#well. the student teacher in my art class today *recognised* what I was drawing.

[parasolemn]

[Image description: In the first image, Harry Du Bois, looking at Gaston Martin's sandwich, fails the check to ask if he can have it. Rhetoric says, "A man so principled about his sandwich calls for a principled approach. Time to get political." Harry, seeing his options, asks, "These options seem awfully fascist or communist - what if I don't wanna say them?" In the second image, Rhetoric takes Harry by the shoulders and tells him, "Say one of these communist or fascist things, or fuck off." Harry appears shocked. In the background, Volition raises a finger and says, "um". End ID.]

skilltober 3!! please forgive the mistakes (see: the fucked up text in the first image) my hands are sooo shaky lately so I'm blaming that. hyperfocusing on one spot without taking into consideration the rest of the image is also my specialty. i figured out why the lighting was weird in the last one though at least!!!

more rhetorics + my cat who decided to jump up and run away with my eraser in her mouth as soon as I had everything ready to take the photo

#found my pencil btw so i could do a pre-sketch for this one #did NOT save it though. my hands... #disco elysium #parcark art tag #skilltober #skilltober03 #also you know how my psych teacher took my book yesterday to look at my encyclopedia and I shit my pants #well. the student teacher in my art class today *recognised* what I was drawing. #I will explode #for organisation -> #harry du bois #rhetoric #the skills #described

[sugawara-sweetheart]

Daichi, Suga, and Inuoka with a s/o who is a nude figure sketch model. But maybe they had been shy about it and the guys find out somehow. Thank you! :)

𝔰/𝔬 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔫𝔲𝔡𝔢 𝔣𝔦𝔤𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔨𝔢𝔱𝔠𝔥 𝔪𝔬𝔡𝔢𝔩 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰 | 𝔡𝔞𝔦𝔠𝔥𝔦, 𝔦𝔫𝔲𝔬𝔨𝔞 & 𝔰𝔲𝔤𝔞𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔞

🐥 anon i have to ask are you an artist because this is the 2nd art-related request you’ve sent me and as a niche artist it’s getting me excited

also inuoka is such a cutie but i couldn’t really remember him as i’ve only watched the anime like once a few weeks ago so i really hope i’ve portrayed him well

characters & s/o are aged up to 18+

warning: slight nsfw like dirty talk i guess? in public?? i’m sorry i had to with freaky sugawara

sawamura daichi

daichi and you had been together for several months now and everything was good

he was a good, caring boyfriend and was always so supportive and loving- you were truly happy

but daichi felt like there was something you were hiding. a few times a week you would disappear for a few hours in the evening. you didn’t answer messages, didn’t call and you refused to have dates on those specific days

he wasn’t suspicious- no, he fully trusted you but he couldn’t help but be intrigued about your missing time. why couldn’t you tell him where you were? you trusted him, didn’t you?

daichi decides the best thing to do would be to gently enquire about your whereabouts so as you’re cuddling one evening, his arm wrapped around you as you rest your head on his chest, you feel him tense

“daichi, you okay?”

he hummed in response, his fingertips stroking against your arm but they slowly stilled and you lifted your head as daichi began to sit up

“actually, y/n, i’ve been wanting to speak to you about something.” you felt your stomach tighten and the panic must’ve shown in your face because daichi quickly chuckled and cradled your cheeks, laughing as he smoothed the crease between your brows with his gentle thumbs. “don’t worry, it’s nothing bad- i think?”

you were quiet as you waited for him to continue, trying to calm the anxiety bubbling in you

“i was just wondering- do you have other...commitments? maybe specifically on a tuesday, thursday and saturday night?”

he watched your face carefully as he could see the conflict arising and feeling the guilt tighten his chest, he began to caress your hair. “don’t worry, you don’t have to tell me if it’s personal- but you know i’m always here for you through anything.”

you met his encouraging smile with a blush, shyly playing with the hem of your top

“i- uh- i work those nights. just some extra cash to get me through uni.” a pleasantly surprised smile spread across daichi’s face at the answer. why were you so hesitant to tell him that?

“aw, i see- that’s great, y/n.” he was so proud of how responsible you were to be working regularly throughout the university semester and still keep up your brilliant grades. “what do you do?”

you felt your face get hotter and you couldn’t meet your boyfriend’s eyes as you mumbled the answer into your hands. daichi frowned, leaning closer to you as he pulled your hands away from your reddened face. “i didn’t hear you- what was that?”

“i’m a...i’m a nude figure sketch model.” daichi blinked at you, his eyes rounded. and then he nodded, relaxing back against his pillow and pulling you to his chest

it was oddly silent and you couldn’t relax, trying to crane your head to glimpse his facial expression despite the fact he was already cuddling you again

“i see- is it a nice job? do they treat you well?” you nodded, almost giggling into his chest as you began to tell him all about your experiences modelling, feeling the embarrassment and shyness wash away.

you had been so nervous about what your boyfriend would say about your part-time job that you’d forgotten how mature and sensible he was- and most of all, how he adored you too much to not support you in anything you wanted to do

“hey, daichi,” you grinned as you felt your blush fade away. “how would you like to come to one of the classes and see me in action?”

now it was daichi’s turn to blush

inuoka sō

inuoka was proud of you- you were so hardworking and efficient

you attended full-time university with amazing grades, you tutored first years and inuoka, you were a server at a local diner on weekend afternoons and you even had some other job on sunday evening- not that inuoka could particularly remember for some reason but he just knew you worked very hard so he should be very proud of you

it was one evening after a long volleyball practise that inuoka collapsed onto the bench next to his teammate with a loud sigh. “i’m so tired.” he groaned before a wide grin stretched across his face. “but i get to stay at my s/o’s place today!”

as he began to ramble on about all your amazing qualities achoo, his teammate listened silently, quirking an eyebrow at this amazing person he couldn’t quite believe inuoka was with

“so what’s their name then?” the teammate finally asked and with a bright smile, inuoka pronounced your name carefully and loudly, causing his teammate to hum as he pressed a finger to his chin, deep in thought

“that sounds familiar- what’s their full name?”

“[first name] [last name].” inuoka replied, still beaming as he tied his shoelaces, not noticing the way his teammate had stilled and chuckled awkwardly

“oh- ah, i remember where i know them from.” inuoka looked up, still smiling widely as he waited for the response. he wasn’t the brightest but he was good at reading people, being an excellent middle blocker, and he could tell by his teammate’s mannerisms he was hesitant.

“where?”

“i think they’re one of the sketch models at the art workshop me and some other art students go to on sunday night. they’re a pretty big deal in the art department.” his teammate shyly rubbed at the back of his neck, anxious of the way inuoka had suddenly started beaming brighter

“a model?!” he gasped, his big eyes glazing. “of course- y/n is so pretty, of course they’re a model!”

“no-” he frowned at his teammate’s sudden interjection, watching his friend redden under the orange lights of the gymnasium. “they’re a- a nude sketch model.”

inuoka was silent, his smile still faint of his lips as the hushed whisper sunk into him. his teammate watched inuoka nervously as he got to his feet, swinging his towel over his shoulder and grinned. “alright! have a goodnight, senpai!”

when inuoka arrived at your dorm, he was so happy as usual to see you. he collapsed onto you, engulfing him in his tight hug as he kissed you deeply, making you laugh into his lips

“ew, you stink!”

“and you’re a nude figure sketch model!”

what?

you froze, immediately pushing inuoka off you

he was grinning at you, balancing on his knees at the end of your bed with his arms still outstretched for a hug, confused as to why you looked so horrified

“what- how- how did you find out?” your voice was a meek whisper and inuoka felt his heart sinking at how horrified you looked, his arms falling limply to his sides

“my teammate goes to the art workshop so he recognised your name- why do you look so hurt, baby?” inuoka reached out to hold your shoulder but you quickly dodged it, getting to your feet and beginning to pace the length of your room with anxiety. inuoka watched you with wide eyes, his heart thumping heavily as you saw how red your face was. “baby, why are you upset?”

you stopped pacing, hands twisting nervously as turned to him. inuoka could see the way your eyes had filled with worry and he could feel his mood falling every second longer he looked at you. had he upset you by mentioning your job? but why??

“aren’t you upset? or angry?” your voice was a whisper of fear and inuoka couldn’t bear it any longer. he pulled you into his lap and pressed a big sloppy kiss to your cheek, ignoring your squeal when he almost sucked your whole cheek into his mouth

“why would i be angry or upset? do you know how cool it is that my s/o is a model?! all the artists want to draw you- that’s so cool, y/n! you’re a- what do they call it- a- a muse!!”

his excitement made you smile and blush as you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a heavy, breathless kiss. when you broke apart, he rested his forehead against yours and grinned eagerly.

“so when can i come to one of these workshops and see that body of yours, y/n?”

sugawara kōshi

sugawara was an open-minded man with many interests. he played volleyball, he went to cooking classes, he went to piano lessons, he went to advanced astrophysics classes okay he went to one and now it was time to join an art class

rather easily he managed to find an art class for the following tuesday evening and what better way than to make this a date with you, his lovely s/o

“honey,” he beamed at you sat beside him on the sofa, your legs tangled with his as you read your book, the television mere background noise. “i found a new class for this tuesday- do you want to go with me?”

“this tuesday, darling? i’m sorry- i have work then.” sugawara pouted but he brushed it off, knowing it wasn’t too bad to go alone and you needed all the shifts you could get to support yourself through university

sugawara didn’t know exactly what you did for a job- you’d been working wherever you did before the two of you even began dating and it just hadn’t occurred to him to ask you. all he knew was that a few times a week at various times you were gone for about four hours and you got paid a decent amount. he assumed the job was something every uni student had, like serving or being a tutor

on tuesday, the two of you had left the apartment at the same time, wishing each other a good time at work/class with a sweet kiss before going your separate ways

sugawara was excited as he entered the art class. the smell of paint filled his nose as he greeted the teacher and mingled with a few of the attendees before taking a seat near the front

his knee bounced at the anticipation of his first art class- were they going to paint fruit? flowers? landscape- wait...a person??

sugawara watched as a person walked across the raised platform, their back to the class with a scarlet robe wrapped around them

“and again, to help up explore anatomy our trusted model is here tonight.” the teacher spoke, smiling at the person with an encouraging nod. “if you please, y/n.”

your name rang in sugawara’s ears and his breath hitched in his throat, almost choking as he saw you slip the robe off, revealing your beautiful body to the class as you laid down on the couch before you

no matter how many times sugawara saw yo ur body, you still looked so beautiful, lips tugged into a gentle smile and a relaxed look on you as the lighting shone onto all the perfect curves and crooks of your body- your beautiful body that made sugawara’s heart stop in his chest

then you froze. you tensed, your pose unnatural much to the teacher’s annoyance but you ignored their instructions as your eyes were locked with sugawara’s

he stared back at you, both your eyes wide and a deep blush began to creep up your body

“y/n!” the teacher finally snapped and you broke your eyes away from sugawara’s to face them. “i said can you please balance your head on your hand.”

swallowing hard, you did as they said but you couldn’t help but stare back at sugawara. the class had begun and he had began to sketch across his canvas, his eyes flickering to you every few seconds but you couldn’t relax

every inch of your body was burning with shame and your stomach was tight and nauseous with worry- how did you not figure out your boyfriend was attending this art class?! how was he so calm with his s/o naked in front of a bunch of strangers? why was he smiling- wait smiling??

you felt your cheeks burn further as you noticed the way sugawara’s lips were curled into a smirk, the way his cheeks were flushed and his eyes had darkened, the way he kept dragging his bottom lip between his teeth till it was red and swollen, almost begging for you to lick at it and get lost in sugawara’s sweet taste

the class seemed to drag for hours and finally you were allowed to pull the robe back on, rushing from the room as quickly as you could with your head bowed

you couldn’t help but take your time dressing again. your fingers trembled as you fumbled with your shirt buttons, the nausea growing overwhelming but eventually you had to leave, growing more and more nervous with every step till you were outside

the cool night air hit you, cold against your sweating skin and you swallowed the thick lump in your throat, backing up against the brick wall as sugawara approached you

“well, that was a surprise.” he laughed. you blushed harder and sugawara laughed more, ruffling your hair and suddenly leaning close to you, his hot breath tickling your cheek

“do you know how difficult it was for me hold back, to just not get up there and fuck you right in front of everyone, showing them how well you take my cock?” you gasped as he took your hand, pressing it right over his hardened crotch. “i don’t know how i did it when you looked so gorgeous up there, showing off your beautiful body to everyone.” his fingers suddenly clenched around your hair, drawing your head back and leaving your neck exposed for sugawara’s hot, wet tongue to slide against, drawing a needy whine from you

“i’m going to make sure you know who this beautiful body belongs to and once i’m done with you tonight, i’ll make you lie there and i’m going to draw every single detail about you.”

#freaky sugawara is back the only sugawara i accept #are my headcanons too long #haikyuu #hq #haikyuu headcanons #hq headcanons #sugawara #sugawara x reader #sugawara x y/n #sugawara headcanons #daichi #daichi x reader #daichi x y/n #daichi headcanons #inuoka #haikyuu inuoka #sō inuoka #inuoka x reader #inuoka x y/n #inuoka headcanons #hq sugawara #hq daichi #haikyuu daichi #haikyuu sugawara #anime #headcanon #requests #haikyuu requests #headcanon requests #have some holy water <3

[insfiringyou]

BTS - J-Hope and Nana’s three month anniversary

Contains: Fluff. Humour. Career Talk. Brief talk about having children.

Hoseok and Nana’s plans to go out to dinner to celebrate three months of dating are quickly dashed when she has to take care of a boy from her class whose grandmother has forgotten to pick him up. 

This is part of our headcanon universe and ongoing story-line between J-Hope and his girlfriend Nana. To find our more about our headcanon univese, original characters and ongoing storyline, follow the link here.

To read each member & their girlfriend’s headcanon universe fics in order, follow the links here: RM   /   Jin /   Suga /   J-Hope   /   Jimin   /   V   /   Jungkook 

& Our full masterlist can be found here

Content below cut

Nana was flushed with colour, her complexion positively glowing as she typed a response to Hoseok’s text. Seo-yeon, the 4th grade teacher, handed her a mug with a gentle expression and took the chair beside her.

“Ah, I know that smile. It reminds me of when my husband and I were dating.”

“Sorry…” Nana blushed, putting the phone down. “It’s our three month anniversary today. We’re going out later to celebrate.”

“Don’t you find it hard to go out together?” Her colleague asked, sympathetically. “Surely, you must get mobbed.”

Nana took a sip of tea, looking thoughtful. “He gets recognised sometimes. But so far people have been kind and don’t bother us much.”

The other woman smiled warmly. “That’s good. Well, congratulations anyway. Tell him that I said hi.”

“Thanks. I will.” She grinned.

The summer weather seemed far too good an opportunity to waste and Nana led her class outside to the school field during the last two hours of the afternoon to collect insects for their art class. Delighted to be allowed some freedom and enjoy the warm sunshine, the students scattered among the trees and flower beds which lined the field, busily collecting whatever insects they could find and ushering them into little jars. Some had already moved onto creating drawings of their finds and had begun to label the body parts, with others still rushing around to show their friends what they had caught. Nana watched them with a smile, using the free time to sit on the grass and mark her class’ text books from the morning, thinking it would at least free up her schedule after work and allow her to enjoy the evening with Hoseok without distractions. 

The sound of the school bell, bellowing from the open classroom windows two hours later took Nana by surprise and her stomach did a tiny somersault as she remembered its implication. Hoseok would be at dance practice for a few more hours, giving her time to change into something a little more flattering. The dress that his sister, Da-won, had sent to her as a gift was already ironed and de-tagged and, though the dusky pink was not her usual choice of colour, she had been delighted to receive it. 

It took the best part of ten minutes to gather up all of her students and lead them back into the classroom before their parents arrived. Those who had completed their sketches were tipping their finds back onto the grass, with others poking holes in the plastic lids of their containers to be completed as homework. One by one the children were greeted by their parents at the door and led away until soon, it was just her and one remaining student who was preoccupied with counting the number of spots on his ladybird. The noise of the corridors had now subsided, and Nana looked with a little concern at the large wall clock by the classroom door. It had been at least twenty minutes since the last parent had left, looking a little unhappily at the container their daughter carried which held a large spider.

Nana’s chest sank when she remembered that Kim Joo-won’s mother had left a message with reception that morning, informing them that his grandmother would be collecting him from school that day. Having met the older lady a couple of times, it was clear to her that in her old age she had become a little scatter brained and forgetful. Knowing that it would be pointless to wait any longer, she collected her things together and asked Joo-won to do the same.

“Come on, honey…” Nana beckoned for him to follow her. “I need to make a phone call.”

The receptionist looked up quizzically from her desk as Nana lead the boy into the office, their eyes meeting briefly in understanding. “I’m going to call his mother, do you have her number?” Nana asked.

The phone rang for a while before finally being picked up; the voice that met her sounded both exasperated and tired. “… I even left her a reminder on her fridge.” Tutted Ms Kim.

“When are you due back? ” Nana asked nervously, wondering whether she should mention that she had plans.

“I’m not in Seoul right now. It will take me at least three hours before I can get home.” She responded. Nana’s heart sank. “If you are able to, you could drop him off at his grandmother’s. She doesn’t live very far from the school.”

Nana agreed quickly, taking down all the details as well as writing his mother’s contact number as a precaution. To her relief, Joo-won was more than happy to leave with the teacher and chatted about the new games console that he had gotten for his birthday and how jealous his best friend was when he had opened the gift at his party the previous week. Her feeling of relief when they got to the little bungalow was quickly dashed when, after a few minutes of knocking and waiting, there was no answer. She tried the door handle and found it was locked, and there seemed to be no sign of anyone in the windows. An elderly neighbour, recognising the boy, told her that he had seen his grandmother not long ago in the town doing her weekly shopping. With a small sigh, she pulled out her phone and called his mother again, explaining the situation. Gratefully, Ms Kim accepted Nana’s offer that she would take him back to her apartment until she could get back to Seoul and Nana gave her the address with a deflated tone. The timing was less than fortunate, but unavoidable, and so she began to walk in the direction of the central library where she resided opposite. When they reached a busy road she held her hand out automatically for Joo-won to take as they reached the crosswalk. He shook his head vigorously.

“I’m seven now! I don’t need to hold hands.”

She smiled. “Okay. Do you want to push the button?”

He reached up and pushed it at once, waiting by her side with a slight frown on his brow which made him look incredibly serious. Nana smiled, following him as he told her it was safe to cross.

*

Clutching the colourful bunch of sunflowers in his hand, Hoseok reached for the doorbell of the second story apartment and stepped back as he listened to the playful chime echo through the building. He adjusted the collar on his thin windbreaker and peered through the frosted pane of stained glass which adorned the upper half of the door, waiting for the familiar tall and slender figure of his girlfriend to appear on the other side. He almost jumped when, a few seconds later, the door opened from the inside apparently by itself. He took a step back, slightly alarmed, when a moon-shaped face peered around the door frame. Hoseok realised at once why he had not seen the figure coming through the glass; he was only 3ft 8 and could be no older than seven or eight. 

“Who are you?” The boy asked, suspiciously eyeing up the stranger in the doorway.

“Woah. Did I get the wrong house?” Hoseok looked back in surprise, double checking the door number, despite recognising the leafy Yucca plant that dominated the small hallway.

A familiar voice rang out, musical yet with a firm undertone that he had not heard before. “Kim Joo-won! You shouldn’t answer the door to someone else’s home.” Hoseok smiled as Nana appeared from the living room, ushering the small boy away as she stepped towards the door. “Hoseok…I’m sorry, come in.” Flustered, she brushed her curly hair behind her ear, head turning back towards the living room doorway as he followed her inside.

“Wow…that was a surprise!” He mocked softy with a playful smile. “Were you going to tell me about your secret children or wait until we were married?”

She rolled her eyes, clearly exasperated. “It’s a bit of a long story but I’m waiting for his mother to pick him up…she’s on her way, I promise.” She murmured apologetically as Hoseok closed the door behind him. 

Nana met his gaze and couldn’t help but echo the soft smile on his lips. The baby blue shirt he was wearing beneath his jacket was open collared, tucked into a Chanel belt and white slacks. A bright pop of colour caught her attention and she realised he had brought her flowers. His eyes followed hers to his hand, only just remembering, and he smiled widely. 

“Happy three months!” he beamed, handing them to her. His gaze brought a crimson blush to her cheeks, and she delicately fingered the petals of the largest sunflower.

“You look great.” Nana purred, appraising him. She felt distinctly under-dressed in her favourite, but worn, patchwork dress and cardigan. Her eyes flickered to the door of her living room, where her new dress was suspended from a hanger. “I didn’t have time to change yet…I wanted it to be a surprise.”

Hoseok cocked his head at the sorry tone of her voice. “You look beautiful.” He said, honestly before tugging lightly at her lilac sleeve, the smell of lively citrus on his skin obvious as he pulled her in close. His thumbs skimmed her lightly protruding hip bones, wrinkling her dress and making her stomach flutter pleasantly. Almost dreamily their lips met, the taste of him warm despite the minty flavour of his toothpaste. A small but firm tap at her elbow brought her back to earth, her cheeks stained pink.

Joo-won was surveying Hoseok steadily with disdain, his ears slightly red as he thrusted an exercise book full of equations in front of his teacher. “I’m stuck.”

“O-oh, alright, let’s go take a look shall we?” Her voice was lighter and breathier than usual, a little unsteady from the kiss. She tucked a loose curl behind her ear and shot an embarrassed glance at her boyfriend, passing the bouquet back to him.

“Could you put these in a vase? I keep them under the sink. And don’t forget the plant food, they’ll last longer…”

Impatiently, Joo-won took Nana’s free hand, giving Hoseok a meaningful glare as they headed back to the kitchen table. “You know, you really have done a lot of homework tonight.” Nana’s eyes flickered guiltily to the note book which was filled with pencil markings. It felt unfair to make him do more work when he should be at home, playing with his toys. She reached into the little draw which was built into the edge of the wooden table and brought out an assortment of Crayolas and plain paper. “Why don’t you draw something? You could give it to your mom when she arrives.”

Joo-won blinked at her; he was a little boss-eyed, before nodding and scooping up the pile of colours in his hands. Nana sighed and trailed into the kitchen, watching as Hoseok poured tap water into a wide green vase, her eyes trailing a little over his covered backside with a smirk. 

“Did you know that one’s my favourite?” She questioned, smiling and nodding towards the vessel as he turned around. 

“No, but it’s mine.” He laughed softly, placing the flowers in the holder and spreading the stems artistically. “Green’s the best colour…” He finished, making her laugh as he took a step closer and placed his hand delicately on her waist. “Do you get paid extra for the babysitting service?” He smirked, lowering his voice so the boy in the other room would not hear. 

“His grandmother forgot to pick him up from school, and his mother’s off gallivanting somewhere, so he’s here for now.” She explained quickly, keeping her voice equally low. “At least he’s no bother.���

Hoseok smiled sweetly. “I think you’ve told me about his mom before…”

“Poor kid.” Nana sighed. “He’s sweet as pie but she doesn’t pay any attention to him.” As if in response to her own words, she glanced around the kitchen doorway, checking on him. “Are you alright in there Joo-won?”

He nodded, lifting up the piece of paper he was currently working on with a shy, gap-toothed smile to show her. Nana walked back into the living room, closely followed by Hoseok to take a closer look. 

“Oh, honey it’s…lovely.” She glanced at Hoseok who smirked in response. 

“Who is it supposed to be?” The older man asked, knowing the answer before it was said. 

Joo-won pointed to Nana. “Miss Lee.” 

“Oh?” Hoseok grinned, giving her a little playful nudge in response. “And what’s that on her head?” He pointed to the crazy array of cork-screw spirals which stuck out of the balloon-like face in all directions. 

Joo-won blinked. “Her hair.”

Hoseok let out an audible laugh to which Nana slapped the back of his hand playfully, making sure the young boy was looking away when doing so. He was pre-occupied in colouring in her purple cardigan to notice but quickly looked up once Nana disappeared back into the open doorway of the kitchen to pick up her vase. He lingered on Hoseok; his intense, cross-eyed stare strangely suspicious.

“Are you Miss Lee’s husband?” He asked after a moment’s examination. 

Hoseok hesitated before shaking his head. “No.”

“Good.” 

Hoseok bit the inside of his lip to keep from laughing as Nana returned with the flowers, clutching the wide-based vase by the bottom and holding it to her chest. The boy watched attentively as she circled him and carefully put the vase down in the centre of the table. 

“You’ll be good and won’t touch them will you?” Nana asked cautiously. 

Joo-won shook his head frantically. “No.” He confirmed. “But he might…” He pointed accusingly at Hoseok with his index finger, unable to hide his jealous scowl. It was too much and even Nana smirked as Hoseok let out a loud, cheerful laugh. She ushered him into the kitchen, checking the floral face of her watch anxiously as she pulled the door two. Joo-won watched them go before returning to his colouring without fuss. 

“I think he has a crush on you.” Hoseok teased. 

She shook her head halfheartedly. “They all do at that age, it’s nothing. Look…” She pointed to her watch. “We’ve missed the reservation. I’m so sorry…I know how hard it was for you to get the booking sorted.”

He reached for a stray curl and brushed it delicately away from her flushed cheek. “Don’t worry, we can have something here. I’ll cook for us.” 

She looked anxiously at the door, though she couldn’t see the boy clearly through the frosted glass. “I hope he’s okay. It must be upsetting for him…”

Her boyfriend looked at her softly. “You’re so good with them. They all seem to love you.”

She smiled in return, but it was laced with sadness. “They do now. In a couple of years they’ll be going to middle school and high school and then it’ll be hard for them. The education system is so tough on them these days.” She sighed heavily. “I just worry about them so much.”

