As the bell rung signaling the last of his classes, Baekhyun yawned because he was stuck on a new scrolling chair-the other shoved in the janitor's closet. He had to sit in the chair for hours to hide his lower body and he was just so glad that he got through the day without any trouble.

"Hey Byun." Came a smirking Chanyeol as he leaned by the doorframe, hallways empty and students long gone-well except this tall delinquent here.

"What are you doing here? Go home already." Baekhyun ordered as he began gathering the papers scattered on his desk.

"I'm here for my detention, Byun." Came the quick reply.

Sighing, Baekhyun rubbed his forehead and mumbled, "You don't have detention and I would like it if you call me Mr. Byun not Byun."

"But By-Mr. Byun I threw a paper ball at you, I interrupted the class, an-"

"And I'm too tired to give you detention because staring at you just gives me headaches-no offense." Baekhyun interrupted as he got up, grabbed his bag, and before leaving "I'll wash your clothes and give them back tomorrow. Bye Chanyeol."

He sighed and after reaching the taller, he ruffled his hair and gave a small smile before walking out into the hallways yawning as he stretched his arms out.

Chanyeol stood there in utter disbelief-no teachers ever let him off a detention unless he threatens them or pull some strings. But he was basically presenting himself but the teacher just turned him away? Unbelievable.

"Wait. Mr. Byun. I forgot my car can you drive me home?" Chanyeol asked as the smaller slowed down.

"Uh the thing is I don't have a car-" Baekhyun began but Chanyeol thinking that his teacher was lying, said he was ok and he will still go home with him.

"As a repayment of my kindness I insist that you take me home." Chanyeol retorted as he stood firm so that was how they ended up walking together to Baekhyun's "car."

"Um here it is." Baekhyun muttered as his tall student peered at the bicycle in front of him.

"You were serious?" Chanyeol asked in disbelief staring incredulously at the two wheeled transport.

"Does it look like I was lying?" Baekhyun asked as he got on the bicycle. "Besides I don't know how to ride a car." He mumbled to himself.

"So fucking lame." Chanyeol stated as he looked over the bicycle and back to his teacher.

"Park Chanyeol! It haven't been a day since and I have already memorized your name. Language. Teens these days." Baekhyun mumbled as he pulled his bike close and hopped on clearly distressed about the events that occurred in his day.

"Hey where's my seat?" Chanyeol asked as he folded his arms and stared disapprovingly at Baekhyun.

"Thank you Chanyeol for what you did today but I have somewhere to go so bye." Baekhyun smiled before dropping it and pedaled quickly away while laughing to himself.

But after a minute or so, a car was driving side by side with him and he turned to see his one and only troublesome student-with one hand on the wheel and the windows down as he drove right next to him.

Baekhyun immediately stopped and the car did so too-luckily the school area was empty and the streets were too as the smaller gazed at the taller.

"Park Chanyeol don't drive one handedly it's dangerous!" Baekhyun scolded right after he got off his bicycle.

"Well yolo." Chanyeol replied giving a flirty smirk to his teacher.

Sighing Baekhyun asked him to drive safely and to stop following him.

Chanyeol in response got off the car and hauled Baekhyun's bicycle up before sticking it in the back.

"YAH! The wheels are going to stain the seats!" Baekhyun exclaimed looking at his bicycle wheels digging into the pristine smooth seats.

"Eh whatever I have other cars to drive around." The taller said with a shrug of his shoulders. "Get in." Chanyeol ordered as his teacher stared at him in disbelief.

Finding no more stuff to argue about, Baekhyun sighed deeply before climbing in the car.

"Um drive do-" but before Baekhyun can finish, Chanyeol already started driving and Baekhyun yelled at the other to close the windows because the ac was on and how he was harming the environment.

After a bunch of scoldings, they arrived at a beautiful house-large, roomy, and neat. Like the ones in magazines.

The driveway was splendid aligned with flowers and several other cars that were parked in the sunlight with people washing them.

"Chanyeol where are we?" Baekhyun asked as he glanced at his student who threw the keys for someone to park the car.

"My place." He answered before walking towards the house and Baekhyun without a choice of what to do followed and a young lady opened the door greeting Chanyeol as young master.

A woman in her early forties came down the stairway upon hearing the arrival of Chanyeol. She was dressed in a long sundress and hair placed in a messy hairdo half up and half down. Her eyes crinkled happily as she greeted her son.

Chanyeol returned with a roll of his eyes as Baekhyun watched with shock.

"Welcome home Chanyeol I bak-" the woman answered which the taller only ignored opting to walk past the other.

Baekhyun stood in disbelief and told the beautiful lady who Chanyeol resembled a lot from that he just had a bad day in school.

"I understand he's like this everyday. It's because when he was younger I was gone a lot of time working." The woman replied. "I'm Chanyeol's mother. And my apologies but who might you be? A friend of Chanyeol's?" She asked with a smile again.

"Oh no I'm Chanyeol's teacher, Byun Baekhyun." And as soon as he said those words, the mother's face fell.

"Oh. Th-that's great." The lady said trying to keep her smile on as worry formed inside her head-thinking how soon it will be that this young gentleman will get fired like the previous ones.

