Pairing : RM x Jhope of BTS

Author : kiratar

"Ah!"

"Here, student." A tall man walked past. The sheet that had fallen from the bench while the little man was studying and preparing for the exam was handed to the owner with a smile that could not be concealed.

"Thank you," the small figure said indifferently, but still gave the tall figure a different look. Both of them didn't notice the eyes of the other students around them who looked at them and started gossiping. "Teacher."

It's the semester break. But close it for just a moment. So I've only got a short fic. Anyway, please follow along.

Who will go to the concert in April? Please scream. We didn't go.

TT ^ TT

“Guys, I went to look at Hoseok's IG. Saw a picture of him sitting with a man at a restaurant. But I can't see your face."

“Hoseok, room 5.”

“Yes, and that man wears a watch.

Daniel Wellington

Exactly the same model as Teacher Namjoon's!”

“Hey, are you thinking too much? This brand will cause a lot of people to wear it, maybe they're Hoseok's fans. I heard that he has a boyfriend. But people don't know much. Anyone who flirts with you is a bird.”

"oh! Hoseok has a girlfriend? Do you have a picture that you want to see?”

"No, I've never posted a picture of myself with my girlfriend."

"Maybe they broke up and broke up and then came to get an instructor."

“Why are you so sure it's a teacher?”

“Because I went to see Teacher Namjoon's IG. Found a single photo taken at the exact same restaurant, also posted on a nearby date. I'm sure it's the same store because I've been there and the teacher is wearing that watch in that picture.”

“Oh, really? I'm starting to want to see it. Please open it and have a look.”

“This is it. Now, do you believe that it's definitely not a mistake to be a teacher?”

“Let's go home.” A tall man smiled walking towards a thin figure in a school uniform who was waiting for him in the school garden. “How long have you been waiting?”

“It hasn't been long, I just came down today and was sitting in the room doing homework with Jimin.” The person waiting stood up and smiled.

“Is everything finished yet?” The pair started walking towards home when the tall man asked.

“There's still 2 faces of your chemistry left, Brother Namjoon.” The little man pretended to pout, pretending to be annoyed.

“Well, this subject is difficult and requires a lot of homework. How can I be good at it, Little Hope?"

“Heh, don't call me that. Someone will come and hear.”

“Who will hear? It's already evening, they've all gone home,” Namjoon said, smiling, happy that he had succeeded in teasing the mood of the boy next to him.

“Shit, hyung…” Hoseok furrowed his brows.

"Hahaha. Oh, don't be upset. I'll treat you to a big green tea today."

“It's true!” The thin figure in the school uniform turned around and smiled widely, showing off his white teeth. The tall Namjoon laughed and used his big hand to gently rub his soft, black hair in an affectionate way… Damn, this person has to rely on food. Actually, less than 10 minutes later, Hoseok had a large glass of iced green tea in his hand as another companion on the way home.

“Namjoon, let's go to school together today,” Hoseok, in his school uniform who had been waiting for Namjoon in front of the house early in the morning, said to Kim Namjoon who had just walked out of the house.

“Is it good?” the tall man asked with a little hesitation.

“Good, we haven't eaten breakfast together in a long time. The houses are actually in the alley next to each other.” Hoseok doesn't mind. Walking in, holding Namjoon's hand, we walked together.

“Today, I'm going to eat with Hope.” The pronoun that I haven't heard much lately was spoken and of course Namjoon was completely at a loss when Hoseok addressed himself as Hope.

“Okay, fine,” Namjoon shook his head, giving in. He lost everything to this kid. Lost every smile Lost in every laugh, Jung Hoseok's brightness makes Namjoon smile every day until he can't imagine if one day Hoseok disappears. Is his hope still remaining? “Er! And did you bring travel clothes with you?”

“Bring it, I definitely won't forget.” Hoseok didn't answer, raising his slender hand to pat his own backpack for him to see.

“Then in the evening, just change clothes and meet at the hotel.”

“Yes.” His sweet face nodded. “But why do you always like to take me to this hotel? Aren't you bored? You can go to another restaurant.”

“Well, in this hotel, I have connections. Get a discount on the hotel buffet. Plus, I'm really good at eating,” Namjoon replied and pretended to rub his head. Their steps continued at the same pace, heading towards the subway station to go to school.

“Ngh! My head is all messed up. They're all so handsome." Some of them shook their heads away as they brought their hands to adjust their hair to make it neat as usual.

“It doesn't matter if we're all handsome, but we still have a lot of cuteness left.” The taller man leaned in and spoke to a nearby figure in a school uniform, causing him to see the hot red cheeks. of the person next to you because of Kim Namjoon's sweet words

“Huh, stop it, you don't say things like that.” Hoseok brought both hands up to cover his cheeks and turned his head in another direction, feeling a little frustrated when he heard Namjoon laugh for successfully teasing him, wanting to turn around and hit him. Please be strong. But it appears that his face is still red. Turn around and you'll definitely get teased again. Damn it, why does Hoseok lose to Namjoon like this?

Time passed until the sky turned orange. Hoseok, in a white shirt with black stripes and a pair of black skinny jeans, was sitting in the hotel lobby waiting for Kim Namjoon, his eyes watching and looking for the person he had made an appointment with. Take it with you. and keep looking at the people around you So that if you meet someone you know, you'll be able to escape in time.

“Why are you so late?” Someone looked at his watch and mused softly before finishing his sentence. The person I missed suddenly appeared.

“Hoseok,” Namjoon calls as he enters the hotel's automatic doors.

“Namjoon hyung,” Hoseok smiled and waved hello.

“I'm sorry, it's a little late. I had to enter my student scores. And then continue talking with the teacher."

“Oh, that's fine, I know how rushed you are,” Hoseok replied, and this answer made Namjoon furrow his brows in confusion at this unusual answer. “Look, how did you get this with the collar on?”

Hoseok wordlessly got on his tiptoes and wrapped his slender arms around Namjoon's neck to adjust the collar of his light-colored shirt so that their faces were no more than 3 inches from each other.

Namjoon was slightly startled by the suddenness of this event. The light-colored lips that accidentally opened slightly caught Kim Namjoon's eyes. The small man's hot breath hit his chin, causing the tall figure to inadvertently bring his face closer than before.

Because arranging the collar of a shirt is not something too difficult for a high school student like Hoseok to do in his last semester of third year of high school. It didn't take long for some of them to finish dealing with it and have enough time to dodge the sharp face that was reaching towards them.

“What are you doing, Namjoon?” Big eyes looked at the tall figure and he asked like that. But he already knew what Namjoon would do.

“Wow, what a shame,” Namjoon returned to his full height. “Knowing this, it's better to pretend to wear the shirt inside out. Hope I can change once in a while so I have more time.” A mischievous look with a hint of teasing was sent to him.

“Are you crazy! If you won't change it for me, I'll change it myself.” Hoseok slammed the tall man's upper arm. "So can we go yet? I'm hungry."

“Ah, you can go,” Namjoon said jokingly, Hoseok's strength didn't hurt him one bit. "But before I go, I have something to tell you. Bring your ears here."

“Huh? What is it?” Hoseok stood closer, his almond-shaped eyes widening slightly in interest.