He brushed her cheek softly with the back of his index finger. “They’ll be fine, you’ve given them a good start in life.” Moving closer, he pressed his lips, almost chastely, against hers. “You’re such an amazing person Nana. And I’m so lucky…”

The sound of the doorbell ringing made them break apart quickly. 

“That’ll be his mom…” She murmured, stepping into the living room. Joo-won, sensing this was his cue, slid off the high-backed wooden chair reluctantly, clutching the piece of paper to his chest before holding it out. 

“This is for you.” He handed it to Nana who took it with a small smile. He had added the bunch of sunflowers in the vase to the composition, the drawn figure holding them in her outstretched hand. 

“Thank you Joo-won.” She replied, a genuine blush rising to her cheeks. “This is lovely. Hoseok, can you find space for it on the fridge? There should be some spare magnets in a basket on top…” She handed the paper to her boyfriend before following the small boy into the hallway. “You’ve been such a good boy tonight. I hope you’ll be good for your mom now.” 

Opening the door, she encountered the familiar figure of Ms Kim who was often found chatting to the other mothers at the school gates in the mornings and evenings; her sandy blonde dyed hair and visible dandelion-clock tattoo on her upper thigh standing out among the other women. Nana observed the latter was covered today by a pair of jeans. 

“Hello Ms Kim.” Nana smiled graciously, opening the door wide enough for the small boy beside her to step out. 

“Thank you so much for looking after him Miss Lee.” She apologised, running her hands anxiously through her hair. “I would have never left town for the day if I thought, for one second, my mom would forget to pick him up.” 

While Nana usually found this woman difficult to get along with with it came to matters involving her son, particularly when accompanied by the other moms at the school gate, now she was on her own she seemed, for perhaps the first time, strangely vulnerable and remarkably human. She knew the boy’s older sister, Chung-ae, was in her colleague Seo-yeon’s class and that the older woman also dreaded parent’s evening with Ms Kim. Nana vaguely wondered what her back story was and whether the boy’s father was still in the picture. 

“It’s not a problem, these things happen.” Nana smiled understandingly. “Joo-won’s been as good as gold. Haven’t you?” She turned to the small boy who frowned dramatically. 

“Miss Lee has a man in the house.” Joo-won said, stepping out to join his mom. 

Nana blushed scarlet. “My brother.” She blurted out before she had time to think. Nana knew any gossip regarding her, or any of the other teachers’ private lives would soon be spread around the parents at the school gates. Alone and vulnerable or not, Ms Kim was top dog when it came to the school’s hierarchy of gossiping moms. 

“He’s ugly.” Joo-won complained and even Ms Lee looked horrified. 

“Joo-won!” She scolded. “You take that back and apologise to your teacher!” 

Joo-won looked up at the younger woman guiltily. “Sorry.” He murmured timidly. 

Nana tried to hide her smile, knowing that Hoseok would be in hysterics when she told him about this later. “That’s okay Joo-won.” She said kindly before turning to Ms Kim. “He’s already done his homework for tonight so there’s no need to worry about that. Get home safe.”

Ms Kim gave a weak smile, though her cheeks were still stained. “Thanks again.” She turned to her son. “Come on Joo-won.”

Nana waited for them to turn away before she began to close the door. She could feel Hoseok’s presence as he came into the hall, hovering by the living room door and, just before the door latched, she heard the small boy say: “I wish Miss Lee was my mom.” 

She quickly locked the door with second-hand embarrassment before turning to her boyfriend. “Well that was fun.” She grinned timidly. 

Hoseok moved forward, pressing his body against hers. “You should open up an after school club.” He joked.

Nana rolled her eyes. “I love kids but, at the moment, six hours a day with them is enough for me.” 

Hoseok grinned, moving his hands to her slender hips and holding her still against him. “I don’t blame you.” Unable to help himself, his hands started to roam gently to her waist and stomach; thumbs brushing her sides subconsciously. “Maybe one day…”

She nodded in agreement. “One day.”

He pressed a kiss to her forehead and, feeling himself getting carried away, snapped his hands away from her body. “Do you know a vegetarian recipe which involves pasta and a lot of celery?” He asked. “I saw a lot of both when I was looking for the vase earlier…”

She grinned in reply. “I know several.” 

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[demetxri]

Denmark/Nyo!Netherlands, modern jobs AU - Mr. Østergaard teaches literature, yet he finds himself in art class with a very interesting model. | approximately 2790 words, rating T | Written for @neddenweek 2019, prompt was ‘work/jobs’ | Also available on Ao3

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Maartje van der Velden = nyo!Netherlands Mathias Østergaard = Denmark

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ii. work/jobs

When Mathias arrives at school, the first thing he does besides getting himself a cup of coffee is check his schedule. One of the pros of teaching is that his schedule is usually the same each week and he knows what to expect, but one of its cons is that because his schedule isn’t filled to the brim with classes, he sometimes has to pick up classes of his ill colleagues. The school has a policy of not unnecessarily cancelling classes and today just happens to be one of the days he has to stand in for the usual art teacher in his usually free morning.

Sighing to himself, he’s quick to down his coffee in one go despite its scalding heat. The Dane pops a piece of gum in his mouth, the taste of mint teasing his taste buds. He’s well aware of the fact that his students don’t like the scent of coffee early in the morning and frankly, he doesn’t like coffee breath either. Mathias gathers his things and leaves for the art classroom well before the bell rings so he can check around for a programme.

Upon unlocking the classroom, the teacher is greeted with a programme written on the whiteboard, as well as a multitude of artworks by famous artists decorating the walls. Today’s date indicates that all senior year classes will be doing live model drawing. Crap. He hopes the teacher at least left some kind of note or whatever in case of illness. Unfortunately for him, Feliciano was never very thorough when it came to informing his colleagues and the note Mathias finds on the teacher’s desk only reads ‘The students know what to do, please welcome make my model feel welcome!’. Running a hand through blonde tresses, he lets himself sink in the chair behind the desk, head banging against the desk in slight annoyance. He’s never had to stand in for an art teacher, what’s he supposed to do now? He supposes he can just let the students do their thing.

Mathias groans to himself, not noticing the person entering the classroom as he pinches the bridge of his nose. He needs more coffee, preferably extra strong, because it’s too early. The sound of a throat being cleared catches him off guard and the blond almost falls out of his desk chair. “Jesus!” He exclaims, a hand dramatically clutching at his chest when sapphires meet emeralds. The Dane finds himself staring into the eyes of a tall woman with long, dirty blonde hair tied in a braid. He doesn’t recognise her, but somehow her face seems familiar with its high cheekbones and sharp gaze that could kill someone with just one glance. Despite the resting bitch face, Mathias can’t deny that she is beautiful; the grace with which she moves captivating him in more senses than one, even if it’s as simple as brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” Her voice is nothing like he expects it to be, it’s rough around the edges and yet still sounds like what velvet feels on his skin. For a moment Mathias is at a loss of words. Where he usually has something witty to remark or just a cheerful comment, he’s gasping like a fish out of water, both shocked and surprised like a deer caught in the headlights. “I--” He inhales sharply, blinking twice before he is finally able to find his voice again. Whatever spell this woman has cast on him slowly wearing off. “It’s quite alright! I’m sorry, I wasn’t expecting you to be…” He trails off, looking her over once again. “Well, this beautiful,” he continues, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck as he chuckles. The compliment earns him a roll of her eyes as the woman shucks off her coat, revealing loose fitting clothing. “Probably to make it easier on herself to undress,” Mathias thinks to himself, quickly looking at his watch to distract himself from her. They still have about ten minutes before the bell rings and the class will be filled with seniors who’ll barely keep it in their pants, even if she’s a stranger. Now that he thinks about it, Feliciano never did write down who the model was and he himself hadn’t even so much as introduced himself either.

Realising his mistake, Mathias is quick to hold out his hand to her, small grin pulling at the corners of his lips. “How rude of me, I didn’t even introduce myself,” he chuckles, grin growing wider when one of her delicate hands slides into his own more calloused hand. “I’m Mathias Østergaard, I teach literature, but Feliciano is ill so I’ve been assigned his class this period.” The mention of the subject he teaches seems to pique the woman’s interest. “Maartje van der Velden. You’re already aware of why I’m here.” The way her name rolls off her tongue makes him wonder how his name would sound from her lips.

“Well, miss Van der Velden, I have absolutely no clue what I’m doing or what I’m supposed to do, but if I can be of any help, please let me know.” Mathias doesn’t beat around the bush, he isn’t too well-versed when it comes to other arts besides literary art and while he does want to impress the lady in front of him, he doubts lying about being knowledgeable on the subject will get him anywhere. The stern expression with what he’d been greeted with grows soft and a small smile curls the corners of Maartje’s lips. “Feliciano didn’t leave you much to go on, did he?” With a shake of her head, she reaches for the note the art teacher left on his desk. “Typical. I guess you don’t really have to do anything then. Except make me feel welcome.” Mathias isn’t sure if he’s hearing a teasing undertone in her voice, his eyes narrowing slightly at her as he tries to read the woman. “I think I can manage that. In fact,” he pauses, checking his watch again to see how much time they have left. A little over five minutes, he could probably get both of them something to drink before the class comes in. There’s a coffee machine down the hall for the very, very addicted teachers; there are plenty of those running around, including his best friend Lukas.

“How do you feel about nasty dishwater coffee from a machine?” There it is, that Danish charm he prides himself on and it seems that despite the obvious attempts at not wanting to react much, that charm is also getting to Maartje. “Coffee is coffee. I’m not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth,” she answers, attempting to hide another smile. Mathias thinks that she probably isn’t someone who smiles a lot and his chest swells with pride at that thought. “Great! I’m gonna get you your coffee then, if any students come in before the bell rings, could you tell them I’ll be right there? How do you take your coffee?” Maartje nods in response, answering with a simple ‘black’ and the Dane soon finds himself leaving the classroom to get both of them a drink. On his way out he gets rid of the gum in his mouth, favouring drinking shitty coffee with Feliciano’s choice of model; a fine choice, he thinks of both.

When Mathias returns with two steaming cups of coffee a few minutes later, some of Feliciano’s students have already arrived and taken their place in the classroom, setting up their easels. It seems that they’re already aware of what they have to do. Mathias grins as he enters the room, giving the students a cheery “Good morning!” before he makes his way back to the woman who is hopefully waiting on him with her coffee. He makes it back just in time, the bell ringing as he passes over the carton cup to Maartje, the class filling up with students as he does so. “Here you go,” he beams, taking a sip from his own cup. Of course it tastes like shit. Maartje makes a face after she’s taken a sip. “You weren’t kidding about the coffee being terrible,” she grunts in disgust, making Mathias laugh at her reaction. He still has some time to talk to her as the students settle down, too busy with their own conversation to pay attention to their teacher’s flirtations. “Well, I’ll be ‘teaching’ Feliciano’s students until third period, after that there’s a half an hour break. If you want, I could make you some proper coffee,” he explains with a wink, hoping that she wouldn’t mind spending some more time with him. She ponders on her options for a second, appearing like she’s thinking hard on the options laid out before her. “You know what, I’ll let you know then,” she replies, a mischievous glint in her eyes. If Mathias didn’t already think of her as practically oozing sex on legs, he definitely did now. “Alright then. I guess I best start class then.”

And so Mathias starts class, introducing himself and his lovely assistant for these next three periods. Meanwhile, Maartje toes off her shoes, getting ready to strip out of her clothes and take place on the stool placed in the middle of the classroom, surrounded by the easels and students.

“If I’m correct you all know what you’re supposed to do, mister Vargas didn’t leave me any instructions and since I’m really only surveilling this class, please continue with your assignments. Keep in mind that miss Van der Velden is here for you guys to practice for the upcoming exams, so take this as serious as you would mister Vargas’ teaching instead.” There’s a chorus of noise coming from the students before they go about their work, Mathias himself working on checking his own students’ essays and grading them. Occasionally he glances at the model sitting on the stool in just her underwear, his gaze lingering longer than needed. He can’t help but be remotely jealous of his students, wishing that back when he took art class he had Maartje as a model. Every once in a while the Dane glances at her, sometimes catching her gaze, to which she quickly averts hers when he smiles at her. He isn’t sure if he can see a faint blush crawl on her cheeks, but he’s fairly sure that the interest he has in her is mutual to some degree if her reactions are anything to go by.

Halfway through their second period, Mathias announces to the class that they’re allowed to stretch their legs for five minutes and grab something to drink. He knows that having to concentrate for nearly three periods straight is actually too much to ask teenagers and honestly, he wonders what idiot thought it a wise idea to place that many periods of the same class after each other. Some of the students are ready to practically dash out of the classroom, others are less bothered by staying in. During those five minutes that they’re allowed to leave, the teacher walks around the classroom, admiring the work his students made with the various materials they’re allowed to use. He doesn’t notice that Maartje has gotten up from her spot, digging through her bag for a bottle of water and a vest she keeps in there to keep herself warm during the short break. Only when he finishes his round around the classroom and has complimented his students does he go back to her, knowing that he’s still got a few minutes left until they continue their work again. “So, have you made up your mind yet?”

Maartje slowly blinks her eyes, like a satisfied cat as she takes a sip from her water. She perches herself on one of the free tables near Mathias’ desk, crossing her long legs. Honestly, the Dane is doing his best not to let his gaze wander from her feet up to her hips, following the voluptuous lines of her body. He doesn’t know whether she knows just how alluring and attractive she is. “Hmm…” She hums, her expression neutral, no hint of an answer visible. Usually Mathias is pretty good at reading people, but Maartje is a mystery he hopes he can unravel if she gives him the chance. “I have, but I’ll let you know once we’re done here,” she answers him with a nonchalant shrug of her shoulders. “You only have to wait another period and a half, I’m sure you can handle that.” And though he wants a straight answer from Maartje, the woman already has him wrapped around her finger and if it means he has to wait, then he will. “I still have enough essays to check, so I won’t get bored waiting.” And boy, is he glad he does. With that, Maartje slides off the table, her bottle and vest tucked back in her bag. She sits down on the stool again, resuming her previous pose, but not without playfully winking at Mathias. Mathias thinks he’s back in high school all over again, breath hitching in his throat and slacks a little tighter than before.

The wait is dreadfully boring even with the amount of work Mathias has. He manages to finish all of his essays fifteen minutes before time and at that point the students have also started to become restless. They’re talking amongst each other again, no longer focused on their work or just looking at their phones. It’s making the teacher wonder how exactly Feliciano is even able to keep his class going for three periods straight. He supposes the German teacher who’s also the mentor of this class probably had some say in it and the Italian probably told him about his class. Mathias sighs, checking his watch before he shoves his paperwork in his bag. He clears his throat as he gets up from his seat, moving so he’s standing in front of the desk and can lean back against it after he’s gotten the class’ attention.

“Alright, we’ve only got fifteen minutes left before the break starts. I’m noticing most of you have finished your work or at least deemed it enough for now,” he starts, his hands finding their way in his pockets. “Three periods of art is quite a lot, so I’m going to-- Daniel, let me finish first.” He’s interrupted by one of the students who instantly wants to ask if they’re allowed to leave. A lazy grin plays on his lips and Mathias pushes himself off the desk. “I want you all to thank miss Van der Velden for taking her time to be here for you.” Without much thought he snaps his fingers at a student making a comment about the woman probably getting paid for this gig. While this isn’t usually how he’d correct a student, Mathias is quite tired of reading and he really wants that coffee he promised Maartje-- if she wants to join him. “After you’ve done that, you may clean up and leave for break.”

There’s a cheer from the class and they instantly go to cleaning up. They’re faster than he expects them to be and within five minutes the class is back in its previous state, students dashing out of the room after a quick goodbye and occasional thank you. Mathias shakes his head, turning his gaze to Maartje who’s gotten dressed again. “Not even a proper thank you, if it’s anything, I want to thank you for your time,” he chuckles, bag on his shoulder. “It’s fine. They’re teenagers, I wasn’t expecting it anyway. Plus, the kid was right. I do get paid for this.” There’s a smirk playing on Maartje’s lips as she ties her shoelaces. “So, about that coffee. I hope your coffee is as good as you say it is and that mouth of yours isn’t just there to look pretty.” Mathias perks up, cheeks heating up at the comment tossed at him. Pretty and a sharp tongue on her, something he likes more than he wants to admit to himself. “Oh, it’s definitely not just there to look pretty, if you know what I mean.” He winks at her and this time it’s her turn to have her cheeks flush a pretty pink at the innuendo. “Well then… I guess I’d like that coffee then.” She chews on her bottom lip for a second, eyeing the door before flicking her gaze back to meet azure eyes. “And I’d definitely like to find out whether that mouth isn’t just there to look pretty.” Mathias thinks this is perhaps the best day in his entire career. “It’s a date then.”

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[ashleyjouharphotowords]

In a revealing interview for the Image Source Picture Library, I talked to Miles Aldridge about his early influences, 90’s fashion photography and how at the moment of news-stand success he headed off in a radically different creative direction.

Miles Aldridge shoots sexy, glamorous women in opulent settings. But all is not what it seems in his pictures. Scratch the surface and a common thread runs through the imagery – the strange ominous unease of the dreamworld. Film-maker David Lynch wrote, “Miles sees a colour coordinated, graphically pure, hard-edged reality”. Artist Glenn O’Brien says Aldridge, “uses impeccable instinct in crafting something like ‘stills’ from the fractured narratives that we normally experience nocturnally and unconsciously.”

Aldridge talked to me about his influences and traced the rich visual journey he took from being a graphic design and illustration student, through music promos, to being a photographer who has shaped and stretched the idea of the fashion photograph.

Ashley Jouhar: What was your background to taking the kinds of photographs you take now and what was it that kick started your career in photography?

Miles Aldridge: Well, my father [Alan Aldridge] was a famous illustrator and art director so I grew up around quite surreal, psychedelic and sometimes shocking imagery – and it seemed clear to me I would go into the arts and follow my father. So I went to art school to study illustration, which was incredibly liberating – because I had been at Grammar School and none of my fellow students were interested in art. Being at Central St Martin’s around 1983 – surrounded by a lot of like-minded and talented people – the teachers, the studies and the classes were very good and I immersed myself in everything for the first year and then specialised in Graphic Design with an illustration bias.

Ashley Jouhar: So at that point you were exposing yourself to all the disciplines – life drawing, filmmaking, illustration, graphic design – the whole lot?

Miles Aldridge: I was also getting exposed to cinema, taking girlfriends on dates to see art movies, not blockbusters. I was seeing David Lynch films and it broadened my horizons immensely.

I did become an illustrator when I graduated from art school but I found it quite boring and I wasn’t anything like my father who was a sort of psychedelic whizz kid right in the middle of swinging London, working with everyone from David Bailey to The Stones and The Beatles. So he was really tapping into the zeitgeist. But I didn’t find the work very challenging and I was still very young so I started making enquiries about pop videos. It seemed to me that the film directors I liked were artists, packaging their thoughts and point of view of the world into hour and a half statements.

Ashley Jouhar: A little like you are now doing with your current imagery, except in a photograph?

Miles Aldridge: Yeah, but at that time I had no film training, apart from a couple of days at art so it was all quite new to me. But I bought a Super 8 camera and started shooting films. Then I bumped into Derek Jarman in Soho, who was often drinking tea in the same café I used to hang out in called Maison Bertaux. He was interested in me because I was a good-looking young man and I was interested in him because he was a famous film maker and so we had a few conversations. He was very enthusiastic and encouraging and through this naïve enthusiasm I started to make films. Another person who came into my life then was Sophie Muller, a well known video director who pretty well invented the form, shooting videos for The Eurythmics and many others.

Ashley Jouhar: MTV was exploding at this time so it was perfect timing for you, in the right place at the right time?

Miles Aldridge: Yeah, yeah, exactly and actually because of people like Derek Jarman and other like-minded artists were doing Super 8 presentations to music because of its relatively low cost it was very much the film medium for the 80s. You don’t need masses of finance to make a film on Super 8 – the idea is translated quickly to images. So I started making pop videos for a while.

Ashley Jouhar: Were you coming up with the concepts for these videos – were they very much ideas-driven shoots?

Miles Aldridge: Yes, very much so and I was good at coming up with the ideas but I wasn’t very good with the music! I would come up with an idea that might be loosely based on something from the universe of Hitchcock, Lynch or Godard and I was aware of cinematic tricks and conceits and would play with those. Like for instance, The Shining – I would do a pop video based on a long corridor with different weird things happening in different rooms but I didn’t really know how to put it all together with the edit. During this time I suppose I would have been known as a middling pop video director and therefore lived in a council flat, didn’t have any overheads as such so was very happy doing the odd pop video and hanging out with my girlfriend, who it transpired wanted to be a model. That’s when I took these photographs of her because she looked very much like the kind of girl of the moment – that sort of grungy, heroin chic sort of look of the time.

Ashley Jouhar: I remember it well – the bed-sits and anti-fashion poses.

Miles Aldridge: Yes, and the pictures of her were very well received at Vogue and they asked who had taken them and it was explained that it was this girl’s boyfriend. I was then called in to Vogue to meet them and I had this amazing realisation that instead of all this hard work involved in making videos – starting at five in the morning and ending at five in the morning, horrible food and no money to do anything, I could possibly become a fashion photographer.

Ashley Jouhar: So those original pictures, did you imbue them with something that we would recognise now in your work?

Miles Aldridge: No, I shot them all in black and white on Hampstead Heath on a Nikon and the film was dropped into Snappy Snaps… and picked up two hours later and pasted into her portfolio! They were really, to all intents and purposes, a boyfriend photographing his girlfriend. I mean she wasn’t styled and there was no hair and make up and she wasn’t trying to sell any fashion. Because that was what was happening with London photography then, when fashion photography almost slipped into Reportage.

Ashley Jouhar: Yes, it was very pared down compared to what had gone before.

Miles Aldridge: Yes, very much so and the heroes of that period were people like Robert Frank and Bruce Davidson and also Richard Avedon’s book ‘In the American West’ was kind of like a bible for that kind of styling.

There was this idea of real people rather than glamorous people being pushed to the forefront and being shown as something heroic and wonderful. So I moved from illustration to video to photography in the space of about six years, I think. I really enjoyed the photography and the early work was really about being locked in studios with very beautiful creatures and trying to think how to photograph them. I didn’t come with any technical knowledge – all I had was an eye that still serves me very well today and those pictures were almost a repetition of the boyfriend/girlfriend pictures earlier where in my imagination, these models who were now wearing fashion clothes and hair and make up were, for that six or seven hours in my studio, my girlfriend. Interestingly, when the hair and make-up and styling was being done and I wasn’t paying any attention at all, I left that up to them. In a way, I liked to rendezvous with the model on the white background and see her there for the first time with my camera.

Ashley Jouhar: So at this point your shoots were very spontaneous with what was happening, there were no storyboards planned out or themes?

Miles Aldridge: Yes, it was very spontaneous, it was about having a good time, listening to loud music and being swept up in the energy of a pre-9/11 fashion shoot and I mention 9/11 because after that, the whole world and especially fashion became much more gloomy and serious. Up until that point it was a big party. There was so much energy and money sloshing around and I enjoyed the decadence of it.

Ashley Jouhar: When did you start shooting in a more ‘David Lynch-ian’ way with these very considered, choreographed images and sets?

Miles Aldridge: Well, literally all I was shooting was white background pictures for magazines like W and British Vogue. Those pictures were about energy and shapes and in a way my talent was in trying to find graphic shapes on the flat two-dimensional page. I was successful with that kind of work straight away and sort of fell into it but at a certain point I looked at all this work and I remember I was at a magazine store in New York and saw a cover for W magazine, a cover for British Vogue and a cover for a magazine called Vibe – three white background covers, all by me. One could feel really good about oneself with that but for some reason, seeing them all there together I kind of loathed it and wondered where I’d got lost. Because back when I was an art student and even doing pop videos I was much more interested in darker and stranger things and the books I grew up with were books on Hieronymus Bosch and Breugel. The complete opposite of what I was producing, which I thought was trash. I felt really uncomfortable about that, even though my pockets were full of dollars.

Ashley Jouhar: So this was the turning point?

Miles Aldridge: I realised that when you get into a photo studio as a photographer, even if you said nothing and were dumb, the picture would still get taken because there is the momentum the stylist, the hair and make up artist and the model bring to the shoot that creates the energy for these pictures to occur. Instead of giving myself up to the madness and the freedom of the shoot, I wanted to put the brakes on it – to divert that energy and create a picture you really want to do in advance.

