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  <title>Mr.Kim (Part 4/?)</title>
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  <description>Title: Mr. Kim&lt;br /&gt;Paring: Mainly KangTeuk.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: When Kim Youngwoon is a math teacher, and Jungsu needs some tutoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While their lips molded into each other perfectly, Mr.Kim slowly broke the kiss and stood straight again. His hand, which was firmly around the boys waist, slowly slid away and held Leeteuk&apos;s sides instead, still close but not too close. Jungsu&apos;s eyes slowly fluttered open, his cheeks tinted a beautiful shade of red, they stood in silence for a bit just looking at each other when Jungsu shifted his gaze towards the ground, feeling a bit uneasy &quot;M-Mr.Kim..what.. what was that?&quot; He asked, as he looked back up at his math teacher. Youngwoon slowly brought Jungsu closer to himself again, &quot;I think.. I love you too. Although this might not be the right situation for us, but we could still have something outside school grounds, don&apos;t you think..?&quot; Jungsu only gave a soft smile, he leaned his head on the older man&apos;s chest and wrapped his arms around his middle in a warm hug, giving a little nod. Youngwoon grinned and brought his hand up to the boys head, his palm covering most of it, and his arm slid around his body, holding him there. He nestled his nose into the angelic boy&apos;s hair, smelling a hint of the vanilla scented shampoo with other mixtures of sweet scents. After relishing in their warm and loving moment, Youngwoon spoke up again &quot;...you know that we have to keep everything a secret, right?&quot; Jungsu nodded again, &quot;I know.. although it&apos;ll be hard at first, but we&apos;ll manage&quot; he said as he smiled up at the man whom he could finally call his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day went by normally afterwards, Heechul made his friend tell him everything during lunch break, while he did so, the diva&apos;s eyes became as wide as giant saucers, with his mouth slightly opened in shock, &quot;You can&apos;t tell anyone Chul-ah! Promise?&quot; Jungsu added in a panicked but lowered tone after he spilled everything to his friend &quot;Ya! Of course. Who do you think I am?&quot; Heechul exclaimed, feeling slightly offended by his brother&apos;s  untrusting attitude, but still understanding Jungsu&apos;s concern; it&apos;s not everyday that a high school student and a teacher hook up or something. Jungsu nodded and felt guilty for doubting his lifelong friend &quot;Sorry, Heechul-ah.. it&apos;s just, I never expected something like this to happen&quot; he replied with a shy smile &quot;Pfft! yeah, who would&apos;ve thought that Mr.Kangin, manliest of men would be gay as fuck?&quot; He said &quot;someone like Sungminie, it wouldn&apos;t be a surprise if he went both ways, Kangin though? That&apos;s pretty awesome man&quot; he added, remembering their friend and underclassman, the cute bunny who was forever obsessed with pink, Lee Sungmin. Yet, he was the straightest one in their group of friends. Though, his interactions with the youngest student named &quot;Kyuhyun&quot; would be interpreted into more than just harmless bromance at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days went by and weeks passed smoothly, no one noticed any changes and no one suspected anything at their school. Although Mr. Kim strictly treated the genius of the school as any normal teacher would towards a top A student, he did, however, share some secret glances and warm smiles with Jungsu in a way that only he would notice. As expected, the young boy blushes lightly, or simply smiles shyly, but covers it up as if it was nothing afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on his empty desk during his break, Youngwoon was lazily flipping through his phone. An image of the soft spoken young boy crossed his mind, after they&apos;ve both confessed to each other, they haven&apos;t had any real interactions outside of school other than that time at the cafe, so the bulky man decided, with a cheeky grin on his face, to text the boy he so fondly named &apos;Leeteuk&apos; and ask him out on a date. &quot;Ya~ What&apos;s up with that creepy grin?&quot; One of his colleagues asked as he peered over the young teacher&apos;s shoulder, peeking at his phone. Youngwoon quickly put his phone down, even if the man saw thought, he wouldn&apos;t recognize who &quot;Angel Teuk&quot; was anyways, Youngwoon reminded his brain which set off alarms of panic in his head. &quot;Nothing, why so nosy?&quot; Kangin retorted calmly, pointing out the facts to his nosy colleague, &quot;Oh, well, I thought you might finally have a girlfriend since you seem all giddy so suddenly&quot; now that came as a surprise to Youngwoon, giddy? &apos;But I thought I was doing so well on hiding it..&apos; he pondered in his mind before he replied &quot;Well.. I don&apos;t have any kind of lover, I wouldn&apos;t have time for such things with all the work I have to get done during school and at home too.&quot; He calmly answered. The man nodded while squinting his eyes and rubbing his chin thoughtfully, &quot;I suppose..&quot; he looked at Kangin again &quot;then stop looking so mushy all the time, it doesn&apos;t suit you at all.&quot; He added before making his way back to his own desk and looking through some paper. &quot;Tch..&quot; the muscular man made a sound of annoyance, he checked his phone to make sure the message was sent before gathering his things and heading to a different class of 12th graders he had for the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jungsu&apos;s phone started buzzing at the lunch table in which he became accustomed to sitting at with Heechul, sometimes they get joined by their underclassmen friends and class mates, other times it would just be him and the raven head who obsesses over his freshly done perms. Today was one of those days when their other friends decide to join them for lunch, the friends consisting of a tall Chinese exchange student known as ZouMi, the new Canadian kid named Henry, the cute pink bunny Sungmin, the youngest Ryouwook, the gamer boy Kyuhyun, and the one who possessed the body of a Greek God, Siwon. Everyone was chatting enthusiastically when Jungsu received a new text message, he checked his phone and blushed crimson red, the text read &apos;Teuk-ah ~ wanna go on a date with Hyungie? meet me at the cafe after school. -Love, your Kangin ;) &apos; of course, Leeteuk knew what cafe he was talking about, there were no explanation needed for that. He suddenly felt nervous and uneasy, this was going to be their first official date, he has to get Heechul&apos;s help once they&apos;re alone. &quot;Hyung, are you okay? your face is all red&quot; Sungmin asked in concern, Kyuhyun piped up &quot;Don&apos;t tell me you already have a boyfriend, hyung?&quot; Everyone knew he was gay, and the majority of the school was too, what did you expect from an &apos;all boys&apos; high school? &quot;w-what? No, not at all!&quot; He replied hastily, earning a mischievous smirk from his young dongsaeng, &quot;Aw, c&apos;mon hyung, you can tell us.&quot; Jungsu calmed down, then replied again with a sigh &quot;no, Kyuhyun. It&apos;s nothing. It&apos;s probably just from the cold that my cheeks turned red, doesn&apos;t mean anything.