"kiss!"

“Ngh! Damn Namjoon, you idiot!” Hoseok could only shout cursing at the tall man who had already rushed towards the elevator with his clear cheeks brightening. Namjoon's heartfelt laughter loudly made Hoseok blush. But Hoseok wasn't sure if his face was red because he was angry that Namjoon had tricked him into stealing a kiss or if he was embarrassed by the soft touch just a moment ago.

Unfortunately for both of them, there happened to be a student from the same school as Hoseok walking in when the two of them turned and walked towards the elevator. Even though she didn't hear or see what was happening just now, Just seeing that teacher Kim Namjoon and a 3rd year high school student from class 5 named Jung Hoseok walked into the hotel together… that was enough.

“I think we've got it for sure. Someone once saw those two walking into a hotel together, and in the evening they like to return together.”

“Oh, is this a grade exchange?”

“But Hoseok has been good at studying for a long time, so why exchange it?”

“Or because it's ENT season, I'm pouring out school and looking for an easy way to get grades, especially chemistry. This is the subject that Professor Namjoon teaches. There are also a lot of credits.”

“I saw Teacher Namjoon follow Hoseok's secret IG too, but I can't see because Hoseok doesn't accept any followers except those 3-4 friends.”

“But this professor isn't easy at all, right? If the director finds out, he'll definitely be fired before graduation. I accidentally got expelled from the university as well.”

Today is a holiday and Kim Namjoon has a date with his girlfriend. That is, Jung Hoseok, the kid. Today we made an appointment to go for a walk at the mall. Actually going to the mall is nothing but an easy way to spend time together. But even though the houses are next to each other, they didn't go together because Namjoon was the one who wanted to separate and meet at the destination because it was better to take the subway and Namjoon was afraid that he would get in trouble. With Hoseok's friends at the subway station, his young girlfriend seemed a little annoyed, so in Kim Namjoon's hand there was a homemade waffle filled with raisins.

Hoseok likes to eat sweets, so Namjoon invests a lot of effort in making his own waffles. Even though making waffles is just mixing flour according to the recipe written on the box, pouring it into the machine, and then adding raisins. But for Namjoon to come out with each piece was as difficult as fighting with the US Army when you were just a duckling abandoned by its mother, and Hoseok knew that Namjoon wasn't good in the kitchen, so people The little one must definitely be annoyed by him.

Namjoon finally arrived at the mall that they had arranged to meet. As he walked to the meeting point, he was secretly glad that he wasn't with his boyfriend because while getting on the subway, he ran into Hoseok's classmate.

“Hoseok,” Countjoon calls out to the person standing on his phone waiting for him. “Have you been waiting long?”

“Not for long,” someone replied quietly, as if still annoyed.

“You're late because you made these for us.” Namjoon stood the paper bag of waffles he made in front of the small man and the aroma of flour and butter wafted into his nostrils.

“Stop by and buy and tell me.”

“Oh, who's going to stop by and buy it? This is something I did myself, I did it myself,” Thum said emphatically, convincing the listeners that he wanted them to understand the risks to their lives in going into his kitchen that morning.

“Wow! I believe you made it yourself.” When Hoseok took the snack his boyfriend had made out of the bag and looked at it, he was convinced that the waffles had an alluring aroma. But instead, his face turned distorted. The burnt edges of the dough that Namjoon didn't cut off were still stuck and raisins were gushing out of the dough. “Is this a waffle or raisins dipped in flour? Why does it look like this?”

"What? This is the best I can do."

“This isn't a waffle.” Hoseok turned the snack over in his hand carefully, as if searching for some detail that would indicate that this thing could be called a waffle.

“…” When Hoseok said that several times, Namjoon, who was beginning to lose confidence, spoke in a slow voice. “Then if… you don't want to eat it, you can throw it away.”

“What? This might not be waffle. But if it's your love, Hope will eat it.” The little man put his face close to the tall one and took a big bite of the dessert, “Mmm. Your love is delicious, no. 1.”

“Crazy kid.” When he saw his small girlfriend's smile, Namjoon immediately understood that he had been poked by a young fan. A thick hand raised his head and rubbed the figure's head in an affectionate way. And Hoseok closed his eyes and fell in love with his older brother's warm touch. “By the way, it's really delicious.”

"Really, try it and see. The taste is very different from the appearance."

“Eh, is this a compliment?”

“Look, hahaha.”

The couple took a walk together and went to lunch. Then I walked around and looked at some shoes. Go to a clothing store. Some stationary stores and Hoseok got a pair of sports shoes and Namjoon got a shirt.

“Let's go get some bubble milk tea.”

“Um, go…” Namjoon's answer was quickly swallowed up for no reason. Namjoon's eyes looked straight ahead and stopped staring. When Hoseok followed his gaze, before Hoseok could process what was going on, the tall figure walked away from Jung Hoseok and hurriedly walked further away than before.

“Oh, Namjoon,” a young man's voice calls out to a tall man. Hoseok looks up and sees that this man is the one Kim Namjoon looked at with an expression of detachment just moments ago.

“Oh, Song Minho, what a coincidence. Let's meet here,” Namjoon greeted.

“I made an appointment with my girlfriend,” the person named Minho replied with a smile. Hoseok looked at his face for a moment and realized that Minho was also a trainee teacher at Hoseok's school, but Hoseok had never studied with him. At first I couldn't remember. “So what are you doing?”

“Come…buy something.”

“Oh.. eh, is that… a student at our school?” Minho nodded before Minho's eyes glanced at Hoseok who was standing far away watching their conversation because he was helpless.

“Oh, really.” Namjoon pretended to turn around as if he had just seen his student. When he saw that Hoseok was still looking, he pretended to say hello, “Hi.”

“Uh… S…Hello, Teacher.” Hoseok, who understood the situation, pretended to follow the water and bowed to Namjoon and Minho as well.

“Well, I'll go first. I'll wait for my girlfriend.” After Minho accepted Hoseok's greeting, he turned to talk to Namjoon.

“Okay, good luck, friend.”

And finally they both said their goodbyes as Minho disappeared into the crowd. Namjoon then walked back to his lover, who was standing tall with a frown on his face, looking left and right again to make sure there were no acquaintances of the couple in the area, before raising his large hand to place on Hoseok's rounded head.

“Sorry I had to do that. But I really don't have a choice. Don't make that face.”

“It's not fair. Why do we have to hide like this?” Hoseok pursed his lips in displeasure.

“Well, if Minho sees this and takes the matter to the dean or the professors at our school, both of us will be in trouble.” The tall figure calmly spoke to the figure. “Today I often meet people I know. Plus, it's starting to get cold, and many students are probably starting to leave their tutoring places…” The tall figure left his sentence trailing for a long time, as if he wasn't sure whether to say what he wanted to say, but in the end, he spoke. “

Little Hope can go back by herself, right?”

“What? You don't have to call Little Hope. Why don't you go back together?" As expected, the little man started to cry.

"I also want to go back with Little Hope, but today, right now, it's really not appropriate. I think it's too risky." The tall figure still rubbed the cold water. “Today, it's better if we go our separate ways. When you get home, please tell me."