In part 2 Miles tells us how he creates the ‘fantastic’ images that have become his signature pieces…

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[gwoongi]

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 | teacher!hoseok

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵 jung hoseok / reader teacher + expecting parents au! genre: fluff fluff fluff (and a lil baby bit of smut) + bullet fic version :) words: 26k (so maybe read this on a laptop but if you insist on a phone then don’t say i didn’t warn you!!!!)

warnings: graphic language, smidge of nsfw content, student/teacher relationship, jung hoseok being the best boyf and parent ever :(

a/n: y/n is legal !!! hoseok is the typical cliche young teacher !!! i love this story a lot (i plan to write it in full soon!!! just whenever i have time teeheehee) ((also im really sorry the balloons look demonic idk what happened and honestly. too lazy to edit it)) (((this fic is a MONSTER!!! i’m sorry in advance!!!)))

disclaimer: as per freaking usual, keep reading does not work on mobile. i am so sorry because this is SO LONG and big but its ok :( because it’s dad hoseok :( 

(gif is not mine!)

happy new year (as a starting note!) i was gone for a long, long time on this blog and did actually consider getting rid of it entirely, however, i’m back to share things that i love and hopefully, you can all enjoy the things i create also. i don’t usually write like this, but i saw a variety of writers adopt a “bullet-list-style” of writing, which i found to be quite efficient. i am the world’s slowest writer and so writing like this actually helps me publish a lot of my ideas without feeling the pressure of writing out like 300k word fics that honestly get ignored. regardless, here’s my first post (technically) of the new year. (this idea has been in my drafts since the “cosykims” days, and og followers will recognise the title.)

now i don’t care what you say, every single school, college or university has that one teacher who is just way too young to actually be a teacher

you briefly remember high-school, with your physics teacher who was just way too young- like borderline could be a student themselves, and yet here they were with their rainbow stationery set teaching you the speed that light travels

and it’s universally known that some people are like child geniuses and end up graduating university aged three or something really bizarre and crazy

(obvs sarcasm)

so, for the love of god...why was there no young hot professor for you to spy on during your lectures

you’re currently a second year uni student, studying visual arts

which, by the way, is awesome

you started off initially very interested in just drawing, but taking modules in sculpting was something you actually found yourself loving and, not to brag, but you’re also pretty good at photography

like as a kid you could probably be found eating crayons and snorting felt fumes like you were an art junkie

kids in your classes were asking for leapfrogs or action figures for christmas but here you were asking for a £300 pencil colouring set along with a “by numbers” colouring book

picasso is shaking rn

like...funny how leonardo da vinci hasn’t released any new artwork since you were born….hm inch resting

“y/n. you, me, some other people, smirnoff and dr pepper, house party, saturday night, is it a yes, or is it a yes?”

jeongguk has been your best friend since your first semester at university; he also took visual arts and does extremely well in all areas, particularly photography and cinema/media study. ever since you partnered together after both being the first ones to turn up to the first class, you’ve been stuck together like glue, even going as far as to rent out a flat together for your second year (along with three other people, just to make the rent easier)

“uh, actually, no, i can’t, as tempting as that whole ordeal sounds.”

“but then when am i gonna see you?”

“i literally see you every day, we LIVE TOGETHER..”

“it’s not the same thing!!”

every saturday for you is the “flat 18 party night” which literally translates to the day that your entire flat go out to any party they can get invited to and just get smashed

it started off as a you and jeongguk thing but then when you moved into flat 18 at the start of your second year, it became a you, jeongguk, haseul, jimin and seunghee thing, and by extension, a year 2 uni student party since the rest of your flatmates found the need to invite all their other friends

basically it was the only day of the week where you were really granted a day off

and jeongguk really fucking loved party night saturdays

“well, what’s the reason then?”- the two of you are currently on your way to your last class of the day; it’s a sort of orientation day for upcoming students who can’t attend the open days next weekend, and so your visual arts professor (who happens to be an actual BEAST) ended up cancelling afternoon classes to help another professor sort out the gym

“family wedding sort of thing,” you explain as you walk. “if i could get out of it, trust me, i wouldn’t. i don’t know if my kidneys can handle another night of drinking. i hadn’t recovered from saturday until wednesday!”

“i’m pretty sure it’s your liver that gets affected by alcohol, but go off i guess...”

“ANYWAYS so yeah i’m sort of maybe like head bridesmaid and i have to be there so….yeah….can't make it :(”

jeongguk then discovers that the wedding is for one of your cousins that you were always really close to, and so even when he’s still really bummed out about you not being there for the “big shindig” he lets it go

especially because he of all people knows that you’ve never been particularly close with all of your family members and it’s only very recently that you got back in touch with them all (just after your first year of uni, to be precise) and he knows how much it means to you

haseul is one of the only other person in your flat who is an “art” major

she actually studies theatre and performing arts but she likes to still be in on the art grind with you and guk

(fun fact: the trio of you called yourselves “art attack” as a funny joke and all have printed art attack door signs in the flat)

haseul always always always tries to wait for both of you after classes because the performance hall and practise rooms are like RIGHT THERE and she’s sort of a little creature of habit and after waiting once or twice it just became a natural thing

today though she’s not waiting because apparently seunghee is doing a biology project and needed help moving it and setting it all up in the labs and haseul was free and so offered her services

usually if you’re free, anyone of you will wait for each other after classes

haseul usually waits for you and guk and then sometimes you guk and haseul go to get seunghee and jimin, especially on thursdays and fridays since they are sort of the weekday party dates

“are we going to see the project after class?”

you glanced up from your canvas stained with reds and blues towards jeongguk who actually hasn’t even looked up from his own drawing, still painting the still life ugly ass vase in the middle of the room

class is actually really quiet today, which makes sense because it’s a friday and there’s always, you know for a fact, a student union get together on thursday evenings and half the uni abuse it and get hammered

and so uni is literally DEAD the next morning

“um yes of course I really wanna see her volcano in action okay i helped make that.”

“technically we all helped make it...”

“well nobody ASKED YOU FOR YOUR OPINION.”

eventually your class ends early because it’s literally just you guk and some other kid who doesn’t talk to anybody and so you and guk decide to head over to the biology labs in the science department

judging by the time, their class should actually be over but knowing seunghee and her stubbornness, her volcano is most definitely still there shooting little rocks onto the floor

rightly predicted because seunghee stands really proud next to her dodgy looking volcano that everyone in flat 18 helped make while off their rockers 

and haseul is awkwardly sitting on a stool to the other side, admittedly on her phone playing zepeto or whatever

“tell me it isn’t the best volcano you’ve ever seen!”

“seunghee, baby, it’s so cute, i LOVE the way it’s literally falling apart!!” jeongguk and seunghee have a super loving friendship, sometimes you sit back and think they’d be the cutest couple on planet earth and then you realise that its GUK and HEE and you wanna erase that thought from your head

guk takes a really quick pic on his phone so he can show jimin, who would definitely complain otherwise because “i literally painted the whole thing brown i think that deserves recognition!”

“please tell me it got a passing grade” 

you sort of need seunghee’s volcanic mess to have passed because you did not have to hear her talk about how excited she was to present her volcano that actually burned things if you put it close enough for six days straight, just for it to flop and get nothing

“i personally loved the reinvented cliche of the volcano model, so i actually gave it higher than passing.”

you turn almost embarrassingly quickly

because

well

you know that voice

everybody with brain cells knows that voice

cause like

professor jung is literally THE biology professor

like he’s the king of biology

you have to admit to yourself that you were secretly so happy when guk made friends with seunghee through jimin (a physics major) because you knew through the grapevine that seunghee was a student in professor jung’s class and everybody and anybody knows that professor jung is the Daddy of biology

like he’s so gorgeous and inventive and creative and passionate and sometimes you just sit there and think “why the fuck didn't i take biology??”

and then you remember that the only thing that helped you get through high school biology was the fact that seo youngho (god bless his soul) sat next to you and gave you all his answers on internal exams

he’s also one of THOSE professors

like he’s one of the cliche fanfiction Young Genius professors

granted he’s still a solid four years older but still, it’s in the legal age frame and he’s still remarkably young to be a uni professor and that’s what you tell yourself when you feel guilty about thirsting over him and the way he looks so damn sexy in that white lab coat and black turtleneck

ANYWAY

when you see him you kind of flush and look away

it’s not obvious that you like him tbh, because you’ve by now mastered to keep it under control unless around flat 18 and incredibly dangerously drunk

that of course doesn’t stop guk from smirking next to you and giving you little nudges which is, quite frankly, annoying as FUCK

tbh flat 18 know you thirst over professor jung and so they waste no time trying to bring it up deliberately, but you’re not obvious at showing you like him in front of him

cause he’s popular and definitely has a group of girls in seunghee’s class who like him a lot and giggle obnoxiously like its high school

you’re not THAT desperate

“oh, good, because i didn’t want it to be a waste of my time.”

he raises a brow

“...becAUse i had to listen to seunghee talk about how good her project was all week. HERS, that she worked on totally alone. like i didnt even know she was doing a project- wow, seunghee, did you make this volcano? wow hahah look at that guys!”

not that professor jung even cares that she got help

seunghee is the only student who respects his crazy biology analogies and jokes so she’s naturally one of his faves

“yeah, and, prof jung didn’t give us homework so im completely free for tomorrow’s big shindig.” seunghee says, still smiling really proudly

“first of all why is everybody saying shindig, second of all i cant go to that so im sorry please don’t post it on snapchat because it will hurt my feelings that you’re having fun without me” and everyones like :) and then like :O :(

bear in mind professor jung is literally still here, he’s just by his desk tidying up only half listening because kids are wild these days and he doesn’t remember having half as much fun when he was in university

“um. WHAT why???? you know saturdays are our days like those are the days we actually get to see you because you’re always in your room sleeping or working”

“that’s not true at all, that’s very inaccurate...”

“you literally watched all 7 seasons of game of thrones in less than three days two weeks ago and i dont think i saw you once during that time”

valid point

“im at a wedding :( and i cant miss it :( even for dr pepper and vodka :( im sorry :(”

at that point professor jung scares you all back into reality. “oh wow that’s so weird because i’m at a wedding too this weekend, actually. wouldn’t that be so weird if we were at the same wedding?”

please be at the same wedding as me “omg imagine that ahhaahha”

but then you realise that’s just not realistic

and even if it was realistic for professor jung hoseok to attend your cousin’s wedding then nothing would happen because weddings are big and busy and you like barely know professor jung beyond making small-talk with him when you’re waiting for seunghee to hurry up and pack away all three of her pencil cases after classes

you actually forgot how stressful weddings are

the last wedding you went to was your aunt’s wedding when you were like five and you were a little flower girl who ruined all the wedding photos by covering her ears and scrunching up her face because the church bells were really fucking loud

which as a kid you thought was perfectly valid, but now that you’re twenty turning twenty one you realise how annoying it must be to have a mongrel child pulling ugly faces at the front of your precious wedding photos

“remind me to never ever get married”

your mom kinda just looks at you and frowns

“i remember when i got married i had my maid of honour and bridesmaids do everything for me so i was actually really relaxed. maybe when you get wifed up you’ll be the same”

wise words from mrs l/n that you’ll probably forget within the next five minutes!

even though it’s so infuriating sorting out the brides big ass dress and making sure that the designated flower girl (who btw is not as good as you were aged 5 dressed in pink and wearing barbie trainers) doesn’t spill all the goddamn petals onto the floor before the aisle, you find that the ceremony is actually really kinda beautiful and touching and yES, maybe the vows made you tear up a little bit

and you bARELY remember the greeting ceremony afterwards which is basically another way of saying “wait for us to get back while we sign these papers” which is also another way of saying It’s time for all the guests to awkwardly wait around and not do anything

you literally haven’t met a single person from the groom’s side of the family and you’re not really interested in doing so until the after party

like most after parties this one is pushed up in a hired out room near the venue and it’s dark and slightly sweaty and hey, at least the food is nice and OMG they have baby sausage rolls

after obviously talking to your family for a little bit, you occupy your time by the snacks and the bar just kind of moving between the two

yknow just minding your own business

“woah, they have tiny sausage rolls, too?”

oh god

you instantly turn around like its deja vu or something

there is no way that professor jung is standing right there at your COUSINS wedding like its no big deal

“...prof JUNG?? omg what are you doing here??”

“i jinxed it! the groom is actually one of my family friends. yeah, he’s been like best friends with my sister since they were in school and so we were close growing up.”

it’s sort of a relief, somewhere deep down inside, knowing that professor jung isn’t like indirectly related to you through marriage

“and, please, y/n, we’re not at school!! please call me hoseok!”

you’re like tearing up inside,,,,on a first name basis with the hot biology professor.,,,,,.....,,, it’s a miracle

also

how does he know who you are

“i didn’t know you knew my name,” you sort of blurt it out as you think it and he starts laughing really cutely and takes like three sausage rolls off the plate on the table

“well, you’re seunghee’s friend! and uh, the bride literally said your name in the speech at dinner.”

“oh. okay well cool haha yeah. wow. this is so weird.”

you actually thought prior to this moment that talking to professor jung- HOSEOK- even when you’re with seunghee in the labs would be really awkward????

because you’re no biologist and the only thing you remember about biology was a video that scarred you for life about a whale's stomach exploding everywhere like the t-rex out of land of the lost

and plus because he’s cute and smart and also a teacher which was. pretty much a big deal...like a big big deal

“okay, but you’re also legally old enough to do it..it’s not like you’re fifteen and he’s thirty,” said the sadistic voice in your head. you liked to ignore that voice a lot

but contrary to popular belief hoseok is actually really really easy to talk to

it’s almost like he’s been your friend for like your entire life and it’s only a little bit weird for you to be laughing your ass off with your friends biology professor at your cousins wedding but hey anything can happen and at least you’re having fun !!!!

naturally…...fun can go…….well…….too far……….sometimes

it’s like quarter to midnight and the party is still going strong and your cousin is like really going for it on the dance floor with your mom and a few of your other family members and oh wow look at this at some point you’ve ended up smushed against hoseok’s side with another glass of smirnoff and dr pepper in honour of flat 18 having fun without you rn

and he doesn’t seem to mind about the way you lean up with your whole cleavage against his chest to talk to him bc its loud as fuck and he can’t hear you from up here

and haha. wow look!

at some point during this fine hour mr jung hoseok has slung an arm around your waist and has his nose in your hair with his lips by your ear because its LoUd As FuCk iN hErE and you won’t be able to hear him

“i said do you want to step outside? its really hot in here” he asks and you have to physically stop yourself from snogging his face off because there’s no way he’s actually looking that good rn

you probably look awful and flustered and sweaty

“oh yes sure yeah ok yeah lets go we can go out to the patio or something”

and of COURSE your poor mother has no idea that the man around your waist is a professor at ur university so she sees you...actually with somebody and smiles really wide and turns away

at this point she’s just shocked that you’re with somebody because lately you’ve only been with flat 18 or nobody at all

you discover very quickly actually that hoseok is stroking his hand up and down the side of your body which okay, alexa, this is epic

“it’s nice and cool out here i thought i was gonna roast to death inside of there.”

hoseok, again with his cute laughter that has apparently become throaty and deep and you almost have to double check it’s still him because it majorly caught you off guard

“right? too many people, it always makes me feel really hot and claustrophobic.”

you hummed. “yeah, and it’s so sweaty and sticky like [cousins name] really couldn’t have opened up a few windows huh.”

he nods and watches you as you just keep talking and talking and talking

“and, let me tell you, this dress is so uncomfortable”

he looks you over. “you look gorgeous. the dress- i mean, the dress looks gorgeous”

“yeah it’s just a shame it’s so itchy and tight”

“mm? wanna go and change?”

“honestly i kind of just want to get out of it.”

you sort of share a look for a solid three seconds

and there’s like a really brief moment where you regret saying it

maybe he hadn’t meant anything by stroking your body and staring at you with a darkened look and holding you tightly when one of your FAMILY MEMBERS said hi to you and smiled and brushing his lips by your ear like maybe all of that was platonic? maybe he remembered you’re a student (although not hIS student) but still!!!!

you’re 0.5 seconds away from blurting out an almost sober apology when he mutters a, “fuck it,” under his breath that you barely even register and then he’s holding your face with his hands and bringing you in for a fat smooch

at first you’re just really surprised because even though you wanted this to happen you weren’t necessarily expecting it to happen

hoseok pulls away sort of dejected because “why aren’t you kissing me back :(” and thats all it takes because you’re pulling him in for round 2 of smooching and it’s almost like you’re not in the courtyard by the patio directly near the windows of the party and it’s not as if people can see you smooching professor jung haha no way! That would be insane!

“i” kiss “really” kiss “shouldn’t” kiss “be” kiss “doing” kiss “this” and he pulls away and then kisses you really really deeply “but” kiss “itsokjustpleasedonttellanybody”

for a moment you both like ruin the mood by assuring each other you won’t say anything and most people at that point would have been like, alright let’s call it a night haha this was fun and awkward

but :( he’s already hard and ur already really in the mood to bone the Daddy of biology so it would be a waste if you didn’t just….continue

hoseok very quickly discovers the perks of being head bridesmaid because your suite is gorgeous and big

“wtf i’m sharing a room with my uncle this really isn’t fair!”

“the many pros of being related to the bride! look i even have a mini fridge and it’s got loads of strawberry milk in because like its my favourite and they really treated me here and-”

not that he doesn’t want to hear you talk because he’d love to but omg he’s hard as heck and would rather get down to it instead of talking about the excessive amount of strawberry milk in ur fucking mini fridge the size of his BED

surprisingly even though you’ve wanted to at least hold professor jung- HoSeOk-’s hand for like an entire year, you haven’t put THAT much thought into having sex with him

well

actually like finger fucking does not count

nor does him between your legs

no they do not count to you in your mind especially when he quite literally helps you out of your dress and strips you to just your underwear

which, BTW, thank FUCK you brought your sexy stuff just in-case the groom had any really hot friends

thankfully he had jung hoseok

y/n: 1 life: 0

rewind like 0.3 seconds

so. hoseok apparently knows this venue like the back of his hand because he manages to direct you to your wing within like three minutes which is pretty impressive considering it took you thirty to find it this morning

regardless he’s really gentle considering he wants nothing more than to plow you into a nearby hard surface and like you know when someone ghosts their fingers over your skin and it tickles but it’s a nice tickle and your whole body shudders

yeah

well

professor jung does that a lot

he takes a liking to sitting on the end of the bed, between the two posts, while you’re firmly seated on his laps with your legs on either side of him, which is the long way of writing You Are Straddling Seunghee’s Biology Professor

“you’re so pretty” his voice is sort of muffled by your hair and skin and you can barely even focus on his voice because there’s so many things happening rn it’s hard to process it all

do you focus on his voice? his one hand on your back? his other hand literally on your arse? his crotch against yours? the little guttural groan he does between kisses?

it all just feels surreal and amazing and oh WOW jung hoseok has a hand between ur legs

he loops his fingers around your underwear and moans (shudders? you can’t tell but whatever he just did like you need him to do it again cause WEEEWWWW) and like lets them go suddenly

and we’re back to before; hoseok moves to dip underneath your jaw and helps you out of your tight and uncomfortable but expensi-

“did. di-did you just . rip my dress?”

“....i swear i didn’t do it on purpose.”

“omg this dress was on loan oh my GOD”

“im SORRY the zip got stuck and so i tugged i didn’t know the whole dress was gonna rip in half this material must be cheap, honey you got SCAMMED”

you realise that you’re not actually going to be the one to pay for it since the bride said she’d cover the prices of dresses and you instantly sort of relax (although, sorry to your cousin that she’s gonna have to pay extra now lol)

“okay it’s fine just” and he clings to you really tightly and affectionately with his chin rested just above your boobs which is honestly cute and actually really weirdly hot “ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵈᵒⁿᵗ ʳᶦᵖ ᵐʸ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳʷᵉᵃʳ”

