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TEACH YOU

ANDUP x VERNON

AUTHOR :: Jmnia

SMTM4 FICTION :: TEACH YOU | ANDUP | VERNON

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Andup - Teach You

He's just an idol. And I just hate him...

The issue of idols participating in the rapper's competition was just as bad as the editing of the show. The young man immediately became displeased when he heard the famous boy's reasons for participating in the competition. It's a young idol preparing to debut.

“I just thought it would be fun and if I came on the show it would really help promote my band,” the young man shrugged, not caring that his answer would offend the rappers. No matter how much other people do, he just answers truthfully.

Hey!

Andup cursed and rolled his eyes, tired of the simple reasoning of a child who didn't know how to think. He had no idea who this child was. As long as that arrogant demeanor and stubborn look annoyed him, he certainly couldn't let the child born just yesterday act arrogantly for long.

“I want to know how many waters it can take,” Andup smiles at the corner of his mouth, staring at the screen showing a picture of a young boy who starts rapping with bad lyrics.

“What the fuck is wrong with him? When you see a little kid, you quickly point out the target.” Mino jabs his elbow, teasing his friend who is sitting with his brow furrowed and staring, not looking away.

That kid must have been doomed for accidentally stepping on Andup's tail. And even though he was an idol, there were two additional charges. Mino himself still couldn't imagine that a young man with a prettier human face could live. How can you survive the next round?

            Vernon 

              pass !!

As soon as the time ran out, the lights from San E's team were still on, showing the words,

Pass

To the bewilderment of many rappers, Andup smiled like he was watching a kindergartener's comedy show. He wanted to laugh but he couldn't help himself.

Many questions about how Vernon managed to get past his substandard potential still linger in his unprocessed mind.

“His pretty face may not have worked for me, but I think Mom. It's effective at teasing the referee." Andup moved to sit up, his back to the edge of the line still focused on the small figure of the young man who had just walked out with a necklace hanging from his neck. It made him quite irritated.

“Makes me confused, my little brother might have something that a short-sighted person like you can't see,” Mino retorted. He had never seen Andup hate someone this much before, assuming Vernon was just a person. Idols probably aren't the reason at all.

“I really want to try his brother's stuff.”

"No, no, don't mess with that kid. Even with your evil face, I'm even afraid of you, let alone his little brother."

"I'm the one who'll crush it in my own hands."

Andup announced his reservation for Vernon and turned to stare at the young man sitting at the back with an expression of displeasure, even more so as he saw his face stern and his eyes full of pride. It began to make him want to teach him to be conscious.

Vernon is his victim, no one can touch him!

Throughout the audition, Andup couldn't concentrate on anything except staring at Vernon's pretty face. The audition ended without him knowing who his competitors were to be wary of or who he was. Is the rapper better than him? Inside my head there's just the same old question: How did Vernon make it through to the next round?

In the end, he had to return home with questions in his head. Andup chose to use the back door of the studio as his exit because he wanted to avoid the group of idol fans waiting to greet him in front. His frustration began to bother him more and more until he had to stop walking and reach for a cigarette in his pocket and hold it in his hand.

The narrow alley that led to the main road, he turned left and right to see that there was no one here. before picking up a lighter to protect his hand and lighting the tip of the cigarette

The cigarette was pulled away from the mouth. White smoke hung everywhere and Andrew decided to stand against the wall and pump nicotine into his lungs non-stop to calm himself down.

"Yes, I'm going."

A familiar voice sounded from behind him. He turned his eyes around a bit and saw a large piece of bait that had been placed in a tray. Andup smiled before blowing out smoke.

The accelerating pace indicates that he is in a hurry. The young man put his phone into his pocket and a pair of beautiful eyes met his for a moment before Vernon walked past him without a greeting or even a bow of his head in respect.

Too cocky!

“Wait,” a strong hand immediately grabbed the other's wrist and held it back. The smaller man stopped walking. Andup heard the sound of cursing and the child's displeased sighing.

"I have a showcase that I need to hurry up to, and I'm not free to argue with anyone." Vernon glared at him with the cocky look he often did, but this time it looked more annoyed than usual.