“Um, okay.” With that, Hoseok turned his back on Namjoon and quickly walked out of there, leaving only Namjoon standing and looking at his lover's back, who was now sulking and slowly disappeared from the scene. sight

Namjoon returned to his home after Hoseok had left and for a while his head was thinking about everything that had happened and he could only sigh since we had both been in this deep together. There's probably nothing you can do but keep turning it off even though it's uncomfortable. But they both chose this path. Who can be blamed?

When Namjoon received a message from Hoseok that he had arrived home, he immediately dialed his lover. This time he knew that Hoseok wasn't being playful like he always did.

“Hoseok” It's good that Hoseok accepted the phone call. “Are you home yet?”

[yes]

“I'm sorry,” Namjoon was the first to apologize, even though he knew full well that Hoseok shouldn't be upset about something like this, but he agreed to be the first to apologize in order to calm his lover down. Why did he apologize for all of this? That Hoseok is just as guilty as him... because the other person is Jung Hoseok? And Kim Namjoon loves Jung Hoseok.

[Why? Why do we have to do this? It's not our fault. Why do we have to go through something like this? Why does everything have to be done like this?]

“I know… I know, but other people don't know the way we know. He doesn't know how we feel about each other. And we couldn't tell anyone else because it was too risky. We know that telling us now will only make things worse.”

[…]Silence for some is no different from acceptance, Namjoon knows that.

“Because of that, stop being angry, Little Hope.”

[…]But it's like Hoseok still doesn't really want to understand what's going on.

“Then we'll go home together on Monday instead,” Namjoon offered, knowing that everything the two of them had been doing together lately, including going home together, would increase the risk of the secret being broken. to maintain relationships Both of them thought that sometimes they had to give in. After all, neither of them intended for things to turn out like this.

“So..” Seeing Hoseok still silent, Namjoon offered another option. "At the end of the month, we can go play badminton together too. We haven't played badminton together in a long time."

[…Alright then] When his petulant child agreed, Namjoon let out a smile.

“You come here quickly. Where are you going!!!” Namjoon shouted to his friend, his hand still pressing rapidly on the keyboard to save the life of his game character.

“Oh, here it is!” While sitting next to each other, Namjoon's friend shouted in response. The cheers of a group of young men 4-5 famous people mixed with the sounds of keyboards, everyone's eyes fixed on the monitor, not the slightest bit different.

Creak.. Creak..

“I'll answer the phone in a moment,” Namjoon told his friends when he saw that the phone in front of him was vibrating and showing that someone was calling. And the person who called in was also an important person.

Namjoon removes one hand from answering the phone and quickly clips his phone to his shoulder so as not to put his team at a disadvantage to the enemy, even if Namjoon doesn't want to answer this call, right here, right now…

[Hello, Brother Namjoon, what are you doing?] A sweet voice on the other end of the line greeted me.

“Playing games at the same store,” Namjoon replied shortly. And he was very careful with his words so that no one here would know that he was talking to Jung Hoseok. Besides the friends who were playing the game together who were all instructors in this game store, Namjoon also saw teenagers. that he remembered studying at the school where he taught again

“Can I go find it?”

“Ah…” Of course, Namjoon wouldn't let Hoseok come, if he did then the secret would be out. “Mom put the food in the kitchen. I'll go back and eat it in the evening. Now playing games I'll call you back."

After speaking, Namjoon immediately hung up the phone. This is the way. No one doubts for sure. The tall man secretly let out a small sigh, but he was wrong to think that the problem was gone because the screen of his phone was showing the name of the same person calling again. Namjoon grudgingly answered the phone.

[What is it about you? Why did you cut the call like that? Is this really a game store or are you with someone?] Hoseok said in a green tone as soon as Namjoon picked up the phone.

“No, I said I was playing a game, Mom. I'll call you back.” And Namjoon hung up the phone again, this time not forgetting to turn off the vibrate and purposely placing the phone in its original place face down.

“Namjoon, what are you doing? Why are you standing still?!” another friend shouted.

“Oh, I just played. Just talked on the phone for a moment, animal,” Kim Namjoon replied and the game continued without any further interruptions.

It wasn't long before they all led the team to defeat the enemy. Shouts of joy rang out at the same time, and some couples clasped hands in happiness. Some people rose from their seats and hugged their friends' necks.

“Almost lost. When Namjoon talks on the phone, he's so stupid,” one of them said.

“Actually, you should compliment me. Even if I'm on the line, I can still make you guys win,” Kim Namjoon boasted.

“No, I'm the best. You didn't die because I helped you," another person said. And the area was enveloped in laughter.

“Hey!” Namjoon suddenly let out a shriek that was cut off by laughter.

The cause of the shock was the person standing at the entrance to the game store, even though Hoseok didn't walk directly towards Namjoon. But the annoyed look in Hoseok's eyes and Namjoon's surprised look were so clear that Namjoon's friends noticed. Moreover, the boy who probably went to the same school as Hoseok looked at the thin and tall figure alternately.

Hoseok turned around and walked the way he came, signaling Namjoon to follow. Leaving the group of friends in a daze, Namjoon's mind began to process why Hoseok was so angry that they followed him to the store when he regularly came to play games like this. …and he seemed to have realized it.

“Why did you cut the call like that?” A sweet voice began to speak, at least with a beautiful look full of irritation sent to him. "What did you say that this afternoon I'm going to tutor you in chemistry that I don't understand at home? Then why are you here?"

"..." Oh, this is really true. Namjoon doesn't have an excuse because he completely forgot. "I'm sorry, I really forgot. There's nothing to make an excuse for." A deep voice answered with a huff and a feeling of guilt flooded his heart. Even though he had promised Hoseok a good deal, he forgot the appointment. It was normal for his lover to be angry like this.

"Did you forget that you're bored with Hope?"

“No, I'm not bored with Hope at all,” Namjoon quickly interjected, but he wasn't really bored with Hoseok. It's not like that at all.

“…” The small figure continued to look at the taller man with anger that had not diminished at all.

“Here, let's go home. Then I'll tutor you." Namjoon smiled a little to reconcile with his lover.

“No need, Hope should read it herself.” The small figure refused and quickly walked home without waiting for the tall figure. With longer legs, Namjoon was able to keep up with Hoseok.

Hoseok couldn't deny it, Namjoon couldn't stop following him because he had to go home the same way, so he just tried to walk away and didn't respond to his tall man's words all the way until he reached his house.

"I heard that we went to the game store."

“Oh, I heard that too. And where do you think he will go next?”

“…Definitely.”

“And some days, in the middle of the night, at night Let's go back together. I don't know if I'm going home or not.”

"Ouch! What's so distorted? But aren't there enough bathrooms at school?"

“Wow! The bathroom too? Oh my god.”

The gossip in the cafeteria that normally Hoseok pretended not to hear, but today Hoseok didn't know if it existed or not. Because right now his mind was focused on the scene in front of the cafeteria.

One of the female instructors that Hoseok looked familiar to was carrying books of no more than 10 students. The book walked past the tall male teacher...Kim Namjoon, the female teacher who looked like she couldn't walk, was begging for Kim Namjoon to help her carry the book to her in the teacher's room.

