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Show & Tell
Genre: Teacher!Reader, Fluff
Pairing: Taehyung/Reader
Warnings: none
Synopsis: One of your students brings his famous (and cute) cousin for show and tell.
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"Come on, sachon hyung!" the voice of one of your students called out from down the hall. You recognized his voice as one of your youngest students, Kim Junseo.
"Teacher!" the boy called, walking through the classroom. Behind him, he dragged a guy probably around your age. You were caught off guard at his cheeky smile. "I brought my cousin for show and tell today! He's an idol!" The boy spoke quickly, hardly getting the words out right.
"Oh well, show and tell isn't until the end of the day, Junseo. I'm sure your cousin has other things to do until then."
"No!" the boy protested. "He promised to spend his whole day with me!"
"All right, Junseo, why don't sit down and get ready for class? I'll talk with your cousin."
The boy went to his seat and began to aimlessly color in his notebook. You couldn't help but think it was cute, the boy obviously looked up to his older cousin.
"Kim Taehyung," he said, holding out his hand.
You reached out and shook his hand politely. You had noticed that he looked vaguely familiar, but you were now certain that he was from BTS. Due to your busy university schedule and the stresses that came with your first year of teaching, you had only vaguely heard their name and music in the background.
"BTS?" you asked.
Taehyung perked up, a smile breaking out across his face. You to admit--he had a nice smile--you could see where Junseo got his infuriatingly adorable smile from.
"Are you part of Army?!"
"Army?"
His face fell.
"Our fans," he said. "That's what their called."
"Oh, no," you said. "Sorry, I've just seen you around."
He nodded.
"I did promise to spend the day with him," Taehyung said. "I don't want to disrupt class, of course. But I'm only in Daegu another day."
You thought over the situation. It was obvious Junseo didn't see his cousin much and idolized him. And having another set of adult hands to handle your classroom full of 5 and 6-year-olds was appealing.
"All right," you said. "You can stay until show and tell, but you'll have to help out."
"No problem."
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You'd left him alone with the kids for a few minutes to grab the next activity you'd accidentally left in the teacher's lounge. You'd left them all singing a simple song about counting you figured even the kid's could continue on their own.
However, when you walked back into the classroom, all of the children were back at their seat's laughing as Taehyung passed out candy, he'd apparently been hiding the whole time.
While candy was sometimes allowed in the classroom on special occasions, it would only hype up the children and cause them to be less focused on the activities.
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"I just wanted to make today as fun for him as possible," Taehyung said, when you pulled him aside.
"I understand that, but they won't focus on the lessons now," you said, crossing your arms over your chest.
"I'm sorry, Miss Y/N. I promise I'll keep out of the way."
"Wait," you said. An idea forming. "Why don't you teach a lesson? We sing and dance a lot. We could all write a song together."
After further expanding the idea, Taehyung agreed.
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"All right, class, this is Kim Taehyung and he's going to help us write a song."
The rest of the lesson went smoothly. Taehyung was actually great with children and seemed to love them just as much as you did. You smiled as the kids would sing and dance and pretend to be idols. He laughed and encouraged them. In the end, the class ended up creating a new song that helped teach them colors.
"We wrote it ourselves, Teacher!" one of your students said, beaming.
"I'm so proud of you!" you said.
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Junseo stood at the front of the class. Taehyung sat on a stool beside him and waved to the class as Junseo introduced him as his cousin.
"He's an idol and he's in this band BTS. They're really cool and they get to travel all over the world. I don't get to see Tae much, but I see him on magazines and stuff. I even got to go to the big arena and see him perform once. I want to be an idol when I grow up too, because I want people to come see me like that."
You were trying to hold back tears as the little boy talked about his cousin. It was sweet to know that he had a good role model in his life.
Taehyung, too, seemed slightly emotional, although he was holding it back. You noticed his watery eyes and he bit his lip a few times.
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"Thank you for letting me be in your classroom today," Taehyung said, Junseo held his hand beside him. "It means a lot that I could spend the day with Junseo."
"Of course," you said. "The kids had a great time and I think they actually learned something in the process." You laughed and found that you had actually enjoyed having him help you in the classroom.
"You know, I have one more day in Daegu before I have to leave and I'm going to be picking Junseo up from school tomorrow. Would you want to do something afterwards?"
"Something?" you asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Anything you want," he said.
"Like a date?"
"If that's what you want."
WOW
Summary: It’s been a long stressful week at work and when you get home you just want to get into something comfy. You just didn’t realise changing into your boyfriend’s jumper would turn him on so much.
Pairing: Taehyung x reader (female)
Genre: pure smut; pwp.
Warnings: male and female receiving oral; unprotected sex (It’s assumed they are in a serious relationship where this will have been discussed and alternative protection is being taken etc.); nipple play; fingering; Tae has a big dick; sex on the floor; basically, just pure filth with a splattering of fluff.
Word count: 5.3k
Authors Note: I don’t know where this came from, I was just listening to wow by Zara Larsson and then this happened… There is literally no plot to this and it is very indulgent. One point to note is that I’m British so pants are knickers etc. I hope you enjoy :)
Your skirt feels tight around your waist, your bra cutting into your sides, your hair feels like it’s pulling your face tight from being in a bun all day. Dumping your bag by the door you kick your shoes off before shuffling to your bedroom. It was the end of the work week and you just need to get out of your tight clothes, get some snacks and collapse on the sofa, preferably in that order.
You almost rip the clothes off your skin in your eagerness to be rid of them. You don’t even care that they lie in a crinkled mess on the floor, that was a problem for future you, one that you wouldn’t have to worry about until Monday was a more looming figure. Standing in just your Bridget Jones style granny pants, you look around the room. You know a rifle through your draw would bring out the usual comfy joggers, so instead you head to your boyfriends draws.
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