&quot; He firmly said, &quot;Fine, fine. Don&apos;t be so uptight&quot; Kyuhyun chuckled and pushed his hyung&apos;s shoulder gently, bringing a smile to the older&apos;s face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the last class of the day has finally come to an end, the group of friends headed outside of the school gates, each going back to their own rout while they chatted for a while on the way. Since Heechul and Jungsu were neighbors, they went back the same way together once they were left alone. The blonde brunette bit his lip nervously, as they walked in silence while he was thinking about his date, then he snapped his head up and looked at his brotherly figure and best friend with worried eyes &quot;Heechul ~ah, I-I have a date today with Youngwoon. And I don&apos;t know what to do..&quot; Heechul didn&apos;t recognize the name at first, then laughed having remembered their teacher&apos;s given name, &quot;ya, just chill alright? You&apos;ll do great, you did great so far without any help from me, so just be you. But maybe you&apos;d wanna change your school clothes before going, I mean, he&apos;s seen you everyday in it. So try something new.&quot; Heechul advised, feeling happy for his friend and how things turned out for him. Jungsu gave him his usual radiant and angelic smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a pair of white skinny jeans tight around his thighs and legs, and a classy button up baby blue shirt, which just slightly fell to the middle of his bum from the back, but was slightly shorter at the front, Jungsu left the Park household and headed towards his destination, a sweater hung over his arm in case it got cold, as to not make the mistake he made last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soft ding of the bell kept ringing each time a customer entered the shop, and the warm, welcoming atmosphere made it seem homey, which was great for setting a comfortable meet up. Youngwoon sat on one of the tables, wearing dark jeans and a black T-shirt. He never usually wore these kind of casual clothes because of his hectic schedule with school and such, but this wasn&apos;t work, it was a time he wanted to spend with Leeteuk, and show the boy his true self. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jungsu opened the door to the cafe, looking around before finding Youngwoon. He shyly made his way towards him, once the older man saw the person he was waiting for, he stood up with a grin. Placing a hand on the boy&apos;s arm, he murmured a low &quot;hey there&quot; as he leaned closer, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek. Leeteuk flushed a light shade of pink &quot;Hi&quot; he gave a simple reply as he smiled up at the man, he&apos;s never seen his teacher in such casual clothes before, it wasn&apos;t a bad thing at all, in fact, it made Jungsu realize that Youngwoon isn&apos;t always an uptight workaholic, he looks young and relaxed, the way he is and should be. Jungsu even caught a glimpse of a silver chain around the man&apos;s neck, tucked away under his dark and fitted T-shirt, the short sleeves showing off more of his biceps, contrary to the way his button up-long sleeved shirt only provided an idea of how his muscles were shaped (but he wasn&apos;t complaining) , now he can actually see everything, and he found it even more attractive (if that was even possible) , although he was curious as to why Youngwoon would go short sleeved in (almost) winter. Before he could move to sit at the table, Youngwoon stopped him, &quot;actually, we&apos;re going some place else&quot; he said, Jungsu looked at him curiously &quot;what are your thoughts about the amusement park?&quot; He continued with a grin after seeing the confused expression on the boy&apos;s face. Jungsu lit up and laughed lightly &quot;sounds like fun!&quot; He exclaimed happily, not expecting to go on a fun date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{There&apos;s more, stay tuned! Feedbacks and critiques are always welcome! because I know I&apos;m not the best writer, but I wanna learn my mistakes from my readers so I could improve and provide better content for you guys ^^ }&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Nov 2013 16:28:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mr.Kim (Part 3/?)</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Title: Mr. Kim&lt;br /&gt;Paring: Mainly KangTeuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#333333&quot; face=&quot;Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Summary: When Kim Youngwoon is a math teacher, and Jungsu needs some tutoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#333333&quot; face=&quot;Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Even though Jungsu&amp;#39;s heart was beating fast as his crush of two years held his hand, he was still feeling chilly in the cold winter weather, which was strongly evident during night fall. He kept looking forward at his path and where they stepped, his light cinnamon bangs falling onto his eyelids; but not completely covering his eyes, trying his best to hide his blush, but hoping Youngwoon would think that his pink tinted cheeks were more from the cold rather than his touch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Youngwoon, for some reason, felt like Jungsu was special. He was the first student who entered his heart fairly easily, he liked being kind and caring towards him &amp;#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;as a little brother&amp;#39;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt; he kept telling himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt; &amp;#39;Hmm.. special, huh? like.. Leeteuk.. Teukie&amp;#39; &lt;/i&gt; He thought to himself&amp;nbsp;fondly,&amp;nbsp;unconsciously giving &amp;quot;Teukie&amp;quot; a gentle squeeze of his hand, only now realizing it felt oddly cold, he looked down at the delicate boy&amp;nbsp;who had a beat red face, shivering very lightly, only&amp;nbsp;noticeable by the way his silky hair shifted slightly and how his hand felt in the bigger man&amp;#39;s palm &amp;quot;You okay, Teuk- I mean, Jungsu?&amp;quot; he quickly corrected himself, apparently he&amp;#39;d been deeper in his thoughts than he liked to admit. Jungsu did a double take on the name confusion, but answered his teacher with a nod of his head and a gentle smile &amp;quot;I-I&amp;#39;m fine, Mr.Kim&amp;quot; His mouth stuttered out, having been stiff from the cold but not wanting to become a burden on his charming teacher. &amp;quot;Oii, what did I tell you about calling me that?&amp;quot; He said while jokingly shooting a glare at the blonde brunette boy &amp;quot;Oh, sorry. I mean.. um.. Y-Youngwoon&amp;quot; He looked down embarrassed to call his math teacher by his first name, it felt awkward, but at the same time felt nice to have that kind of bond between them, it meant something &amp;#39;&lt;i&gt;didn&amp;#39;t it?&amp;#39;&lt;/i&gt; Jungsu thought, but then he looked back at his teacher questioningly as they&amp;nbsp;halted at Jungsu&amp;#39;s front door &amp;quot;well then, why did you call me &amp;#39;Teuk&amp;#39;?&amp;quot; He blinked confused, earning an awkward chuckle from the tall man as he reached up to rub the back of his neck while they stood face to face, already let go of each other&amp;#39;s hand &amp;quot;It..was just a thought really, I was thinking about how you&amp;#39;re the first of my students who I actually enjoy being around, and you seem like a special person, so I gave you a nickname, which is &amp;quot;Leeteuk&amp;quot; or, my personal favorite, &amp;quot;Teukie&amp;quot; meaning &amp;quot;Special Person&amp;quot; &amp;quot; He replied honestly, having no other choice but to do so &amp;quot; T-Teukie..?