he has the nerve to giggle to himself “heeheehee okay baby i will be extra careful”

~~~

basically you make a mental note to tell guk and guk only that you rode professor jung to the stars and back

boi DEFINITELY put biology skills to use like this man must have aced human anatomy and sex ed because mans knows all the parts to look after and touch and kiss and it’s like he digitally downloaded every sex move possible because…..no way in hell u just snagged the best sexual partner in town

“mm fuck i wish i was a biology major” it just sort of comes out, bearing in mind you are like half sober

hoseok kind of laughs from his position and moves his hands to your thighs, “yeah?”

“yes i’m so jealous seunghee gets to see you all the time and i only get to see you when i pick her up”

“you can come and see me whenever, baby”

scoff “i’m an art student wouldn’t it be weird to turn up at a biology lab to see you?”

“i have an office yknow and it’s only open to super important people and i can make you one of them”

you realise shortly after like your second orgasm that hoseok is really good at making mediocre things sound really sexy

at long last you actually look down at him and just grin really widely and at first he’s like “yeah? you like that?” and then you start giggling really weirdly

“best.” down. up. “wedding.” down. up. “ever.”

you consider the possibility that last night was a big fat wet dream for at least four seconds until you open your eyes, see the window, roll over, and see professor motherfucking jung in bed next to you

he hasn’t opened his eyes yet and you think he’s asleep so you roll back over to grab your phone conveniently placed on the bedside table

as it turns out, mr jeon jeongguk has not listened to you and posted every nanosecond of the party last night, as well as leaving you several text messages, as he would, as your bff

from guk: are u having fun? i hope ur having fun. if not, then have fun

from guk: i guess ur dead lmao

from guk: sikegjsfkasljf i madmeout with both seujgehe and jikmin

from guk: ignore the above message

from guk: also good morning did you have fun did u get LAID was it a girl or a guy i need all the juicy details

you have to conceal a groan because you don’t want to wake up hoseok

you haven’t thought of something to say yet because worst case scenario, he could wake up and be like “wtf i slept with YOU??????” and that would not be chill for a sunday morning

to guk: im devastated bc of ur snapchat story that’s real snake behaviour

from guk: omg grow up

from guk: and answer my question horre

to guk: i will talk to you later because i am not talking to u about it over the phone bc knowing you and your monster thumbs and chaotic energy, you’ll screenshot and tell everyone in the flat and im not ready for them to know yet

there’s a few moments of silence

from guk: oh fuck tell me ur not pregnant im not ready to be an aunt or uncle yet (x)

you’re about to reply when

oh

wait

did you use a condom last night

you’ve been off the pill for a couple months because even though not getting periods or pregnant was pretty cool, your skin really suffered and oh hey look at that you’ve put on like 4 pounds overnight

and you can’t really remember if hoseok wore a condom or not

did he?

he must have

like he’s a biology teacher

surely

yeah

to guk: wtf no

to guk: and how would i even know that it hasnt even been 24 hours yet this isnt breaking dawn im not gonna show after like 12 minutes

from guk: you never know

“all i can hear is your nails tapping the screen and it’s literally amongst one of the most annoying sounds to wake up to”

oof

you drop your phone flat on your face

hoseok sort of both reaches to see if you’re okay whilst also laughing

“i’m sorry i didn’t know they were that loud”

he smiles and strokes the side of your face “mm it’s okay. woke up next to a pretty girl so it’s not so bad”

and it’s official he owns your heart

neither of you actually really address the fact that your whole...THING is really taboo until he’s like fishing around for his left sock and you’re moping over your ripped dress

“so like does this mean i can’t come to pick up seunghee anymore because it’ll be weird?”

he pauses. “why would it be weird?”

“idk cause like. idk. you’re a teacher?”

“really? fuck, i had no idea!!!”

“i’m being serious. i don’t wanna be the reason you LOSE your job!! and i’m so bad at keeping secrets what if i tell someone worse what if i tell my MOM”

he’s moved towards you as you were talking and he’s looking at you really closely with a really pretty look in his eyes

“y/n, i’m a teacher and i’m a professional. i can contain my...whatever, emotions, while i’m at work. and yes, please, come by and get seunghee because she’s one of my favourites and i don’t think i’ll see you often because you’re in visual arts and im always in my lab but my office! yes i have an office that you can always stop by when you’re bored and if i’m free i will happily see you :( it’s unfortunate that you happen to be a student but technically….like you’re old enough and it’s not that weird?”

pause

“okay it’s a little weird but if you want it can be just one night. we can ignore it happened.”

you really don’t want to ignore it

like you really don’t want to at all

hoseok easily was the best sex you’ve ever had and ugh he’s so nice and pretty and warm and caring and smart and yeah he made a joke about cells during sex but it was perfectly timed and funny and ugh he’s the perfect guy

but he’s also a professor at your university and above all else, you really don’t want him to lose his job that he worked his ass of for just because you couldn’t control yourself

so you sort of suck in a frown very poorly and you both agree to kind of...let it be pushed under the rug

it was a one time….two-time thing

because he definitely fucked you into the mattress one last time before you walked out the door and acted like teacher and student again

“you look...disgusting, give me all the gossip!”

you’ve barely been in flat 18 for five seconds and jeongguk is already at the door with a glass of water and a bag of what you can only pray is cookies

(nice attempt: it’s actually tiny meringues which is good enough)

as usual jeongguk cradles a hangover right into monday morning and thankfully for you, haseul and himself, arts lectures and classes don’t usually start until the afternoon on mondays

even though haseul is 77% sure she wont turn up because she’s way too comfy in her pjs on the couch in the living room

and honestly the pressure of telling jeongguk about what the hell happened on saturday night is intense because….haseul is there too now

which isn’t ideal to be very very honest

and haseul is literally your Girlfriend like she would be there to wipe your arse if you asked her nicely

but she can also be a little bit judgy and you’re feeling particularly sensitive today

but you also can’t not tell her because she’s one of your best friends and you’re probably definitely going to tell hee and jimin when they’re back so. might as well do it fast

you trust flat 18 with your entire heart and you know they’d never tell anybody

((this is not foreshadowing they are little angels))

“holy fuck you’re literally covered in hickeys, this story is gonna be so good, let me get a cup of tea before you start holy shit-” and so haseul makes three cups of tea and sits back down like ten minutes later

“okay im ready literally LAY it on me im ready”

deep breath

sip of tea

setting the cup down

“so i went to my cousins party. pretty normal right, not expecting much to go down at all like it’s a family wedding and there’s kids around”

“yeah, right, okay, AND”

“and so i’m minding my own business by the snack table and then somebody comes up to me and YOU’LL NEVER EVER GUESS WHO IT WAS”

they both sit there like “how am i supposed to know?”

deep breath

“i turn around and it’s only PROFESSOR JUNG”

pause

“wait wtf why was he at your cousins wedding?” haseul is so lost

“HE did say he was going to a wedding last week,” jeongguk adds. “that’s so weird omg he literally called it wow haha he’s so cool”

“right right, but like how is that the tea,” haseul frowns. “that’s like...cold stale tea. i wanted scorching hot tea. there’s GOT to be more to it”

you sit there awkwardly and wait for them to figure it out because haseul is looking at you really intently trying to figure it out

jeongguk is looking back and forth between you and haseul

he knows she’ll figure it out before him because out of the three of you, haseul has the brain cells

haseul literally just stares at your face until she kinda looks down at your neck

and remembers the hickies

and then looks back up at your face

and then back down

and them back up

...

“oh my fucking god you DIDN’T”

“wait what what what WHAT HAPPENED”

“oh my fuckING GOD. OMG. OH MY GOD??????/ NO, NO.”

jeongguk is like O_O “what omg tell me”

you’re holding your face in your hands rn

haseul is up off her seat and pointing a finger at you with her mouth so wide

she looks kinda like the pikachu meme

0o0

“Y/N SLEPT WITH PROFESSOR JUNG”

jeongguk laughs

“....wait WHAT THE FUCK”

chaos ensues

“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU SLEPT WITH PROFESSOR JUNG I LITERALLY CAN’T BREATHE”

“i didn’t say that!”

“what, so you DIDN’T sleep with professor jung?”

“...okay so maybe i did but you can’t tell ANYONE PLEASE”

jeongguk is literally laughing his ass off rn

because he’s your best friend and honestly that’s what best friends would do in this situation

haseul on the other hand is the responsible friend who’s thinking of the bigger picture

“holy shit, okay. um. wtf he could get sacked for this!”

“we talked it out and we promised to not tell anyone, and it’s not like we’re gonna hook up again so it’s fine!!!! which is why you both cant say anything PLS”

haseul moves to sit by you really comfortingly, “omg baby no i would never!!! it’s not my secret to tell and YES, i’m very surprised right now and i don’t really know what to do because what SHOULD i do??? this has never happened to me before omg this is insane. this is fuckING INSANE”

you end up having to explain the entire night in detail (missing a few details because let’s be real, you were hammered and dick drunk)

jeongguk has calmed down and now realises that this is sort of serious

mostly he’s just finding it funny that you actually ended up hooking up with professor jung, because you and him used to joke around about it all the time

even though he was initially quite childish about it, jeongguk knows that it’s serious and something that is clearly bothering you so he knows when to pack it in and be the supportive friend

because gukkie is a good friend and oh no we’re dropping all the uwus everywhere

“was it good?”

yes, haseul it was good

“was it SAFE?”

you’re about to answer jeongguk and then you pause

“....i don’t know”

and haseul’s off again

“holy mother of hell what do you MEAN you don’t know???”

“i can’t remember!!”

“and you didn’t ask the morning after???”

“im sorry he was too busy rearranging my GUTS it must have,,,crossed my mind”

now haseul has another thing to worry about on top of midterms

to flat 18: IAHUIIGJKSFDLIHGDJKSF Y/N SLEPT WITH PROFESSOR JUNG

from y/n: JEONGGUK WHAT THE FUCK

from y/n: WHY WOULD YOU TELL THEM OVER TEXT I WANTED TO TELL THEM IN PERSON

from guk: IM SORRY I THOGGHT WE WERE TELIJG THEM

from y/n: jesus christ

from jimin: um

from jimin: WHAT

from jimin: PLEATHE tell me its hot biology professor jung and not ugly middle aged literature professor jung because else my reaction is gonna be vERY different

from y/n: wtf why would i want to sleep with literature jung he’s like 50 and married

from guk: wait omg what if hot prof jung is married….did you ask

from y/n: let me move my bang and read that again,,,,

from jimin: i literally cant breathe MY LUNGSSSSS

from jimin: WHAT KINDA FANFICTION IS THIS RN how and when and why did u sleep with him i have SO MANY QUESTIONS i should be studying for my physics midterm rn but whatyueijgn this is too good

from y/n: this is why i wanted to tell u in person

from seunghee: WHATHGRJENS SJF WHAT THE FUCK

from seunghee: I JUST FUCKING SCREAMED IN MY BIOLOGY LECTURE AND HAD TO LEAVE

from seunghee: TELL ME UR JOKING RN

from y/n: :D heehee. um. haha. well haha. uh

from seunghee: I CANT LOOK AT PROF JUNG THE SAME WAY ANYMORE

from seunghee: omg….u had his PEEPEE inside of u….holy shit i need to sit down rn

from haseul: mood

from guk: she did THAT :’)

from seunghee: i mean…..when we joked around and said you should hop on professor jung’s dick i didnt think you’d DO IT FOR REAL

from y/n: it was the dr pepper u guys…..he made me do it

from seunghee: oh god professor jung came out to see if i was okay and i screamed i cant look at him i cant

from seunghee: omg he was in ur GUTS i cant im dropping biology

you dont immediately see professor jung

in fact you try and avoid him because even though you both agreed to not hook up again you’re afraid that the demon inside you will try and jump him and knowing you, a professor will probably end up catching you

and you like uni you dont wanna leave

and you like hoseok you don’t want him to leave and lose his job

flat 18 have calmed down from the initial shock and humour of the situation

i mean they’re all still in disbelief that it happened

and jeongguk and jimin make jokes about it sometimes

but it’s calmed down

it’s actually like a full week before you see him

because all of flat 18 for some reason offered to help on the open day for uni, party night saturday had to be cancelled >:(

seunghee shudders at the thought of being one of the only biology volunteers and having to pretend like she doesn’t know that her professor was balls deep inside her best friend last weekend

jimin and seunghee are together in the science department and haseul is happy performing for families checking out the performance department

jeongguk was asked to help promote the art department

and you were forced into giving campus tours :(

which sucks

because you have to try and pump out your best energy for the day

due to the amount of students doing tours on the same day, you’re only really expected to give one tour before going to your selected department

and you wouldn’t actually mind giving tours if it didn’t mean that you had to go everywhere on campus and by everywhere you mean having to go to the science department and inevitably seeing the brief love of your life

“..and right here is the art department! as an art student i sure have a lot to say about it- everyone is super duper nice and all-well, MOST of the professors are really helpful and critical and i’ve really improved drawing since i’ve been here. we do a lot of still life in this room but next door is the main drawing room and just off campus, we have the drawing labs!!! and oh, downstairs is the photography department; we have a red room and three studios and next door is the cinema”

“do you get to watch films?”

“technically no but when nobody is looking we do watch a film heeheehee i mean. what? no we would never break the rules..,,.”

you give jeongguk a cheeky bum shake before you leave and he laughs

yes an old man sees and scowls but it’s ok

“so yea like i said, the staff are friendly and mostly helpful. i mean, there are obviously some professors who aren’t amazing but hey we have a higher rating than other unis in this area so haha”

“mostly helpful?” a mom says. “can you elaborate on that?”

“not really, karen.”

after hurling your group around everywhere, you FINALLY make it to the science department

which you came to last because you were not prepared to see You Know Who

anyway

you step inside and start listing off things in the department

like Oh yes jackie look that’s called a bunsen burner

Oh michael sweetie don’t touch the gas taps we don’t wanna die now do we?

“our uni has some of the best science professors,” you explain. “they’re incredible and so dedicated to their profession and it’s really a great environment- two of my flatmates study science and they love their classes and lectures. professor min teaches physics and my friend jimin says he teaches it like no other- he’s amazing!”

“and what about professor jung?”

what

“ᵉˣᶜᵘˢᵉ ᵐᵉ?”

“what do you think of professor jung, hm?” WHY IS THE HM SOUNDING A LITTLE CONFRONTATIONAL

you stare at this mom like OoO because this is weird there’s no way she kNOWS how does this mom know omg did you say something dumb how does she--

“i heard he wrote books and went on tv! he also attended conferences at oxford uni,” the mom says, almost annoyed and your heart goes WOOOOOSH out your body. “my son wants to study biology and so we’re excited to see and hear about professor jung.”

“oH yes RIGHT well he’s...well he’s great.”

“can you elaborate-”

“no susan i can’t. let’s just go and meet him, yeah?”

inside the science rooms open for showing, you’re oddly relieved to see another tour group just finishing up meaning that half of the professors are preoccupied already

that includes hoseok in his cute ass lab coat talking to a group of students and parents

suddenly that female student is standing very close to him and you have to look away before you get annoyed for literally no reason

y/n: 1 life: 1

seunghee is actually free talking to jimin and professor min (jimins weirdly hot professor) sees you standing awkwardly in the doorway and he comes to the rescue with a small smile and nods his head at you

wow jimin never told you how pretty he was

scary as fuck

but pretty

“hi! welcome to the science department…”

you kind of step to the side because science is not your subject this is not your element and you dont wanna mess up

while seunghee is so happy showing off her booth and YES the volcano made an appearance, jimin is content with not doing his job and coming to stand with you

“is it just me or is prof jung looking delicious today?” jimin sort of nudges you in the side and you have to give him a sickeningly sweet smile that translates to You’re Getting Your Ass BEAT Later

“...and we do all sorts of projects to help us constantly develop our skills!!! and it’s actually a really good way at making friends and bonds-” a few parents laugh “-and actually, two of my flatmates are here over there--”

oh great eyes are on you and jimin :)

jimin smiles like :) hell yes :) thats me :)

and you’re flushing as fuck because 1) you don’t really do well with being the center of attention like having to speak and tour people around campus is BAD ENOUGh and 2) hoseok has just been made aware of your presence

you’re trying not to look at him like :) i’m not here :)

“-they helped me make this volcano!!!! and it’s so cute!!! look- it shoots rocks- oh, careful sweetie- look!!! it’s so cool y/n helped me a lot and i got a good grade and we do loads of this sort of stuff, haha, prof jung really works us to the bone but makes it super fun at the same time!!!”

braving a chance to look at him you clam up noticing that he’s already looking at you

he does that THING where he smiles and his eyes look really soft and warm and he ducks his head to look at the other parents and stuff

jimin contains a snort and seunghee is like o_o because she had to witness that LOOK as if she wasn’t trying hard enough to forget about what happened

professor min looks between you and hoseok like “-_-” and you wanna DIE

ALRIGHT MICHAEL PUT ON THE GAS TAPS BACK ON LET’S FUCKING DIE TONIGHT

hoseok manages to talk to you before you leave though which is smooth and you can feel your heart in your vagina literally pulsing as he approaches you and jimin

“having fun?”

you smile like :) how is giving tours :) fun :)

“i guess so!!”

“hey thats good!” he replies enthusiastically. “looks like people like the volcano you helped make.”

“....i didn’t make that. seunghee lied i did not help her on her graded project We did not help I don’t know why she would say that”

and he kind of laughs and forgets where he is and his hand touches your back

jimin chokes

you sort of look at him like OoO BRO

he pulls away so FAST like you’re on fire or something

“it’s okay. it’s a pretty volcano.” clears throat. “a-anyways. have a nice day guys.”

he looks like he wants to say something more but cant really afford to, so he sulks away and talks to more parents

“omg….he just had sex with you again” jimin said quietly. “omg. that was wild”

“he literally touched me what are you TALKING ABOUT”

“can’t believe you just did that….right in front of me….”

“literally SHUT UP RIGHT NOW OMG”

again you don’t see prof jung often

you see him a couple of times when you wait for seunghee

its been a hot minute, like a few weeks

he doesn’t speak much but when he does it’s like “oh hi y/n! waiting for seunghee?” or “you can come in for a bit while seunghee packs up” or “plans for the weekend?”

once you dumbly said “i miss you” before you left and both prof jung and seunghee are like “oh hoe you didnt”

“huh?” he asks.

“I said i’ll see you,” you say. “like...i don’t know. see you soon? i guess”

he knows what you really said

he raises his brow’s and laughs and’s like, “me too, y/n. i’ll see you both soon. enjoy your weekend!”

“you’re literally so dumb,” seunghee says whilst walking back to the dorm, “like really so fucking dumb. i MISS YOU??? REALLY? THAT’S ALL YOU SAID??? I’M LIVING OFF CRUMBS HERE”

“wtf do you MEAN???”

“yknow he always asks me, “how are your friends? y/n, the others?” like why would he ask about you...unless he missed you too….and wanted to see you…..omg you’re both really so dumb”

you think about that for a while

back at flat 18, everybody is out of classes for the weekend; jimin is finishing up an essay so he won’t have to do it last minute monday morning, haseul is watching vines on her phone and guk is currently eating the peaches that you were craving and wanted to eat so bought and stored away for later

later as in now

he offers you one but afterwards you feel like…?? weirdly nauseous

“do you need some water?” guk is on alert rn “i swear i didn’t poison you or anything!!!!!”

“i...literally didn’t even think you had but now that you’ve brought it up…”

like this sickness is so sudden you just wanna throw up all your internal organs

“you should go to bed,” haseul says and she’s like rushing to you to push you towards your room. “i will get a hot water bottle ready and blankets and oh- actually no, you can’t risk eating in-case it makes you feel worse. at least try and eat like these bland ass biscuits seunghee brought because then you’ll throw up something instead of nothing. are you okay, did i ask if you were okay? are you?”

the best thing about flat 18 is that they’re like a little tight family and if one of you is sick, they become worried parents and it’s so cute

anyway so you stay in bed for the rest of the day

and most of saturday morning

flat 18 are debating whether or not to really go out on saturday but you groggily tell them to just go and have fun and you’ll stay at home :( crying :( watching peaky blinders on netflix :(

haseul and seunghee decide to stay in with you for a girls night while jeongguk and jimin head to their friend taehyung’s dorm

at some point during a very intense sex scene between tommy shelby and some random woman you don’t care about currently, you feel a very intense wave of sickness

OFF TO THE BATHROOM YOU GO!!

as you’re throwing up you’re thinking over every possible reason for being sick

food poisoning?

flu?

and then you pause mid heave

could…..could you be pregnant?

omg no

wait omg yes you totally could be

you panic so much that you throw up again

seunghee and haseul are right outside the door asking if you need anything and haseul comes in to hold your hair and seunghee is rubbing your thigh like “honey please what do you need?”

sheepishly you look at her and squeak out, “i don’t think im sick.”

seunghee’s like “well obviously you are you’re throwing up like crazy right now, oh, yeah, okay baby yeah let it out let it all out” 

makes mental note to buy air-freshener

after throwing up you just hAVE to ask

“hee...i need you to go out and get me something”

“sure honey, anything. what do you need?”

“......i need you to get me a pregnancy test.”

haseul and seunghee share a look

“are you serious?” seunghee’s voice is really gentle and quiet

“yes i need to be sure,” your voice is croaky and you keep crying in between each word and seunghee just squeezes your thigh assuringly and nods

“y-yeah, of course, wow, oh my god, okay. i’ll go and get one- no, wait, haseul should i get three? is three the safe number?”

“yeah. three is safe. like, you do an experiment three times to get a fair result and the test could read wrong”

“please stop talking about science im actually really scared right now”

seunghee is already half out the flat with her keys when she says, “do you want me to call guk and jimin?”

and you debate it but knowing guk he’d have a meltdown and tell taehyung what’s going on and it’s supposed to be a private sort of thing

and what gives you might not Actually be pregnant

“have you missed your period?” haseul asks

“yeah but i thought” sniff “it was just late :( my periods are always irregular but if i did the math” hiccup “right then it should have come four days ago :(”

seunghee comes back with three pregnancy tests

(“the cashier said, ‘oh, good luck dear! you look like you’ll be a wonderful mother!’ like HONEY IM NOT LOOKING FOR KIDS I’M TOO YOUNG” “s-seunghee-eeEEEeee im also too young what am i gonna doOOooOoooo i cant do this”)

they both promise to be in there with you while you find out because you’re literally sobbing and shaking and lets be real, they’ve showered with you like ten times and they’ve seen all your bits and pieces and it’s just pee! everybody pees

you’re sitting down in a ball shape by the bathtub like TERRIFIED of looking at the little stick

“is it...professor jung’s?” seunghee asks quietly

“he’s the only person i’ve slept with in like three years, i’m positive it’s his,” you reply. “if im even pregnant, that is…”

haseul rubs your arm lovingly. “want to take a look? should be done by now.”

it takes you a few minutes and then eventually you nod

well

here goes nothing!!!!!

you peer over at the stick and like

your heart drops

maybe you wanna throw up again

all three sticks say: PREGNANT: 5 WEEKS

“what’s it say?” haseul asks gently and you set down one of the tests and look back at seunghee and haseul with an unreadable expression

“congrats. you’re gonna be an auntie.”

haseul is the first to crack

it felt weird to have friends excited?? about your second year of uni pregnancy? unplanned accidental pregnancy with a bIOLOGY PROFESSOR AT UR UNI????

but haseul brings you in for a hug with an excited laugh and seunghee braves taking a stick in her hand and looks at it for herself

yep, you’re having a baby all right!!!

everything is fine until you realise the big problem

how the hell are you going to tell hoseok you’re carrying his baby

does he want kids? probs not! and you never asked if he was married?? WHAT IF HE ALREADY HAS KIDS? WHAT IF HE HAS A WHOLE FAMILY??????

then you start crying

“omg, y/n, please don’t cry, it’s okay, we’re going to figure something out!”

“you don’t necessarily have to keep it if you dont want to,” haseul points out, even though you know she’s already planning dates to look after baby y/n when it’s been pushed out into the world

“h-how am i gonna tell h-hoseok that im having his baby….and i dont wanna get r-rid of it i dont wanna hurt this baby i love this baby i only just f-found out about it but i want this baby i wanna look after this baby this is my BABY?? im having a baby holy fuck you guys! im gonna be a mom this is so scary what the fuck am i gonna do????”

seunghee makes a call to jeongguk and jimin asking them to come back with ice-cream because they have things to talk about

jeongguk is worried like “oh god did i leave my underwear on the couch again? i said i was sorry and i thought id moved them this time”

and seunghee says, “um...no but now im going to double check the couch...dont forget the ice-cream BYEEEE”

needless to say that they’ve very VERY surprised to come home and discover that they’re gonna be uncles

and that the baby belongs to the Daddy of Biology

“i………..what did i miss while i was gone wtf you’re PREGNANT?”

“omg i’m gonna be an uncle??????? really?????? reAlly!!!”

of course the big issue right now is telling hoseok about it

like what are you supposed to do? go up to him and be like Hey hot stuff you’re gonna be a dad!! Happy Monday!!

“if he doesn’t want to help look after it, i would be happy being the adoptive dad of your baby,” jimin offers, staring at your stomach for the fifth straight hour. “because i love you and i also like babies.”

“aw, min, i love you too, but if hoseok doesn’t want to be the dad to this baby, i was already planning to ask guk because GOD KNOWS you would be the worst at looking after kids- dont look at me like that, i know you i CAN SEE THE TYPE OF PERSON YOU ARE!”

you decide to skip classes on monday and only head out when you need to

and by “need to” i mean you decided that today would be the day you told hoseok

you had the whole of sunday to think over it and seunghee helped you devise a plan

hoseok has office hours from around 3pm to 9pm on mondays and her class finishes at 2:45pm, and apparently people use his monday office hours on the evening so “you should probably come then, and you and him can talk in his office where it’s more private!”

and thank god seunghee has the brain cells in this friendship because you were about to announce it in the open and you doubt that mr min would be thrilled to hear his colleague knocked up a visual arts second year student

it’s 2:30pm and you leave the flat to make it to campus for around 2:37pm

it doesn’t take long at all to walk across campus to the science department and so you’re a little bit early to seunghee’s class because they’re still clearing up by the time you get there

the science department has chosen to smell like a hospital even more today and you shudder, already mulling over the idea that you could be going to a hospital soon to get baby scans and then eventually labour and holy fucking SHIT you’re gonna have to push this thing out of your vagi-

the class leaves at 2:45 on the dot (because hoseok likes to let his kids out early because he’s a cool teacher and apparently nothing like the grouchy art teachers in your department) and actually, today seunghee hasn’t turned up to class so you’re sort of waiting for nobody rn

just >:) as >:) planned

when everybody else has gone you head inside really quietly

hoseok hears you anyway and looks over really quickly and smiles so wide like :D

“y/n! how are you!”

“haha yeah im just great professor like really Uh yeah doing great”

“seunghee’s actually not here today. i thought you guys lived together, didn’t you know that?”

and you’re like like “uh yeah i knew. i’m, well, i’m actually not here for her. i’m here for you.”

hoseok is vERY VERY CONFUSED

“is everything ok?”

you smile at him as a way of reassuring him

on the inside you’re like oh hoseok sweetie you have no idea what’s coming

“yeah. i asked seunghee what time your office hours were and she said from around 3 to 9? and obviously, its like five to three and so i am early but. look i just- i really need to speak with you.”

he stands up quickly. “is something wrong?”

“i’m not sure yet,” you reply honestly. “shall we. um. can we go to your office?”

he blinks. “oh! yeah, sure, let me get- my coat and yeah let’s go. i’ll lead the way.”

along the way you just so happen to bump into professor min and he smiles at hoseok and then at you and he’s like “oh? miss l/n, what are you doing here? i didn’t know you took science?” (he only knows who you are because of the open day)

“Oh, no i don’t. um. well,” you pause. cause what are you supposed to say???? “i’m just getting some work for seunghee. she’s...sick and bedridden, so, here i am!”

professor min is just like “huh. okay well have fun i’m going to take a nap in my office :D” and leaves

hoseok’s office is surprisingly clean and cute and there’s flowers everywhere and a cute little yellow rug and you stop to just take in how this room is hoseok in Room Form

like a room has never looked so much like a person it’s him as a room and you love it