Oh my! The book isn't thick at all. Pretending to carry

Textbook

About half a hundred books, that's enough for a female student in Hoseok's class to hold easily. Look and know that it's sloppy.

Even now, Hoseok and Namjoon haven't talked to each other because Hoseok is still annoyed at Namjoon about defaulting, but that doesn't mean he's not jealous. All fans, Wei. If you're not jealous of your boyfriend, where will you go to be jealous of the dugong?

“Oh, hey Hoseok, where are you going? We haven't even finished eating yet.” Jimin's voice screaming behind him didn't make Hoseok slow down in any way, his slender legs carrying him towards the female teacher in time before Namjoon takes the book from her hand.

“Teacher.” And of course, Hoseok's level was unmistakable. Even though the cafeteria was crowded,

skill

The agility he gained from dance practice also helped Hoseok break through with ease. “Are you going to take it to the teacher's room and put it away? I'll help you.” Hoseok gave a sweet smile to the female teacher who was now a little embarrassed.

“It's okay. She's going to eat some more. I'll let Teacher Namjoon help me."

“No need to bother Teacher Namjoon. I'm done eating, and I'll help you.” Without saying a word, Hoseok reached over and took the book from the female teacher, more than halfway to make sure she wouldn't complain about not being able to hold it anymore.

Heh, if we want to seduce Hope's older brother Namjoon, we'll have to wait another ten years, teacher.

“Let's go, what floor is the teacher's room on?” A cute smile that was unexpected was sent out again.

"Uh.. 4th floor. Thank you."

Namjoon could only stare at the backs of the small student and the female teacher, suppressing a smile. How could he not know that Hoseok did it because he was possessive of him? This boy was becoming more and more attached to him. They hadn't reconciled yet, but Namjoon thought that Hoseok's actions were a good sign that they would definitely get back together.

namjoon :      

I know why you do that.

Namjoon reached for his phone and sent a message to his lover while they were eating lunch, but Hoseok still hadn't read it. He must have been busy helping the teacher with his books so Namjoon didn't bother to wait, but when it was time for class and Namjoon was walking back to his room because there was no teaching in this class, Hoseok responded to the message. return

Hoseokkie :   

What are you doing?

namjoon :      

No need to pretend like you don't know, you stubborn bastard.

I know you're jealous.

Hoseokkie :   

Why are you angry? Why are you jealous?

namjoon :      

Isn't that because the anger has gone away, so I'm jealous?

Hoseokkie :   

Just think about it yourself.

namjoon :      

Wow, my badminton match on Saturday with the local kids probably has to be cancelled. I'm angry here.

TT

Hoseokkie :   

What if it goes awry again? Hope really won't accept it. I'm going to sue Mom for slandering Namjoon.

namjoon :      

Hahahahaha

This time, I won't miss my appointment. It's exactly 1 p.m. and I'll come pick you up at your house.

Hoseokkie :   

Don't be late.

namjoon :      

Definitely not late!

So, are you secretly using your phone while studying?

Let's go study.

Hoseokkie :   

If I don't answer, I'm afraid people around here will die first.

namjoon :      

Not yet

Go study, you stubborn bastard! diligent at studying

Hoseokkie :   

Haha.

This conversation made Namjoon smile and shake his head a little at Jung Hoseok's cuteness. Just this made him feel comfortable that Hoseok wasn't mad at him anymore. That kid was just a bit stubborn and a little too brash, that's all.

And as expected, Jung Hoseok has lost his anger at Kim Namjoon. Just when Namjoon went to wait to pick him up to go play badminton together in front of the house, the little kid ran out smiling happily without Namjoon saying anything...that's it. His form was great, but in the end he missed him to the point that he couldn't stand it too.

Namjoon thought that Namjoon was right in inviting him to go play badminton rather than doing anything else because there were few people on the badminton court and those who were there didn't pay attention to anyone except their pranks. myself After the badminton game, Hoseok invites Namjoon to eat at his house. Namjoon was hesitant at first but thought that if he was in the house then no one would see him so he agreed.

And the cook couldn't escape Jung Hoseok because, as we all know, if Namjoon were to do it, In addition to not being able to eat, it is likely that many kitchen utensils will need to be replaced.

“What's the matter?” Namjoon asked as the two of them sat eating together when he saw that the small figure was holding his chopsticks strangely. Today Hoseok's father and mother were out of town on business. So this meal was just Hoseok and Namjoon.

“It's okay, hyung. Just keep eating.” Hoseok refused.

But the more Hoseok refused, the more Namjoon thought there must be something wrong. The tall figure then stood up from his seat and walked over to hold Ryo's hand to see for himself without asking Hoseok a single word, causing Hoseok to be caught off guard.

“It's nothing. Hit until your hand blistered." Namjoon finished speaking and went to pick up the first aid box to dress the wound without hesitation because he was already familiar with Hoseok's house. "I told you to handle the racket well. Flip the crossbow well. If you don't hold it well, it rubs against your hand and your hand swells like this.”

“I know, I'm so complaining. Are you a boyfriend or a father?”

"..." Namjoon was silent for a while before he could answer because the word "girlfriend" poked something in Namjoon's heart, "It's because people are worried.."

“…” Hoseok secretly smiled a little happily. Some people like it when older people show concern for themselves like this. It makes their hearts feel warm.

“It's finished.”

The two continued eating, but Hoseok felt that this meal was strange for no reason. But when I think about it, Hoseok is normal… Namjoon looked normal…not fighting anymore. There is nothing that is holding back from each other... But why was this meal unusually quiet? I don't know why… even though just moments ago he was truly happy, why did Hoseok have a bad premonition like this?

“I'll go wash the dishes first.”

“No need to, my hand hurts, right? I'll wash it myself."

When Hoseok was banned like that, he just sat and waited at the dining table. His almond-shaped eyes looked at his lover's broad back. Normally, Namjoon wouldn't invite him to talk like this, right? Why is it so quiet? Hoseok hates this atmosphere the most.

“Namjoon, is something wrong? What do you look like you're thinking about?" Someone asked.

“…”Namjoon didn't want to lie about nothing. But he still wasn't sure if he should tell him what he was thinking but at that moment…silence was Hoseok's answer.

“Can you tell Hope what you're thinking? Are you stressed about something?”

“Hoseok…” The tall man hesitated. The faucet was left open as Namjoon was washing the last dish. Now it's stopped.

“Huh?”

“Should we… be apart for a while?”

“…Huh?” Some people couldn't believe their ears.

“You haven't stopped loving me. But…for both of us,” Namjoon tried to explain calmly even though his heart was pounding like the other person. “The rumors are starting to gather more and more. Plus there's a lot of exaggeration, Hope should know."

“Why…but…” a sweet voice stammered, clear water starting to well up at the corners of your eyes.

“Why not, Hope? Well, it's already been like this and it's not something that people can accept, right?” Namjoon tried not to look back at the little man's face as he spoke because he knew that if he saw the tears of his lover, He may be soft-hearted. “Then it's time. We will meet again soon.”

At the end of that deep voice, Namjoon placed the dishes that had already been washed in their place. Taking off his gloves, he walked out of Hoseok's house without even saying goodbye, not even caring about the cries of his lover shouting behind him.