&amp;quot; He let the name roll off his tongue for a moment &amp;quot;..I like how it sounds actually&amp;quot; he replied with a&amp;nbsp;genuine smile, Youngwoon&amp;#39;s heart skipped a beat at the sight, but he denied it completely &amp;quot;You know.. You have a nickname around school as well. A lot of students call you &amp;quot;Kangin&amp;quot;.. Because you&amp;#39;re pretty big, strong, and sometimes scary, and everyone likes you&amp;quot; He continued bluntly, only later realizing what he&amp;#39;s said and apologized for being so direct, Youngwoon laughed &amp;quot;no, no, I like it. I guess it suits me, don&amp;#39;t you think?&amp;quot; He asked with a teasing wink. That might have come off as cocky or showing off to some people, but for Jungsu it seemed attractive and slightly goofy for his teacher to be acting so comfortably with a student, Jungsu nodded with a smile. Youngwoon slowly pulled his student into a warm hug, letting his protective arms wrap around the other&amp;#39;s slender frame. After a while, he rubbed the small of his back to give him some warmth before letting go &amp;quot;Now get in there, you&amp;#39;re freezing&amp;quot; he said. Jungsu, though surprised at first, hugged back while closing his eyes, he enjoyed the moment before he was released, when his teacher practically commanded him to go in, he let out a gentle chuckle and nodded. Rushing up the steps, he turned around again, seeing his teacher&amp;#39;s wide back moving away from him, he called out &amp;quot;Youn..Youngwoon!&amp;quot; The man turned around to see his special student &amp;quot;Thank you for everything!&amp;quot; said student yelled out with his palms cupping the sides of his mouth before lifting one to wave happily, Youngwoon gave a shinning grin and waved beck, he watched as &amp;quot;Leeteuk&amp;quot; got in the house and closed his door before he walked away again, but with very confused emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youngwoon entered his flat with a slam of the door, more frustrated than angry, he was so confused and frustrated with the way his emotions treated him, seeming more unpredictable than ever. More so than the time he was struggling with his sexuality during high school and was driven to come out to his family and friends. He lost all of his friends during that time, only one of them decided to stay and accepted him for everything he was. His family weren&amp;#39;t so lenient though, they kicked him out and disowned him, which is why he decided to keep studying hard and become his own man, becoming a successful math teacher. But this job didn&amp;#39;t seem so great at the moment, sure he loved being a teacher and always wanted to work at a nice privet high school, but why the heck would he have to develop feelings for a &lt;i&gt;&amp;#39;student?&amp;#39; &lt;/i&gt;he thought while he sat on the couch, hands covering his face deep in thought and emotional&amp;nbsp;turmoil, he tried denying it the whole time, but after spending time with the angelic boy today, he realized that his feelings are assholes for doing this to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up the next day having his sleep cut short because of the sun rays protruding through his window, which provided a full view of the city of Seoul, Youngwoon found himself laying on the couch still in his work clothes, his tie loose and shirt disheveled slightly. He groaned a bit rubbing his back, the tight knots an&amp;nbsp;indication&amp;nbsp;of his body not&amp;nbsp;appreciating&amp;nbsp;him dozing off on the lumpy couch. Thankfully, it was a weekend, he decided to get up and&amp;nbsp;shower before going back to sleep in his more comfortable bed, wondering if he could dismiss his emotions in his dreams at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heechul and Jungsu were playing video games at the Park household, Jungsu, though being bad at these games, still enjoyed playing them &amp;quot;Jungsu-ya, you need to practice more on this, I&amp;#39;m practically killing you each time!&amp;quot; Heechul bloated proudly and teasingly, earning the special high pitched laugh from Jungsu &amp;quot;Ya! Let Hyungie win Chul-ah ~!&amp;quot; He tried his best to beat the level, and he did! bolting up on his feet with his arms up in the air as a victory he let out an excited &amp;quot;Yes!&amp;quot; and let his body fall back on his bed, Heechul pounced onto him and engaging them in a wrestling match involving a lot of tickling making Jungsu run out of breath and turn red from laughter, the end result was the sight of both of them sprawled on the king sized bed panting and out of breath. Jungsu turned his head to look at his best friend after regaining his breath and spoke up &amp;quot;I met Mr.Kim yesterday..&amp;quot; he said with a happy smile &amp;quot;what?? how? did you figure out weather or not he likes guys yet?&amp;quot; was Heechul&amp;#39;s reply, he always liked the full details, and Jungsu was more than happy to tell him everything as they sat up comfortably on the bed. &amp;quot;So he calls you Teukie now?&amp;quot; Heechul asked in the end with a smirk &amp;quot;He doesn&amp;#39;t, it&amp;#39;s just something he mentioned to me&amp;quot; He replied looking down at his lap with a smile &amp;quot;I have to know if that bastard likes ass&amp;quot; was the only thing Heechul added after that. Jungsu laughed at how forward his friend was, and he loved it, it meant that the diva was looking out for him, not wanting Jungsu to get too deeply involved with someone who turns out to be straight in the end. Jungsu curiously asked the raven haired boy &amp;quot;And how do you suppose we&amp;#39;ll figure that out?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;You have to kiss him&amp;quot; &amp;nbsp;was the immediate response from said boy, Jungsu widened his eyes and shook his head a firm no. &amp;quot;Either that, or confess like a good boy and see weather or not he&amp;#39;ll give you an honest answer&amp;quot; Heechul continued &amp;quot;At least if you kiss him, you&amp;#39;ll see an immediate reaction, if he instinctively kissed back then he&amp;#39;s gay, or bisexual at least. If he pushed you away immediately with a bad expression it&amp;#39;ll clearly mean he&amp;#39;s very straight&amp;quot; Jungsu looked down, the latter situation being the one he feared most, he didn&amp;#39;t want the man he had feelings for be disgusted or angry at him, so he contemplated doing the &amp;quot;good boy&amp;quot; thing and confess instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days later, Jungsu gathered his courage deciding to confess to his teacher, or at least do something. He gulped down a nervous lump in his throat at the thought. By the time math class started, his heart began throbbing painfully in his chest, but Jungsu did a good job of hiding his nervousness. For some reason, Mr.Kim hasn&amp;#39;t given him as much attention in class as he usually does, but he did give him a gentle, teeth-less smile by the time class ended and the bell rang. While the students started filing out of class to chat with their other friends or get some fresh air before their next period, Youngwoon was piling his books and notes together, ready to leave for the teacher&amp;#39;s lounge, Jungsu was too nervous to speak, so he grabbed his teacher&amp;#39;s hand before he could make it out of the door of the empty classroom. Youngwoon widened his eyes a bit, he was surprised, not expecting his student to hold him back &amp;quot;Are you okay, Teukie?