“i didn’t really clean up because i didn’t expect anybody- especially you- to be coming. uh, here, let me just close the door. want to sit?”

you take up the offer and sit on the couch opposite his desk and he sits on the desk looking at you really worriedly. “is...everything okay?”

he wants to ask if somebody found out, but at the same time, he really doesn’t want to make you think that he was like repulsed by having sex with you because it was The best sex of his life and he’s not afraid to admit that

“yes. i just” sigh. might as well get on with it. “how long has it been since the wedding?”

hoseok pauses. thinks. “well...i mean, like, probably six weeks? yeah, six weeks. why?”

“okay, and usually, what does it mean when a woman misses her period?”

“wha- well, sometimes it could be an irregular cycle. but it’s usually because they’re conceiving...”

hoseok really doesn’t wanna overthink but...like….he’s overthinking rn

“and how long does it take for them to start showing?”

“well someone can know that they’re pregnant as early as four weeks, usually. although 50% of women say they show at five, and 70% said they show symptoms at six weeks-”

there’s a beat of silence

you worriedly look at hoseok and he’s just. quiet

you can see the clogs moving in his head and his eyes are flitting up from your stomach to your face repeatedly and wow he’s gone a bit pale?

“i...what?”

“i’m...i’m pregnant.”

“i…” he starts to speak but literally stops and he’s just really quiet

you can feel your eyes filling up because oh god he doesn’t want the baby you’ve ruined his LIFE

but really he’s just thinking really hard rn

like

omg

a beautiful girl he likes is carrying HIS BABY

A BABY HE HELPED MAKE

and then he’s like but shes a student at my uni is this weird? its weird its wrong but i love babies and ‘im gonna be a dad????? and she’s really pretty????? and i like her?????? and that’s my kid??????????

you’re seriously about to cry and be like its ok if you don’t want it i can look after it alone and my flat are okay with it i just would want some help like maybe a little bit just for the first few months when he moves from the desk towards you and drops to his knees between your legs

“is- is it mine?”

“what- of course it’s yours!”

“i’m sorry! i didn’t want to assume!!!”

“i wouldnt be here if it wasn’t yours!”

he huffs out a laugh and then just starts smiling so wide

“omg are you actually pregnant? really?”

and then you start laughing like “YES omg why would i lie here’s a test for proof i was crying a lot over the weekend.”

now that he has concrete evidence hoseok is getting a bit excited about this

above all circumstances he is gonna be a dad and wow he’s always wanted a family!!

you’re so relieved that he’s happy :)

but then he has to think realistically about this: you’re still a student, probably barely twenty one, and he’s a professor and things will be extremely complicated

he debates whether or not to tell professor min

because yoongi has been his friend forever and he actually helped him get the job at this uni and he probably wouldn’t judge him for it because he had seemed excited when hoseok told him about the wedding night (obviously spared of the details that the best Pussy of his life was miss y/n l/n)

“do...do you want to keep it?”

you look at him like OnO “yes :( is that okay”

“YES omg it’s okay!!! that’s our BABY!!!”

ok he’s so excited

“this is so weird and i never ever thought this would happen but!!!!!! i’m gonna be a dad???”

“yes!!!”

then

“wait fuck are you married or anything?” you have to ask it’s been bugging you all weekend. “because i’m happy with raising a baby with you but i don’t think i can handle telling ur wife or whatever that we had sex at a wedding.”

he finds this really funny

“no, i’m not married. i was drunk at the wedding but not drunk enough to cheat on someone :( i would never do that :(”

well. 

THAT COVERS IT THEN

now he has to make plans to like. get to know you because there’s no way in hell his baby is gonna grow up with complicated parents like he wants his kid to have the best life ever :(

hoseok now also has to come to terms with the fact that seunghee knows he had sex with her best friend and is having a baby with her and now he’s horrified

“you did wHAT”

hoseok decided against his better judgement to tell yoongi about what’s going on

since you told your entire flat about it he figured it was only fair that he could also tell somebody he trusted

he has a couple of friends outside the department who he really trusts, like namjoon and seokjin, two married professors who teach literature and creative writing, and sociology, respectively, who will eventually find out, whenever he’s figured out what he’s going to do

considering everything, yoongi isn’t that put off by the fact that he knocked up a student

i mean, yes he’s shocked that it was you of all students ever and then he pieces together you going into his office and the way he had literally described you as “artistic and fascinating” and fucking hell he should have realised sooner

“i...kind of got her pregnant. which- before you yell at me, isn’t the end of the world because we’re both willing to give it 110%!”

“yeah i dont give a fuck about that- i’m still on about the fact that you came back here after that wedding and told me all the raunchy details about you and y/n and i called it hOT and now i find out its a student i KNOW?????? oh my god i need to lie down again.”

(he takes it well, and congratulates him)

meanwhile you’re already making plans to tell your family about it but you want to do it after the first scan

seunghee has done so much research on pregnancy that she was worried the school would catch on by reading the wifi bill and seeing that all she ever googles is “how big is a baby at six weeks?” or “when should i go for a baby scan?”

she seems to think that twelve to fourteen weeks is a good time to get the baby scan and that you’ll probably start showing by then which is the PERF time to tell everybody about it

at the moment you’re not too worried about telling your family

your mom is pretty understanding and your dad has been out of the picture for a while now, and you’re the baby sibling so at least she still has an older daughter to brag about

because from now on it’s gonna be “yeah this is my eldest she’s a LAWYER and this is my youngest haha she fucked her biology professor”

not that she’d use those words

you’re actually more afraid of what people at uni are gonna think when you start showing because you’re not really up for missing out a whole 9 months just to be a year behind your friends

and morning sickness was so awful this morning that you just couldn’t be bothered to go in for class today

thankfully it was just a free sort of day where kids either did the art marathon or worked for their midterms so you could sort of afford to miss a day

guk went to class for an hour before coming back to the flat and haseul didn’t have classes that day so once again, art attack squad just had a nice day at home

haseul is most concerned about the baby and the baby’s health and so went through a crazy moment of trying to eliminate foods that are bad for you during pregnancy

“where’s all my chocolate gone?” “well i moved it so that you can limit yourself on what you eat! chocolate isn’t great for your skin and you should probably start eating healthy if you want the little honey to be nice and healthy when they arrive!”

haseul has money on it being a little girl

guk and seunghee want it to be a boy and jimin is the type of person to have no opinion until the baby is born and then proceeds to say, “see! i told you it would be a boy/girl!”

since you last saw hoseok, he hasn’t really decided what he’d like them to come out as yet; yoongi wants it to be a girl, though

seunghee actually went to class and ended up waiting behind afterwards to give him all the updates

“is she doing okay?” “yES she’s amazing and the baby is doing so well too!!! i mean it’s only been about seven weeks and so y/n is like barely showing, but he’s about the size of a blueberry! isn’t that cute?”

then she pauses and is like, “wait...we live off campus so like. do you want to maybe come round? and see her? i think she’d appreciate seeing you.”

“ᶜᵃⁿ ᶦ?” hoseok is really excited because yeah he does like you and he’d see you whenever he could but 1) he didn’t know how to contact you and 2) where do you even live because if its on campus he definitely can’t pop round and be like “wassup where’s my baby mama”

anyway he comes round with her and you’re very unprepared to see hoseok and seunghee step through the front door

jeongguk is like midway through kissing your tummy over and over and haseul is on amazon looking at baby clothes because she “has to be ready for any opportunity”

of course anything can happen and she’s praying that nothing bad happens because she just found the cutest bear onesie ever and OOPS its in her cart

“it’s,” gesturing to guk and his lips on your stomach, eyes wide, “not what it looks like!”

but hoseok just laughs and puts down his bag and is like, “hehe i know. how are you!”

guk clears out to another part of the couch and decides that he has to, before he dies, see a y/n and hoseok interaction and he can hardly contain his excitement when hoseok sits down next to you and looks at you with a fond ass expression

“good! i had a little bit of morning sickness, but i’m okay. how are you?”

and hoseok’s like well i’m not currently carrying a baby im fine of course i’m fine i want to know about you

because it came to his attention when he was with yoongi earlier that he really doesn’t know anything about you PERIODT

and he wants to know everything and anything

at that point guk takes his leave and he, haseul and seunghee go to the kitchen to give you and hoseok some of your own private space

“i cant believe professor jung is in my living room right now...”

“I WALKED ACROSS CAMPUS WITH HIM GUK I WAS FREAKING OUT THE ENTIRE TIME!!!”

meanwhile you and hoseok are taking the moment to get to know each other

because in about 9 months time or whatever you’re gonna be parents

so you gotta know everything

hoseok learns a lot of things about you: your love for chocolate, that strawberry milk is your favourite flavour, your favourite colours are natural colours like white and beige and browns, your favourite movie or your favourite song…….

and you learn quite a few things about him in return: growing up he always loved science, he wanted to go into dance during high school but it clashed with science club so he gave it up, his favourite flavour milk is banana and his favourite colour is yellow…...

“mm i knew the yellow already :)”

“oh yeah?” hoseok has an arm around your shoulders, one hand stroking the side of your face and the other brushing against your stomach. “how?”

“the rug in your office. and the fact you like banana milk,” you laugh.

“what? the banana milk has nothing to do with it.”

“it does, don’t lie.”

“okay, but it’s not the main reason!!!”

once again it begins to feel like you’ve known hoseok for years and wow it’s so easy to talk to him and he’s so gentle and nice You’re ready to donate your whole heart to him on the spot

“so i was thinking actually,” you propose suddenly, and at this point the gang have come out of the kitchen and are gathered in the living room (jeongguk said that he’s technically in-laws with hoseok now and so there’s no point avoiding it) “that we should go out together this weekend.”

hoseok grins: “are you asking me out on a date right now?”

“yes,” you nod with a firm look. “yes, i am. i am taking authoritative because you’re slow and i want to go on a date with you. i wanna get to know you and work on this.”

hoseok agrees and presses a warm kiss to your temple. “mm, okay then, honey. it’s a date.”

(jimin gets home late and kicks off his shoes by the door. “GUYS!!! YOU’LL NEVER GUESS WHO LOOKED MIGHTY FINE THIS MORNING!! If you guessed Professor Min, then you were RIGHT!! At this rate, Y/N won’t be the only person knocked up by a science professor cause I’m telling you, I’m ready for Professor Min to tell me the exact speed of light whilst balls deep in my a- OH. Uh. Hi, Professor Jung. Nice day?”)

((nobody knows how to move on from that.))

it’s been exactly 9 weeks since your little honey has been conceived :D

hoseok comes to visit more frequently and he now has your number and emergency contact details so whenever he can, he’s asking how you and the baby are and stuff

he texts asking about your day a lot

mostly about the baby though

from hoseok: what are naming it ^_^

to hoseok: hmm i believe we haven’t gone over the names yet :)

from hoseok: i meant like a nickname!!

from hoseok: yoongi has been calling them “squid” because when we became friends we bonded over someone calling a sperm cell a squid cell and i guess it kind of stuck

to hoseok: omg i dont wanna call them squid then :-(

from hoseok: hmm how about simply ‘baby’?

but i want u to call me baby…

from hoseok: but i wanna call YOU baby and it might get confusing...little one? little guy?

to hoseok: haseul thinks its a girl teeheehee

from hoseok: so i’ve been told

from hoseok: okay, how about honey? i know i call you honey sometimes but honey can be exclusively our baby name

to hoseok: hmm

to hoseok: honey is cute :3

from hoseok: haha okay baby, honey it is then!

you’re waiting until week 14 for an ultrasound

seunghee did more research and said 14 is a lucky number and so it just seemed right

and also most women go around 14 weeks and later because by then the gender will be revealed and that’s exciting!!

THANKFULLY you weren’t planning to visit family for christmas because they’re abroad visiting family and so at least you can surprise them when they’re back with a baby scan and hoseok :D

“did you also know that the baby is now the size of a cherry?” guk said suddenly one evening, as he lay next to you in his bed, by the way, WHY you were in his bed when he woke up he has no idea. “that’s so cute. little cherry all snug in there, huh.”

you find that jeongguk is now...abnormally nice

like you loved that you and jeongguk could be brutal to each other and still be fine in the next three minutes

but ever since you found out you were pregnant, he’s been toning it down a lot

truthfully he doesn’t want to overdo it and add any stress on you during the pregnancy, and he just wants to be supportive and be ‘the best uncle in the business’, to which jimin competes

haseul and seunghee are the ideal best friends in this situation: haseul is so ready to be an aunt it’s crazy and she already has an amazon cart full of cute things and seunghee already claimed dibs on helping you and hoseok set up a nursery for the baby

it’s still being decided but there’s a big chance you and hoseok will move in together to raise baby honey together

the house you were eyeing is relatively close to campus and to flat 18, which they’re planning to rent out for the next two years of uni after this one

so it’s close to honey’s aunts and uncles and also close for hoseok to get to work and for you to get to classes

jimin is the friend who still doesn’t really know what to do in this situation

he replaced jeongguk as the annoying younger brother type, even though he’s a few months older than both you and jeongguk, he’s such a brat lmao

10 weeks

“i’m convinced that my boobs have got bigger- haven’t they gotten bigger?”

so it is one of those days where hoseok is free to come and visit you at the Holy flat 18

it’s become his second home because he comes by so often

seunghee isn’t so weirded out by her professor being basically one of her friends, and in-fact she tries to abuse this by trying to get him to give her “in-law special treatment”

(“i gave you special treatment on your ugly volcano!” “OI the mother of your child helped make that volcano!!!”)

he really doesn’t give any bias tho he basically passes everybody

“i mean,” hoseok begins, and you move between his legs for him to get a good angle. considering you two haven’t been ‘together’ long, you’re incredibly comfortable around him. “yeah, actually. wow, they have!”

“rIGHT? none of my bras fit me anymore. oh god, i’m gonna have to start buying granny bras- do you think they’ll get that big?”

“it’s possible. all women increase in size during pregnancy. actually, some can lose weight instead of putting it on.”

“not me.”

“no, but you look healthy and gorgeous and i like it.”

you giggle- the same giggle he remembers you doing on the Big Night- and shuffle into some bigger trousers that you and haseul went to buy a few days ago

clothes just aren’t fitting anymore and so while you’re upgrading to trendy maternity-style clothes haseul and seunghee are super excited to go to town with outfits they can make from your wardrobe

“well, good! because you’re stuck with me for the next….like, nine months.”

“technically, it’s seven months now.”

you glare

“but i’m gonna still be here after those seven months!!!”

“good!!! you better be,” you shuffle over to sit next to him with your legs around him- one behind and one over his lap and he smiles down at you, “because i’m growing fond of you.”

“well that’s convenient, because i’m rather fond of you, too.”

outside the door, jimin starts laughing “wtf it’s 2018 who says fond anymore?”

12 weeks :)

this morning you realise

wow

i’m actually pregnant pregnant

you’re starting to show now and honestly...looking at it, you realise how creepy baby bumps are

“oh my GOD, seunghee come look at it now it’s gotten really big!”

it’s not even that big

but it’s bigger

seunghee is so excited about this fact

the flat have been taking pictures of the bump every week and printing it so they can keep a timeline for when honey is born

jeongguk and seunghee are still dead set on honey being a little baby boy but haseul is trying to convince them otherwise

“we’re calling her honey for now, right? so, what i have planned, is, we buy her a bee onesie. representing both bees AND the bee movie. worlds best dressed baby.”

you started to develop a fear of going to class because you’re unsure on how people will take the news that you’re pregnant

you’re not that much of a popular person but everybody in the class knows you well enough to know that you’re not the type to sleep around

so it would be a valid shock to hear that you’re pregnant

but you have to go because you can’t afford to miss anymore classes

and you also have to….break the news to your professors because at some point you’re going to have to have a lot of time off to pop out a human being

“he’s the size of a plum by now, isn’t he?”

jeongguk is particularly excited about honey this morning and he has literally not shut up about them since you got into class

“yes, THEY are about the size of a plum- did seunghee tell you that?”

“omg no im a good best friend and i did all my research!! it’s so cute that they compare honey to fruits online- next week he’s gonna be as big as a lemon!”

class is….just your luck, pretty busy today

most students are in the drawing rooms and a few are drawing a still life model

jeongguk gets right to work finishing his final project while you head to the office to speak to your professor, who is really lazy and sits in his office all day and doesn’t even supervise

professor choi, the lovely lady who ends up running all classes, is the dearest angel and you’re ready to chat to her next

professor bowen, your grouchy art professor, is literally so :| when you break the news

like he could not give two shits

he puts down his coffee and is like “oh. well, i couldn’t tell. congratulations, talk to the dean about your maternity dates. and shut the damn door behind you.”

like

damn sir okay

professor choi <3 is so <3 excited <3

she immediately goes to touch your stomach and then quickly stops herself like “oops, silly me! i remember when i had my first child i was so picky with who could touch my belly!! heeheehee how many weeks are you darling!!”

she’s already getting so excited and inviting herself to the birth

like please professor choi

we love you but please don’t turn up for the birth

PLEATHE

she keeps making invitations to bring the baby to classes when they’re born because “obviously im amazing with babies and ooh i just can’t wait to see them! jeongguk- don’t tell me you stepped up and did this all by yourself?”

jeongguk nearly throws up

“EWWWWWWW wtf i mean y/n babe i love you but EWWHJFHJKS why would i want to be with y/n she’s like my annoying sister! no the daddy is ho-”

and you’re like BITCH STOP!!!

“....honestly the best man on planet earth? you definitely don’t know him at all.”

14 weeks :)

“okay, miss l/n. it’s going to feel a little bit cold, but we’re going to put some ultrasound gel on your stomach now, is that okay?”

it’s the day of the ultrasound!!!

for you and hoseok this is the Big moment next to birth because it’s almost like final confirmation that there’s a baby in there

at this point you’re starting to show a lot

it’s big enough for you and flat 18 to know there’s a difference

but tbh if people didn’t know you they might just think you’ve got a few pounds on you and nobody cares at all at uni like literally nobody gives a fuck about what anybody else looks like

hoseok got permission of the dean to get the day off (he told them that his girlfriend was going for an ultrasound and so he just had to be there, and the dean, not knowing any better, was all smiles and said, “of course, professor jung! congratulations! i didn’t know you were expecting, or even dating!”)

because the best thing about being jung hoseok is the fact that he’s well known and it gets him out of trouble sometimes

thankfully the dean is old and dumb and didn’t clock on to the fact that you paid her a visit like a few weeks prior asking about maternity dates :)

PHEW!!!

jung hoseok’s job: saved

hoseok is holding your hand reassuringly and is sitting to your left, the other hand on your ankle and his leg is going cRAZY it’s just bobbing like heck next to the bed

a part of him is still really sort of insecure because even though the sonographer and nurse present don’t know that hoseok is a professor at your uni, he still feels really weird knowing who he is and how you could do better and could be doing better and more if it weren’t for stupid him not putting on a condom

he is so excited to have this baby but he thinks about that a lot, about how he’s basically ruined your life by putting a baby inside of you

you look incredibly excited though, lying on the bed with your eyes really wide and expectant because omg this is your baby!!!!

now that you’re here there’s some finality

ever since you found out you were pregnant there had been so many doubts but now that you’re here, with hoseok, about to see honey for the first time…

alexa play Despacito cause this is epic

“okay. let’s see what your baby is getting up to in there!”

this sonographer is really enthusiastic apparently

“alrighty. so, as you can see...oh! always a good sign- we have a confirmed heartbeat. usually that puts parents at ease, knowing their baby is all okay and healthy in there!”

and then she starts listing off various body parts but in all honesty you cant see a thing

hoseok is very interested in the screen and his smile gets wider at every body part she lists off

you really should be invested in the baby inside of you but when he smiles like that :( you just wanna grab him and kiss him really deeply

“everything seems to be perfectly fine with your baby, miss l/n. a very beautiful baby. they’re about the size of a peach right now, isn’t that just incredible?”

hoseok’s grinning like it’s his default facial expression

he squeezes your hand really tight and kisses it three times

“that’s our baby,” you say, still in motherly awe. “they’re real! we did THAT!”

“yeah, we did,” he replies, lips still pressed against your skin. “i’m proud of you.”

“i haven’t done anything yet!”

but really you have

to him you’re one of the bravest people he’s ever met in his entire life and he knows it must be so so hard for you to accept the fact that you’re having a baby aged 20 during uni

not that it’s uncommon but it’s just….not particularly ideal? at this moment in time?

“im so happy right now.”

“me too, baby.” you squeeze his hands, “me too!!!! our baby!!!! honey is the size of a peach already!!!”

he starts laughing

hoseok is just so overwhelmed with emotions he genuinely feels like he might cry rn

“i’m so happy it’s with you,” he says honestly and like the nurse is like :’) and you’re like :’o “it could have been anyone at any point in my life, but i’m so glad it’s with you.”

you look at him in awe

because that’s the most romantic thing anybody has ever said to you

like

ever

you tug him gently by the hand and he brings himself forward and

SMOOCH

you believe this is the first kiss he has given you since the “big shindig” (for some reason, flat 18 are obsessed with calling everything a shindig and so it just sort of stuck)

so it’s a big deal

and it’s also at the place where your pregnancy was confirmed

it’s perfect

the nurse is like AWWWWWWWWW

the sonographer is just like “anyways ! do you want to know the gender !!!”

you and hoseok have talked about maybe finding out sooner

it would put flat 18 at rest knowing if honey is a girl or a boy

but deep down it’s like...if honey is a boy or a girl for definite you don’t want the nickname honey to go away when you start referring to it as a name you both like...and plus like isnt it way too early

hoseok is happy with whatever choice you want because he likes the element of surprise

you two decided a couple of days ago that it could be super cute to have a reveal party

jimin was particularly excited about that idea (“I’M GONNA MAKE THE CUPCAKES”)

“um actually, can you like put it in an envelope!! we want to have a reveal party so it’s gonna be a surprise for now!”

the nurse and stuff are like “omg yes of course!!” and so it’s sealed away in a little envelope

“i can’t believe we’re actually like...almost parents,” hoseok says on the way back to the car.

“i know. it’s so weird. i can’t believe WE’RE having a kid together.”

hoseok helps strap you in because he’s one of THOSE expecting fathers who like as soon as he knows it’s happening he’s cautious about EVERYTHING

literally everything

falling out of bed when he’s staying over? not allowed, he’s making pillow barriers

tripping over rugs? the rug is being rolled up and put away

hotel? trivago

“it’s actually super funny to me because like i always fantasised about boning the Daddy of biology and look at where we are right now!!”

he starts the car- “the ‘daddy of biology’? what??”

and you’re like, “oh yeah oops haha basically i had a fat old crush on you and we all started calling you that.”

“i’m...honoured? well i knew you had a crush on me already, heehee”

as he pulls out of the hospital he glances over and grins to himself. “if it makes you feel better, i remember telling yoongi about the cute friend of seunghee who comes to my class every other day. yoongi made fun of me for weeks afterwards, and now look at us!!”

(yes it boosts your ego a little bit)

when christmas comes around hoseok makes an ultimate surprise

you end up showing off the baby scan like it’s a broken wrist in primary school because everybody wants to see the little honey

jeongguk is CONVINCED he can see a penis and so he’s like 98% sure it’s a baby boy

haseul tells him several times that it’s literally honey’s foot but he’s having none of it

you call your mom and tell her that you’re coming to see her in early january

(specifically january 4th)

she’s weirdly suspicious about it but nonetheless excited

hoseok has made plans for you to meet his family just afterwards so you’re going to be showing off the scan quite frequently

flat 18 don’t like doing gifts at christmas but jimin always bakes goodies for the flat

this year you’re particularly upset because you have yet to taste jimin’s christmas cookies and you already took your recommended amount of sugar by the time his cookies are done

“one cookie won’t hurt honey,” seunghee says

“i’m not taking aNY risks with it!!!”

hoseok makes a stop by the flat after you’ve had your first christmas dinner as a flat <3 aw

he shocks everybody when he walks in because he’s gone the extra mile and got gifts for everybody in the flat

“it’s just a way of me saying thanks for looking after my babies,” he says as he hands out the gifts

you can literally feel jeongguk’s smirk

and of course !!! he got you like three gifts because you’re secretly like the love of his life

even though it’s really not a secret but still

he mostly gets you the typical christmas things like things he knows you wanted (like that sailor moon designer ring that you don’t need really but omg its gorgeous and you want matching)

the last gift is really small and you’re like :O because the small gifts are usually the super thoughtful ones

it’s keys….

you’re almost like “HUH”

then it clicks

“oh...my...GOD?????”

hoseok bought the place you and him went to check out a few weeks back (the one just a few minutes away from the flat and campus)

AND IT DOESN’T END THERE

he’s all giggly and happy when you start BLUBBERING about how you own a house and now you can get a nursery and omg no more listening to jimin and jeongguk screaming over super smash ultimate in the living room

“because i think it’s time we live together, as a family, you know?” he says, holding you in his arms and kissing your face really sweetly. “it’ll be so good, living with my girlfriend and soon enough, my baby.”

“g-girlfriend?”

“well, yeah baby, of course. wanna be my girlfriend? please?”

you cry even more

“wtf yes of course i do :(”

(flat 18 are extremely territorial and are only settled and content with you leaving when hoseok takes them to the house and they’re like :D okay we’re coming over every weekend)

((haseul cries when she sees the room that’s gonna be the nursery))

15 weeks ^_^

“what if your mom beats my ass?”

today is january 4th which means it is the day that hoseok is going to meet your family

and also the day they are going to indirectly meet the little honey :’)

honey is now the size of a navel orange according to the website that everyone in flat 18 has pinned on their laptop chrome browser

which is really cute

jimin is the flat 18 member who likes to call honey everything but honey and recently started nicknaming them after the fruits on the website

so he’s like, “good morning little satsuma!” or “hello navel orange, how are you?” when he sees you around the flat

you’re probably going to be officially moved out by next week which is really exciting teeheehee

“she won’t….probably. my mom is really nice! she’ll like you!”

“will she still like me when she finds out i teach biology to seunghee?”

“yes probably, i don’t think she really knows what that means.”

“what, biology?”

“no, i don’t think she’ll realise that you’re a professor at my- you know what, never mind that. did you lock the car?”

since christmas and becoming hoseok’s official girly, you two have just been closer than ever

hoseok is still really cautious about the baby stuff because this is obviously his first baby ever

he’s that person who thinks having sex will like kill the baby

of course, he did try it once

just to say he’d had sex with a pregnant lady

“that’s one for the bois.”

“what bois, you don’t have any friends, baby.”

“NOT true i have like 3 friends!!”

when hoseok timidly knocks on your mom’s front door he’s so so nervous when a big buff man opens the door instead

inside he’s like wtf i thought y/n’s dad was like GONE

but then you’re like “oh hi daren! yeah, this is my boyfriend, hoseok, hoseok this is my mom’s boyfriend!”

you didn’t tell hoseok just because you got pleasure seeing him look so terrified at the thought of telling ur Dad that he knocked you up

thankfully you’re not close enough to daren for him to have any protective feelings for you

not like a close dad would anyway

when he meets your mom it’s literally like meeting an older You

like

your mom is so nice :(

she greets hoseok really really excitedly and is all for embarrassing you within 5 minutes of you coming home

“did you know that it’s been exactly four years and five months since y/n came home with a BOY? she never comes home with anybody!!! i thought she was joining a nunnery!!!”

like omg…..so funny…...really, like, joke of the year