Do you think I'm the only one who's irritated?

“How did you make it to the next round?” This is the question that is still lingering in my head.

"If I had known, I would have been a referee, not having to show my face to come compete and have you scold me for fun. Just let me go." His eyes flicked to look at the wrist that was being held back.

Andup laughed in his throat as soon as he heard the answer. He didn't expect that he would hate this kid this much before.

“Huh! A face like yours probably flirted with him to the utmost, so he let it pass, hoping to save it for later.” Sarcasm came out of his mouth. The pressure on his wrist increased until his white skin began to turn red with the force of the squeeze.

“Your idea is lower than I thought.”

“What do you think?!”

Vernon smiled defiantly, not afraid of the sharp, stern stare that was staring at him. As I said in this matter, he was not at fault, but when the referee made a decision like that, it couldn't be helped. Anyone who wanted to say anything, did so. Vernon wasn't worried about that anyway.

"You're making me late again. The smell of the cigarettes you're smoking makes the smell linger on me. I don't want to go to a showcase with the smell of cigarettes on me. It's dirty!"

The word dirty caused Andup's patience to falter as a less than half-smoked cigarette was thrown on the ground. The tip of his foot crushed it until it was crushed. Andup threw his small body against the wall and squeezed his other hand on his throat without exerting much force.

"That's dirty. I'm giving you a chance to retract your words," a low voice spoke with grit. Andup tried not to play off the game, but Vernon seemed to be begging for death first.

“I just…” Vernon stared at him without any distress before continuing. “I'm telling the truth...the smell of cigarettes is dirty.”

“So if the cigarette in my mouth wouldn't be as dirty?”

Saying that, Andup pressed his body closer, pushing his small body against the wall, using his hand to push the tip of his chin up, before quickly pressing his lips down, hot lips crushing and kissing the soft petals with intense emotion.

Vernon was completely still, as if he had been frozen, his mind so empty that he didn't know what he should do.

A strong hand presses on the tip of the chin, pushing the full lips open before the tip of the moist tongue sends it in to lick and sweep the mouth cavity. The sweetness of the kiss completely drowned out the smell of cigarettes. Andap continued to kiss, sucking and pulling his small tongue inside.

Leaving his lips, he trailed a kiss to the corner of his mouth before nuzzling the tip of his nose and the white crook of his neck, his hot lips sucking and caressing the milky skin until it became red. Making the little man startled and regain his senses.

Too much!

Faster than his brain could control was the punch that accidentally hit the senior's mouth. Vernon gasped. Even though it wasn't violent, there were visible bruises.

"Oh, you played dirty with me first. As for the punches and kisses we exchanged just now!"

The young man hurriedly walked out of the area when he saw that the company van had pulled up right in front of the alley. Vernon picked up his pace, trying to ignore the sound of the dancing lanterns or even the heat. Your face and the warm touch of your neck.

Really crazy!

Andup whistled back to his studio. He threw his bag on the sofa and hurriedly turned on his computer.

"You're in a good mood. It means you've passed me. What happened to your mouth?" Altee asked as he popped noodles into his mouth. Andup only smiled at the corner of his mouth before shrugging his shoulders, avoiding answering his junior's question.

The computer screen was showing a live stream of the newly debuted idol group under the name SEVENTEEN. Sharp eyes immediately scanned for the target person. Among the children, only faces too pretty for a boy seemed to be attractive. His eyes are the most right now.

Vernon always looked striking and cocky in his eyes. Andup grinned as he accidentally caught sight of the faint mark on the young man's neck.

Maybe Vernon has something, but he sees things that others don't.

It makes me want to teach more than just kiss….

It's over...

Sorry for the roughness. and bow down to Hansol's mother I don't want to hurt my son's feelings any more than this.

This response is purely self-serving. I want to see Brother Dup, the brutal type, and Nong Sleep, a naughty child.

Do you want to continue teaching on the bed? Swing onto the bed like this.

Enough of the lust. This Friday, we're waiting for both of them to confess their love to each other, haha.

Thank you for reading, love :)