Nerd Professor Husband! (Taekook) Next Morning!

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Hello, Kiddos!! 😁

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Before we start—WHAT HAVE I DONE?! 😭

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I swear, I was just going to write a simple slow-burn romance. But no. 🥲

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Now we have a dangerously unhinged alpha professor, a bratty omega student who is officially wrecked, and an entire night of absolute destruction. 🙊

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So, let's begin quickly~ ✨😌

Jungkook woke up feeling like he had been hit by a train.

Everything ached.

Everything was sore.

And worst of all?

He was n@ked.

For a moment, his brain was too foggy to process anything. But then he felt it. The heavy warmth beside him. The strong arm draped around his waist. The hot breath against his neck.

Jungkook’s eyes snapped open. And that’s when he saw it.

Professor Kim Taehyung.

Lying beside him. Shirt completely unbuttoned. Glasses missing. Hair a complete mess. And sleeping peacefully like he hadn’t completely ruined Jungkook last night.

Jungkook’s stomach flipped.

Jeon Jungkook

*Oh. My. God.* 😱

Memories flashed in his mind.

The kisses.

The growls.

The hands.

The absolute destruction.

Jungkook’s face burned.

His omega whined, satisfied.

But his rational brain?

It was SCREAMING.

Jungkook had to get out of here.

NOW.

Slowly, he started to move.

One inch.

Then two.

But just as he managed to slip out from under Taehyung’s arm.

A low, groggy voice stopped him.

Kim Taehyung

Where do you think you’re going?

Jungkook froze. His heart slammed against his ribs. He turned his head slowly. Taehyung was awake. His voice was deep, husky, thick with sleep.

His dark eyes peeked at Jungkook, still heavy-lidded. And worst of all? He smirked. Jungkook’s stomach flipped.

Jeon Jungkook

I— (He licked his lips, brain scrambling for an excuse)

Jeon Jungkook

I was just—

Taehyung tilted his head lazily, gaze sharp despite his relaxed expression.

Kim Taehyung

Running?

Jeon Jungkook

(Jungkook gulped) N-No—

A sharp chuckle.

And then Taehyung moved.

In one swift motion, he rolled on top of Jungkook, caging him in, their bodies pressed together again. Jungkook’s breath caught. He was trapped.

Again.

Taehyung, looked entirely too pleased about it.

Taehyung’s lips curled in amusement.

Kim Taehyung

You’re panicking.

Jeon Jungkook

I’m not—

Taehyung leaned in, voice a whisper against Jungkook’s lips.

Kim Taehyung

Lying is bad, omega.

Jungkook shivered with that word.

Jeon Jungkook

C-Can you just—move?

Kim Taehyung

Why? (he grinned)

Jungkook struggled to keep his voice steady.

Jeon Jungkook

B-Because I need to get dressed! And I need to—

Kim Taehyung

You need to run.

Jungkook shut his mouth. Because yes. Yes, he needed to run.

This was his professor.

His strict, terrifying, nerdy professor.

The same professor who had ruined him last night.

Oh, he was so dead.

To be continued…

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Hope you enjoy it. ☺️

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I have a Corporate Tax Exam tomorrow. 🥹

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Okay, Bye-Bye! See you in the next chapter till then enjoy and Stay tuned~ 😘✨