What she didn't know was that Baekhyun won't end up like the teachers before but instead-something unique will happen between her son and him.

"What's taking you so long?" Chanyeol asked reappearing in the living room with a cup of water in his hand.

"Chanyeol would you like to try some of my cooki-"

"No. I'm full." Chanyeol interrupted before pulling Baekhyun towards the stairs.

Mrs. Park's face was filled with disappointment but beamed once Baekhyun said he wanted some.

Once they were in Chanyeol's room with a plate of cookies courtesy of Mrs. Park, Baekhyun glared at the taller disapprovingly.

"Park Chanyeol you don't treat your mother that way!" Baekhyun began and he wanted to stuff the other in a backpack and dump him in the ocean by how unaffected he was.

"I don't like her. Simple as that." Chanyeol replied as he leaned on his bed an arm propped behind his head.

Baekhyun gaped disbelief covering his face. "Oh my god you don't like her? You don't like her?! How can you not love your mother?!" And with that the smaller went over and yanked the taller's ears scolding him.

"Ow ow ow ow OW!" Chanyeol shrieked right when the door opened with Mrs. Park holding a tray with two glasses of fruit juice.

"I-I knocked twice but no one answered so I came in." Mrs. Park answered staring bewildered.

"Sorry Mrs. Park I-I didn't mean to hurt Chanyeol ssi but he was just a bit troublesome. I swear he's totally wonderful in class and participates-" Baekhyun rambled while bowing apologetically at the lady.

"It's ok I'm just shocked that Chanyeol didn't call the cops." The lady laughed before exiting after placing the refreshments on the table.

"Chanyeol ssi? Wonderful in class? Participates?" Chanyeol mocked as he stared at his teacher's frame.

"That that was just to reassure her." Baekhyun answered as he breathed out a sigh of relief.

Baekhyun reached for a freshly baked chocolate chip cookie and grinned at the heavenly richness as it melted in his mouth.

"Is it really that good?" Chanyeol asked looking at his teacher who was totally satisfied.

"I don't know why don't you try it?" Baekhyun asked stuffing more in his mouth. "Your mather iz a grat bakir." Baekhyun complimented trying to talk with the delicious cookies in his mouth.

"That's gross and I'm not ARGHUFF!" Chanyeol grunted as his teacher stuffed a cookie in his mouth like Jasmine's father stuffing that parrot in Jasmine.

"There there doesn't it taste amazing?" Baekhyun asked as Chanyeol munched grumpily on his cookie.

"Whatever." Chanyeol replied nonchalantly.

"Well since I'm here might as well help you on some homework." Baekhyun began as he opened up the taller's backpack and pulled out some crumpled up assignments that he was supposed to do.

"No. I hate homework."

"Your opinion is not relevant."

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"Chanyeol ssi. Do you understand now?" Baekhyun asked his eyes waiting patiently for an answer after explaining for the past hour.

"No Baekhyun can you explain it one more time? I think that I can't concentrate enough with you so close to me." Chanyeol smirked as he saw his teacher's small sigh.

"I'm Mr. Byun Chanyeol ssi and if you can't focus then I can recommend another teacher or tutor for-"

"Why? When all I want is to study you up-close, so tempting when you wear your black rimmed glasses, and pouty face while you're stuck. Oh so tempting Baek."

Baekhyun regretted to suggest teaching Chanyeol on his homework as he wanted to escape from this torture. As soon as he started talking, Chanyeol changed 180 degrees becoming super flirty.

"Please call me Mr. Byun, Chanyeol." He muttered as he tried to make his student focus.

"Fine." Chanyeol answered with a curt word and leaned closer towards the oblivious teacher.

"I wrote some notes just in case yo-Chanyeol what are you doing?" Baekhyun questioned as he stared at their close proximity and the taller's breath on his neck.

Instead of answering, Chanyeol only tilted his head a little gaze darkening and it happened so quickly that Baekhyun couldn't stop it.

A quick press of rosy pink lips and instantly it was gone like being stung by a bee.

Baekhyun slapped the other and jolted up standing as the chair scraped against the floor.

"Th-that was too far Park Chanyeol." Baekhyun uttered chest heaving up and down.

"Relax it was just a kiss. It won't kill you." Chanyeol scoffed at his teacher's reaction not feeling guilty at all. His face turned a light pink yet it didn't affect him too much as he observed his teacher with clenched fists.

Chanyeol loved teasing other people and this was no exception. He played wth teachers in the palms of his hands; getting them fired, begging not to be cut, or ignoring any wrongdoings he have ever done. And this was the very first time that someone had the nerve to slap him. Not even his dad dared to hit him ever and instead abide to his every wish which led him to the spoiled kid he was today.

"I can't tutor anymore, I'll recommend someone else good bye." And with that, Baekhyun walked away not once stopping.

Chanyeol sat baffled only now feeling a bit affected as he saw the repulsive hurt Baekhyun storming away.

Before he sighed, he heard the faint exchange happening downstairs between Baekhyun and his mother before the door closed.

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I won't be able to update any time soon because I'm traveling somewhere but the country banned YouTube and Google and yeah but once I return I'll update more consistently! 😭😭😭