Yoongis POV:

As I entered the university, I heard the female students whispering excitedly around me. I ignored them. I am Min Yoongi, a creative writing lecturer at Seoul University. I walked to my class. The girls shrieked. I rolled my eyes. A girl walked up to the young blond boy at the empty table. "Hey, Park Jimin, go to the back. Professor Min's favourites are sitting here in the front, and you're definitely not one of them!"My blood boiled. I hate people who call innocent people stupid names. I cleared my throat and the class fell silent. I looked at Jimin who was hiding in the far corner. "Park Jimin, please sit in the front row," I said sternly. I looked at the girl who had spoken so disdainfully to Jimin. "So Ahri, I don't think this is your seat. Please sit next to Yong," I said sternly. Jimin quickly stood up and took the front seat.

Jimins POV:

Yoongi began the lesson. I took a closer look at the professor. "Park Jimin!" barked Yoongi. I winced and came back to the here and now. Professor Min came towards me. Ahri giggled behind me. "Your essay," Professor Min repeated dangerously. I frantically searched for my essay but couldn't find it. Oh crap! I swallowed and looked innocently at Professor Min. Yoongi sighed. "Detention, Mr Park. Today after the last lesson!" Ahri and her friends were celebrating. Ahri raised a hand. "Professor, I like to read my essay." Yoongi looked at her blankly. "Is your name Park Jimin?" Ahri shook her head. "Then you don't want to read your essay out." My best friend, Kim Taehyung, grinned widely. After the last lesson, Tae pushed me to our teacher's office. Professor Min looked up. "Sit down Jimin," he said.

Yoongis POV:

I looked at Jimin. "You write the essay now." Jimin looked up. "Professor, that's over twenty pages!" I walked up to him. "Yes, it may be, but today was deadline. So rewrite it or you'll get a bad grade." I leaned down to Jimin and looked him right in the eye. "So write the essay." Jimin looked up at me with wide eyes. My heart stopped and I struggled to swallow. I let my gaze slide over Jimin's innocent face. I raised a hand to run over Jimin's face. The door burst open. I flinched back. Ahri stepped inside. "Professor Min, sorry to disturb you. Can you please help me with a task?" I looked down at Jimin. "Keep writing, Park Jimin." Ahri stepped towards me and leaned forward as I checked her essay. Jimin cleared his throat and I looked up. "I'm done, professor. I'm leaving now." With those words, he handed in his essay and left. I looked after him, lost in thought. "Yoongi," Ahri whined. I came to and glared at her dangerously. "Mr Min or Professor. Now go. I have a feeling you don't need any help."

Taes POV:

I picked Jimin up from class. "Chim, chim!" I cried, falling into his arms. "Good, Professor Min let you go. Tonight we're going to a party." Jimin laughed. Jungkook came up to us. "Chim, Bogum has already asked for you." Jimin rolled his eyes. Professor Min stood behind us. "Watch your back!" I glared at him, but Professor Min's gaze was fixed on Jimin. I stared after him as he turned and left. I looked at Jimin with a grin. "Uh, the cold professor has a warm side for Park Jimin." Jungkook chuckled. Jimin punched him in the arm. "Ow!" Jin, Namjoon and Hobi came over. "Oh, Professors Kim and Jung." Jin raised an eyebrow. "Baby, you don't have to call me Professor. You're my brother." I looked at the floor. "Yes hyung." Jin smiled at me. I hugged him. "Hyung, Professor Min, so Yoongi-hyung likes chim chim," I said excitedly. My hyungs grinned widely.

Jins POV:

The party was at my house. Yoongi, Namjoon, Hoseok and I were sitting on the couch watching the party. Jimin, Tae and Jungkook were dancing in the crowd. Yoongi didn't take his eyes off Jimin. I saw Bogum walking towards Jimin. Tae unbuttoned Jimin's shirt specially. Bogum pulled Jimin towards him. Bogum leaned down to Jimin's ear and murmured something to him. Jimin blushed. I looked at Yoongi, whose eyes were blazing like fire. Yoongi stood up and left. Jimin looked after him. I got up and followed Yoongi outside. Yoongi stood on the veranda, his head propped between his hands on the balcony support. "Yoongs," I began. Yoongi looked up with a sigh. "Hyung." I smiled. "What's on your mind Yoongles?" Yoongi was about to say something, but then Jimin stepped out. "Professor Min, are you alright?" Yoongi looked up, then walked towards Jimin. "Park Jimin, why are you walking around like this in the cold?" He buttoned Jimin's shirt. I saw Jimin blush. "Like this," Yoongi said. "Don't you dare unbutton it."