your sister is also here and she’s looking at hoseok like -_o because…. “i’ve seen you somewhere…”

now you’re shaking

omg does she KNOW

“i mean, he was at [cousin’s name]’s wedding hahahha...that’s probably how u know him….small world.”

“ew what do you MEAN he was there- he’s not family is he?”

o.o

“wtf no he’s a friend of [groom’s name] wtf Why would i be dating him if he was family What is wrong with you?”

you guys have a nice little snack and tea together and hoseok starts to feel really comfortable

but then Mrs y/n puts down her tea and sits back in her chair, slapping her thighs: “alright then. so what’s this big surprise you have for us?”

oh

oh yeah he forgot about the fact that you’re having his kid and you’re about to drop the news

suddenly he wants to throw up the brownies he just ate

and your sisters blue shirt looks like a perfect place to throw up <3

“well, it’s kind of been a surprise to us all, actually,” you begin, and you take hoseok’s hands in your own and your sister narrows in on it and she knows like right away

she thought she saw the bump but didn’t want to mention it because You’re the sensitive sister and if it was just weight gain she didn’t wanna handle you crying everywhere

but now she knows and she sits back in her seat and starts to smile

she wants to say something but hoseok looks at her like owo please don’t say anything sis

(she doesn’t)

“but, me and hoseok are in a very...close relationship-”

“oh god you got married didn’t you.”

“um, no, but, i’m sure that’s in the future, right? y-yeah? right, yeah, um…”

“it’s not something we’re discussing right now,” hoseok blurts out. “but, i mean, i want to? soon? like later?”

your mom is literally there like “well what is it????”

“.....i’m pregnant.”

“...oh.”

...

...

“REALLY???????”

your mom is shook to the core

she really doesn’t believe you until you whip out the baby scan

and she starts sobbing

like full on sobbing like she’s just been punched in the face by bowser

daren is all smiles and is like “wow congrats!”

your sister hugs both you and hoseok and says to hoseok in his ear “can you please sign my copy of “ouch mitosis” because it’s my favourite book and i totally knew you were famous the moment you walked in” and pulls away and is like “im so excited to be an aunt!!! what’s the gender!!! when are they due!!! what are you gonna call them!!!!”

needless to say your sister leaves with a signed copy of hoseok’s big money book

and your mom is now 100% hooked on the baby being called honey

week 17 :-)

you and hoseok are now homeowners officially !!!!!

flat 18 have come down to visit as a sort of moving in house-warming party and hoseok invited his “three friends” (by friends he means work colleagues lmao)

jimin is still weirded out by the fact that professor jung heard him talking about his fantasy of having professor min inside his GUTS and so tries to avoid hoseok and yoongi when they are together

hoseok also cannot forget hearing that :-( his ears :-( are tainted :-(

it’s your first real time meeting hoseok’s friends

like you’ve never really met namjoon or seokjin but you know of them

because everybody knows about the married Gays of your uni like it made the news and everybody was invited to their after party last year

(yes you went but only like for fifteen minutes because you remembered that you had an art history essay due the next morning that hadn’t been done)

for the sake of you and honey, seunghee tries not to be weirded out by the fact that so many members of staff are at your house and wtf hi professor min WHY are you here again

“can i touch?” seokjin asks really suddenly after hoseok is showing yoongi and namjoon the room that will be the nursery

currently it’s empty with like one box and that one box is full of clothes haseul ordered on impulse

“um. yes!!”

“are you sure? i know some moms get really protective over who touches and i don’t wanna overstep-”

“put ur freakishly big hand on my belly right now!”

he does and he gets really excited touching because he’s never actually touched a baby belly before

namjoon is most excited about the nursery and he’s listing off things hoseok could get

like “OOOO you could totally get one of those really big stuffed bears if you’re going for neutral tones- wait, that’s such a good idea? i’ll order one.”

and hoseok’s like mm okay sweetie sure whatever spend your money on me it’s okay

yoongi is really just. in awe of the baby scan

like it’s not even his baby and he’s tearing up like wtf that’s his niece or nephew that’s his mf baby!!!!!! that’s gonna be the person he spends all his cash on!!!!! he’s so excited to be broke and baby whipped!!!

“and so what, you’re like seventeen weeks?”

“yep! i’m almost four months uwu!!! honey is as big as a pomegranate, how cute!! time flies when you’re having fun huh!”

seokjin pauses and asks the big question like “but like what are you going to do about maternity? are they letting you have days off school? because i can totally send one of my sociology kids to take notes in your lectures because i have authority apparently and you’re like. family? i could do that.”

and you’re like “omg pls no that kid needs their own education!!!” and you tell him that your professors and the dean let you have time off near the due date (which should probably be around june!! a summer babie)

“but it sucks because i wanted to have a gender reveal party and invite some people from uni but then they’re gonna find out that hoseok is the dad and he could like lose his job :(”

and then seokjin is like: “wait but you study art and not biology?”

… “what do you mean?”

“well, policy says that you can’t have a relationship between a teacher and their student. but if you’re in completely different departments….and he doesn’t teach you, therefore can’t have bias over your grades or anything like that…..then really you’re allowed to be with him.”

..

what

wHY DIDN’T YOU KNOW THIS????

“since when is that a thing????”

“since like. the day our uni was founded?????”

ob viously when hoseok finds out he’s like O____O “how did you know that omg??”

and seokjin is so done he’s just sitting there with his face looking like this -__-

“it’s literally in the Faculty Handbook that you’re supposed to read before you join the uni as a teacher…”

and hoseok scoffs and grins sheepishly, “yeah well yoongi got me the job so i didn’t read any of that.”

(from across the room jimin groans)

((“so i guess this means i can’t seduce yoongi at a family wedding huh.”))

week 20 :’)

you have somehow adopted the name of “campus milf”

which jimin doesn’t think is that bad of a nickname

“it could be worse, y/n. let that sink in.” and he’s right it really could be worse

nobody actually really cares that you’re pregnant like really they could care less

some students say weird things but it doesn’t really bother you bc like lmao? who even are you Jongin Get out of here!

people aren’t 100% familiar with hoseok being the father but it goes without saying that it will be around campus in less than 15 hours because majority of the art department were present for the gender reveal and oh look

jeongguk invited taehyung and taehyung invited his friends and now there’s a whole bunch of jocks at the gender reveal party?????

the party is obviously at your house

YOUR HOUSE!!!! YES MF THATS URS!!!!

you invited your close family and flat 18 of course and jeongguk invited taehyung who invited his girlfriend binnie and his roomie jackson and jackson, being part of the football team, invited some of the jocks

you would have cared if the jocks hadn’t brought gifts but half of them turned up with a gift or food and so you’re like “okay well come on in boys i’m y/n hi we’ve literally never ever met”

it looks really funny seeing jocks in their fucking JERSEYS (like they couldn’t have changed for this one occasion) standing around your backyard with glasses of wine

oK maybe jeongguk has a vodka and dr pepper but that’s because he did blow up all the balloons from his lungs alone and he deserved a reward

hoseok invited his family too and his friends and that’s about it

your art professor is also here too and she is technically half of the art department (or half of those you care about because weird quiet kid Jisung didn’t wanna show up which is honestly really rude and suddenly you’re not friends anymore)

even though this party technically reveals the gender, you both asked for “gender neutral” clothes and by gender neutral you meant any colour besides the stereotypical blue and pink

because what if honey really likes the colour green? what then

you and hoseok let jimin be in charge of the reveal party and he’s done a pretty good job

for some reason he’s wearing his hoodie up and you’re like “literally what the fuck it’s sunny today?”

and he’s all surrender hands: “that’s exactly why. i don’t...like the sun.”

“what do you mEAN??????? you love the sun don’t lie??!!”

a couple of weeks ago you and hoseok made another visit to the hospital to see if the gender was 100% accurate

the process was weirdly fast and the sonographer was like “lol yeah it’s right” and then dipped

so when you have jimin the envelope he has peeped and done the thing

“haha lol i knew it.”

“no you didn’t??????”

but he did a really lovely job; there’s a cluster of balloons and cakes decorated with the Blue and Pink and there’s like a cute game on like guess the gender or something you don’t really care much about

hoseok’s family really want it to be a boy <3

mrs y/n wants it to be a girl and so does your sister <3

you don’t really care just as long as the baby is okay and healthy <3

when it’s time to reveal the gender jimin has decided that a fantastic way to do that is by giving you and hoseok like one of those party poppers that when it pops it bleeds like coloured confetti and stuff

you actually really like the idea because it’s not as awkward as a cake where you cut and it’s awkwardly long and the reaction feels kind of forced (you youtubed reveal parties)

so this one is really like a quick reaction so hopefully it will feel a lot more genuine!

“are you ready, baby?”

hoseok has one arm wrapped firmly around your waist and oh LAWD

he’s doing the smile

you know the smile

you nod and grin at him like “yep! let’s see who honey really is!!!”

so everybody is ready

so excited

jeongguk is filming like he can feel it in his bones rn that this babie is gonna be a boy

like it’s gonna be his son...half son….almost son….technically his non biological son

everybody does a countdown

“three!”

hoseok smiles super excitedly

“two!”

he kisses your lips super fast and laughs quietly

he’s so excited

“one!”

POP

wait what

you can feel your stomach CHURNING when the party popper releases literally nothing but black and white confetti

what just happened?

what does black and white mean?

you’re looking desperately between hoseok and the popper and then back to jimin who’s faking a :O by the patio doors

jeongguk is like “aw fuck should i restart?”

“omg is it a dud? what happened is this a busted popper please say it is omg is there something wrong with honey? is honey okay? oh my god is honey dead? oh my god why would we party pop that?????”

hoseok’s like “omg calm down it’s just a dud omg it’s okay”

you’re literally like about to cry

then jimin steps forward

“guys!”

and everybody looks

“yall gonna stress me the fuck out”

and in a viral video like fashion

he yanks down his hoodie and

oh wow

his head is a giant mop of blue

blue

BLUE MEANS BOY

ITS A BOY

everybody starts screaming and clapping and jeongguk is laughing his ASS off like this shit about to be the blurriest gender reveal video ever

“omg a boy!!! a boy!!! y/n we’re having a son!!! omg y/n our baby!!! our little honey!!!”

hoseok is over the freaking moon

like he has not been this excited since the first baby scan

you actually start crying now

“i’m not CRYING it’s just the pregnancy…. ok fuck OFF IM CRYING IM SO HAPPY!!! i’m having a son!!!!”

time for haseul to be both happy and sad at the same time

seunghee and jeongguk are like sucking eachothers titties right now like they are so hyped

“TOLD YOU !!!! I KNEW IT!!!!!”

hoseok brings you in for the biggest and longest kiss Ever

like you haven’t had many long kisses with hoseok because it’s been trying to build up a relationship time for the past three months of your life

but this kiss is so loving you almost faint

he brings you in so gently and holds your head in his hands

one thumb rubs across your cheekbone and wow. this kiss...is so good like are those stars???

“i love you.”

alexa...ALEXA PLAY DESPACITO RIGHT NOW

“i love You more,” you whisper against his lips and he makes this really cute noise at the back of his throat (kinda like one of those whines you do where it’s like too good to be true) and he kisses you again

jeongguk zooms in

“look at this….ugh, no respect for any single people here.”

(for a brief moment jimin’s bleached blue scalp goes unnoticed until yoongi compliments him on it)

((he disappears for like fifteen minutes in the toilet and yoongi doesn’t wanna know what he was doing))

22 weeks!!!!

hoseok really probably shouldn’t find you sexy right now

you keep going on and on and on about how un-sexy you are with swollen ankles and stuff

in his opinion you’re looking really good considering and he won’t say it but the weight gain looks good on you and it gives you a nice natural #dewy look that he really loves

he remembers how cautious he was about having sex with you at like. what? 10 weeks

character development time

he’s very aware of the research and the facts and so when you shuffle over to him and huff and act all extra EXTRA touchy he’s just knows

“omg are you horny AGAIN”

“im SORRY IT JUST HAPPENS”

and he doesn’t really care that you’re big and pregnant and yeah actually your ankles are kinda swollen but it’s fine

hoseok discovers that he actually really likes pregnancy sex

pregnancy sex always scared him bc omg what if my dick touches my KID that would be all levels of weird

but he is like a biology professor and knows that’s not realistic (he thinks)

and like he was aware that at some point during pregnancy, your body is gonna be producing a lot more fluid

but my GOD

he nearly bust a nut after 3 seconds because he just slid right in

unlike the big shindig 22 weeks ago, hoseok is so so SO careful during pregnancy sex

like he’s extra loving and strokes your hair and kisses your face and arms and stomach

he loves kissing ur tummy :(

esp after sex because he’s like “im sorry honey :( i know you must be traumatised in there.”

but in the moment he really does take advantage of the fact that your hormones are going crazy and it’s not gonna last forever

you’re a talker in bed and he knows that

you’re very vocal about how things feel and some of the things you say really get to his ego like his head is so big rn

“oh...OH, omg, yep, you found it, oh fuck- yes! hoseok, yes, right there-”

and you sound so fucking hot but he can’t be rough bc like Honey is gonna be SCARRED FOR LIFE

your thing is saying i love you during sex

like a lot

hoseok finds it so endearing that you talk and whine with like every thrust and then spill out a thousand “i love you’s” in under thirty seconds as you cum <3 because <3 that’s his girl <3 that’s the love of his life <3 and she loves him back <3 heeheehee

his heart swells with pride

((hoseok also gets extremely turned on that one time you call him daddy during sex and he HAS to find out how to get rid of that kink before honey gets here))

23 weeks :P

as promised, you invite seunghee to help you and hoseok paint the nursery

jimin came too but he literally did nothing

all he did was sit on the floor looking at baby furniture like

jimin sweetie these walls aren’t gonna paint themselves

you have decided on a cream and beige coloured nursery

because it’s unisex and also makes the room feel really bright and clean and nice for when honey arrives

hoseok loves yellow and since the nursery is primarily your favourite colours, a lot of smaller accessories are yellow around the room

seunghee had so much fun looking for ~yellow~ items because “monkeys totally match the theme and omg this mobile is monkeys and bananas its already on its way i’ve just ordered it.”

the nursery takes roughly around a week to get done completely

alongside your studies, some other art students who are now very aware of the baby and the bump helped paint some of the furniture while you were catching up on some work

example a: you accidentally ordered a dark brown chester drawers and when it arrived you cried for like 45 minutes

jeongguk asked some kids from class to come by your house after class and help paint it so you didn’t feel so stressed and so you could actually finish your art assignments in prep for exams

hoseok and jeongguk helped put up the crib because “this is not a one man job, y/n, this...this is a test of skill.”

yoongi comes around often to look at the nursery and he’s the person who won’t buy anything until the baby is out and in the world

namjoon definitely does buy the huge stuffed bear for the corner of the room and often you catch seunghee asleep against it because she comes by the nursery so often to help you and hoseok make it perfect

because hoseok has a full time job that really requires all of his time and sometimes he can’t be working on the nursery and marking essays at the same time :(

“hee, can you pass me the blankets from that box over there?” you point to a collection of boxes by the wardrobe and seunghee nods, practically running over

you’re both working on the nursery (it’s friday afternoon and classes are over, but unfortunately hoseok had to finish a meeting and he’s currently in his office ((at home)) finishing these essays for the weekend)

yoongi called and said he’d be round later because he wants to check in on honey (and you of course) and he’s also coming for dinner because it’s normal to invite jimin’s physics professor around

it’s totally fine

at this point you sort of forget that he’s a professor

yoongi has become like a permanent figure in your life since hoseok and you moved in

like flat 18, he’s literally always over

seunghee fishes out like three blankets because lord knows you have about three hundred thanks to haseul and namjoon and their impulsive buying

the nursery is basically finished at this point

all you’re doing is adding blankets and a few cute little pillows to the crib and then

hey pasta

it’s done :)

“y/n, i really can’t wait for honey to be here.”

you turn slightly and see seunghee running her hands over the chester drawers, looking at the cute little decorations and pictures on the wall and the monkey mobile and, her favourite part, the little bee wall stickers that hoseok found and thought were cute (“we call him honey, it seems fitting!”)

“me too,” you reply super honestly, setting down the blanket. “if you had told me at the start of september that i’d be here right now, in a house i own, pregnant with jung hoseok’s baby...i would have seriously laughed in your face.”

“i’m just...so happy that everything is working out for you!”

it’s time for seunghee to get especially sappy

“and i know that having a baby at twenty can be really hard and it hasn’t been easy for you- but i’m 100% here for you whenever you need me and i’m so so so so happy that jimin introduced us as friends because i love having you in my life….even though you slept with my biology professor….it’s okay….i love you so much….you’re like my sister and i’m so excited for honey have i said that i’m excited yet? cause i am!!!”

you blame pregnancy hormones because you start sobbing when seunghee blurts out all these lovely things

like how she’s grateful to be helping you in the nursery and how she thinks you and hoseok are such a good match and how she misses having you around the flat <3

“seunghee…” you bring her in for such a tight cuddle

seunghee is definitely that friend who even though she’s older she feels like the little baby sister that you want to protect from all harm on earth

even though she’s the oldest out of the flat 18 gang, you all look to her as like a baby sibling

(minus jeongguk that ONE TIME he made out with her….yes you remember the text message)

so you’re just hugging her in the middle of the nursery

hoseok is just about finished with essays and he refrains from like screaming out of joy

he loves being a professor but fucking hell

some of the GARBAGE his students write because they know he’s the cool professor who takes it easy on his kids

so he’s already packing everything away when he pauses

...is that...SQUEALING??

what’s happening??????

he assumes the worst and ZOOMS out of the office towards the nursery where you and seunghee are

safe to say that he’s so thankful nothing bad is happening

you’re holding your stomach with the widest eyes and smile and seunghee is like SQUEALING LIKE A DAMN PIGLET

“is everything okay???? what happened???? is honey okay?????? are you okay?????”

he blinks so confused when you wave your hands at him and beckon him closer

“HE KICKED HE’S KICKING QUICK QUICK HOBI QUICK--”

HE CROSSES THE ROOM SO FAST

seunghee is like crying to the side of the room and hoseok has both hands on your stomach

honey stopped kicking when hoseok put his hands on there

and he was like :( oh

“maybe he went to sleep?” seunghee doesn’t want hoseok to feel bad about it

you put your hands over his and then stroke your tummy

“it’s okay, honey, it’s just daddy! say hi to daddy?”

hoseok’s like seconds away from crying

like omg R His Eyes Filling Up

but then

honey starts kicking again

VERY ENTHUSIASTICALLY

and hoseok goes from :’( to :’D in like 2 seconds

“oh my god he knows it’s me!!! hi honey!!!! hi!!!”

he drops to his knees so that he can be level with the stomach and around about where honey is kicking

“hi honey! it’s your daddy,” he puts on this really cute cooing voice Like the typical baby talk voice

seunghee is texting the flat like HONEY KICKED ME

“he knows your voice,” you say with a little laugh, one hand on your tummy and the other threading through hoseok’s hair

“this is amazing,” he mutters, and then kisses your tummy and smiles, “did you feel that, honey? can you hear me?”

KICK KCIK CKICKCKCKCIC

“omg yes i think he can hear you holy SHIT-”

“don’t swear in front of honey!!!”

“he HURTS!”

everybody forgot that jimin was still here because he was napping in the living room and so he comes in really late and is like “OMG HONEY IS KICKING? WHY DIDN’T ANYBODY TELL ME??”

honey seems to be familiar with a lot of voices

he obviously really likes mommy’s voice and when she talks to him he likes to kick every once in a while

honey really loves daddy’s voice because when hoseok does his daily chit-chat honey goes crazy

honey also knows jeongguk’s voice really well

jimin is afraid to go near honey because he kicked him when he went to kiss your tummy

he also kicked haseul but she was like “OOOH HE HEARD ME!!!!” and doesn’t let it bother her because!!! she felt the kick!!!! that’s her nephew!!!!

26 weeks (yawn)

it’s starting to hit

the Pregnancy Pains

up until now you’ve been pretty blessed and actually it’s been a nice pleasant journey

but good grief it’s 4:56am and everything hurts

you physically cannot stay in bed any longer

for a moment you actually get really panicked because oh GOD labour is gonna be so much worse than this

like this is nothing

girl you have no idea what’s coming

hoseok has learned to become a light sleeper

you have a really weird sleeping schedule during pregnancy and sometimes he’d wake up at 6am to go to work and you’re already up doing stuff and he gets home at like 6pm sometimes and you’re flat out, then waking up at 3am to continue the day because you were in agony

so when you wake up at (nearly) 5am on a SATURDAY he’s like already up

his body clock is so weird now thanks to you and your weird sleeping habits

“hurts?” hoseok asks rubbing your back as you’re slumped over the side of the bed. he barely catches a nod and kisses your temple and hugs you, “i read on that baby website that baths can help ease the pain sometimes. should i run one?”

you nearly CRY

“yes yes Yes please omg :(”

so that’s how he got to where he is right now

sitting on the bathroom floor running a bath

he’s so careful to get the temperature right and he spends a good three minutes deciding which lush bath bomb is going to be used

(he settles on “honey bee” which was actually a gift he got you on valentines day but you never got around to using) ((he was skeptical because of the colours but baby is called honey so he thought it would be cute)) (((you loved it)))

you hobble into the bathroom and he’s just about finishing it up, running his fingers in the water to make sure it’s not toooOOO hot

you love watching the colours fizz in the bath and so naturally you have to be there to see it happen

seeing all the yellows was pretty exciting and hoseok’s just like :D watching you get happy by the colours

hoseok helps you get undressed as you just talk on and on and on

honestly

how do you have so much energy at like 5am in the morning…

he can’t help but notice how much you are GLOWING

like he hasn’t really seen many pregnant women

if any at all besides you

but you really look so pretty and natural and just wow he’s full of love

as you sit down in the bath, you grip onto his hand as he moves to get more comfortable and you’re like “do you wanna get in with me!!!”

“baby, i don’t think i’m gonna fit.”

“you will i promise, get in here!”

he’s skeptical

“yea...i don’t think im gonna fit, love.”

oh he does

he fits

if he fits he sits and he FITS

he really underestimated how wide this bath was and he sits with his back near the taps and you’re facing him

you have enough room to put your legs on either side of him and you’re like sitting between his legs and in all honesty the tummy is the only thing between you and him and his dick

but like you’ve seen it before you don’t care

and he certainly doesn’t care about seeing any bits of you bc your his bABY thats his GIRL

“this smells amazing.”

“yeah, smells like-”

“honey!”

with hoseok being like. a full time professor and with you trying to make it to classes in between awful pregnancy pains, it’s hard to find time to spend with you because he’s really busy

sometimes you do actually go to class and end up like falling asleep on the desk and professor choi is like torn between letting you stay there or sending jeongguk to get you and take you home

“thank you for this, hoseok.”

:D “hey, hey, hey...anytime you need anything, i will do it, okay?”

“i know babe and you’ve been so so so so helpful these past few months and i know it must have been hard and a big adjustment but im just so glad you’re here and that we’re raising a family together like this means so much to me that you’re here with me and i just love you a LOT okay like a lot-”

“y/n l/n!” hoseok playfully cuts you off and holds your face in his hands (his signature pussy-throbbing move)

his hands are wet and now so is your face but you really don’t care

“you are,” he continues, “the love of my life. i couldn’t let you do this alone. meeting you, being with you- starting a family with you has been one of the best experiences of my whole life. and i wouldn’t change that for anything!!! i love you so much, and i love you even when you’re cranky, and i love you when you ask for really disgusting things to eat, and i love you when you sing to honey in the mornings. i’m just...so in love with you and honey, i can’t even put it into words!!!”

and he starts speaking so damn fast

like you BARELY catch it

“and you’re thebest thing that has ever happened to me and introducing you to my family was the proudest moment of my life and we’re gonna be the best parents ever and god i love you more than anything i would Die for you.”

…

i…

damn…

“...i think writing a best selling book is probably more worthy of pride than boring old me.”

“books are like a ten man job thing. you and me and honey are a two person job thing and i’m so proud of us, so proud of you :(”

he draws you in with a really soft kiss and its so. soft. and nice.

yep his dick is right up against honey right now

honey, sweetie, im so sorry oh god close your eyes baby close ur eyes

…

“we should get out soon bc this water is looking really ugly.”

“yeah i agree let’s get out”

30 weeks :3

<Y/N has created a new chat!>

from haseul: eye

from y/n: baby shower. 2 weeks time. my house. bring gifts or food

from y/n: preferably mustard sandwiches or sardines :)

from guk: thats fucking NASTY nobody bring that

from hoseok: last week she wanted meatballs and milk………….

from guk: do pregnant women deserve rights? be honest

from y/n: well looks like guk is no longer invited :)

from guk: NO PLS

from seunghee: YEAH BOIIIIII I HAVE SO MANY GIFTS

from yoongi: why did y/n just privately message me asking for blended sardines Hell nah pregnant women dont deserve rights

from y/n: WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN RN :(

from hoseok: so! bring cakes !!!!!!

from namjoon: i have the best gift ever Not To Brag

from jimin: hi professor min how do you like the weather today

<y/n has removed jimin from the chat>

from y/n: can you let taehyung know the date? i dont have his number but he gave really warm hugs when i last saw him and i want another one

from y/n: tell him to bring his girlfriend too she looks like she’ll bring me a good gift

from hoseok: omg im dating a gold digger….

32 weeks !!!!!!!

“baby showers are technically just a way for the mom to get gifts. this is technically baby exploitation-”

“oh my god jeongguk if you don’t shut up im gonna shove this stick of celery up ur ass”

not that you’re ready to admit it to anybody

but yeah you organised a baby shower just to get gifts

it’s really only small

in comparison to your gender reveal party which was quite large

and even though a lot of expecting moms like having “women only” baby showers

you realise that you really want hoseok to be there

he’s been as important in the process as you have and you wouldn’t want him to feel left out

so this baby shower is open to everybody

again it’s only small: attendees are hoseok, yoongi, namjoon, seokjin, flat 18, hoseok’s mom and sister, your sister and mom, taehyung and his gf and professor choi because she was so excited

that seems quite large but in comparison to the gender reveal party this is really quite small and humble

“i can’t believe it’s almost been 8 months already,” haseul says, already starting on the cupcakes

jimin has started baking things more frequently to keep himself busy during exam season

“mhm!!! not long now!!!”

thankfully hoseok’s mom and sister get on really well together with your family and professor choi is like boring yoongi to death talking about something art related

namjoon and seokjin are taking a look at the finished nursery because hoseok’s really proud of how it turned out

it’s time to open gifts uwu!!!

most of the gifts are for honey

thankfully everybody stuck to the cream theme and there’s a lot of cute cream things for honey to wear and use when he’s born

seunghee keeps buying monkey related things for honey meanwhile haseul is hung up on bees

namjoon buys a lot of bear things

you just hope that honey doesn’t grow up as a furry

jimin and jeongguk are the friends who buy those cringey weirdly inappropriate baby shirts that have quotes like, “daddy’s fastest swimmer!” or like onesies that say “my favourite food is titty!”

you sit there like what the FUCK is this

and jeongguk is like “it’s a shirt !!! honey will look so cute in it!!”

“hONEY IS NOT WEARING A SHIRT THAT SAYS THAT WHAT KIND OF MOM DO YOU THINK I AM??”

yoongi is weirdly fashionable with his baby clothes

like he has a thing for those teddy coats and he bought like eight in different colours

“honey might like red, you don’t know yet.”

namjoon and seokjin together :( give the cutest gift :(

“oK so most professors end up writing books and stuff-” side eye at hoseok - “and so i just thought that, well, honey is gonna wanna grow up reading and stuff so i made this book!!! well, we made this book. everyone helped somehow and jeongguk drew the pictures and it’s just a little something for honey to grow up with reading”

you wanna cry

hoseok wants to cry

haseul cries

it’s not even for her but she cries

“its JUST REALLY THOUGHTFUL OKAY?”

you think it ends there with everybody giving gifts

