A/N: Not edited I don’t have time for that :/ sorry ~

Yesung stared at the substance on the floor in absolute horror.

 “Teacher is that chocolate can I eat it?”  Little Tao asked the teacher wannabe. 

“No, dear we might just want to stay away from that, you see it is a very special chocolate that Chanyeol has gifted us.”  Yesung tried to explain. 

“It looks yummy.” Tao smiled. “We must not ignore the gift teacher!”

“No Tao why don’t you go and try and catch Chanyeol and ask him what type of gift this is.”  Yesung explained to which the small first grader ran off to try and catch his friend.  Which, by the way would be an impossible task Yesung was sure that someone had given that child coffee and now Chanyeol was bouncing around the room like Hammy the Squirrel from ‘Over the Hedge’.  Yup, pretty good diversionary tactic on his part.  Why you might ask?  Yesung was 100% certain it was poo.  Chanyeol’s poo.  Great. Just what he needed when he was about to pass out from pure exhaustion.  His lovely supervisor had run a mile at the site of the object, screaming something along the lines that it was destroyed the innocence of his pristine white floor. Yesung sighed, as he grabbed the tools, whoever was the guardian of this kid was going to hear a thing or two from him.  Professionalism be damned he was going to give whoever picked the kid up a piece of his mind.

“Hi I’m Cho Kyuhyun, Chanyeol’s older brother.”  Yesung’s jaw dropped because the crazed child’s guardian and older brother was in fact his current crush.  Actually scrap that the only crush he’d ever had.  Cho Kyuhyun, engineering student extraordinaire.  He was the one of the top most wanted men on campus with his perfect features with not so perfect skin.  Kyuhyun was a friend of a friend whom he’d spotted in first year at a party where everyone was getting hammered and Kyuhyun with his holy alcohol tolerance was planning for each passed out friend some diabolical prank.  Whilst Yesung watched him, being anti social in the corner with his lemon lime and bitters he liked to pretend was a glass of beer he realised how perfectly evil this guy was.  That conniving smirk just did things to his head and he soon found himself longingly staring at the man in hope that somehow he had some pheromones to attract him.  But no, Cho Kyuhyun never looked his way.  So now, when confronted with his crush he had no idea what to actually say to him.  Of course his already crammed week just had to get worse. 

“I understand Chanyeol was a bit of a difficulty today, Mr Park asked me to speak to you about it.”  Kyuhyun said, as Yesung nodded slowly.  He’d determinedly told his supervising teacher Park Jungsoo (or Mr Leeteuk as the kids called him) that he’d deal with the issue.  Now he wished he hadn’t because when it came to talk to his crush Yesung was completely hopeless.  He shook his head, no maybe this was chance for him to talk to Kyuhyun.  Maybe the Gods or whatever forces that were finally throwing him some good luck.  He was due for some after the never-ending stream of pure and utter crap bad luck had brought him ever so kindly

“Mr Cho,”

“Please call me Kyuhyun we must be around the same age.”  Kyuhyun smiled and Yesung nodded, yes they were around the same age in fact Yesung was older by months 7 days and possibly 2 hours.  He’d done his Facebook stalking research well.

“Kyuhyun, your little brother was a little disruptive today.” Yesung said trying to sound like he knew what he was doing.  “Could he of he have consumed some sort of alien substance?”  As soon as he said it Yesung found himself wanting to press the rewind button.  His lack of sleep in the past few weeks had caused him to sound like the type that went around with tin hats on their heads just in case someone could read his mind or something.

“I’m not sure about alien but sometimes I do wonder.”  Kyuhyun chuckled as he ruffled his little brother’s hair.  “I accidently left my coffee in the car with him this morning and he mistook it for his hot chocolate, I must apologise.” Yesung had to stop himself squealing as Chanyeol hung onto his brother’s leg like a koala, hiding a little.  Yesung couldn’t help but realise the pair kind “I’ll make sure to have a talk with him.”

Yesung sighed dreamily as Kyuhyun picked Chanyeol up and carried him away.  It would have been a scene out of a romance novel if for the fact Kyuhyun cursed that Chanyeol was way too tall for his own good and that he had better not have damaged his gaming arm. 

“I thought you were going to give whoever it was a piece of your mind.” Jungsoo chuckled.

“I like good marks.” Yesung nodded seriously.

“Nah I think you more like geniuses with nice arses.”  Leeteuk smiled knowing.  Yesung wanted to find himself a pit and just die in it.

“I’ve got nothing again guardian and teacher relationships just make sure you just don’t have y times in the staff room.  Last time I tried that I didn’t realise there were two children that had made a secret base in there.  That didn’t turn out well.”  The older man smiled creepily.  Yesung deadpanned as he opened up a new tab on his phone to search for the pit which he could die in.

Yesung had no sleep last night.  How was he meant to find the time? Who was the stupid person that put 4 assignments due during the time he was meant to do his teaching prac?  They must be some sort of sadistic Nazi that had clawed their way from hell to make his life miserable.  No wonder he was forever alone, forever alone with kids hugging every portion of his body as he attempted to help out at their physical education class. 

