Reverse Heroine | I
parts: ➳ 1 | 2 /?
fic ft. fuckboy!jungkook x reader
summary: because platonic love is underrated
genre: college au, fluff/angst idk?
word count: 2.9k
a/n: i’m so sick of the fics where oc’s are always leading on the boys. so let’s put a change in perspective for once.
Office hours are open for students who has any concerns or questions for the professor. For Jeon Jungkook, however, it was a completely different definition.
It was frustrating how your TA had given you a 70 on the recent paper that was assigned. You followed every criteria that was on the rubric, and took extra time to find extra sources to support your argument. It was obvious that your TA didn’t really like you due to your passive attitude during tutorials, but you attended every class and completed all the assignments on time. And for goodness sake, participation wasn’t even mandatory! After your brief and futile argument with your TA, you decided to go talk to your professor about the situation. Ms. Choi was one of your favorite professors of all time, she was fun and fairly young – for a professor that is, and her lectures were never really boring.
The door was closed when you arrived at her office, with muffled noises coming from behind. You knocked twice quietly, hoping to get her attention. However, things took a different turn when the door creaked open and you saw Ms. Choi spread across her desk with Jeon Jungkook thrusting into her from the back. The muffled noises became apparent as the quiet moans Ms. Choi was trying to hold back and the heavy pants that Jeon Jungkook was making. The two of them looked up at you, standing near the doorway with eyes that looked like they were about to jump out of their sockets.
A normal person would have been flustered at walking in on their professor fucking one of the biggest campus fuckboys, running out of the room immediately. But then again, you never really considered yourself normal.
“Shit, I thought you said you locked the door!”
“Uh…” You zone out, watching the very entertaining scene unravel before your eyes, “I’ll come back another time, Professor.” The amused grin was threatening to spill on your lips, but you took all your years of mastering indifference to excuse yourself and quietly close the door behind you.
As you walked away, there was only one idea that popped in your head.
“There’s no way that I won’t be getting that A now.”