Dangerous Husband The Warning

Next day..

The lecture hall was silent. Every student sat stiffly, eyes forward, hands clasped like they were about to face a military drill sergeant instead of a literature professor.

And then… Jungkook barged in.

Late..

Why late?

Because the baby bunny was just crying about not attending the lectures to his parents.

He stumbled through the door, hair messy from running, backpack half open, water bottle dangling dangerously.

Park Jimin

Yah, kookie-ah… (Jimin hissed from the front row, waving at him to hurry)

Jung Hobi

(he whispered loudly)

Jung Hobi

You’re dead, you’re so dead… 😰

The sound of Taehyung’s pen clicking once made the whole room freeze. He didn’t even look up from the papers on his desk as he spoke, voice sharp as ice.

Kim Taehyung

YOU’RE LATE, MR. JEON!! ❄️

Jeon Jungkook

(Jungkook gulped, but forced a smile, scratching the back of his head)

Jeon Jungkook

Uh… professor-nim… there was traffic. And, um, pigeons? They blocked my way? ʕʘ‿ʘʔ

A ripple of laughter went through the class. Jungkook’s eyes darted, desperate. Maybe his cuteness could save him.

But then Taehyung finally looked up.

Eyes Cold and Piercing. Eyes like they could slice through steel.

Kim Taehyung

JEON.. JUNGKOOK! ❄️

Jeon Jungkook

N-ne…? (´⊙ω⊙`) (Jungkook stood straighter)

Kim Taehyung

FRONT!! ❄️

Jeon Jungkook

Eh? 😕

Kim Taehyung

FRONT.. NOW!! ❄️

Gasps and whispers..

Students nudged each other as Jungkook dragged his feet down the aisle like he was on death row. He plopped into the front-row seat, right under Taehyung’s shadow.

Taehyung placed his papers down. His gaze swept the class, then fell directly back onto Jungkook.

Kim Taehyung

Since you find birds more important than punctuality, why don’t you enlighten us about the reading assignment? ❄️

Jeon Jungkook

(He froze)

Jeon Jungkook

The… the reading assignment? (*´-`)

Kim Taehyung

Yes. Page 48. Interpret the theme. ❄️

Murmurs filled the room. Everyone knew Jungkook hadn’t read a single page.

Jeon Jungkook

(Jungkook bit his lip, thinking fast)

Jeon Jungkook

*Think Kookie.. Think.. Ahhh~ 😤*

Jeon Jungkook

Uh… it’s… about… love? 😅

A..

Huge..

Silence..

Jeon Jungkook

*Kookie.. You are done for sure.. See how he is looking at you.. 🙂*

Kim Taehyung

L.O.V.E? (Taehyung arched one brow)

Jeon Jungkook

Y-yes.. (Jungkook stammered)

Jeon Jungkook

Love… and, uh, destiny? And… pigeons. I mean… freedom! Like pigeons! 🕊️

The whole class burst out laughing.

Jeon Jungkook

*AHHH.. FCK..* (Jungkook sank in his seat, ears burning)

But Taehyung didn’t laugh. He leaned forward, placing his hands on Jungkook’s desk, lowering his voice so sharp it cut.

Kim Taehyung

This isn’t a comedy show, Jeon Jungkook. If you want to play the class clown, do it elsewhere. In my room, you either show respect… or you leave. ❄️💢

The words hit Jungkook like a slap. He nodded quickly, cheeks puffed in humiliation.

Jeon Jungkook

Yes, professor-nim… (he muttered)

Taehyung straightened up, gaze lingering a second too long on Jungkook’s pout before turning back to the board.

Kim Taehyung

Good. Now pay attention. ❄️

The rest of the lecture passed with Jungkook sulking in silence. He doodled angrily in his notebook: Professor Old Man 👴👹. He even drew a little Taehyung stick figure with devil horns.