Hoseok sat down on the sofa, burying his beautiful face in the palms of his hands, warm tears flowing continuously. He didn't understand… he didn't understand at all even though everything had been good all along, why the crazy myth that said that teachers and Students who love each other can't destroy their relationship...why can Namjoon let it destroy us?

Even though Namjoon didn't ask to end the relationship, for Hoseok who had always been a tall figure in his life... As for Hoseok who is already addicted to Kim Namjoon...it's just... 'Be apart for a while' is like not having Namjoon for a lifetime and then 'for a while' which probably feels like a century because it was only a few minutes that Namjoon had just walked out of the house... Get out of his life… It still feels like it's been a long day.

Hoseok is both sad and disappointed. Both angry and angry that Namjoon didn't seem to see his own importance as before, so he asked to separate, angry at himself for not being able to hold his lover back. Angry at those bad rumors that created a rift in his love. Angry at the crazy morality there that separated us from each other even though it was just the thing of one person. Maybe some group had established why those people that Hoseok had never even seen or known would make Hoseok cry like this…

And as Kim Namjoon said, Namjoon didn't come to see him. Not coming to talk to him at all, it can be said that not even a single message was sent…Kim Namjoon completely disappeared from Hoseok's life, even though he couldn't accept it. But life must go on. Since Namjoon wanted to disappear like this, he didn't even reply to Hoseok's message. Hoseok needed to continue living his life without Namjoon.

Some of him showed himself to be strong when he was at school. Even walking across the street with Kim Namjoon, he still wouldn't look at him. But when he got home, he didn't need to be strong for anyone to see. Hoseok's tears only flowed from his stumps. Only in your own bedroom... The pillows that are used to sleep on are sometimes beaten or punched by their owners in order to vent their unexpressed frustrations and anger towards the world.

To vent doubts about your own fate And finally…that pillow will be embraced to express his feelings for someone that Hoseok can't hug right now…

But Kim Namjoon was right about one thing: Hoseok's rumors were spreading so fast and exaggerated that there were definitely people who couldn't accept what they were hearing. And it ended in bullying...

Lately, Hoseok's desk has been scrawled with curse words with a correction pen that Hoseok has to take out in the morning, but luckily he has his friend Park Jimin to help out. Hoseok left his bag in the room and someone put some sweets that ants had picked up in the bag. Sometimes he would lighten it up a bit by pouring water or sweet syrup on the table. It's difficult for Hoseok to have to come clean.

Hoseok doesn't know who did it. The truth is that there are people who don't like him because there's too much news that he can't hold anyone's hand and smell it, so there's nothing he can do except let it go. Hoseok's story Both rumors and stories of bullying were talked about every day by my classmates. At first Hoseok was angry but as the months passed he started to get used to it.

Because a feeling of disappointment has taken its place... Feeling hurt that Hoseok was hit like this, but there wasn't even a message from Namjoon to ask questions or give him encouragement...

On Kim Namjoon's side, he had wanted to approach Hoseok many times. But he restrained himself and told himself that he was doing it for Hoseok, for both of us. Messages were typed but ended up being deleted many times, even though chat conversations were never seen. But Namjoon was afraid that it would come as evidence later and it would also make him soft-hearted. So he gave up.

The tall man could only secretly watch the small man from afar. Namjoon had secretly watched Hoseok prepare for a presentation with his friends. Secretly peeking while eating lunch or even secretly watching Hoseok practice dancing with the club, he's still tall. That makes him tall and sees Jung Hoseok in a different light. Even if it's a far corner

(Normally Hoseok would be the one to tell you how he did things, but this time Namjoon got to see it himself from a viewer's perspective.) Namjoon thought Hoseok was very charming when he was intent on doing something and He quickly began to understand the cuteness that the people who came to flirt with Hoseok were experiencing now. And of course, about Hoseok being bullied… Namjoon knows too.

Even though he secretly felt sorry for and was angry at the person who had done this in his heart, he couldn't do much. If he interferes too much, it will be even more noticeable because the reason Hoseok has to be treated like this is because the two of them are dating, aside from waiting to inform the teacher (who can't hold anyone's hand and sniff like usual) Namjoon couldn't do anything.

'Be patient a little longer,' Namjoon could only tell his lover in his thoughts.

Time passed until there was less than 1 remaining. It was a month before the end of the semester and both Namjoon and Hoseok hadn't talked since the day Namjoon said those words. At first, Namjoon thought it was Hoseok who couldn't stand it and came to wait. Wowae asked him to return to the way he was before, but he didn't. Hoseok didn't do any of that, but it was Namjoon who brought himself to stand in front of someone's house on a Saturday morning like today.

He knew that it was a good thing that he had stopped everything like this and that the more space between them wouldn't put them in any more danger than before, but it seemed like he was more attached to Hoseok than he thought. He managed to bring himself to stand in front of the other party's house.

Namjoon wasn't sure what Hoseok was thinking or how much he would miss him. But Namjoon knew that he missed his little body a lot more than he expected… The tall figure just realized that the fact that he was the one who asked to temporarily end the relationship would make him this anxious. Every day the tall figure would keep thinking about him, worrying about whether Hoseok still loved him. He made Hoseok sad. Will Hoseok still wait for him like he did…

The tall figure stood in front of his lover's house for a while, not daring to ring the bell because he wasn't sure if he was qualified enough to go talk to Hoseok or not. But then his wait ended. When Hoseok appeared from behind the door

“Hoseok…” A deep voice softly called out the name of the person he missed.

“…” The little man could only stand there, stunned by surprise.

"Are you going to tutoring? Are you in a hurry? Let's go eat at your house first."

"It's better not to disturb your father and mother."

“My father and mother went to a seminar in another province. Today I'm alone." The tall man said, "Let's go eat with friends."

Even though Hoseok was still angry and sad, the little guy didn't know why he ended up at the dining table at Kim Namjoon's house even though he had already eaten breakfast...

“How are you?” It was Namjoon who asked while eating the food the tall man had called to order. Or maybe it's called 'While kicking out food' might be more accurate.

“As you can see,” Hoseok said. He wasn't sure how much Namjoon knew about him, but he wanted to give a vague answer because he really couldn't think of a good answer.

“We look…okay,” Namjoon answered in the middle at first, but later realized that he had been going through something very serious recently. How can I be okay? Thinking about it makes me want to punch myself in the mouth or two.

“Then you probably didn't see that yesterday when I was walking past the basketball court, someone I didn't know threw a basketball at my head.” Hoseok was still sitting with his head bowed, speaking calmly as usual, but his tall body could feel the sound starting to shake, even though he didn't know. Whether you're shaking because of anger or because of sadness,

“…” Namjoon was stunned. Not knowing how to react, he knew about Hoseok being teased. But he still didn't really know about yesterday's basketball. Namjoon's anger level started to skyrocket. Angry at the person who dared to bully his little person and angry at himself for not being able to protect his loved one. But you can, but you have to keep your feelings in check first.

“Hope isn't okay, hyung.” His voice that was initially just swaying was now clearly trembling. Hoseok's little hands clenched the material of his long white pants, searching for an outlet. “Uncomfortable, unhappy, Hope asked herself. I ask myself every day if I did something wrong. Hope asks myself every day what did I do wrong, what did I do wrong? Before going to bed, everyone has questions about why we can't be happy.

