Yoongi's POV

Last Friday was nothing compared to this Friday.

Thinking about the Jimin's cutely written letter never failed to make him madly blush at every word that was said with nothing other than sincerity.

Not to mention how he gets to the point where the strong temptation of skipping class just so he could finally fly out of hell and meet his angel would begins to drive him insane more than how he already was, indeed insane.

Eventually, the school day was coming to an end and Yoongi doesn't even know how he survived waiting a week for this hour to come. God, he doesn't even know how he even managed to sleep a wink knowing that Park Jimin loves him.

"Min Yoongi, could I talk to you for a second?" Miss Im suddenly stopped one of her students who had different intentions for his evening on this specific Friday.

"Um...yes sure." For a few panic seconds, Yoongi hurriedly replied as he straightened up his posture and face the specialised cooking teacher who wore a small smile which was particularly unusual.

"So if you hadn't already known, you haven't completed the homework research for our cheesecake ingredients yet." The female teacher crossed her arms together and throw a worried look at Yoongi who's hands were clutching nervously around his nerdy backpack.

"Fuck." Yoongi swore to no one but himself.

Well not only that he could not sleep at night, but he also seems to even forget the important existence of his undone homework for almost every subject that is meant to be due by today despite the extra time he did not seem to use a pint of.

"Student Min?"

"Ah! Miss, I left it at home. Perhaps I could hand it in on Monday." Yoongi slyly excused whilst his eyes walk their ways towards the exit door a couple of times. His baby is probably waiting.

Who is he to make someone like Jimin wait?

"Min Yoongi, you think I will fall for one of your tricks?!" The female teacher sounded completely offended and that is when Yoongi knew he fucked up. Well, only in his panicking mind of course.

But for real, who would have expected Miss Im to be so kind at that moment?

"Ah I see, please bring it in the first thing on Monday's morning then, you are dismissed."

"Okay, good day Miss." Yoongi rushingly bowed before turning on his heels and head straight for the door as he was more than ready to go meet his Jiminie.

However! It wasn't so soon until he was yet again stopped by the time he was so close to stepping a foot out of the classroom and make a run for it while hoping that he wasn't so late after all.

"Oh, Student Min! One more thing."

Desperately, the female teacher yelped as she slowly walked forward with a kind angelic smile but that is not what Yoongi needed right now. He must vanish from this bread smelled kitchen ASAP.

"What?!" The annoyed senior rudely snapped and there was no wonder about how Miss Im's eyes were quick to widen out of pure shockness to what her favourite student has just yelled out with so much grudge. Now I am really fucked.

"Young man, this is your first warning. Talk to me like that again and you are out of my class!" The female teacher high pitchedly shouted but her voice only comes off as irritating to the busy bee whose wings were ready to bust and charge their way towards the love of his life.

"I'm greatly sorry Miss. Please forgive me and what were you about to say again?" The sarcastic student bowed for the last time to show how sorry not sorry he was which unsurprisingly made Miss Im scoffed a little before saying.

"Looks like it's not so important now bu-"

"Then see you, Miss."

Short and clear, Yoongi cut in when he had the chance and took a run out of the classroom with his mind only picturing a specific feminine freshman waiting by the lockers while pouting cutely like one of those whiny anime characters.

Suddenly when Yoongi's legs started getting nearer to where the lockers are located, his heart pumps ten times harder inside his panting chest as he managed to halt his contracting muscles and stop for a short breath before trying to fix his hair with an invisible mirror floating affront.

"Shit! I do look like shit." Yoongi muttered underneath his unstable breathing and soon started speed walking towards where Jimin must be waiting patiently for him.

Out of nowhere, the senior burst into a large-sized gummy smile because of how the thought of meeting the pretty freshman finally struck him in the head and made a pleasant storm out from it.

"Hi Jimin." Yoongi cooly practised with a smug face before squealing excitedly as he proceeds to walk even faster this time.

However, his feet dramatically stops like a broken engine behind a tall white pillar when his ears catch some unfamiliar type of sweet sounds echoing tremendously loud throughout the empty hallways.

Who the fuck fucks here?