&amp;quot; Him using Jungsu&amp;#39;s nickname, in which he made up himself, didn&amp;#39;t&amp;nbsp;make it any easier for the younger boy&amp;#39;s heart &amp;quot;I-I need to tell you something Mr.Kim..&amp;quot; Jungsu trialed off, regretting letting the words slip out the moment he opened his mouth &amp;#39;&lt;i&gt;damn you Chul-ah for making me do this!&amp;#39;&lt;/i&gt; he cursed in his thoughts. His teacher stepped back in the classroom, closing the door behind him, Jungsu sucked in a deep breath, hoping the extra oxygen would calm him down before letting it out, at this point Youngwoon was concerned &lt;i&gt;&amp;#39;Is he in trouble? did something bad happen?&amp;#39; &lt;/i&gt;&amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s wrong?&amp;quot; he asked, concern filled the older man&amp;#39;s eyes as he reached his hand and slid his palm over the side of the delicate boy&amp;#39;s head. Jungsu enjoyed the other man&amp;#39;s caring touch for a moment, but he had to do this, so he gently moved his head away from the other&amp;#39;s hand, earning a surprising look &amp;quot;I..I think I love you.. Mr.Kim. I have for quite a while, since you first started as a new teacher here. And..and I kept everything to myself because I knew it would be impossible for a student and teacher to date, and..I only regarded it as a silly little crush. But.. it&amp;#39;s been going on for two years, Youngwoon. And.. when you showed me how truly warm and caring you are compared to your hard exterior, I couldn&amp;#39;t ignore my feelings any longer.. I just had to tell you, b-but I need an honest answer from you so I could finally move on&amp;quot; Jungsu blurted out, tears formed in the corners of his eyes by the time he finished, and his voice cracked a couple of times during his confession as the adrenaline overwhelmed him. Youngwoon only stared at his young student in surprise, and also admiration that the delicate angle was brave enough to face his emotions, but when he came back to his senses after that short moment of shock, the bell indicating the start of the next period had rang, and students started coming back into class, he cleared his throat a bit and murmured in Jungsu&amp;#39;s ear &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll talk to you later, okay?&amp;quot; with his caring tone, and left the classroom. Jungsu was devastated yet more relaxed at the same time, for one, he got everything off his chest, and secondly, at least his teacher didn&amp;#39;t seem angry or disgusted, and he &lt;b&gt;did&lt;/b&gt; say he&amp;#39;ll answer him later, sometime with no students surrounding them. He quickly started wiping his tears away, which formed by his overwhelmed emotions, he still felt overwhelmed from the confession he made but tried his best to put up a normal front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the well known, young teacher, set his things on his desk, he started pacing slowly outside the room thinking about what his student said, and how he&amp;#39;ll be able to give a proper reply. When he listened to the boy&amp;#39;s confession, he was upset yet ecstatic at the same time, he realized that the bubbly feeling he felt in his chest wasn&amp;#39;t a heart condition which coincidentally occurred around Jungsu, But disappointed at the situation in which Jungsu was a &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;student &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;while he was &lt;i&gt;his &lt;b&gt;teacher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, the rules in this school weren&amp;#39;t taken very lightly.&amp;nbsp;He was also feeling slightly worried about Jungsu, from the way it looked like in the classroom earlier, it seemed like his special student was about to burst into tears if the bell hadn&amp;#39;t rang. Youngwoon couldn&amp;#39;t get the image of a very sad Teukie out of his head, so he quickly made his way to his classroom again, as he arrived he knocked on the door gently to show his presence to the other teacher &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m sorry to disturb your lesson, but I need Park Jungsu to come with me urgently&amp;quot; Mr. Kim Youngwoon said calmly, Jungsu was surprised and embarrassed to face his math teacher again&lt;i&gt; &amp;#39;what does he think about me now? am I not Teukie anymore..?&amp;#39; &lt;/i&gt;Jungsu thought as he kept still in his seat, Heechul gave him an encouraging wink. &amp;quot;Alright, Park Jungsu, you are excused from this class&amp;quot; Jungsu nodded and slowly got up and walked out of the classroom, Youngwoon grabbed his hand like he did in the coffee shop and took him to a secluded area of the school campus, where no one could see them &amp;quot;Jungsu-ya&amp;quot; The older man said as he looked at the lovely angelic boy in front of him, said boy only widened his eyes in surprised and fear of what the other man will say. At this point Youngwoon forgot everything he had planned to say to &amp;#39;Leeteuk&amp;#39;, he walked closer to him and gently put a palm against the younger boy&amp;#39;s cheek and murmured a loving &amp;quot;Teukie-ah..&amp;quot; before he slowly leaned down and captured the younger boy&amp;#39;s lips with his own in a passionate and gentle kiss. After a moment, the older man pulled away, but maintaining the closeness of their faces, only being inches apart. Jungsu was almost panting after that, with a sudden kiss like &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &amp;#39;Kangin&amp;#39; quite literally took his breath away. Youngwoon&amp;#39;s eyes trialed over the younger boy&amp;#39;s face, he tilted his head to the other side locking their lips together again in another passionate, yet deeper, kiss. At this point Jungsu lost all coherent sense and logic, his legs seeming to feel weak, he curled his delicate fingers into the fabric of Youngwoon&amp;#39;s dress shirt, eyes fluttered shut and kissing back just as passionately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Still not over yet, part 4 coming soon :) }&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <title>Mr. Kim ( Part 2/?)</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Title: Mr. Kim&lt;br /&gt;Paring: Mainly KangTeuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#333333&quot; face=&quot;Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Summary: When Kim Youngwoon is a math teacher, and Jungsu needs some tutoring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#333333&quot; face=&quot;Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;Damn that hot teacher for making me stand up in front of everyone, acting all tough!&amp;quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#333333&quot; face=&quot;Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Heechul exclaimed in annoyance during lunch break as they sat on one of the round tables scattered outside on school grounds, which was covered in beautiful green grass and small plants, of course, no one would expect anything less from a high standard and expensive all boys high school. Although the situation in class went out smoothly, as part of being a teenager, Heechul hated being called out for something, even though he knew he was at fault. Jungsu simply listened to his ranting friend, all the while remembering how his teacher looked, how he moved, how his muscles flexed perfectly with each movement, not like he was extremely buff, but simply fit enough to show nicely shaped muscles, and his broad shoulders.. oh..