#arтιcυlaтιonѕ oғ → hweji.

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Starter for: @yuseongu​​

“Chiyong, I am your teacher!” Hweji whispered harshly, eyes darting to the open classroom door as he prayed no passerby’s heard the students flirty comment. This had become a regular occurrence; homeroom ends and all of the students file out of the classroom. All of the students save for Chiyong who not so casually lingers behind to throw teasing or flirty words in his teachers direction every. Single. Time. Hweji sighed, eyes closing as he lifted his glasses, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I’m really going to have to report you. This is getting so out of hand.” He knew this was an empty threat. He was pretty sure Chiyong knew this by now, too (he’s been saying he would report the teen for a month now), but maybe, just maybe, this empty threat will work for once...

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“I love you, that’s all that matters.” ( also from chi )

One Way Love Starters

@yuseongu

“That’s not all that matters, Chiyong. Don’t you see that?” A soft sigh emitted past Hweji’s lips at the teens confession, shoulders slumping as he ran his hands over his face in frustration. He wasn’t frustrated with Chiyong (he could never) but just at the situation the two were in. It was clear that they both wanted to be with each other but they just couldn’t. Not yet anyway. Not until Chiyong graduated. With another small sigh, Hweji stepped closer to the student and gently grasped his shoulders, squeezing slightly.

“I’m your teacher and you’re my student and, as much as we want to be together, we just can’t. Not right now. You could get expelled and I could go to jail if we started dating before you graduate.” Hweji’s hands slowly crept up the sides of Chiyong’s neck until he was cupping the young mans cheeks, his thumbs gently stroking the apples of the others cheeks as a small sad smile formed over his lips. “...If you still think you love me once you graduate, then we can see what happens, okay?”

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( TOUCH ) “accidentally” briefly touching mine. ( from chi~ )

Seduction Starters↪ ( TOUCH ) “accidentally” briefly touching mine.

@yuseongu

With graduation fast approaching, Hweji was handing out paperwork for the students to fill out for their caps, gowns and other graduation preparations. Passing the papers in his hand to each student as he walked by, the teacher began to feel flustered the closer he got to Chiyong. Just hand him the papers and walk, drama queen. He thought to himself as he let a quiet sigh slip from his nostrils, handing over the required paperwork to the student. Easy enough. Hweji thought as he was about to walk past.

“Ah, teacher, wait-” Chiyong called from behind him, hand reaching out to gently grasp Hweji’s forearm. He froze at the action, feeling the teens thumb slowly caress his arm through the fabric of his shirt. It was too much yet not enough all at the same time and Hweji’s breath was caught in his throat- coughing lightly as the young adult pulled away moments after. “You accidentally gave me two.” Chiyong beamed, holding out the copy for his beloved teacher to take.

“Ah-” Hweji flashed a small awkward smile as he nodded in response, taking the paper and quickly moving down the aisle to finish handing the items out. God, I’m so fucked..

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🌺 - Put a flower in my muse’s hair ( also from chi what a surprise lmao )

A lost meme oops

Hweji felt a hand against the side of his head, peering over to see Chiyong fiddling with something. “What are you doing?” He questioned without opposition, body still as he waited for an answer.

“There.” Chiyong beamed in satisfaction, hands pulling away. “I put a flower in your hair.”

“Oh?” A hand gently reached up to feel soft petals resting against the side of his head. “Why?”

“Because I thought it would look cute,” the student shrugged nonchalantly, his grin only widening. “and I was right.”