Yoongi suddenly felt the urge to vomit at the foul thought but once his eyes landed on a peachy haired student whose body was being riled up against the blue locker's metallic surface, his smile vanished itself into thin air that was nonetheless filled with the person's whiny moans.

"J-jiminie?" Yoongi's small voice came out as feeble and perplexed but it can be heard filtering with the question 'why?' all over it.

"Ahh ahh! Like that Sir!" Jimin groaned out desperately as he arched his back further because of the overwhelming sensation that completely wrecks his fragile body in a matter of seconds.

"Be quiet slut! Everyone will heat you, you dumb whore." The older male hissed beside the flustered student's right ear as Jimin only responded to the nickname with another loud moan. Unobligated to the teacher's strict warning.

'Pissed' is what best to describe how Yoongi is feeling right now but unlike some other situations that are nothing compared to this befuddled one, the dark-haired senior does not feel any bit of jealousy at the sight of somebody else claiming his property but what he is feeling right now is nothing else but betrayal.

Yoongi waited an entire week just to watch a free show of his crush getting fucked like a vulnerable animal or the so-called sex machine that everyone claimed him to be.

Moan after moans, the senior's fist uncontrollably tightened up as his nails dig deep against his flesh whilst his jaws refused to unclench. Of course, his eyes just have to flicker down to the teacher's average looking dick that was being shoved up inside the freshman's sweet little hole.

Driving him insane, Yoongi notices how the freshman's bare buttocks were only halfway covered by his short pleated purple skirt that has two calloused silver chains bouncing smackingly against the aroused male's burning pair of thighs as if they were on a high roller coaster.

Yoongi's dark eyes then devilishly trailed up to observe how Jimin's puffy bomber jacket was badly out of its place and how his thin white crop top was messily pulled up further than how it originally meant to be.

Soon, the senior's gaze also flickered to the younger's pleasured face.

Jimin has worn a spikey purple choker that matches nicely with his sparkly magenta eyeshadow and his agape pink nude lips that struggles for air because of the consistent stimulation he was obtaining out of his cram tight little hole that takes in the stranger's sliding in and out cock so well.

In Yoongi's point of view, Jimin looked as stunning as always but never in his pitiful life wished to see the latter in this circumstance, being fucked in the ass raw by some new teacher who is in his mid-thirties and probably has a wife waiting at home for her husband who is unfortunately here, hitting on a student with one thirsty cock Yoongi learnt to despised of.

"You- you're s-so good Sir." Jimin breathlessly whimpered as he tries to create more friction by clenching his burning hole around the teacher's brutally long shaft.

"What a good slut you are." The teacher praised in a half moan as he runs his cold fingers down Jimin's exposed asscheek and greedily grabs a handful before jiggling them like a pervert inside the palm of his hand with a nasty smirk spread across his face as he continues pounding into the student without the slightest bit of shame.

Making the peach haired freshman shudders even further as he was yet again rammed up against the locker with so much force to the point that he could even feel the tip of his own pink needy cock bouncing upwards and accidentally touches the cold metallic surface which caused him to let out another unkeepable scream.

"Ahhhhh! It h-hurts." Jimin screamed out in pain mixed with pleasure once he feels the teacher's lecturing hands snaking around the back of his neck to strenuously pushes him forward until he is completely pressed against the metal container.

From behind, his prostrate kept on being abused by each strong thrusts that were rougher than any he had in weeks. Fulfilling his dirty little needs.

This site continues to make Yoongi's heart squeezed tighter inside his cut in half chest as his eyes wail up quickly by the seconds of his love feeling both in pain and pleasure that isn't because of him. If only Jimin knows how he had always wished to make him screams and shudders like that one day too.

"Si- sir~ harder please, I-I wan- hard-er." Jimin needily whimpered as he tilted his head a little to the side and glance back at the sweating teacher with heavily hooded eyes that begged for more and more.

"Can't even talk properly huh? And you dare to fucking beg for more." The older male grunted and finally let go of the back of Jimin's neck but instead, he travels inside the student's white crop top that was out of its place and feels Jimin's smooth skin against his rough hands before doing as the student wishes and thrust harder and faster this time.