Why does that rule get in the middle of my love? Why do people only listen to what they want to hear when it's not the truth? I only have words for why."

That sweet, trembling voice gradually grew louder with every sentence the speaker uttered, and it became more and more heart-wrenching with every sentence. It was like that… because Namjoon didn't have answers to those questions either.

“We have been close since we were children because our houses are close to each other,” some of them continued, but now just words seemed not to be enough to release the pressure in their chests because tears were flowing as well. “I keep playing with Hope because I said I like kids. I keep teaching Hope her homework because I dream of being a teacher. Taking care of Hope when Mom and Dad aren't around because I told her I love Hope so much...

And we dated when I was in second year. At that time, Hope was in her last year of high school. We are lovers. Why doesn't anyone say it's wrong? Huh...our father and mother knew and didn't forbid it."

"Nong Hope" is an old story that was brought up and stabbed Namjoon's heart when the person who told it was Hoseok...who told it with tears.

“We've been together for 3 years and no one has ever said we did anything wrong but when you became a teacher at Hope School, Suddenly Hope's love was forbidden and everyone thought it was wrong. It is inappropriate. It's degrading and has become the butt of others. Huh…” The more he talked about the current truth, the more Hoseok felt hurt. “Please tell me why, why!

Why did our three years turn into bad people when I just became a teacher at Hope School and I didn't even know I'd be here! Do you see that crazy rule is more important than Hope?!!” A sweet voice shouted with tears flowing and that very well caused Namjoon's tears to flow.

Teacher Namjoon came after Hope's brother Namjoon again. What right did he have to take Hope's former boyfriend? vigorous.."

"Little Hope.. I'm sorry." The little guy said everything correctly. Namjoon was the one who allowed his temporary status like 'Teacher' to hurt Hoseok to this extent and because the rumors that came out couldn't be corrected because they would become... It was an admission that their relationship would be too risky, causing Namjoon to worry that big problems would arise and he didn't want Hoseok to face that problem, so he avoided it by dumping Hoseok without even asking. Words...by forgetting to care about the feelings of the person he loves makes everything become like this.

“Huh… And the last question that often comes into Hope's head is the only question that Hope can find the answer to. Why...huh.. Why did Hope allow herself to be like this until now?”

"The answer is because Hope still loves you like before. Huh.." A slender hand came up and wiped the tears from his face casually.

Hoseok took a deep breath to regain his composure and stood up to his full height. Some people realized that they couldn't stand being here any longer, so their slender legs turned around to step out of here, but they were unsuccessful because they were grabbed from behind by another person's strong arms.

“Don't,” Namjoon said, feeling sorry for his lover as he pressed his cheek against his lover's black head. “Don't go yet.”

"Huh.. You said we shouldn't do this, right?" But some people didn't escape.

“As a teacher, that's right,” Namjoon replied, “but now as a boyfriend. You're trying to protect our feelings.”

“Hope never cared what anyone thought. Huh..Hope, do you care if we can smile together every day? Just the little things that make us smile each day. Just simple things that can make us happy. But when I disappeared It disappeared along with you too. Huh... Hope just wants a normal, happy life back. Is that so wrong?

Everyone has the right to be happy, right? So why doesn't Hope have it? Why can't Hope have it?" The figure said, still allowing the tall figure to hug him from behind as before.

“Not at all.” The same spoiled child that Namjoon waited for, but the child is still the same child with the person he loves… just a child who wants a little happiness in his old life back. “Little Hope can be happy.”

“Huh.. Brother.” The figure turned back to his lover and rested his face on his strong chest.

“I'm sorry I did something by forgetting to care about our feelings. You should have a good talk with us when you really should have made things better. You should have paid more attention to our feelings." A large hand gently stroked the small man's head, giving him a warmth that the small body hadn't felt in a long time. He gave it back as if he wanted to make up for the time he had taken away. He knew it was his fault that day he was under fear and worry and thought that everything would end easily if he just wanted to end everything with it. Not at all.

This can be seen from the question on Hoseok's mind. “I love you, and I miss you very much. Thank you for your diligence. And I love you to this day.” Namjoon kissed the soft hair.

“Namjoon..” The figure raised his eyes to meet the taller person. “Can we go back to the way we were before…”

“…” But there is a problem that has always been troubling Namjoon. Now it still hasn't disappeared. The tall figure pulled away from the embrace and used his thumb to gently spread the tear marks on her clear cheeks. "Little Hope.."

“Can you?” Hoseok's pleading eyes nearly drove Namjoon crazy, so much so that he had to take a deep breath to regain his composure.

“Does Little Hope believe in love?” Namjoon answered with a question.

“Do you believe it?”

“I believe it.”

“Then we must believe that love is Even if you don't have to be close to each other. It can be sent to each other.” Namjoon, who is like still water, is trying to reflect the truth for Hoseok to understand, “We suffer because we long for each other. But did you know that if we change our longing to nostalgia and understand each other, it will make us happier?”

“…” Hoseok seems to still not understand what Namjoon is trying to convey. His small heart still wants everything to return to the way it was before. “If we miss But we are not together, how can we be happy?”

“Because we have hope,” Namjoon replied with a smile, using his large fingers to gently arrange the front strands of hair for the smaller man. “We are not giving up hope, we just need to wait for time.”

“Little Hope, what you're asking us to do is temporarily stop everything because if we continue to be the same, And if the evidence gets to the adult teachers, what Little Hope will face will be very severe. You may have a brace or suspend your studies altogether. It will ruin your history. As for you... you might get fired or your right to pursue a career might be cut off. Hope doesn't want everything to turn out like that, right?"

“No…no.” Some of them shook their heads in confusion. He wasn't sure if he could accept himself if he had to be given a disciplinary hearing or suspended from school, but some of him definitely couldn't accept it if Namjoon were to be expelled or become a... You can't be a teacher forever...because it's a tall person's dream.

“Because of that So we need to be apart first." The deep voice that was as calm as cold water continued. "As for our question, I'm not sure why everything had to turn out like this in the end, but Little Hope knows. Do you… Sometimes we are so busy looking for reasons that we forget to take care of the results.

Since the results are like this right now and we can't solve the suspicious cause, shouldn't we pay attention to what's currently happening?”

“…” The little man lowered his eyes as if thinking about what the tall figure said.

“For now we are separated because of rules we don't understand and since humans only listen to what they want to hear. Accept only what the majority of society accepts. Think about it. If we agree to follow the rules for a while If we only show what he will accept for just a moment. We will get through it. Because we won't live with this problem forever, Hope will graduate soon.

And at that time, we will still be able to return to the way we were before.” Namjoon raised his chin to let his almond-shaped eyes meet his own, a warm smile spread to the person he loved with all his heart. “My Little Hope is already good at this, she can do it very easily, is that true?”

“Um… Um.” Even though his eyes still flashed with uncertainty, Hoseok promised because he believed in Namjoon, who believed in both of us, that we would get through this together.