&amp;quot;Jungsu-ya! are you even listening?&amp;quot; his lifelong friend noticed him zoning off into space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#333333&quot; face=&quot;Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;Jungsu has come out of the closet a while ago, he has completely accepted his sexuality by now. He remembered how he first started having feelings for Mr.Kim long before now, it began in 10th grade, when Kim Youngwoon showed up for the first time in their school as the new teacher,&amp;nbsp;unfortunately, he only taught the 12th graders, so all Jungsu could do back then was try to find anything at all, anything he didn&amp;#39;t understand about math, as an excuse to go to the teacher&amp;#39;s lounge and ask his teacher as he stole glances at Mr.Kim Youngwoon, blushing furiously when said teacher made eye contact with him, causing the blonde and delicate boy to snap back to his own teacher who was making sure his star student understood everything perfectly. He knew he&amp;#39;d never have a chance with a teacher, but it didn&amp;#39;t change the fact that he was crushing on him so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;Jungsu has only entered the math teacher&amp;#39;s lounge a couple of times as to not seem&amp;nbsp;suspicious, he &lt;b style=&quot;font-size: 0.9em;&quot;&gt;was &lt;/b&gt;known as a genius after all, so no one would expect him to need help all the time; maybe once in a while, yes, but not every single day. But as he entered the teacher&amp;#39;s lounge one time during his first year as an eleventh grader, his original teacher seemed to have left for an emergency. Jungsu was confused, most other teachers were busy or rushing for their next class. Jungsu spoke out to the room asking where his teacher was,&amp;nbsp;consequently, only Mr.Kim noticed his existence peeking from behind the door, and told him to come in with a charming smile, Jungsu&amp;#39;s heart started pounding and almost tripped over himself into the room out of&amp;nbsp;nervousness, not expecting the teacher, whom he has been crushing on for the past year, to give him any heed at all. &amp;quot;Your teacher seems to have left urgently, is there anything you need? maybe I could help you.&amp;quot; Mr.Kim explained, he sensed the boy&amp;#39;s nervousness. &amp;quot;don&amp;#39;t worry, I don&amp;#39;t bite&amp;quot; the young teacher jokingly added with a little wink, he&amp;#39;s always had a &lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;flirtatious attitude. Jungsu averted his eyes back to his notebook which he was holding, trying not to blush too much, and stay calm. &amp;quot;I.. can&amp;#39;t seem to understand this problem..&amp;quot; He spoke softly, pointing at a math&amp;nbsp;equation&amp;nbsp;he&amp;nbsp;purposefully left unfinished. &amp;quot;Hmm.. let me see.&amp;quot; the charming teacher said as he took the notebook from the boy&amp;#39;s hands and looked at the math problem more closely. &amp;quot;grab that seat over there and bring it here, I&amp;#39;ll explain this to you since your teacher isn&amp;#39;t available at the moment.&amp;quot; Jungsu quickly did as he was told, just the thought of sitting next to the broad man seemed like a fantasy, yet here he is sitting next to the &amp;#39;still technically new&amp;#39; teacher, on his simple desk, which Jungsu noticed, didn&amp;#39;t contain any family pictures or personal&amp;nbsp;customization. The whole time Mr.Kim spoke, Jungsu only nodded, surprisingly able to stay calm throughout, but every time Kim Youngwoon accidentally brushed his fingers with his while he was explaining, Jungsu felt his face heat up, which wasn&amp;#39;t a good sign. No matter how hard he tried,&amp;nbsp;unfortunately, he couldn&amp;#39;t control his flushed face. And that was the only time he ever had a one-on-one moment with Mr.Kim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;Park Jungsu snapped back to reality when Heechul called out to him, he blinked a couple of times. &amp;quot;ah, sorry&amp;quot; he said, and let out a light chuckle, Heechul narrowed his eyes suspiciously. &amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t tell me you have something going on with that douche..!&amp;quot; Jungsu widened his eyes.&amp;quot;n-no! not at all! why would you say that?&amp;quot; He&amp;nbsp;panicked, he hasn&amp;#39;t told Heechul about his secret crush yet. &amp;quot;Because of how you were blushing each time I mentioned him, what&amp;#39;s going on Jungsu-ya? why haven&amp;#39;t you told me you were sleeping with that hot piece of ass sooner?&amp;quot; Heechul&amp;#39;s tone shifted from being&amp;nbsp;concerned&amp;nbsp;to a praising attitude as he smacked his best friend&amp;#39;s arm enthusiastically &amp;quot;n-no I&amp;#39;m not!&amp;quot; Jungsu almost yelled, then caught himself and repeated with a calmer voice &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not, I just.. kinda like him..&amp;quot; He explained, before Heechul had the chance to come up with other wrong assumptions &amp;quot;You do? since when?&amp;quot; the self proclaimed&amp;nbsp;Cinderella asked as he put a fork-full of salad in his mouth &amp;quot;It started since tenth grade&amp;quot; Jungsu almost whispered, but Heechul still heard him spitting some small bits of greens on the table almost choking on the rest as it traveled down his throat, thankfully not choking too seriously, Heechul didn&amp;#39;t like things being kept from him, specially if it&amp;#39;s Jungsu. A few coughs from Heechul and worried glances later the Cinderella exclaimed a loud &amp;quot;What?!&amp;quot; at his friend &amp;quot;Why the heck haven&amp;#39;t you told me??&amp;quot; He retorted &amp;quot;Because at first I just thought it was a silly crush, and I tried forgetting it, but I still feel the same way. And I knew what you&amp;#39;d say, you&amp;#39;d just brush it off as something impossible, and say how nieve I am to have feelings for a teacher while I&amp;#39;m merely a student! I know it&amp;#39;s crazy but I can&amp;#39;t control how I feel.&amp;quot; Jungsu answered, trying to keep as quiet as possible when he mentioned the words &amp;quot;student&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;teacher&amp;quot; thankfully no one was really close to listen into their conversation anyway. Heechul opened his mouth again to argue but then closed it, realizing that his &amp;#39;innocent little boy&amp;#39; was actually right &amp;quot;.. you have a point, but still! gosh Jungsu, are you just gonna stay quiet about it?&amp;quot; He questioned &amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s the plan..&amp;quot; Jungsu replied with a small sigh poking at his food with his fork, seemingly deep in thought. Heechul let the silence surround them, then later spoke up after some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;contemplation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt; &amp;quot;You could give him a secret&amp;nbsp;note confessing how you feel, he doesn&amp;#39;t have to know it&amp;#39;s you&amp;quot; he said with a smirk, Jungsu sighed again &amp;quot;Heechul-ah.. I&amp;#39;m not telling him how I feel, besides, what&amp;#39;s the point of that if he doesn&amp;#39;t know who it&amp;#39;s from?