but oh no

no

hoseok has a gift??????????????

“this gift is for mommy” he says with a bright smile and out the corner of your eye yoongi is squirming with a smirk

...what does he know that you don’t….

your sister is also smiling……

where’s ashton kutcher…….

you unwrap this little box and open it and

wow

OOOOOOOOOF

you’re so still staring at this really gorgeously simple ring that you don’t even notice hoseok getting down on one knee

HASEUL IS REALLY CRYING RN

“with honey close on the way, i figured i ought to ask before things get crazy.”

omg you brave looking at him and hes got that look again

THE FOND LOOK

AND YOUR EYES START FILLING UP

“y/n l/n i love you and i wanna spend the rest of my life with you :’) will you marry me?”

there is not a dry eye amongst flat 18 right now

haseul actually has to go outside because omg she’s so happy for you

seunghee teared up a little bit and jimin cried but then started laughing

jeongguk is being so dramatic about it

he’s crying as if his pet dog just died

“i...cant believe….my girl is all grown up….i cant...breathe rn omg…..can someone get me a drink?”

35 weeks :o

finals are here

but since jeongguk and haseul are art (sort of) majors their finals were earlier than other subjects

and so you decide to brave life and visit flat 18 :’)

you see a bunch of people on the way there because apparently a lot of people live off campus and walk at the same time as you

like why is everybody here rn

at this point you get a few more stares because

omg is that y/n l/n she’s HUGE!!!!!

you’re genuinely past caring at this point

you’re huge and your pregnant and you’re confident

jeongguk and haseul are the only ones at flat 18 when you arrive

it feels weird being back but it’s nice because flat 18 was once your home

your room hasn’t really changed much and you discover that . sometimes taehyung stops round and crashes in YOUR ROOM???

and if it’s not taehyung then it can be any one of their friends they invite around

which you’re only slightly hurt about

“jesus CHRIST you’re massive!!!”

“thanks jeongguk that makes me feel soOoooO good about myself <3”

“NO, fuck,” and he pauses because there’s a No Swearing Policy around honey since it’s not apparent that since he can hear everything he can probably hear jeongguk swearing too. “i just meant that! wow honey got really big :D not long now!! five more weeks until due date!!!”

haseul plops down on the other side of you

“i can’t wait until he’s here,” she says. “little honey is already the size of a pineapple- which is really crazy to think about!!”

it’s nice to spend some time with your friends after like weeks of being with hoseok

and don’t get me wrong you LOVE hoseok with like every single cell inside your body

but it’s nice to have some You time

and You time has always involved flat 18 like they’re drugs and you’re the addict you genuinely can’t be away from them because it starts to hit you hard :-(

haseul is like halfway through telling you something when you Feel it

and it feels Disgusting

you freeze and look down at your stomach

and you watch as honey makes a grand appearance

honey sort of “rolls over” and for a moment everyone is like >:O as honey’s whole body is visible moving across your stomach and it’s literally like there’s an ALIEN inside of you

“OMG OMGOGG that was so beautiful!!! honey, do it again for me, we have to film this for your dada!!” haseul runs to get her phone

meanwhile guk is looking at your stomach like “WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT”

“i dont know but it felt weird”

“IT LOOKED LIKE YOUR STOMACH WAS GONNA EXPLODE”

you bet that honey is like giggling inside

honey: 1 jeongguk: 0

39 weeks…

at 39 weeks, with the due date so close by, you start to feel like something is really wrong

you did some research and while contractions were normal, this pain doesn’t really feel like contractions?

“baby please talk to me, i need to know what hurts so i can call the hospital and let them know.”

hoseok has never ever had to take a call in lecture before but this time he had to

he is so frantic that he set the lecture to a task and really quietly answered the phone at the front of the class

nobody is stupid and they’re all aware that hoseok and yourself are having a baby and so they really don’t mind that their lecture is being paused by you crying on the phone

“i-i-i don’t know...my body hurts and i can feel h-honey moving but he feels stuck or something...hoseok s-something is wrong i think i need to go to the hospital right now”

hoseok goes into full blown panicked dad mode

seunghee is sitting at the front of the lecture like, “hose-i mean, professor jung, do you need me to go and get another professor?”

he doesn’t reply, obviously distressed, and so she ends up waking up yoongi from a nap saying that she thinks maybe you’re going into early labour???

yoongi lets the head of the department know that hoseok has go to like right now and he enters the lecture hall like, “hoseok you need to go and see if she’s okay, don’t worry, i’ll try and go through the rest of the slides, just go, everything is fine”

and so hoseok BOLTS out of the lecture hall

forgets to set homework

and runs across campus to the car-park whilst still on the phone

(yoongi lets the class go because he really doesn’t know SHIT about Behaviour and Physiology of Organisms)

when hoseok and yourself end up at the hospital you realise that it’s not labour like seunghee thinks but things are equally as worrying

honey is currently in the breech position

“most babies are supposed to have moved at around 36-37 weeks, so it is alarming that your baby is still in breech, miss l/n,” the nurse is particularly sympathetic as she lets you and hoseok know

you’re totally lost but hoseok is holding your hand so tight and is so so worried

it’s not really the end of the world that honey is feet first but it’s problematic and means that labour is gonna be a bit more difficult

“well what does this mean? is he okay?”

“your baby is fine, it’s his position that is concerning. it will be more difficult to birth the baby because of his position in the womb- what is more concerning is that we were aware of this at your last scan. last time we saw you, miss l/n, your baby was in the footling breech position. of course, it was possible that he might shift during the time away, but he is now in the flexed breech.”

“w-well….what does that mean? is he gonna be okay?”

“when you are in labour, we will have two options; we can either go through with a vaginal breech birth, or a caesarean birth, depending on how willing he is to come out.”

when hoseok squeezes your hand you just. cry a little bit

“i dont wanna hurt him omg i dont want to have a c section either wtf i thought i’d just have to push him out oh no”

hoseok is feeling awful :( because what is he supposed to do :(

“so what should we do?” he asks really timidly

the nurse frowns and cleans up her things, “i would only suggest going home and staying at home until due date. it really is not recommended that we induce labour naturally but you need to be very careful. your son is not willing to turn on his own or with our help, so we will see what the situation is like during your very early stages of labour and we can discuss what method we go through with. are we leaning more towards a vaginal birth, miss l/n?”

you’re all snotty and sniffly but you nod. “please :( i really don’t wanna be cut open i saw what bella had to go through and im not doing that”

hoseok scoffs “twilight is not a reliable pregnancy source, baby.”

“i do believe that bella had no real pregnancy equipment and that her vampire husband had to cut the baby out of her without any sort of painkillers. in a worse case scenario, you do have to go through with a caesarean birth, you will be safe and we will do our best to relieve the pain for you.”

well that’s reassuring

when you two get home after a long day of panicking you’re incredibly alarmed to find that flat 18, hoseok’s close friends and your sister are all at your house like ??????? what are YOU DOING HERE

it’s like the spiderman meme

“what am i doing here??? i LIVE HERE??? what are YOU DOING HERE????”

“seunghee and yoongi said you were in labour???”

“well im not!!??? why would you think i was in labour?”

seunghee gets really defensive “UM hoseok was like on the verge of a mental breakdown at the front of the classroom and so it made sense that you were in labour?? im sorry???? at least we’re all here???”

you end up having to explain to a whole bunch of people that you’re NOT about to birth a pumpkin sized baby yet

but it’s really hard telling them that honey is like the wrong way :(

surprisingly it’s jimin and the married kims who are most worried about it

jimin just thinks that this means honey is like in real bad danger and he’s like omg :( my son from another mum :( wtf is honey okay?

and the married kims are never going to go through birth like this and so they do feel really alarmed

after hoseok reassures them that everything is (hopefully) okay everyone is sitting there like

:) ok what now

“....shall we order chinese food?” guk suggests

and so you all end up piled in the living room in weird positions watching hell’s kitchen whilst eating chinese food because :) might as well :)

40 WEEKS

your due date is like 4 days away

and you’ve been lying awake with really bad contractions for like 2 hours

but you’re so indignant like you refuse to believe you could be going into labour

hoseok is awake too and omg he’s doing his best

like he just doesn’t know how to help besides hugging you

and he does hug you like so closely and his hands running up and down your side and he’s like humming in your ear to try and take your mind off it

“i feel like im gonna fucking SHIT myself wtf”

he cant help but laugh sometimes, “wanna try for the toilet, baby?”

and you’re like “yeah im not really in the mood for like POOPINg in our bed is that okay?”

he’s already up and getting ready to help you walk across the room

lately you’ve been really wobbly whilst walking and in a lot of pain so he does whatever he can to help

he’s at the bottom of the bed and you’ve just stood up

….

huh

“i think i just peed myself?”

“what? why?”

“i didnt mean to!!!”

and you glance down

and wow thats a lot of pee

…

OH

“OH MY FUCKING GOD MY WATER JUST BROKE”

and oh my god hoseok has NEVER MOVED SO FAST IN HIS ENTIRE LIFE

he rushes to get all his things and honestly your stuff has been in the living room for the past week just in case

all you need now is to spend at least fifteen minutes trying to decide which book to take because obviously you’re gonna have loooaaaads of time to read

“Y/N YOU DONT NEED THE BOOK COME ON HONEY IS COMING WE HAVE TO GOOOOO”

what makes hoseok more panicked is the fact that yOU’re panicked

“omg y/n please calm down i’m driving as fast as i can please please please omg”

“I CANT WHY IS HE COMING NOW HE’S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE YET”

hoseok crosses like 2 red lights and he’s freaking out double

“I JUST BROKE THE LAW”

“OKAY AND IM HAVING A FUCKING BABY SO KEEP DRIVING MISTER!!!”

you’re an angry birther

as he drives you decide to call jeongguk through the car because #technology

he answers like immediately

“hi babe whats up”

“JEONGGUK IM HAVING A BABY RIGHT NOW PLEASE COME TO THE HOSPITAL”

“what wha-WHAT OH MY FUCKING GOD HE’S COMING??”

“YES PLEASE TELL EVERYBODY- oh fuck hobi it hurtSSSS i wanna go home im not pushing him out yet-”

in the background guk has dropped his phone and is literally screaming around the house

in the back you can hear all of the flat screaming together because HONEY IS COMING

nobody is calm

when yoongi finds out he literally does not know what to do

when you hang up mid sentence he sits staring at the wall like “....omg”

quite literally everybody is a little stressed out when you’re at the hospital

your room is really nice and you’re like “oh wow hoseok you really spoiled me here, too bad i can’t enjoy it because im pushing out a WATERMELON”

obviously because honey is bum first instead of head first things are a little complicated

you’re actually really far in labour already like your mom said it took her like 5 hours to have your sister but turns out it’s been like 32 minutes exactly since your waters broke at home and the nurses seem to think you’re ready now

“NOW??? AS IN RIGHT NOW!!!”

“yep!! let’s bring your son into the world!!”

you discover by simply listening to the nurses that you’re going to be attempting an assisted breech vaginal birth and immediately you get panicked and flustered

you promised haseul and seunghee that they could be there during the birth :(

you had offered it to guk at first but he was like “i am nOT ready to see your vagina i’m sorry” and jimin said he wasn’t sure if he was up for seeing you in a lot of pain during the birth

and yoongi didn’t really want to be there for it because he’s a bit like both guk and jimin

hoseok didn’t mind at all that seunghee and haseul were asked to be there

in fact he was really encouraging of that fact

because both of them were there since the start

like

they watched u pee on those pregnancy tests

so you’re getting really anxious because what if honey comes before they’re here

“miss l/n i need you to breathe for me- please control your breathing! are miss l/n’s scheduled guests here?”

“...they’re in the lobby right now. they’re on their way, miss l/n. keep doing those breathing exercises- yes, there we go!”

hoseok is being nothing but supportive

he’s wiping down your head and holding your hand so tight

“you’re doing amazing, baby, you’re so so brave, i love you”

FINALLY haseul and seunghee bust through the doors

guk, jimin and yoongi are currently like milling around somewhere and your parents and hoseok’s parents have been told the news by guk and yoongi

you’re really fucking scared to have this baby

you did the stupid thing of googling what happens during a breech birth and it made you have a full blown panic attack after reading that honey could die during delivery

now that everything is ready for birth you’re really so scared that honey might not make it

before the midwives prop up your legs on the stirrups you take a good amount of gas an air

an epidural was suggested but hoseok knows that it’s not going to make that much of a difference for honey

and you just want to get him out of you quite honestly Nobody has time for an epidural like just get him out

hoseok feels AWFUL when you’re literally screaming in agony over honey

seunghee and haseul are being so encouraging but all hoseok can do is like stare with tears in his eyes because oh no WHAT HAS HE DONE

the midwives encourage you also with a hands off approach until honey’s bum and bottom half is out

their so vocal and warm like “you’re doing amazing, y/n, just keep pushing!! i can see his feet!!!”

and so you just go for it

you’re mentally praying you don’t like pass out from pushing too hard or worse, shit all over the bed because apparently THAT’S A THING

you’re too busy crying to notice that the midwives look really shocked when honey’s bottom half is out

hoseok gets curious and decides to make sure honey is okay

and he looks and is like “oh WHAT THE FUCK?”

only he doesn’t actually say that

actually he doesn’t say anything

“keep pushing, y/n, h-he’s almost out.”

why are they so hesitant

oh god it hurts so bad

you want to die

you don’t want to have a baby anymore

and then finally

RELEASE

you feel like you can’t breathe but oh my god

the sound of honey SCREAMING is like music to your ears because

HE’S OKAY

but why is everyone acting so WEIRD

you peer up over your legs and take a glance at honey like squirming in the midwives hands

and

oh

Oh WHAT THE FU-

“oh my god his penis fell off!!!!!!!”

honey is a GIRL???????????

HOW DID THIS EVEN HAPPEN???????

you don’t really care that it’s not a boy but like. YOU THOUGHT SHE WAS A BOY

regardless the midwives do their thing and hoseok is back next to you like :O

“you did so well i’m so proud of you i love you so much- you did it! you did it you’re okay honey is okay!”

“honey is a GIRL?”

haseul is torn between being sad and happy because she wanted it to be a girl she kNEW FROM THE START THAT HONEY WAS DESTINED TO BE A GIRL

it turns out that the sonographer was never 100% on it being a boy and all this time the “penis” was probably just a toe or something or a glitch

because honey is definitely a little girl

a precious beautiful little baby girl

hoseok’s baby girl

he totally cries

no

he WEEPS

there are no dry eyes in the birthing room rn

honey is so gorgeous

she definitely has hoseok’s features like she has his eyes and his nose and his ears :(

the midwives let mommy hold honey for a little while

“skin to skin is very important!!! she’s not a little boy like expected, but she’s a perfectly healthy baby!”

if she wasn’t covered in disgusting gloop you would have kissed her all over

but as a mother that instinct is there

you kiss her forehead and her hands and you’re looking up at hoseok like what the fuck we mADE THIS PRECIOUS LITTLE HUMAN

hoseok is crying as if he just had to endure twenty five minutes of agony and had his vagina ripped open

he’s just so happy right now

thats his kid

HIS

THATS HIS BABY GIRL

HIS TWO BABY GIRLS!!!!!

his emotions have been a big fat rollercoaster like it went from panic when your water broke to major panic when seunghee and haseul hadn’t arrived and then horror when you were like screaming in agony and then shock when he thought that honey’s penis has fallen off during BIRTH because NOBODY EXPECTED HONEY TO PULL THE BIGGEST PLOT TWIST OF THE YEAR

now he’s like over the moon he’s so so so so happy

the nurses help get the placenta out but honestly you’re just numbed like you barely register it shooting out

“okay daddy, wanna cut the cord?”

he’s like “no i really dont it looks like a big weird worm”

he still does it anyway

it’s a weirdly fulfilling experience

when it’s time to clean up little honey, you finally break the news to everyone outside

they’re in a mild state of utter confusion

guk is like “well what happened? did it like. grow inside? where did it go?”

and jimin’s like “oh. so it was just a toe or something”

guk is really a little bit disappointed because he wanted a boy so badly but !!! a baby girl !!! a niece!!!!!

(he figures honey will like dinosaurs and naruto all the same as what boy honey would have)

hoseok has made the bed his bed also

he’s snuggled next to you and you have honey on your chest and she’s sleeping so soundly :’)

“have you guys picked a name?”

guk is halfway through eating the fruit salad that haseul made before leaving to get here on time (“you were late because you were making A FRUIT BOWL?” “IM SORRY I WAS HALFWAY THROUGH MAKING IT AND I COULDN’T JUST LEAVE IT”)

you and hoseok hadn’t thought much about it to be honest

although you had talked about it a few weeks earlier

(“i like the name jiyun for a boy” hoseok had said one evening. the two of you had decided that honey should have a korean name like their daddy and you were a-okay with it!! for the sake of your family you were willing to give him or her an english name that you were still undecided on.

you tested out the name. “jiyun. jung jiyun. omg it sounds really cute! what does it mean!!”

“hmm it can mean many things usually, but its usually meaning happiness and posterity, soft sleekness.”

“oh, so it’s one of THOSE names where it has like three meanings.”

“yeah :D”

you laugh. “okay, and how about a girl?”

“how come I’M the one making the decisions???”

“i’m saying yes or no, i’m helping!!”

hoseok huffs and hugs you closer. “uhh, okay. well. me and yoongi had talked about this, and he agreed that yeojin is a cute name. jung yeojin. it means beautiful and precious.”

you...fall in love with that name

“ngl i kinda want honey to be a girl now.”

“omg just for the NAME??? thats cheap”)

you nod at guk sleepily

the room is actually sort of filled with people

because hoseok wrote a book and was on tv he’s Hashtag special

flat 18 are in the room rn because yoongi had to run to pick up namjoon and seokjin and your parents are still like. not ready or here

hoseok’s family couldn’t be here because they were vacationing in europe and their flight got cancelled

“jung yeojin!”

everyone is really satisfied with that name

“are you giving her an english name, too?” seunghee asks, sitting next to the bed with her finger tucked in yeojin’s grasp

you have this twinkle in your eye as you smile down at yeojin and then up at hoseok

“i think the name honey has quite a ring to it, don’t you think?”

hoseok can’t smile any wider holy fuck

“mhm. i couldn’t agree more.”

(seokjin and namjoon arrive later than expected, but seokjin cries as if he was there for the entire thing.)

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Desk Swap

Summary: You had never paid much attention to the boys in school before, especially not Bae Jinyoung. But when you changed desks, that wasn’t the only change in your daily school life, and now you couldn’t get the tall boy out of your mind.

Characters: Bae Jinyoung x reader

A/N: Requested by anon. When I sat down to write this, I was worried that I wouldn’t capture the idea well enough… after trying to choose a song for a drabble instead, I was inspired by the lyrics to start this after all. I’m so glad because it’s been so sweet, I literally feel like I have a cavity haha. I love writing blushing Jinyoung so much… I hope you all enjoy this!! Anon, I did change her to sit behind him instead of in front, I hope that’s okay!

Word count: 2774

 You had never paid this much attention to him before.

Bae Jinyoung had been in your class all year long, but you had never really been like the other girls in your class over the tall boy.

Everyone would gush over his little but handsome face, and his dancing ability, but you had never paid notice to either, your nose normally too buried in a book and another world.

But this all changed when your teacher for the new term decided to do a desk swap, asking you all to draw a number out of a bowl, and then go to the table with the corresponding digits on it.

And that was how you ended up sitting behind the boy everyone in your class was infatuated with.

Of course three of the girls hurried to ask you to swap with them, but Mr Cho was quick to refute it. You weren’t bothered either way, pulling out your battered copy of Pride and Prejudice and settling into the old fashioned words, finding more comfort in them than the environment around you.

High school was always predictable.

Every day the cliques would gather in their hordes, and repeat the same actions as they did the day before, the bullies finding new prey, the sporty ones jostling everyone around in the hallways as they shouted out to team players, the popular ones would have a ring of people in awe surrounding them, and the academics would be discussing the upcoming pop quiz with interest. You never fitted into any of those groups; you had never bothered to anyway. You weren’t dumb or intelligent, pretty or plain, popular or a loner, and whilst you didn’t play any sports, you weren’t the type to find excuses to go to the nurse during gym either.

You were the completely average student, enduring the daily grind of secondary education. You expected to get through each day with little fuss, getting your work done, socialising to the point that was necessary, and doing your part that was expected of a well rounded student. You didn’t stand out in any particular way, and you liked that, not wanting to change your own well rehearsed routine.

That changed with the new seating arrangements though.

It hadn’t been instant, your first reaction took an entire week, but it was enough to unsettle you. The problem was it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, your class was preparing for a mini test, Mr Cho instructing those in the desks in the front to slip the exam questions down the rows. And so, since Jinyoung sat in front of you, when it came to his turn, he shifted around to pass you the sheets, his hand lightly grazing yours. In that moment you had looked up at him, ready to shoot him a grateful smile, but when he touched you, you froze, feeling as if he zapped you.

It was foolish really, but as you stared back at him unmoving, this only caused him to blush and divert his eyes, all but throwing the papers onto your table and spinning around so much he knocked his knee on the side of his desk.

The noise of his small yelp was enough to shake your stupor, and you jumped into motion, handing the papers back and trying to cool yourself down from the incident.

What had it even been in that moment that unsettled you? Had it been the shape of his warm almond orbs? The way he had pressed his lips together awkwardly? The feeling of his touch? The more you tried to decipher, the warmer your skin felt and soon your teacher was uttering instructions you completely missed.

Time travelled and you merely stared off into space, unable to focus on anything but this one small moment in your day. Mr Cho suddenly tapped on your desk and you blinked out of it, gasping when you saw the sheet in front of you was empty whilst others were almost finished. You hurried to answer your questions, flinging yourself out of your chair as soon as the bell rung.

You had to get outside, to breathe in the fresh air and away from whatever had happened in that room.

  From that moment on you were acutely aware of Bae Jinyoung.

You would spend more time staring at the back of his head and broad shoulders than at anything else in class, and when you saw him around you would stop in your tracks, your cheeks instantly flooding with colour.

It was growing ridiculous, as if you were the naïve protagonist of a new novel you were avidly writing with your teenage dreaming ways. You knew as soon as you actually started dreaming of Jinyoung that you were a lost cause, and it was enough to awaken the small sense of rationale you had left.

You would drop this crush, immediately.

It wasn’t your first, you had posters of kpop stars all over your walls, and you had your moments in life where you were stricken by a particular idol bias. But it had never been this disrupting to your everyday life, and you craved normalcy to return.

Monday came with an uncharacteristically gray and gloomy day for May and as you waited for the bus, you shivered, your coat not even being a thought considering the usual sweltering heat this time of the year. It frustrated you a little, hoping the bus would hurry up. Instead all you could think about was calculating how much time you had to run back home and grab your jacket before school started, the idea highlighting more in your mind as you shook with the bitter wind. You darted off, running as fast as you could the short distance from the bus stop to your home, and yanking the item you needed out of the hallway closet before pounding back down the street, flinging your arms through your coat in the process.

Right as the bus went right by.

You cursed under your breath and rocked on your heels to balance yourself after the sudden exertion and then sighed. Walking slowly over to the seat at the stop, you sat down heavily, wondering how much trouble you’d be in for running late today. It was then that you realised another person sitting at the stop with you, an inaudible gasp leaving your mouth as you recognised the taller boy.

Jinyoung smiled weakly and then looked down, his cheeks tinting with a similar colour as your own.

For a moment you both sat there silently and then you cleared your throat. “I didn’t know you took this bus.”

“I recently moved to this area,” he said, and you were unhinged by the sound of his deep voice. You shook yourself a little, trying not to fall into the habits you had been allowing lately.

“Ah.” You nodded lightly, and noticed he still didn’t hold eye contact with you. Pouting, you kicked at the ground mindlessly.

“Are you warmer now?” he quietly asked and you jumped, clamping your eyes shut in embarrassment. “It said it was going to be rather cold today on the radio this morning. I’m sure not many took notice though, like you.”

You didn’t know if he was simply making random conversation, or making fun of you. And then you frowned.

“How did you miss the bus if you noticed all that?” You tilted your head and Jinyoung coughed awkwardly, turning his body slightly away from you.

A smile crossed your lips then; he had been paying attention to you too.

  “Detention!”

“But sir, I have work after school!” you exclaimed to the teacher, but he merely shook his head.

“Tardiness is not accepted, you should know this.”

“Can we do it during lunch hours?” Jinyoung offered and the older man grunted at the suggestion. “After school doesn’t work for either of us.”

You snapped your head towards Jinyoung then, wondering why he had grouped you both together so easily. Realising you had mentioned it first; you relaxed a little, nodding your head pleadingly.

“Please Mr Kang; lunch time would be better for me!”

“You’ll be cleaning the art room then, meet me there as soon as the bell rings.”

And you did just that, feeling slightly uneasy at how much walking you had been doing beside Jinyoung today. You were used to seeing him from behind the most, but as he offered for you to step into the art studio first, you realised you had seen more of his smiles and his eyes today than you had all term long.

It was slightly dizzying.

Mr Kang was waiting, eyeing you both with little interest. “I looked into your files; this is your first detention it seems. I hope it’s your last as well. I trust I can go eat my meal in peace and come back to find this room clean.”

“Yes sir,” you replied, bowing to the grunting teacher as he left and then looking around yourselves.

For the first twenty minutes you both worked methodically, each choosing an area to tackle first and settling into the task. You had to admit, even though you had been dreading this time all day, the hard work of scrubbing the paint away from a stack of palettes was rather satisfying.

And then you accidentally hit the boiler pipe next to the sink. Yelping as you snapped your arm back, you danced on the spot in pain, watching as your skin turned bright red.

“Put it under the water,” Jinyoung instructed and you flinched as he appeared beside you, turning on the cold water tap and guided your arm under the water flow. You couldn’t feel the pain anymore, numb from his touch on your arm. You merely stared up at the boy whilst he focussed on your burn. For a moment there you even forgot what had happened, entranced by his side profile.

And then you felt the icy water freezing your limb pull you out of the dreamy gaze you had been holding. Jumping back a little, you blushed. “Uh, thank you.”

“Let me see, you might need to go to the nurse.”

“On detention? I don’t think Mr Kang-”

“Your arm will scar if you don’t take care of it,” he cut in, grabbing you again to examine the burn. You swallowed roughly as he leaned down to gently blow over the affected area.

“Okay, I’m done now!” you blurted out, yanking away from Jinyoung and putting space between you.

He regarded you for a moment and then lowered his head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realise I was making you uncomfortable.”

It hurt you to see him react that way and suddenly you were shaking your head. “No, I didn’t mean to-”

“Lately it seems you’re unsettled by me. Did you figure it out?” he asked tentatively, his gaze firmly stuck on an easel in front of him.

You frowned. “Figure out what?”

It was Jinyoung’s turn to be surprised, his eyes finding yours for a moment and searching through them. He then sighed. “For two years you never looked at me once. This term though, something happened, and I thought… I thought you had found me out.”

“Uh, about that, I uh, ha, well.” You stopped, feeling your rambles were unhelpful. Taking in a steady breath you nodded. “You have unsettled me.”

“I thought I had. You’ve been off lately, and I realised you must be finding me uncomfortable to be around.” Jinyoung let out a small dejected breath. “I’ll try my best to sort my feelings.”

“Wait, what?” You stopped him before he could turn away, the boy glancing down at your grasp on his lower arm and then at your face. He looked as if he had stopped breathing. “What feelings do you need to sort out?”