That night, Hoseok was in his pajamas, listening to music, rolling around in his bed. The conclusion from talking with Namjoon that morning was that of course, in public the two could not reveal their relationship status and the chat. Or calling and talking to each other is quite risky, becoming an important piece of evidence if caught, so Namjoon said that if he wanted to talk,

The two would only go see each other at home. Because there were no one who was Hoseok's classmate or related to the school in this village, it was safe to just hang out with each other in the village.

Some of him thought about what he had talked with his lover today, Hoseok understood what Namjoon was trying to convey. I understand the tall figure's actions and accept them. But Hoseok realized that he was still clinging to those questions, even though he tried to ignore them because he knew that no one would be able to answer him if he thought about it, but sometimes he couldn't help but wonder.

And why don't people who know about him and Namjoon (even in the wrong way) suspect Hoseok's doubts? When love cannot be prevented...everyone knows that. Wrong love status can happen, but why doesn't anyone suspect it like Hoseok does?

Lying tossing and turning, the little man still couldn't find the answer for himself, but until a song was randomly given to Hoseok to listen to, causing Hoseok to sit up and listen to it again from the beginning. song

If you're close But you had to leave everything for me.

Where is the benefit? If love hurts itself

If you walk close to your body We accidentally fell down and got hurt together.

Just a little away Let love be the wind that passes between us

Allocate space in the middle to wait. So that you can pursue your dreams

After listening to the end of the song, Hoseok got the answer that because love and the person we love are more important than any doubts that come to weigh down the happiness that one has if one loves someone very much. Finding those answers is not important at all, it is the happiness of the people we love that is most important.

And now Hoseok has chosen to accept it unconditionally, no matter what Hoseok has to accept, whether it be a flawed rule of justice or a heartless one, only Hoseok can follow and Namjoon can. be happy Hoseok is happy now.

This is what Namjoon was trying to tell him to let go of. and change perspective And ask yourself what is most important right now. Just now we're happy...now Hoseok has experienced that kind of happiness...

But luck cannot always be on anyone's side...

[Hoseok] Hoseok answered the incoming call, confused when he saw that the person who called was Kim Namjoon. He also called during lunch break. The tall man said that he still doesn't let us talk on the phone. [Please come to Teacher Shin Dong Hee's room.]

After what the tall figure said, the call was cut off. Hoseok separated himself from his friends as Namjoon had told him. If I remember correctly, Teacher Shin Dong Hee is Kim Nam Joon's mentor... Damn it, please don't let it be like that. This was one of those times when some body wanted their premonition to be wrong.

“The teacher heard rumors about her and Namjoon.” But it wasn't like that. When Hoseok arrived in the room Teacher Donghee then made Kim Namjoon wait outside and started chatting with the students without hesitation, but strangely, he didn't have an aura of fear or aggression at all. “Can you tell the teacher? What is the real story like?”

“My teacher and I have never had anything more than those rumors.” A figure stood with his hands clasped in front of him and answered carefully, but the answer was true. The two of them had never gone beyond what they were. Live every day

“So you're telling me that you and Namjoon aren't dating like people say?”

“We are close. Because the houses happen to be close together.” Hoseok was still telling the truth even though he didn't answer or deny the chubby teacher's question. And he didn't try to say that he knew each other before.

“Then where does that rumor come from? Smoke doesn't come out if there's no fuel.” A kind mentor is probably really kind.

“Maybe it's just that people saw that the teacher and I were close. So I talked about it and some people might add color to the stories they told that would be fun to tell. For this matter, I don't know exactly where the root cause comes from." and Everything that Hoseok answered was still true. Hoseok really wasn't lying at all.

Just did not specify that the word What did 'close' mean? Plus, Hoseok didn't really know where the origin of the rumor came from.

“Then how do you explain the matter of people seeing you and your teacher going out together in the evening?”

“Oh, it must have been the day I was at school, sitting and doing homework with my friends until the sky was almost dark. I met Teacher Namjoon so we just went back together. Like I said, our houses are close to each other.” If you ask about the day we went to eat at the hotel together, it would be difficult to answer, so let's just talk about the day we walked back together, teacher.

“And about the bathroom…”

“What happened in the bathroom?” Hoseok asked because Dong-hee had left off.

“Don't you know?” The teacher was surprised that Hoseok didn't know this. “Students said that the two of you had… had sex… in the school bathroom.”

“Suddenly! Hahaha.” Hoseok let out a laugh. He wasn't being dramatic. But some people are really amused that a story that never had any cause has become such a big news story. Just walking past each other when Hoseok went to the bathroom and never did it, would I be crazy? “This has never happened. Just walking around the school and meeting each other, we hardly even looked at each other, so how could I do that?”

“Sigh.. then that's good.” The teacher sighed, “Namjoon, he rejected it just like you.”

"yes?"

“It was about the bathroom. And about walking together at night, he said that he walked because he saw the sky was dark and having an adult go home with him was better than letting the child walk alone.” The teacher explained that before Hoseok could come, he I called Namjoon to ask first. Then he called Kim Namjoon back into the room.

Hoseok let out a small sigh of relief that for the events that Teacher Dong Hee had mentioned, they had given the same answer. As for Hoseok's other answer, it was probably because Hoseok gave a broad answer, so it was comprehensive. Namjoon's answer

“The teacher doesn't trust you 100% yet.” Teacher Dong Hee began speaking frankly again. “But because their answers are the same. It is very possible that they are telling the truth but that is it. Because they were close, there were rumors about them, which means that in the past, they didn't behave properly. From now on, the two of you need to act more appropriately.

Be aware of what you should and shouldn't…” The chubby teacher began a medium-length lecture…at least not to the point of making their ears numb and ended by asking the two of them, “…Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Namjoon and Hoseok answered in unison.

“As for you… Hoseok.” And before letting the two go, the chubby teacher turned to speak to the student. “As for the matter of being bullied, the teacher must apologize for not being able to find the culprit.”

"It's okay. I understand."

“Regardless of whether the rumors are true or not, they have no right to treat her like this. And you too Even though he did this to her and so on. You have no right to retaliate… otherwise you are no different from those people.”

"yes"

“The teacher came to warn me. Because I don't want her to have any problems. Right now her problems are enough. Plus it's almost exam time."

“Yes, don't worry. I definitely won't do that,” Hoseok replied, giving him a small smile to confirm to the teacher that he understood what the chubby teacher was trying to convey.

“Hearing this makes me feel a little relieved. All right, let's go. Break time is almost over.”

But if the matter had begun to reach the ears of the teachers, how would it not reach the ears of the director…

It was his last week of school and Kim Namjoon and his mentor were called in to see the director to investigate the scandal that was spreading around.

The director questioned him in detail, but Kim Namjoon could only give a broad answer first. But whenever he was attacked, Teacher Shin Dong Hee always helped to say no and give compelling reasons to the highest authority, such as going home together in the evening. Teacher Dong Hee even said that if it were him, he would do the same thing because it would be safer than letting the child return alone.

“I have never seen Kim Namjoon behave badly as rumored and I think that the director should not use what he has heard to judge a person as guilty without any evidence. Firm enough.” Kim Namjoon began to wonder why his mentor helped him so much even though before he had said that he didn't trust his words 100%.