&amp;quot; he questioned &amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s the whole point! You&amp;#39;ll figure out weather or not he&amp;#39;s really into guys that way, that&amp;#39;s what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;really&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt; matters here. Or better yet! I could try to flirt with him to see how he responds&amp;quot; He continued with a mischievous smirk playing on his lips &amp;quot;no please, Heechul-ah, there&amp;#39;s no need for either of those, I doubt he like guys anyway-s--&amp;quot; Jungsu trialed off as he saw said teacher inside the building seeming to have been looking at him, he blushed deeply when Mr.Kim held up a friendly greeting hand with a warm smile following while he was leaning against the counter holding a mug, then the bell rang and the boy got up quickly as Heechul continued &amp;quot;how&amp;#39;d you know? you&amp;#39;d be surprised&amp;quot; while they both headed to their next lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;Youngwoon spent his lunch break helping some students with things they didn&amp;#39;t get during his class, he already expected this kind of situation, seeing as today&amp;#39;s lesson would be a bit more complicated for students who just entered 12th grade. He was usually always busy, but being a 28 year old and the youngest among his&amp;nbsp;colleagues, it didn&amp;#39;t wear him out&amp;nbsp;entirely. When all the students left the room, he let out a sigh of relief, sure he was still young and energetic, but he could just picture his comfortable bed waiting for him at home already. Then he remembered what happened today, and chuckled at the little episode he experienced in his first class with the&amp;nbsp;feminine boy, but couldn&amp;#39;t shake the feeling of having met the little blonde/brunette one sitting next to his troublemaker twin before. After much thought, he remembered that he was the one who always came to the lounge for help and was always the top of his class from what his previous teachers proudly said. He recalled him as the shy blushing boy, since he always seemed embarrassed for some reason. Youngwoon got up heading to the&amp;nbsp;cafeteria&amp;nbsp;to grab some coffee, scanning the place while he waited, he saw his two new favorite students through the large window, sitting outside on the table, the raven haired Heechul sitting with his back towards the window and the other one, whom Youngwoon forgot to catch his name, was sitting on the side, making his face visible to the bulky man, each one barely touching their food, he shook his head &amp;#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;no wonder they seem so fragile&amp;#39;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt; the he mused as he sipped from his mug, now filled with warm black coffee to keep him alert through the rest of the day, It seemed as if &amp;#39;the blushing one&amp;#39;&amp;#39;s hair turned golden under the sun, sparkling as the wind blew some strands away from his face once in a while, how truly beautiful he was when he smiled comfortably showing his cute dimple just at the side of his mouth, instead of seeming tense the whole time, how slender his fingers were when they curled around his&amp;nbsp;utensils to poke at his food, and how soft his skin seemed to be. Suddenly the boy turned his head just slightly allowing him to see his teacher, Youngwoon tried to act normal by giving him a little wave of hand and smiling when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt; the bell rang, he realized that he&amp;#39;d been staring at the brunette dimpled boy the whole time, he widened his eyes a bit and turned away as the two boys left for their class, he furrowed his brows at himself thinking &amp;#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;what the heck, youngwoon-ah?&amp;#39; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;sure, he found the boy to be very beautiful and mesmerizing, he can&amp;#39;t&amp;nbsp;deny&amp;nbsp;that, everyone found the &amp;quot;angelic boy&amp;quot; that way, he wasn&amp;#39;t the only one, but he wouldn&amp;#39;t find him attractive at all or anything other than just a student..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;On a friday afternoon, a few weeks later, Jungsu decided to go study at his local coffee shop after school, hearing how it&amp;#39;s best to change environment once in a while when studying. Heechul wanted nothing but to flop on his comfortable bed, so he let his friend go do his thing on his own while he got some beauty sleep. After Jungsu had showered and changed out of his uniform, he grabbed his bag again, kissed his mother goodbye and headed to his destination, he noticed the weather seeming to get colder, indicating that winter was well on its way, he regretted not listening to him mother about grabbing his sweater, but he was much too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;enthusiastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt; about trying his new study regimen that he had forgotten completely. Rushing into the quiet and warm cafe, he went to have a seat, only to find a muscular man with broad shoulders sitting at the table near his flipping through the pages of a newspaper, Jungsu&amp;#39;s breath got caught in his throat by surprise, and from the rustling movement, the man raised his head slightly to see who would be siting there, once he realized it was his fragile angelic student, he beamed happily &amp;quot;Jungsu-ya, what brings you here?&amp;quot; the warm smile bringing a soft smile to the younger student&amp;#39;s face as well and making him blush &amp;quot;I-I came here to study&amp;quot; he said, letting out a nervous laugh &amp;quot;Oh, well don&amp;#39;t worry then, pretend I&amp;#39;m not even here&amp;quot; the man said, indicating for the boy to carry on before going back to his newspaper, he loved encouraging his students and seeing them study hard, it gave him a sense of accomplishment, or more like pride. Jungsu smiled happily, he started getting clumsy with his hands, making a lot of noise while he tried arranging his books and stumbling over his feet when he went to order his coffee, Youngwoon held back a chuckle and grinned, he was still a young guy after all, and still enjoyed teasing and playing as much as teenagers did, even though he was already a teacher. Jungsu walked through the narrow path between seats with a hot cup of coffee in his hand, when he reached his seat he tripped slightly over the shoulder strap on his bag, thankfully not spilling anything he sat down finally and open his first text book &amp;quot;hey, you alright there Jungsu-ah?