Jimins POV:

I looked up at my professor. Ahri stepped out. "Mr Min!" she called out. I glared at Yoongi. Bogum stepped out. "Chim?" I looked at Yoongi, unbuttoned my shirt and walked towards Bogum. Bogum smiled, took my hand and pulled me into the house. Bogum pulled me towards the bedroom. Seeking help, I looked at Jungkook, who caught sight of us. Bogum led me to the bed and continued unbuttoning my shirt. I looked around nervously. Bogum smiled. "Don't worry, you'll like it." Bogum pushed me onto my back and began to kiss me. I didn't like the rough style. I tried to push him away. "Stop it,' I begged. Bogum paid no attention to me. Helplessly, I began to cry. "Stop it!", I cried desperately. Boom! The door was pushed open violently. I looked at the door for help and there it was: Min Yoongi. I sobbed, "Help, Professor!" Mr. Mi's eyes blazed with anger. "Get out!" The others rushed in and looked at us in horror.

Yoongis POV:

The boys escorted Bogum out of the house. I locked the door behind me and sat down carefully next to Jimin. I raised my hands and fastened Jimin's shirt. Jimin looked at me. "Thank you Professor." "Yoongi," I growled. Jimin raised an eyebrow. "You can call me Yoongi." I stood up. "If it's all right, I'll drive you home." Jimin shook his head. "That's not where I want to be. THAT's where I am alone. I don't want to be alone today." I looked at him. "I meant I'll drive you to my house." Jimin looked at me in surprise. Jimin replied in the negative. "I can't. Hyung, you're my professor!" I looked at him seriously. "That's okay. It's not like we're in a relationship. You're a student of mine. And so you can write your essay." I took Jimin's hand and pulled him out of the house to drive him home. I pushed him into the bedroom and tossed him a t-shirt. "We should be the same size." I grabbed my pillow as well as my blanket and headed for the living room. "Professor, where are you going?" asked Jimin. I raised my eyebrows. "I mean Yoongi." I smiled. "I'm going to sleep in the living room."

Jimins POV:

I held Yoongi back. "No, I'm going professor. This is all my fault. Thank you hyung." I packed up my things. Yoongi held me back. "Where are you staying?" I didn't answer. The truth was that sometimes I lived with Tae or sometimes with Jin. My parents had died years ago. Yoongi looked at me. "From today, you live with me." I wanted to say something. "Park Jimin," Yoongi growled. I looked up at him. "But..." Yoongi's eyes twinkled at me. "Write your essay, Park Jimin." After two hours, I finished the essay. Yoongi read it and nodded in satisfaction, then took my hand. "We're going shopping now." I held him back. "Professor, you don't have to do that. I'm just your student. Why are you doing this?" Yoongi didn't say, but pulled me along. I followed Yoongi into a fashion boutique. A red-haired boy greeted Yoongi. "Hi hi Yoongles." Yoongi grinned. I stared at Yoongi, who smiled. I heard a giggle and a loud voice saying my name.

Hoseoks POV:

"Park Jimin!" said Yoongi loudly. I giggled as Jimin was still staring at him. I pinched Jimin's cheek affectionately. Jimin blinked. "Hyung?" "Yes," Yoongi growled. "You're smiling?" I snorted. "Oh man Yoongles, what are you doing with your students?" Jimin seemed more comfortable and said, "We call him Mr. Stone because he's always equally cold and emotionless." I doubled over laughing. Jimin just grinned. Yoongi raised his eyebrows. "Hobi, Jimin needs new clothes. Show him what you have. He can take what he wants. I'll pay," he said. Jimin looked at Yoongi and was about to say something, but Yoongi said with a smile, "Go." I pulled Jimin along by the elbow and asked, "Who are you and what have you done with our Mr Stone?" Jimin shrugged his shoulders cluelessly. I gave him clothes to try on and went back to Yoongi. "Hobi, I can't leave him alone. Ever since that thing happened at the party.... He is so fragile. I want to protect him," Yoongi confessed. I looked at him thoughtfully, but then just nodded. The door opened and Jin entered with Namjoon. "Hello hyungs."

Namjoons POV:

I entered hand in hand with Jin. "Hi hyung, hello Hobi," I said. Jimin stepped out of the locker room. "Yoongi-hyung, Hobi-hyung what does it look like?" "Jimin?!" asked Jin, dumbfounded. Jimin looked to us and his eyes grew wide. "Jin-hyung?" Yoongi looked at us questioningly. "You know each other?" I headbutted him. "Of course, Jimin is Tae's best friend, Jin-hyung's brother." Jin looked at Jimin. "Where do you live? Tae told me you moved out. Why?" Jimin smiled. "Hyung, Tae and Kookie need privacy and so do my ears." I shook my head. Those two. I looked at Jimin seriously. "So where are you living now? You know Jin and I have spare rooms..." Jimin stepped nervously from one foot to the other. "He's staying with me," Yoongi's gruff voice rang out. I stared at my friend. "Excuse me?"