"You bastard!" Yoongi wanted to bawl his grief aloud for everyone to empathise with whatever he is feeling right now.

All he could do was watch from behind the pillar with rageful eyes that flickered up to focus mainly on Jimin's naughty facial expression and to acknowledged the freshman's ragged breathing that was just as unsteady as his pliant body.

As Jimin feels the teacher accelerating unstoppably inside of his sultry hole, he satisfyingly squirmed forward and throws his head back while recognising a familiar burning sensation forming inside the pit of his stomach because of the persistent vibration against his sensitive areas.

"Harder sir! Please make me cum with your cock- please!" Jimin cried out in desperation which only makes the male teacher grunted in response before harshly grabbing onto the peach haired male's alluring hips and leaned closer to deliver his words of wisdom.

"You are fucking made for sex! Don't forget that slut, now beg if you really want it like a needy little bitch you are." The guy snarled from above as he slides in slower yet deeper to successfully resulted in Jimin mewling at the change in speed.

Not needing to be told twice, the obedient freshman easily parted his plush full lips without any shame. "I- I wan- you to fuck m-me si-sir."

"What did you say? I can't fucking hear you slut, say it louder!"

Because of the uncalled for names, Yoongi's veins can visibly be seen displaying on his reddened neck and his teeth would never stop gritting and crashing unpleasantly against each there. He really hates it here.

Yoongi hates how the stranger has been calling his Jiminie a 'slut' countless times and how he tries to get the younger to beg for more when truthfully, the freshman is not his property that he could just boss around and tells him whatever to do.

Jimin is not for anyone but his only so from what Yoongi believes to be righteous, the intern has no right to control or demand something too forbidden and sacred unlike a living scum representing the ungrateful teacher himself.

"Make me cum sir! I wan- yu-you to fuck me harder!" Jimin cried out again as he unrhythmically bounces his ass backwards to show how his patience is slipping away too gradually.

"Such a student slut you are." The teacher cooed before giving the freshman what he wanted for a long time with his pumping hard cock engulfing around Jimin's warm clenching walls.

Slapping sounds of skins and chains chiming loosely from the freshman's skirt filled up the empty hallways that lacked people but only the dark-haired senior who watches without blinking his murderous eyes and frantic hands that softly whispered for him to grab any weapon nearby.

Any weapon that could make him pay.

"I'm cumming!" Jimin sensitively screamed when he feels himself releasing all over an unknown student's locker that he was being blissfully pushed over the edge against the whole time.

"Slut." Needing to spit that insulting name out, the teacher quickly muttered his last words before pulling out of the student's tight ass just to release into the burning assent air while panting madly.

Gasping for a choke of air, Jimin clumsily pulled up his pink lace panties before fixing himself with clammy hands while still being unaware of the extra pair of eyes that were staring at him with so much emotion inside them right now.

"Thank you sir, bye~" Jimin blew the man who fucked him today a kiss before turning around to stumble his way out the school's entrance with the feeling of 'fucked'.

"Tsk...that was a good one..." The teacher sniggers to himself before dashing off towards the restroom just so he could clean himself up without anyone possibly knowing the crime he has just committed.

Well...he was wrong.

Feeling his dark side taking over without any seconds left to spare, Yoongi marched forward to where the intern went and on his way there, he managed to steal a quick glance at Jimin's cum that stained the navy blue locker with the feeling of betrayal swarming inside of him.

However, his dull eyes also trailed down involuntarily just to coldly scoffed at the stranger's meaningless cums that were left behind on the dirtied floor.

Yoongi then swiftly took out his mobile phone and sent a quick text message to his little worker before making a sharp turn to the left and entered a door that read above 'men toilet'.

"You will fucking pay for this." Yoongi mumbled to himself as he hops inside the school's restroom and sneakily locked the door from behind with an angry grin plastered on his revengeful face before turning around to smiled innocently at the teacher who was cleansing his cock with warm water that magically runs out from the tap.

"Good day Sir!"

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Author's notes :

8/6/21: I'm so lazy to edit this

Geez this chapter wtf

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