&amp;quot; Youngwoon asked with his calm deep voice, completely different from the strict, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;authoritative usual tone at school, this one was warm, and caring. Jungsu nodded. Youngwoon took the liberty of folding his news paper, grabbing his drink and sitting at his student&amp;#39;s table deciding to be helpful since he&amp;#39;s already there. As Mr.Kim sat across Jungsu, the boy blinked in confusion, eyes wide and curious, his teacher seemed to notice &amp;quot;It seems like you&amp;#39;d need help standing up straight, so I wouldn&amp;#39;t want you tumbling over your studies&amp;quot; He said jokingly with a slight laugh, the blonde brunette only blushed letting out a laugh as well, he liked this side of his teacher the most, the caring, goofy, warm side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1em; line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;After a couple of hours studying with his math teacher in the cafe, Jungsu started discovering more stuff about Mr.Kim Youngwoon, things like how he was very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 17px;&quot;&gt;intelligent with not only math, but other subjects as well, and how he had fun ways of explaining things, instead of relying on just facts and numbers, he uses monkeys and bananas as a far more interesting perspective. He taught the boy to come at questions in all directions and not just get stuck on one. During a much needed break, the teacher suddenly asked &amp;quot;Why do you seem so nervous all the time, Jungsu-ya? You look normal with your friends and relaxed, am I really that scary to you?&amp;quot; He questioned,&amp;nbsp;genuinely&amp;nbsp;concerned if he&amp;#39;s ever scared the young student in any way to make him act so tense around him. &amp;quot;n-no, it&amp;#39;s nothing like that. It&amp;#39;s just..I guess.. I don&amp;#39;t know, you&amp;#39;re my teacher, and adults usually make me nervous&amp;quot; Jungsu didn&amp;#39;t completely lie, nor did he tell the truth. Adults do make him nervous, but not as much as to get him this flustered. Youngwoon thought about it and said &amp;quot;Well, however scary I am in school, that&amp;#39;s not really how I am all the time. It&amp;#39;s just a&amp;nbsp;requirement for me to get student&amp;#39;s attentions&amp;quot; Jungsu was surprised as to why his teacher was explaining this to him &amp;quot;I know Mr.Kim, it&amp;#39;s okay there&amp;#39;s no need to explain, really&amp;quot; he cut in &amp;quot;You don&amp;#39;t have to be nervous around me, is what I&amp;#39;m trying to say, think of me as your older brother, you and I are only nine years apart, so you shouldn&amp;#39;t be afraid&amp;quot; he said with a bright grin as he ruffled the blonde brunette boy&amp;#39;s hair&amp;nbsp;affectionately &amp;quot;and since we&amp;#39;re on the topic, you can call me Youngwoon outside school grounds by the way, I personally don&amp;#39;t like the whole &amp;quot;Mr.Kim&amp;quot; thing anyway, makes me seem old&amp;quot; He chuckled and Jungsu let out a laugh after that, the&amp;nbsp;remnant&amp;nbsp;warmth of&amp;nbsp;the other man&amp;#39;s hand still lingered on his head, secretly wishing he was in a different universe where he was able to date Kim Youngwoon without having to face any difficulties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sun set, the two of them decided to head back home &amp;quot;where do you live?&amp;quot; Youngwoon asked &amp;quot;not far from here, just a&amp;nbsp;walk-able&amp;nbsp;distance&amp;quot; He replied &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll walk you to your house then&amp;quot; Jungsu blushed &amp;quot;n-no, it&amp;#39;s okay, It&amp;#39;s really close&amp;quot; he&amp;nbsp;argued&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;but it&amp;#39;s my job as your teacher to make sure you make it back safe&amp;quot; he replied, and without letting the younger student decline, he took his hand and walked out on the sidewalk. Jungsu noticed how large his teacher&amp;#39;s hand was compared to his own as it engulfed his slender one, how warm it was as well, and how safe he felt with the man, nicknamed &amp;#39;Kangin&amp;#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{second part of my first fic :&amp;#39;) should I continue? }&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Nov 2013 19:42:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mr. Kim ( Part 1/?)</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&quot;&quot;&gt;Title: Mr. Kim&lt;br /&gt;Paring: Mainly KangTeuk.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: When Kim Youngwoon is a math teacher, and Jungsu needs some tutoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;..Ding.. Dong.. Ding..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bell of the &amp;#39;&lt;i&gt;All boys Academy&lt;/i&gt;&amp;#39; rang, the most elite high school in all of Korea, where the rich were welcomed with open arms, and the smart were offered a chance to attend because of their high IQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately for Park Jungsu, he had both the money and the brains, so he wasn&amp;#39;t a spoiled brat feeding off their parent&amp;#39;s money with an empty head. He was popular for being a genius and well groomed among the rest of the students, though that didn&amp;#39;t make him a cocky bastard, he was a humble boy with a radiant dimpled smile which melted everyone&amp;#39;s heart, his kindness and appearance seemed angelic -for a lack of a better word- he made a lot of friends very easily, but his best friend has always been Kim Heechul. Heechul was almost similar to Jungsu..&lt;i&gt;almost,&lt;/i&gt; yes, he had the brains and money as well, he was beautiful too, some would mistake him as female if he hadn&amp;#39;t been in an &amp;quot;All boys&amp;quot; school. In fact, when Heechul first started attending the Academy, most students thought he was a girl pretending to be a male, and his parents had to have a talk with the principle to assure that he is, in fact, male.&amp;nbsp;But being blessed with seemingly flawless beauty, along with Jungsu, it didn&amp;#39;t do much to fix his attitude. Jungsu didn&amp;#39;t mind though, he loved and accepted his friend for who he was long before he could even speak proper sentences, they were introduced to each other when they were practically babies, around 3 or 4 years old, their parents were best friends as well, which made them grow up as siblings rather than just casual friends. Jungsu was often bullied and taken advantage of; because of his kindness and innocence, so Heechul was always the one who stood up for him and protected his &amp;#39;brother&amp;#39; from harm. They were almost the same age as well, &amp;nbsp;Only being a couple days apart, so they never used honorifics towards each other; unless one was trying to tease the other of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jungsu and Heechul both started walking to class. Sure Heechul is always a mischievous bad boy, but he wouldn&amp;#39;t influence his innocent brother to become the same, he always had the need to protect him and actually wants to see him become successful. In doing so, it made him attend classes properly as well, so, although he&amp;#39;d never admit it, he was influenced positively by Jungsu instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Kim Youngwoon was gathering his books and files, getting them ready for his math class in the teacher&amp;#39;s lounge. He took his time doing so, he was well aware that during these ten minutes he takes to gather his things and go to his lesson, it allows the students some free time to either, mess around, or panic about forgetting to do their homework, as they&amp;#39;d write whatever they could in lightning speed just so they wouldn&amp;#39;t be punished by their teacher. Kim Youngwoon always chuckled at the image, he was a high school student once after all, so of course he knew how stressful it could be, he used to be one of those students who wouldn&amp;#39;t waste any free time to get at least a couple minutes of shut eye, or have a chat with his buddies to relieve some stress and