#and a variety of colored walls. steinway baby grand

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Traditional Family Room in Indianapolis

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i didn’t intend to kiss you

part 2

the next few days were quite eventful for the both of them. mr.min met taehyung in the music room after school the next day and they walked to his car. he drove a hyundai sonata that was a shiny black color and noticeably kept well washed. when taehyung had gotten in the passengers seat, he didn’t notice mr.min putting his seatbelt on and starting the car. one of taehyung’s favorite songs, up & down by exid, came blasting on speakers on the radio and stole his attention. he didn’t even hear when mr.min told him to put on his seatbelt three times now so was completely out of wits when he reached over and buckled him in himself. taehyung smiled sheepishly and mumbled a quiet apology to which mr.min just nodded. the drive wasn’t very long considering the time. when certain songs played over the radio, yoongi would tap the steering wheel with his fingers and softly hum along with the lyrics.

yoongi’s house wasn’t anything he would have imagined. he figured yoongi lived maybe in a very classic looking home, white and black colors only to be noticed and plastic wrap still on the couch. but no, yoongi’s home was… cute and cozy. his house was painted a soft baby blue color on the outside and had a victorian style to it. he did have two stories along with an attic and he had a well kempt home on the inside as well, every room was painted a different color of pastel. in his kitchen, he had a giant tank full of fish showing a variety of vibrant colors.

mr.min briefly showed taehyung around his house, making sure to mention where the bathrooms were. scrapbooks and cut up paper were scattered about in the living room. couches were pushed on one side of the wall and chairs on the opposite, small picture frames were stacked in the corner and other small decor put away in a tote.

“sorry about the mess, i haven’t had much time to organize how i want” mr.min said, gesturing to all of it as they walked through the room.

taehyung glanced around, taking in every detail before saying, “no, it’s nice. i like it.”

mr.min gave taehyung a small smile, “just make yourself at home” and somehow, taehyung felt like he already did.

they walked into a room painted a nice shade of mint green and there it sat in the middle of everything. a steinway rococo model d victorian grand piano, beautiful and just like mr min. “do you like it?” mr.min asked, looking at the younger.

taehyung couldn’t get the words out of his mouth, it was so dry and his brain wasn’t thinking of any words. whether it was the way mr.min’s features became much younger or the way he caressed the piano that took his breath away and made him say the words, “you’re beautiful” mr.min stared at the boy as taehyung’s face became a strawberry and he covered his mouth with his hand with a slap.

“i’m sorry i didn’t mean to say that out loud.” mr.min cocked an eyebrow and slightly tilted his head, asking, “out loud?”

“yes, oh my god, no i mean, i don’t think you’re beautiful” taehyung nodded then quickly shook his head.

mr.min frowned and looked a bit hurt at the action and taehyung spoke up again, “no no, you’re beautiful, i mean that- i mean i shouldn’t have said that at all” taehyung sighed in defeat before sitting on the bench accompanied with the piano.

mr.min looked at the boy who’s head was down, afraid to show his face after the embarrassing incident.

“taehyung”

“yes mr min?” taehyung answered, head still down.

“call me hyung, yoongi hyung is fine”

even though taehyung wasn’t in his normal classes, it was like his heart was being chased and was running as fast as it could; when he would see the boy walk past his classroom, just to peak at yoongi and wave between class. his heart would beat even faster when he realized that taehyung’s classes are on the opposite side of the building than his own.

baekhyun would ask taehyung whenever his girl at the time was fawning over the teacher, “what’s so great about mr.min? he’s just another average guy.” taehyung would just reply with an,“im not sure.” though he knew yoongi was so not average.

the weeks went on as that. neither spoke about taehyung calling yoongi beautiful, though the memory constantly was replaying in both of their minds. since taehyung was familiar with yoongi’s car, yoongi would pack his things and go on out to find the younger waiting by the passengers side. taehyung would plug in his phone to the aux and play music, dancing along and yoongi would laugh at the ridiculous moves. it became almost instinctively like routine, they take their shoes off at yoongi’s mat, fix a drink and snack for them both, taehyung even wore yoongi’s clothes to be more comfortable rather than his uniform. {and when he would bring them back the next day, yoongi pretended he didn’t notice the shirt was missing from several outfits}

“tae?” yoongi asked, seeing if the younger had fallen asleep while playing with his many earrings.

“mhm?” taehyung hummed in response.

“it’s getting close to four forty-five, you should start heading to work.”

the two had spent an entire hour without rest trying to learn the main chords in Beethoven’s Fur Elise, and then the last half hour on the couch. yoongi sitting up and taehyung’s head in his lap. taehyung pouted without the realization of it when hearing the word ‘work’ and yoongi traced his index finger over his lips. the action made taehyung blush a soft rose color, he wanted so badly to look away from yoongi’s soft stare but couldn’t fight against it. he made him feel so delicate and weak.

“you’re… so pretty tae” the praises yoongi always was giving taehyung was such a turn on he’s almost sure his cock twitched. he was constantly praising his student, whether it being playing piano or making a snack for hyung without being asked. when taehyung fluttered his eyes closed at the thought, he felt soft lips barely brushing against his. yoongi didn’t care or think about how wrong this is right now, he could hear taehyung’s breathing hitch and he kissed him as if he wanted to chase it. yoongi quickly changed taehyung’s position so he was facing yoongi in his lap. he mouthed open kisses softly on the youngers jawline and taehyung released a small whimper of pleasure.

“is this okay?” yoongi asked, wanting consent from the other.

“please, don’t stop.” taehyung said immediately, putting his hands on yoongi’s shoulders. yoongi moved his hands from tae’s hips to the curve of his ass to find his phone was vibrating nonstop. he grabbed it to see that taehyung’s work had called four times and it was five fifteen. he slid the phone back in the pocket and said, “fuck you’re late for work.”

taehyung grabbed the phone and looked at the time on his lockscreen, jumping off of yoongi’s lap.

“oh my god, i’m gonna get fired. i just had my first makeout and i’m going to get fired from the best job i’ve had.”

yoongi pushed the thought of him being taehyung’s first kiss to getting taehyung to his work. “i’ll call them and say something came up during school. they’ll understand i promise, go to work.” yoongi walked him to the door and just as taehyung walked down his sidewalk, he turned around to see yoongi waving at him. he looked around and seen that most everyone was inside their homes and due to the door frame, it was hard to see yoongi from every angle except his. he ran back and brought his hand to the back of yoongi’s head and bent his knees to kiss his teacher’s lips once more before running away. “see you tomorrow hyung!!!”

this was so wrong, yoongi thought. so unbelievably wrong.