’d pause it in the middle of the lesson to go put on her tutu
And she’d come back with a pink blanket from her room, begging Tom to put it on around his waist so he could be a “pretty pink dancer” too!
Yet she’s his baby girl, so really he’d do anything to make her happy
Except one evening when he missed one of her recitals due to an extremely important business meeting followed by ridiculous traffic
He finally makes it, but the little dancers are attempting to do their final bow in unison
His heart is so heavy with sorrow and regret and he feels like the worst dad ever
But Genesis comes running to him when all is over and he’d pick her up immediately and start apologizing to her for missing it
“It’s ok, daddy, I still love you a lot”
He’d never admit his eyes teared up
Taking Genesis out for ice cream to make up for it and letting her stay up two hours later than usual
oH LORD THE COUNTLESS NUMBER OF TEA PARTIES
“Dad we’re british it’s normal for us”
“Darling, nothing is normal about daddy wearing this princess tutu.”
It was a contrast to his usual business attire
Helping Genesis arrange all of her larger stuffed animals around the table
Filling up little tea cups with apple juice and putting on a proper English accent
It never fails to make Genesis laugh
Once he gets into it, he’s wanting to continue it longer than she does
“Ok, daddy I’m bored.”
“But Mr. Giraffe was telling me a brilliant story about-”
“No, we’re done.”
Her first day of Kindergarten was the most stressful day for him
He tried braiding her hair
Genesis letting out little heavy sighs as he tugs on her hair in an attempt to do the seemingly complicated twists
Tom moved all his meetings so that he could have the morning dedicated to Genesis’ big day
Loading up her little pink backpack with extra snacks, juice boxes, her favorite teddy bear, and loads of crayons and new supplies she begged to have
Driving his own BMW instead of having his driver take them because this was a big deal
Constantly checking on her in the backseat through the rearview mirror
“Daddy why do you keep looking back here?”
“You’re not allowed to keep growing up”
“bUT DAD HOW ELSE WILL UNCLE HARRISON LOVE ME IF I’M STILL A BABY”
Not to mention this little 5 year old had a slight crush on “uncle” Harrison
It irritated Tom to NO END
Pulling up to the school and Tom assisting her out of her car seat, helping her little legs reach the ground of the car
Him holding her hand and guiding her to her classroom
He feels very out of place since the room is filled with mainly moms
Loads of moms staring at the gorgeous man ???
Giving polite smiles to them and he swears he heard one of them say, “I’d get a divorce for that one over there,” while pointing to him
He’s really flattered but all he wants to focus on is Genesis
Helping her find her name tag on one of the tiny tables
The teacher starts dismissing parents and Tom really doesn’t want to leave
He might’ve tried bribing the teacher but she still refused
Leaving the classroom after giving Genesis lots of hugs and forehead kisses
Watching her talk to the kids around her makes him grin
leT’S JUST TALK ABOUT HOW FRUSTRATED TOM GETS WITH GENESIS’ HOMEWORK
So he thought when she asked him for help it would be a piece of cake
“What is this shit??”
“Sorry, what is this crap?”
“DaD THAT’S STILL NOT POLITE”
She definitely got his attitude
Long after Genesis figured out the simple word problems and gone to bed, he’s still trying to make sense of the kindergarten common core logic
Ringing Harrison for his opinion
“WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT ARE THEY TRYING TO TEACH MY DAUGHTER??”
“Listen, mate, google it or some shit, it’s 1:00 a.m.”
Let’s not forget the matching Spider-Man shirts Tom insists on getting him and Genesis because they both adored the superhero
When it’s career day in 2nd grade, Genesis is EXTREMELY excited to bring her dad in
He wears one of his best suits, eager to make a good impression for Genesis
Talking about how it is being a CEO
Genesis is watching him with such admiration because she’s already so proud of her dad
Tom accidentally swearing around a load of 7 and 8 year olds
Becoming flustered and apologizing rapidly to the other parents and teachers in the room
“Well, that went well.”
“Just keep walking, Genny.”
The first time Genesis had a field trip in 3rd grade, TOM WAS BEYOND EXCITED
He took off a whole day of work and silenced all of his work phones and emails
It was a trip to the zoo and he wanted to chaperone
He brought extra snacks for all the kids in his group and bought them all tickets to ride the carousels and feed the giraffes and basically gave into whatever the kids wanted
Every kid in Genesis’ class wanted to be in Mr. Holland’s group
He’s totally loving being the icon of the day
When he learned Genesis liked one of the little boys in the group, oH GOD HIS POOR DAUGHTER
“Hey, Gen, is thIS THE BOY??” while pointing at the little boy who was very scared
“Oh mY GOD, DAD.”
Although Tom was arguably one of the smartest businessmen in history, it was unknown whY he wore a white button up and black slacks to the ZOO
He really regretted this when they went into the petting zoo
A goat chewed a hole through the bottom of his trousers and an other slobbered all over his shirt
Tom rarely went on dates after having Genesis, he couldn’t bring himself to make time for another girl in his life since she was basically the star of it now
One night, he went on a date with a girl from Italy, who Genesis wasn’t very fond of
He left her with the babysitter and promised to come say goodnight again when he got home
Being the smart little girl she is, she dialled Tom’s number on her emergency phone while the Nanny was in the kitchen and told him she broke her ankle while practicing ballet
Of course, Tom cut the date short and rushed home
ONLy to find her practicing pirouettes with the babysitter
“What about your ankle??”
“I don’t think it was broken, after all!”
Tom being very upset that she had lied
Questioning her about it after the babysitter left
“I didn’t like her. She looked like a bitc-”
But really he can’t help but laugh
She really took after him when it came to her open mindedness
Later on, down the road, Tom met you
You were Genesis’ 5th grade teacher
She always came home raving about how cool her teacher was is and how nice and you always drew cute pictures on her papers that received perfect scores
Parent-Teacher conferences came around and of course he showed up, expecting an older woman from all of Genesis’ descriptions
Boy was he wrong
You were his age, or maybe a year or two younger
He didn’t expect you to be that pretty
He tries to be charming but that doesn’t go as planned
“So, uh.. What do you do?”
“I’m.. a.. Teacher.”
Going on and on about how Genesis is easily one of your favorite students
Tom going home that night thinking of excuses to see you again
So the next day he offers to drive Genesis to school instead of her riding the bus
“But Daddddd it’s not cool anymore-”
“Get in the car.”
Even walking her to her class despite all of her little protests
When he gets to the classroom his heart is pretty much going !!!!!!!
Lol only to find out there’s a substitute today because you’re sick
So he repeats the process the next day and poor Genny is like “dAD WHY ARE YOU HERE”
You’re finally back and he makes his way over to you
“Hey, Mr. Holland right?” and you smile at him and his heart is doing gymnastics
“Can we get coffee sometime?” gENESIS AND HER CLASSMATES ARE ALL WATCHING THE EXCHANGE WITH WIDE EYES
Blushing at his gesture and nodding slightly
The 5th graders all going “ooOOOOH MISS Y/L/N”
Hushing them while Tom gives you a smile and gives Genesis a hug before leaving
Sending a note through Genesis to you the next day containing his phone number
Genesis reading the note
“Dad you’re so embarrassing.”
Genesis giving you the note later in class
“It’s from my dad, I think he really likes you. But don’t worry, he has my approval. Are you gonna come over for dinner now?? Can I get an A in all my subjects now???”
Texting Tom later in the day, a smile on both of your faces throughout the conversation
Tom thanking Genesis when he gets home :’)
Also reminding her no matter what she’d always be his favorite girl