have a good laugh. But despite Mr. Kim being a very understanding and cool teacher, he also doesn&amp;#39;t expect anything less than complete attention and discipline from his students during his lessons. His muscular built, tall body, and sharp features allowing him full control over the students; one glare would send shivers down most student&amp;#39;s spine, and if that failed to work for students with smug attitudes, his low voice and firm commanding tone surly did the trick. He wears the traditional &amp;#39;suit and tie&amp;#39; to work, but usually leaves his blazer hanging on the backrest of his chair on his desk when he goes to his lessons, showing his muscles through his fitted white dress shirt and navy blue tie with matching navy blue trousers. Though of course, he doesn&amp;#39;t do that to show off, he just hates the heat so much that it would be a bother to have a warm blazer cover his torso all day, getting him unnecessarily sweaty during working hours. Which is something that happened to him during his first day on the job a couple of years back, making the mistake of wearing the warm fabric on his back all day which formed embarrassing sweat stains under his arm pits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Youngwoon reached his class, all the students rushed to sit in their assigned seats and stay attentive, Mr.Kim appreciated this, but he was still hearing some murmuring from one particular student. He hadn&amp;#39;t lifted his head yet while he was arranging his things on the table so he cleared his throat as a warning and let it slide. Once he looked up seconds afterwards, he saw a head of permed silky long hair leaning near a brunette/blonde boy&amp;#39;s ear, still talking. He spoke with his firm authoritative voice &amp;quot;you in the back, stand up&amp;quot; Heechul looked at his new teacher and pointed at himself questioningly while Jungsu&amp;#39;s eyes were wide and concerned for his dear friend. Everyone knew Mr.Kim even before attending his class, he was known as a very tough teacher, which is why he was nicknamed as &amp;quot;Kangin&amp;quot; between student&amp;#39;s, which meant strength, not only in physique, but also in personality. This was the first time Heechul and Jungsu would be attending his class, Jungsu secretly praying that they didn&amp;#39;t make a bad name for themselves already. &amp;quot;Yes, you.&amp;quot; Kim Youngwoon said calmly but firmly. Heechul slowly stood up, not so worried or nervous, actually he was smirking &amp;quot;Yes, Mr.Kim..?&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;What is it that&amp;#39;s so important for you to talk about during class? I&amp;#39;m sure everyone here is very curious to know. Enlighten us please.&amp;quot; He replied to the feminine boy. &amp;quot;Oh, well sir.. I was just telling my friend here how hot you are. Don&amp;#39;t you think that&amp;#39;s something important to speak of during class?&amp;quot; Everyone either gasped in shock at how blunt and straightforward Heechul was or chuckled at the unexpected situation at hand, Jungsu was embarrassed and angry at his friend/brother and let out a sharp whispered &lt;i&gt;&amp;#39;Ya! Heechul-ah!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;#39; to stop him from doing anything more that would get them in deep trouble. Surprisingly though, Mr.Kim only let out a light laugh and replied with a &amp;quot;You think so?&amp;quot; Heechul only nodded knowing that his friend wouldn&amp;#39;t want him doing anything worse, &amp;quot;well thank you, but next time share your opinions outside of my class, otherwise you&amp;#39;ll disrupt other student&amp;#39;s concentration, and with math being as complicated as it is already, no one would really like that. Agreed?&amp;quot; Heechul agreed and the teacher let him sit down again, but not before getting his name and automatically deciding that he&amp;#39;d have to keep his eye on the two boys that seemed like twins from his perspective, and both were oddly too pretty compared to most students he taught through his teaching career. Jungsu let out a sigh of relief feeling like his prayers were answered somehow, while the other students just sat there with widened eyes, more surprised than attentive at the moment. After Youngwoon wrote the date and lesson on the bored, he turn around to his students again clasping his large hands together in a loud clap to bring their attention back to math and started his lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{This is my first time ever writing a fanfiction, I really hope you enjoy it. I&amp;#39;d like to know weather or not you liked it so I&amp;#39;d be able to continue writing this fic if you did. This will be strictly PG-13 I don&amp;#39;t think I&amp;#39;ll put any sexual scenes. But we&amp;#39;ll see how it progresses. And lastly, thank you for reading my first attempt at writing :&amp;#39;) }&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Nov 2013 17:38:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I might start a new fanfic, KangTeuk, but pretty innocent I guess. That&apos;s what I&apos;m planning for now, I&apos;m not sure how it&apos;ll progress later. So bare with me. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2011 20:55:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>OMG......Leeteuk.......acting.....wow. I do not know what to say. It was &amp;nbsp;REALLY unbelievable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out the link, his acting comes a bit later in the vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target=&apos;_blank&apos; href=&apos;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-XSP05OBrY&apos; rel=&apos;nofollow&apos;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-XSP05OBrY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leeteuk was acting as a teenage that is sick of his poor life. always eating ramin (noodles). the other guy was acting as Leeteuk&apos;s mom working hard for her son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leeteuk: mom....where&apos;s your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry don&apos;t know what the other guy said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other guy: eat~ eat Teuk-ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leeteuk: what? again ramin? again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leeteuk: don&apos;t know what he said sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other guy: sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leeteuk: my friends get to eat what they want, why do i always have to eat ramin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other guy: sorry~ eat, eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leeteuk: sorry i don&apos;t understand but i&apos;m sure it&apos;s about being sick of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is all i can understand from my limited korean, i&apos;m still learning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found a vid cut of leeteuk&apos;s acting:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a target=&apos;_blank&apos; href=&apos;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rYZ1qHz4NeE&apos; rel=&apos;nofollow&apos;&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rYZ1qHz4NeE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. anyway if anyone knows everything they said please don&apos;t hesitate to tell me. thanx</description>
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