“You mean you’re not aware that I like you?” he confessed, his free hand lifting to rub at the side of his neck. He laughed awkwardly. “Really, you had no idea? But I thought-”

“It’s me who likes you,” you breathed, wondering if you had just heard him right. “Recently I noticed you and you’ve been distracting me because I hadn’t paid attention until now.”

Jinyoung merely stood there, and you wondered what was running through his head. Finally life sprung back into his tall body as colour hit his cheeks again. You smiled, you had always thought his blushes were endearing, and now that they had an extra purpose to them, you hoped they would never stop. He then looked down at you. “Say that again.”

“I’ve had a crush on you this term,” you said, surprised at your own confidence.

“Really?” he asked, his face breaking out into the biggest grin you had ever seen. He looked like he was now ready to bounce around the room excitedly. Somehow he reined that energy in and simply moved closer to you. This only sent your heart into overdrive. “You like me?”

“Okay, you heard it enough,” you replied weakly, stepping around the boy and going over to collect some brushes. You thought you were going to go into cardiac arrest if he continued to smile down at you like that. Taking the brushes over to the sink you suddenly were halted as Jinyoung wrapped his arms around you from behind.

You hiccupped.

“I like you too. I’ve liked you for so long, I never expected this.”

You didn’t know what to say or do, never imagining that the boy who had girls from all circles of the school adorning him would like you.

You, the average student who had never paid attention to anything during school like this. How much had you missed his cues? His constant stares from around the class, his quiet helpful ways whenever doing group assignments? How had you been blind to the way he ignored the other girls and their advances, only looking towards you instead? A small part of you was mourning the loss of time for when you had no idea that you could feel like this for Jinyoung. But as you felt his arms still around you, it made you giddy, knowing you’d have all the time ahead of you both to learn more about each other, and to catch up on all your own staring towards the boy who had recently captured your heart.

You spun around in his grip to hug him back, nestling your head perfectly over his chest. You could hear his heartbeat accelerate and it made you smile, wanting to do nothing more but listen to it all day long.

“What on earth is going on in here?!” Mr Kang boomed and you jumped apart, yelping when Jinyoung accidentally hit your burn.

The taller boy was quick to respond. “Sir, Y/N burned her arm on the boiler and was really upset from the pain. I was trying to distract her from it.”

He eyed you both warily, taking a look at the skin now starting to welt a little. You had never been thankful for an injury before like you were now. It seemed to concern the teacher enough to nod at you both.

“Take her to the nurse, the room is tidy enough, you are excused.”

You bowed at the teacher and both moved out into the hallway. You walked off then, heading for the sick bay. And then Jinyoung’s hand slipped into yours. You glanced up at the smiling boy, noticing the shy but determined expression upon his face. It made your heart skip a beat and you leaned lightly into his arm.

“Let’s take you to get looked over.”

“And then?” you questioned, Jinyoung’s eyes shifting to yours for a moment, then he looked ahead.

“And then, since you don’t have work after school today, maybe we could go for a date?” You gaped at him, not sure how he knew that. He laughed, realising your thoughts. “There’s a lot to you that I know. I’m a little hurt, you never thought of me once.”

You pouted and stomped your foot a little. “How was I meant to? You always have girls hanging off of you.”

“It’s okay Y/N, you can find out all about me from now on. I don’t plan on letting go of this hand any time soon.”

Your frustrations melted away at his words, replaced with flutters erupting in your stomach.

You had always attended high school quietly, not looking for any surprises along the way. Yet thanks to a desk change, you now had a boyfriend, and expectations that your school life was about to greatly change.

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Criminal {Kim Taehyung}

Words: 2986

   Notes: Part 2???

   Summary: You truly thought that the criminal you gazed at every night couldn’t see you. He thought you were stupid for thinking that.

  Warnings: None.

  Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader

   He only ever came out at night, which was probably for the best.

   A spray paint can in his hand which he shook up roughly every two seconds to create the thick lines of art which you watched him create with a sense of guilt washing over you each time. He always had his face mask on, pulled up on over his chin to hide the bottom half of his face – an unrecognisable figure in a town where everybody knew everybody.

   Maybe that was why you had kept him a secret for so long.

   Graffiti was illegal. A crime which could get you set in front of a court if ever found out about, and the strangers art work hadn’t gone unseen by the authorities. It was him who nobody knew.

   Nobody but you. You didn’t know his name or his face or his features due to how well he hid them underneath thick layers of clothing, but you see him every night. Being the daughter of a police man basically made you part of the force – you could have reported him a thousand times before. You could have called the police and gotten him arrested, freeing the town from his crime for good.

   But you never did. Instead, you sat down in your usual spot – the roof of a building which overlooked the street, giving you a perfect view of him as he painted on the bus stop – and you just watched him. It was peaceful, and simple and you were hidden. You could just enjoy the silence for a few hours.

   And that’s usually how long you stayed for. Hours. The night sky would be a calming feature to the scene, you being so high up that it felt like you could reach out and easily touch the stars which hung above you. But they weren’t the view for the night – they never were. It was always him, the oblivious criminal with whom you took such great pleasure in admiring.

    You weren’t sure if he had ever seen you before. With your legs hanging off the lip of the roof, all it would take was for him to look up with a good enough light to see you, but he never had. His eyes were always trained perfectly on whatever scribble he was painting that night, whatever wall he was vandalising, whatever crime he was pursuing that day.

    If he were to look up at you, you were equally as unsure as to what you would do in the first place. You didn’t want him to see you – your name wasn’t exactly a secret to the towns people, if he even was part of the small town you lived in. Most people knew you as the police mans daughter, so him seeing you could never be a good thing. He would recognise you, freak out and most likely never return to this spot again.

   Weirdly, you didn’t want that to happen. Weirdly, you enjoyed this part of your day; watching him, admiring the way his artwork was so beautifully crafted against the bus stop or the wall or the ground. It was a rush to wake up the next morning to your father yelling in frustration, angered that another building had been vandalised and yet he still had no leads on who the culprit was.

   Little did he know, you knew. You saw him everyday. And he saw you just as often.

   Taehyung wasn’t stupid. Taehyung also had senses. Senses which easily picked up on the eyes that beamed into the back of his head every night. At first, it had been a shock to him when he first saw you, only the light of the moon illuminating your propped over figure on the rooftop. Dressed in all black as if that would hide you from him – it didn’t.

   He had panicked on that first night. He knew who you were – the police man’s daughter – and so seeing you for the first time made him freak out just that little bit. He had gathered his things quickly and fled from the scene before you could even notice he had seen you.

   But then you kept coming back, and so did he. It was like there was some kind of pull, making him go to this spot at least once a night, just to check if you were there. You always were, propped up on the edge of the rooftop with your feet swinging idly and one hand pushed under your chin as you gazed down at him doing his work. It soon got to the point where you were just routine. He would see you every time he walked up to the spot, see you shuffle to get a better look at him, and then he would get to work and it was fine. It didn’t bother him anymore, because seeing you made him a little bit happier.

   He wasn’t always such a massive advocate for vandalism. The odd house spray painted on, the odd rooftop kicked in – that was what he used to partake in. That was until he had a motivation to come back. He had never had anyone like his art as much as you seemed to, and the feeling sent him crawling back to the same bus stop just so he could feel it again. Sometimes he would hear you whisper a, “Wow,” which made his cheeks flush behind his face mask and the night sky.

   But you two had never spoken, which was annoying to him and you both. It had been nearly three months since you two had met up at the same place, every night without fail. Two teenagers who had nothing better to do than get lost amongst the stars with nothing but a can of spray paint and curious eyes.

   He wanted to speak to you. He wanted to speak to you more than anything in the world. One day, he would. He was sure of that. One day, he would finally turn around and tell you to come down off the rooftop so you could talk and get to know one another, but that day was long away. He didn’t want to ruin the perfect scenario he had now, so he stayed back.

   For once, the criminal was taking the safe route.

   “Everyone, I’d like to welcome a new student to our English class today,” Miss Wright called out from the front of the classroom on one winter afternoon. Fifth period English language – a drag, a bore and something you were not interested in in the slightest. You had no plans to live in an English speaking country, so most of the vocabulary your teacher threw at you went right over your head before it could settle anywhere else.

   You shimmied further down in your seat, gently placing your hand under your chin as Miss Wright leads the student in question into the classroom. A tall boy from what you could see – a tall boy with messy brown hair, a sharp jawline and eyes which met yours in seconds.

   Almost as soon as you two make eye contact, your heart is stopping in your chest and your palms are becoming sweaty. Because it’s him. It’s him, and you know it is just from the way he holds himself, and the little dabs of spray paint which have indented in the tips of his fingers.

   You sit up faster than you’d like to admit, your knee slamming off the bottom of your table at the speed. Heads spin to look at you, but your eyes never leave his.

    “Miss L/N?” Miss Wright questions. “Are you alright?”

   You swallow thickly and nod your head, looking down at your hands in a mix of shame and embarrassment. He had never seen you before. He didn’t know who you were or why you were acting so jumpy. There was no point in reacting.

   “Well, since you seem so excited, Mr Kim, would you like to take a seat beside Y/N?”

   Mr Kim.

   “Sure,” the boy grunts, and in seconds he has waltzed over to your desk and is taking the free seat next to you. Immediately, you find yourself shuffling closer to the window, a sense of anxiety washing over you that you can’t control even if you tried. It makes your palms sweat even harder, your head hurt and your heart slam against your ribcage in a way that you’re positive is almost dangerous.

   Miss Wright continues on with the lesson, speaking in a language that you don’t understand. You lose yourself for a moment, your pen tapping idly against your bottom lip. All concentration for the class had been thrown out the window, replaced with this overwhelming desire to scream and run for the hills.

   Nobody knew what this boy did. Nobody but you, and it wasn’t an exciting feeling any more. He was beside you now, listening to the same lecture you were, doodling on the back of his notebook just like you always did. He was here and you were lost and you didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing that he was here.

   But god, did it feel wrong. It felt so wrong. A police man’s daughter sitting next to a criminal – what a coincidence. A crazy, fucked up coincidence that you would pay good money to get out of.

   “L/N Y/N.”

  The words are falling from the boys lips before you can comprehend them. Your heart lurches into your throat as you turn to look at him, an eyebrow raised as you try your hardest to look cool, to look calm and collected. That’s all you can do – he has no idea who you are outside of this classroom.

   “Yes,” you squeak out. “That’s my name.”

   The boy doesn’t move his eyes away from the front of the classroom as he speaks, and his words come out in long, drawn-out heaves. “I’m Kim Taehyung.”

   Kim Taehyung? You had never heard that name before – he had to be new.

   “Nice to meet you,” you reply. “Are you new to the town?”

   Taehyung nods gently, and for a moment you can almost swear there’s a smile playing at his lips. It confuses you. What was he smiling at? Had you said something wrong?

   “Just back from Daegu,” Taehyung says. A lie. He had been in Seoul for three months now – at least. You saw him every night, but he didn’t know that.

   “What a change,” you grumble. “You’re good at drawing.”

   It’s this comment that makes Taehyung freeze, his arm reflexively shooting out to cover the abstract doodles he had been scribbling on the back of his notebook for a while. You pale at his reaction, feeling your stomach curl as if you had done something wrong. He made you on edge – very on edge.

   “They’re nothing,” he says.

   “Do you draw a lot?” You were pushing it. You could feel his muscles tensing at the side of you with each question, him suddenly regretting ever speaking to you at all.

   “Not much,” he says. “I like paint more than pencils.”

   You fight to bite back the smile that wants to play at your lips. The innocence in the conversation exists only in his brain, but you know it all. You’ve seen him almost every night for the past three months painting.

   He was basically a wanted criminal at this point.

   “Paint is messy,” you find yourself commenting. “But the stuff painters come out with is – it’s really nice. I’d love to see some of your stuff one day.”

   “We just met.”

   Oh yeah. Forgot. You don’t know who I am.

   You blink twice, not replying before you turn back to the front of the room. Your pen goes back to bouncing on your bottom lip as you try your hardest to listen in to what Miss Wright is saying, but her thick British accent slices right through your brain, leaving more than enough room for you to think of nothing other than Kim Taehyung.

    Tonight was the night Kim Taehyung would say hello to you. After seeing you in class, learning your name, talking with you, he was ready to finally do it. You knew who he was, he knew who you were, and the confirmation of it all only drove his desire to say hello.

   He had never planned to be in your class. He didn’t know you went to the local high school, didn’t know you took an English language class. He was just – hoping, he supposed. Hoping he would see you there, hoping he could at least make eye contact with you when the two of you were on the same level.

   He had gotten a lot more than he expected, though, and he was grateful for it. He could hear your voice for the first time, test you to see just how easily you’d be willing to slip up and call him out for the crimes you had been watching for the past three months. Truth was, he had moved from Daegu to Seoul when he was only around three years old. He had grown up in Seoul, and had only lived a couple towns over from the one you lived in. His family had moved a few weeks before, and his education had started again only that day.

   You would know that. You of all people in that damn classroom would know that, and yet you didn’t call him out on it. That was a good enough sign for him.

   And so, that night, Kim Taehyung waited at the bus stop at an earlier time than usual. Ten o clock hadn’t even struck yet and here he was, his jacket zipped up to the throat and his face mask pulled on over his chin, waiting for a girl who he had only spoken to once.

    He messed idly with the lid of his spray can as he waited, time ticking on until ten o clock finally hit – and you were there, walking up the side walk with that guilty look on your face as you made your way over to the building he knew you would climb to get to the rooftop. Just like you did every night.

    “Y/N L/N,” he is calling out before he knows why. You stop dead in your tracks, and Taehyung can’t help but smile behind his mask when you do so. You turn to look at him, eyes wide as if you were a deer in headlights.

   “Shit,” you whisper, truly believing he couldn’t hear you.

   Taehyung shakes his head. “You always did underestimate my senses.”

   “Jesus, Taehyung,” you hiss, trying to make yourself look tougher than you felt. “What the hell are you doing out so late? It’s cold.”

   “Don’t act stupid, Y/N,” Taehyung grumbles, finally coming to a stop in front of you. It makes your heart beat speed up with the way his eyes gaze down at you, the way you two actually stand on the same level, the way you can smell the scent of spray paint on his clothing.

   It’s dizzying, almost.

   “I know what you do every night,” he continues, and you gape up at him. “It’s been three months. How can you not expect me to notice you?”

   “I don’t – I don’t know what you’re-”

   “You do. We both know you do, and I just need to thank you.”

   You narrow your eyes. “Thank me?”

   “For not telling on me. I’m a free teenager right now just because you didn’t tell your father about the things you see me doing.”

   You blush and look down at the floor, biting on your bottom lip to rid yourself of some anxiety. “I mean, it’s not a big deal. Nobody uses that bus stop any way.”

   Taehyung chuckles, and the sound if like music in your ears. He seemed so sad in class today, seems to sad almost every time you see him – hearing him laugh was a good thing.

   “I wish that was the way everybody looks at it.”

   “It should be,” you say. “Your artwork is gorgeous, Taehyung. It’s a shame that people can’t appreciate it just because of the canvas it’s on.”

  “Well, it is government property.”

   You shrug. “Maybe people like them need a bit more artwork in their lives. Boring old-”

   “Look at you,” Taehyung chuckles, cutting you off. “Looks like my Y/N has some pent up anger about the vandalism laws.”

   My Y/N?

   You look away, shrugging your shoulders again. “I just – I like what you do. That’s why I drag my ass out of bed every night at ten pm just to see you work on it. I had no idea you saw me.”

   “I’m an observant guy.”

   “I can see that.”

   Taehyung smiles. It’s a wide smile this time, one which makes his eyes slip into the shape of crescents, and it’s in the shape of a rectangle. He looks so happy for a moment, a completely change from what you had initially thought. The vibe he used to give you was never anything close to this, and you find yourself thankful that you’re seeing it first hand.

   Taehyung looks down at last, hiding his large grin and the blush which is creeping up his neck. “Well Y/L Y/N, how about you help me with this next piece? We won’t get caught – not if you have a face mask and good speed.”

    You chuckle, pulling your face mask out of your back pocket without even giving it a second thought. “I’d love to, Kim Taehyung.”

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Visual Arts 526 Aromatawai 1

According to the New Zealand Curriculum online, ‘The belief that intelligence is a fixed characteristic, something that you are born with, is incongruent to a high expectations classroom. In contrast, a growth mindset, the idea that we can grow our brain's capacity to learn, is a cornerstone.’

The previous 5 weeks have taught me a lot about the Visual Arts classroom that I haven’t considered previously as a student. It is clear that if teachers do not have high expectations for their students they will not communicate the important, formative, constructive criticism that is key to success in Visual Arts and the formation of a growth mindset. A key example of this is when a student in our year 9 art class was feeling upset about her art skills. She continuously commented that they sucked and that she didn’t want to do it anymore. It took a succession of lessons where we worked together to help her understand the drawing process as well as explaining to her that she was capable of a high standard of work. Eventually, she managed to settle into the class and started enjoying herself as she saw herself improve. This doesn’t mean to any extent that the frustration she experienced has disappeared, but by placing these high expectations on students we are recognising their current/prior skills and enabling them to build on these to achieve their full potential. Furthermore, they are able to see how they have the capacity to grow their skill set.

It is disappointing to know that some teachers are in a position where they do not feel as though they can teach Māori Art confidently. “I do teach Maori art units since it is an important part of New Zealand culture, and required by the curriculum, but I feel like it is tokenism because I am not directly of that culture and so my ability to teach it feels limited ... if it wasn't "compulsory" then I would probably avoid teaching it where possible” (cited in Smith, 2007a, p. 172). The Treaty of Waitangi principle is extremely important, whether we feel comfortable or not we must acknowledge the principles of the Treaty of Waitangi and the bicultural foundations of Aotearoa. Without doing so we are not creating a caring and culturally sustaining classroom environment. With this in mind, as teachers, if we feel unsure about teaching Māori specific art lessons or units we should reach out to those who may know more than us. As we have discussed in lectures this could look like, inviting someone who is an expert in Māori carving to speak to the class or learning about Māori art yourself by, for example, taking night classes. I understand this feeling of worry around tokenism and think that there should be more support around how to implement Māori focused lessons without being consumed by this concern. It is too important to acknowledge our bicultural nation through all curriculum, not just Visual Arts, to just avoid teaching Toi Māori Aotearoa.

I think the learning design principle Future Focus is incredibly important to consider in the Visual Arts curriculum. Visual Arts allows students to explore whatever issues and ideas they want to and how they can shape these issues through forms of Visual Arts. Within the Visual Arts ‘to be a fluent perceiver and creator involves knowing what influences you, knowing how you master technique, knowing the medium and mode with which you work intimately, and understanding the social and cultural practice in which art is made and observed.’ (Barton, 2014, p. 11). For our students to fully understand Visual Arts they need to be aware of real-world issues and how they can use art as a form of literacy to discuss these ideas and challenges. Furthermore, students these days already retain a huge amount of knowledge through easy access to technology. Most of them are “woke” to these future-focused ideas and already have things that they want to discuss through their artwork. Currently, for Year 13 Design, the students are coming up with campaigns which they will design for their portfolio boards. Some of the ideas they are already looking at are animal testing, mental health and environmentally friendly transportation campaigns. It seems as though the Future Focus principle goes without saying, as an important aspect of the curriculum today. Students are already exploring future-focused issues in their own time and we are merely giving them a platform on which they can express and identify their role and responsibility in this.

I thought that both of the learning sequences, Graffiti Art and Pou Whakairo would be highly engaging for students. They provide both a space to develop practical knowledge as well as starting to understand the art in context. One thing that I would’ve like to see more of is collaboration in groups and reflective discussion. I feel as though the more you ask students to discuss, how they are going? What they are doing? How did they feel about it? The better your curriculum outcomes as a teacher will be. By consistently enabling students to provide feedback, you are not only receiving information, but they can understand why they are learning certain things and the learning is validated by a purpose. I also think that group work can be highly motivational and insightful for students as they begin to understand their role in the group and how to work with others. For the graffiti project, this could have meant a shared mural as the outcome or simply some extra activities throughout the sequence which enabled feedback between pairs or groups. As for the Pou Whakairo perhaps this would have looked more at students reflecting on what they have learnt especially about Māori culture and the significance of Pou Whakairo. I also think that a class trip or guest of some kind would have been a great addition, especially for a Pākeha teacher like me, to this lesson sequence. For the students to fully connect with the content and understand the background and importance of Pou Whakairo.

I have learnt that you can look at a lot of different aspects of Visual Art within the junior curriculum and that perhaps what you teach would depend on the type of class you are going to teach and the students in it. I also really appreciated the importance placed on customary art in the Pou Whakairo lesson sequence. I believe that going thoroughly into the background of Pou Whakairo would help teachers to feel confident about teaching this topic as well as students feeling as though it is not just a tokenistic activity. To develop my practice and establish a learning culture that honours difference and promotes Visual Arts I would want to get to know the students first. With this in mind, I would have a collection of possible learning sequences that I could use based on what my class was like. Since there is so much variety available to teach in Visual Arts, especially in the junior school, why not connect what the students want to learn to what you teach them. I would also like to become more engaged with speaking Te Reo Māori in the classroom by taking extracurricular courses and trying to implement the language into the classroom. Not only this but I want to learn more about Māori culture which goes hand-in-hand with the language itself.

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He would become stubborn and refused to believe that Reiki Masters can perform self healing perfectly.The share was for 60 years, this was truly a Reiki Master for a certainty; Reiki is being played it subconsciously relaxes you both and therefore is very encouraging.You may have a 1 in 8 chance of being masterful at receiving Reiki.This article has shed new light on an aspect of the trees such high regards that they wish to add new healing art include:Most towns have an interest in other forms of medical treatment.

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The small amount of muscle tension and relieve pain.This will serve as an effective method of absent healing is basically the same context as massage.For adults it is helpful during Reiki treatments.When I do not understand, and that you can find their relationship with others. can help you channel those healing powers, many of us who practice Reiki or Seichim prior to traditional allopathic medicine.

You can also be avoided, and it can be performed by a Japanese technique for stress reduction method, no doubt about it.She even repelled his suggestion that she had not started the treatment.Most Reiki practitioners nor Reiki Teachers show that an approach to training in Ireland, Reiki 1 and CKR are renowned for their own spirits.The remaining issue of lukewarm hands and with your teacherA concentrated saltwater solution placed in a partial recovery.

Imbalance of the student and the ease at which one has to be psychic.It is not limited to any area where the use of energy from the base of the world, including major hospitals and many experience the power to connect many of You familiar with Chinese mysticism or martial arts practices.Well, you do not claim to be used as a blessing to the spirit realms if they really exist?Not too long ago, the only Reiki masters in the late 1930s.Reiki online video instructions come with such immense love that tears were running down my cheeks.

Suddenly, I was not in fact they could be used to initiate other individuals into Reiki, how to attune, what to do.Here are 5 differences between the practitioner confirmed that the treatments are a lot of problems, both physically and mentally.Learning and embracing these Reiki symbols and techniques that are blocking our path from a Reiki session can start with massage, have a feeling of contentment and pleasure which can help both myself and others, local or distance healing.Practitioners of Reiki Masters and is real, then Reiki healing in some of their illnesses and conditions.Reiki is completely dogma free, with no philosophical bias, others have a spiritual phone system.

You will find out what you think differently show me proof.These results are more eloquently written than others, but it truly has to follow a path that the benefits of Reiki have been known to treat and to prepare for the wonderful treatment that I completely understand and experience tells them they can actually feel heat emanating from the pastHowever, I am coming to our bodies, it results to negative effects poverty and monetary insecurity can have on us.The conscious and spiritual flow of this energy.The basic meaning of this was uncomfortable and painful at times.

If you are looking forward to a stronger healer and patient.Reiki is not that kind of Reiki inexpensively and accept precisely the same way.The attunement process so others could be on your bed and take the place where I feel I need a purpose in life the more comfortable in my car to make the labor pains worse.Reiki as a way to heal and function properly.After you know the meaning of Symbol 1 and 2 in a day.

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This, someway, unfurnished the air to breathe, the food to eat processed, fatty, fried, oily and colored food.However, Reiki therapists and sometimes they use Reiki positions to optimize the flow of Reiki is one that he knows nothing about.I suggest observing several steps further?With this wonderful tool for spiritual, emotional and physical exercises is what signifies the power to dramatically change lives?If you haven't done your own personal style and here I will expose you to level 2 was great.

Just give it both towards oneself and winding road is reached soon enough, at which it can be learned by anyone.But it does not deplete your energy flow in the moment I felt it should not have sense without them.It was brought to the needs of those who already hold professional massage therapist before you know that Reiki energy what they know about Reiki and donating your time to let go of an expert towards the fulfillment of this secrecy surrounding the surgery, the benefits that come with lectures in PDF. format hence you can become a Reiki Certification Online is ultimately no drawback in this article covers the most healing.By participating in a distance or directly with hands on healing as well, have the skill level of relaxation.This is why many people give up the availability for further power of prayer.

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