Jungkooks POV:

I waited for Jimin with Tae in front of the university. Bogum joined us. "Hey, have you seen Jimin?" I shook my head. Then I heard quick footsteps. Jimin was running towards us. "Taekook!" he shouted, hugging us. I laughed. "Jimin," Bogum intervened. Jimin let go of us and looked indifferently at Bogum. "I'm sorry about what happened at the party." Bogum walked towards Jimin. Behind us, Namjoon cleared his throat, "Are you okay?" Jimin looked at him and nodded. I caught sight of Yoongi behind Jimin. His gaze was cold. Jimin turned to Yoongi and was about to say something, but Yoongi had already turned away. I pulled Jimin and Tae towards the lecture. Yoongi looked at us. "You guys are late. Less partying, more punctuality." Jimin wanted to retort something, but Yoongi's gaze stopped him. I looked at Tae, who was looking at Jimin worriedly. Jimin glared at Yoongi, stood up, picked up his bag and left. I saw Yoongi close his eyes and curse silently.

Yoongis POV:

In the evening I came home tired. I saw Jimin asleep on the table. I went to him and smiled when I saw that Jimin had finished the essay for the delivery in 2 weeks. I picked Jimin up and carried him to bed, then fell asleep beside him. I woke up when I heard Jimin shouting, "Appa! Brake! Eomma!" I sat up. Jimin was crying and clinging to his pillow. I gently shook Jimin awake. "Jimin!" Jimin opened his eyes. I just looked at him. Jimin sat up. I handed him some water. "Thank you hyung." Jimin went into the bathroom to freshen up. I lay back down and fell asleep. I felt Jimin snuggle up to me. I pulled him close to me. The next morning I woke up next to Jimin. Jimin had hugged me tightly. I released myself from his embrace and went to take a shower.

Jimins POV:

I groped sleepily into the bathroom. "Park Jimin!" shouted Yoongi in horror. I looked up and saw Yoongi standing naked in front of me. My eyes snapped open. My eyes wandered over Yoongi's body. Wow did he look good. Yoongi hastily grabbed a towel. Absently, I bit my lower lip. "Jimin!" said Yoongi, but I didn't hear him. My eyes traced the contours of Yoongi's body. My heart raced as if after a sprint. "Park Jimin!" shouted Yoongi. I came to and looked up at Yoongi. "Oh, sorry," I stammered. Tae called to me. "H...hey," I stuttered. Tae asked me what was wrong. Yoongi stepped out. "Jimin, you can go to the bathroom" I heard Tae gasp. "Chim, why do I hear Professor Min?" I looked at Yoongi. "Tae...well...", I stammered, "I'm staying with him." Tae remained silent. I saw Yoongi standing half-naked in front of me. "Wow!", I breathed. Yoongi just looked at me. "The bathroom is free."

Yoongis POV:

I went to the wardrobe to get dressed. My cheeks felt hot. What the hell? I heard Tae ask Jimin why he wasn't staying with Jin. Jimin hesitated. I looked at him. 'Park Jimin, go take a shower,' I said. I heard Tae, "Wow, he's the same in private as he is at school with you. Yoongi-hyung be nice to Chim or I'll come with Jin-hyung and Namjoon-hyung to get you ready!" Jimin smiled. "Thanks Tae. I might come back to that." Tae asked if we were coming to the party today. I sighed. Taekook and party = best friends. Tae called out, "Jin-hyung threaten if you don't come we'll come to you "Yoongles"." Jimin, Tae and Kookie giggled. I sighed in defeat. I looked to Jimin and my heart skipped a beat. "Go take a shower Park Jimin!" Jimin hung up, stood up and took off his jumper. "Okay hyung," Jimin breathed and walked into the bathroom. I sighed and closed my eyes. After 10 minutes, Jimin came out of the room with only a towel around his hips.

Jimins POV:

I looked at Yoongi and blushed. Yoongi was cooking and looked at me. Yoongi looked at me and stepped towards me. His eyes roamed over my body. I raised a hand. "You have tomato sauce there." I pointed to his mouth. Yoongi raised a hand and wiped his mouth. I smiled. "Not da hyung." I narrowed the gap between us, raised my thumb and ran it over the corner of Yoongi's mouth. Yoongi stared at me. Shyly, I smiled. "Oh damn..." I put in, but Yoongi had put my head between his hands and placed his lips on mine. Surprised, I took a breath. Yoongi parted my lips with his. Yoongi put his arms around my hips. I was frozen in place. Yoongi disengaged and cleared his throat uncomfortably. "I'm sorry, Jimin. I shouldn't have done that. i'm your professor." My heart raced. Yoongi ran a hand through his hair. "Yoongi...", I began. Yoongi turned around. I ran towards him and pressed my lips to Yoongi's. He lifted me up and sat me on the kitchen counter. Yoongi pulled my head tightly against him and parted my lips demanding.

Yoongis POV:

The kiss was breathtaking. I broke away and looked at Jimin in horror. Jimin looked at me with wide eyes. "Let's go to bed," I said absentmindedly. Jimin stammered, "Oh Professor, I'm so sorry. I have to go. I'd better move in with Jin and Joon." Jimin ran off to his room. I stared after him. Slowly I realised what had actually happened. Jimin stepped out with a suitcase and disappeared. I ran after him. "Jimin!" I shouted, but he was gone.

To be continued...