But the tall figure was anxious to find an answer. Just Ajarn Dong Hee helping like this is such a blessing.

“Sigh…” The middle-aged director sighed, “But you can't make me do anything. I'm sorry, Kim Namjoon, but I have to decide……..”

The last day of final exams is not a very pleasant day for high school students. Because after this exam, the university entrance exam is still waiting, which can be said to be very close. But even so, classmates who should be stressed about their future are instead gathering together to talk and look at each other. at Hoseok with a strange look

At first, Hoseok thought it was probably his own imagination, but later he started to be sure. Because some people don't act like they're hiding it so they don't know that they're gossiping.

“Didn't your husband bring it with you today?” Lee Ji Eun, Hoseok's eternal enemy, didn't fail to chime in as they walked past each other. "Oh, I forgot. I can't carry it here. Well, the teacher has been fired."

“…” Ji-eun finished dropping the bomb and walked over to her friend, laughing. Only Hoseok was left standing there with his mouth wide open before Jimin nudged him to his senses. Hoseok was able to return to his normal self and keep his worries in his heart.

Aside from this, Hoseok and Namjoon haven't been in contact with each other, and they haven't even seen each other at all. Because Hoseok had to study hard for the exam. Even after the final exams, Namjoon was busy with his reports. Hoseok still had to study for the university entrance exam, so Hoseok didn't have time to meet Kim Namjoon. The truth is that there isn't much time to sleep yet.

It wasn't until the exams were over that Hoseok went to Namjoon's house to talk about things he'd been worrying about for weeks…things Ji-eun said, but no matter how many times he rang the doorbell, no one came out.

"If I'm not at home, should I call?" A clear voice thought to himself. "Call. Then we don't have to hide anything from anyone."

His small hand didn't waste time typing in a contact, instead he dialed in his lover's phone number familiarly and immediately dialed, but when he heard Namjoon's voice, Some people change their minds...

[Hi, Little Hope, I'm thinking about you.] No...big things like this shouldn't be talked about over the phone. The small figure could only curse himself in his heart, but it was too late as the other party had already answered the phone.

“Ah…” Hoseok tried to think as quickly as possible what to say, “Not at home?”

[Oh, today I went out with my parents. Are you coming to see me at home? Is there something wrong?]

"Uh... I'm going to... invite you out. I want to go on a trip." Whatever I thought of right now, I said it first.

[Um, okay, where do you want to go?]

“I want to go…” This time it's difficult, Hoseok. I just want to talk to you this time. Where should I answer? I'll tell you to walk to the mall. Or go find something to sit and eat, it doesn't seem very suitable for talking. You want a quiet place, not a lot of people. If it's good, there's a place to sit.

[Where do you want to go?] The deep voice asked again.

"oh! I want to go to the art gallery. I'm going to invite you to take a walk and take photos.” Suddenly, this place popped up in my head. Which should be enough.

[Oh, come on, tomorrow?]

"yes"

[Okay, see you then. I'll meet you at my house.]

Hoseok tried to find the right moment, but he found it when he came down to the basement, where the space was smaller and there were only a few pieces of art on display, plus it was a weekday. There was no one there. This was the moment Hoseok needed!

“Brother,” the tall figure turned to look at the voice, his clear eyes that he liked were now filled with tears. "Did you just get kicked out and not think about telling us?"

“Hmm, who said?”

“Jieun…” Round eyes looked at the taller man. As the tears that had been welling up began to flow little by little, he looked down at his feet, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry that it had to be like this. Huh.. even though it was really my dream."

“What are you talking about? I didn't get fired. The director knows as much as Teacher Dong Hee knows.” The taller man looked at the smaller man in bewilderment. But when he heard the name of the news source, he remembered that his girlfriend and Ji-eun didn't get along well, so it was highly likely that Hoseok had been deceived.

“Hm…Hm?” The figure turned his eyes back to look at the taller person again.

“The thing that has disappeared lately is that the director didn't let me teach and only came on exam days. And then I have to do another semester of repair training and that's it. But I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to think too much. I'm sorry." His hand came up to wipe away the tears from her pretty face as he spoke.

“Oh, huh…”

“Um,” Namjoon smiles to let Hoseok know that he really is okay.

“But even so,” his slender hand came up to wipe away his own tears again, “if the director knew as much as Teacher Dong Hee knew, how could he order him to go and do repair training? There is no evidence.”

“Because you're actually a teacher, but how could you allow yourself to spread rumors that are damaging to your students? It's not good for teachers to have rumors like this. So I have to repair it. The director won't do anything at all. Is that right?"

“This makes Namjoon hyung finish another year late. I'm sorry.” The lips of his mouth turned down again.

“Don't make that face. It's only been a year and I've seen nothing wrong with it.” Both hands pinched the round cheeks of the smaller lover to make it look like a smile. “Plus, Hoseok, it's over and we can go back to normal now. ”

“Oh, don't pinch it.” The figure shook his head away from the large hand. “But is it true that we can go back to the way we used to be?”

“Well, just let the teachers or the director know,” a deep voice answered.

“Yay!” Someone immediately hugged the tall person. His slender arms wrapped around his waist with longing for him, burying his face on his lover's shoulder.

Namjoon hugged him back and rubbed Hoseok's head slowly and gently as he had missed the other person for a long time. His thick lips pressed a kiss to the soft hair, Hoseok's unique soft scent reaching his nose. It was a scent that made him sleep. Mujun felt comfortable and relaxed.

“Oh, here.” After a while, Namjoon pushed Hoseok away from him a little, his large hand reaching into one of his pants pockets. “I prepared it for a long time, but I just couldn't find the right moment. So it's now.”

Two simple silver rings were pulled out. When Hoseok saw them, he could only gasp. Namjoon couldn't help but feel fondness when he saw the look on his face. Namjoon slowly slipped the smaller ring onto the other's left ring finger. The cool touch of the metal told Hoseok that he wasn't dreaming.

“Let me make a reservation first,” Namjoon said playfully, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, “Put some on for me.”

Hoseok could only nod quickly and take the other ring and put it on the same finger as Kim Namjoon's, tears that had dried up again. And more than the first time too. causing Namjoon to embrace his lover

“Huh.. Thank you Namjoon hyung. Thank you very much.” Hoseok realized today that he could never find anyone better than Namjoon to come into his life. This person is the person he You can leave your life with me. The kind-hearted Kim Namjoon Always be calm and forgiving. That makes Hoseok want to be with Namjoon for a long time to repay everything Namjoon has given him and wants to give Namjoon the same as the other gave him.

“Promise.. Little Hope will be with Namjoon forever. I will love Namjoon forever.” The voice was muffled because the person speaking was hiding his face in the other person's broad shoulder, making the listener unable to help but smile… and from now on, Kim Namjoon would probably be able to smile like this for a long time to come. …

the end

It's complete. Wow, it's been so long. Anyway, thank you to everyone who's followed. I mean, this fic is very loud. It's like this fic is for myself. Haha. It might be a bit boring or confusing, I apologize. _/|_

Please explain the name of the game.

Das Geheimnis (

Das Geheimnis (German) means secret.

-If there are any mistakes, I apologize here-