Ew sport.

Ew exercise.

Ew movement.

Just Ew.

Yes, Yesung wasn’t even eloquent in his own thoughts today. 

“Everyone, please get off me aren’t you supposed to be you know running?”

“But we are getting exercise this way.” Tao said gleefully as he clambered onto

“Kids please get off Yesung.”  Kangin, the sports teacher grumbled, not really paying any attention to what was going on because he was too busy checking out Leeteuk who you could see grooming himself in the classroom.  The kids however wouldn’t budge, no matter how gently he tried to shove them off him or glare at them menacingly.  He didn’t get it, why weren’t these kids scared of him? He deduced that it had to be his lack of the dark emo eyeliner and the deficiency of skulls in his outfit.  But he had to look professional he wouldn’t want the parents to think he was there to make voodoo dolls and whisper curses under his breath.   

“C’mon class!”  Kangin huffed when he realized that Leeteuk had caught him staring his way.  “Let’s play Scarecrow!”  The class quickly went into a circle. Yesung wasn’t exactly sure how to play but involved kids running in circles and running under his legs to be safe.  He wasn’t too sure but he was glad they were having fun and he didn’t have to do much but stand there.   That was until it was Chanyeol’s turn.  You see Kyuhyun’s little brother was freakishly taller than the average 5 year old and when he ran through Yesung’s legs he collided right into Yesung’s family jewels.  The poor trainee teacher ended up on the ground rolling in pure and utter pain.  Bye, bye any chance to have kids.  Well he was gay so any chance of having kids was minimal.  But bye any chance to have kids at all because ing hell it hurt. 

“What did he do today?”  Kyuhyun groaned as Chanyeol looked sheepishly at the ground.

“Well he kinda ran into Yesung’s nuts.”

“Well ,” Kyuhyun cringed, “Are you okay?”

“Cho Kyuhyun, language around the child.”  Leeteuk scowled.

“Sorry, holy flying turtles are you okay Yesung?”

“I’m fine.”  Yesung smiled, trying not to blush with embarrassment.  He didn’t understand why Leeteuk had insisted for him to this meeting.  It was utterly embarrassing as his supervisor began to explain how the y sport teacher carried him back into the classroom because he couldn’t move because all the students had trampled the poor trainee teacher when they were concerned for his well being.  If it weren’t so painful it would have been ironic.

“Holy crap that must have been horrible I’m so sorry Yesung.”  Kyuhyun said actually looking concerned.  “I think my father dropped Chanyeol on his head as a baby, he isn’t exactly sane.”

“Sane what is sane brother?” Chanyeol said looking a bit confused about what exactly was going on.

“See what I mean.  I’m so sorry Yesung I’ll go home and have long talk with him about the gentleman’s code of ensuring that our…. privates are not harmed. “Now unless you need to inform me of anything else Mr Park let’s get home my lil idiot brother.”

After the first two incidents you would of thought it would of stopped.  But it happened every single day.  As much as he enjoyed being able to see his crush every single day he would prefer it wasn’t at the expense of his sanity.  Chanyeol definitely wasn’t the brightest crayon in the box.  Unlike his brother who judging from the job recruiters who chased after the university student on campus was defiantly the brightest of bright crayons in the freaking world.  But back on topic Chanyeol was not all that sane. 
The boy had a knack of always being in trouble. 

One day he’d drawn something that looked suspiciously like a .  Yesung thought it looked like a rocket so helped the child out with it but then Leeteuk promptly informed Yesung what it really looked like and the poor university student was left to slam his face on the desk. 

Another day Chanyeol thought it would be fun to pretend one of the smallest students in the class, was a doll.  He even went to the extent of putting Baekhyun, on top of a bookshelf that was taller than the poor tiny child himself. 

And another day he thought that going onto the roof to catch butterflies would be a good idea.

The list went on to the point that Kyuhyun didn’t even need to be called to come in after school to talk to Leeteuk about what had happened that day.  Though despite all the constant pain that Chanyeol put him through he couldn’t bring himself to hate the child.  Why?  Because when he smiled, which was all the freaking time it was like the angels were singing in his ears.   Plus every day when he saw him go home with Kyuhyun he couldn’t help but feel a little weak in the knees watching Kyuhyun take such good care of his baby brother.

Yup he was screwed.

He had even gotten wacked in the nuts and he still loved the kid.

Shisus have mercy on his poor soul.

On the night before his last day of teaching prac, amidst the piles upon piles of assignment related paperwork he decided to give his friend Donghae a call. 

“Donghae I’m in trouble tomorrow is the last day of prac If I have to face Cho again because his brother has done something stupid I’m just going to let hell have me.” Donghae was a law student, Yesung wasn’t entirely sure how the boy managed to do his degree but he did.  Whatever genius his friend had could come in handy right now.

“Well, why don’t you want to see him.”?

“I only just managed to escape from him seeing me today.”

“Why? You haven’t had a problem until now.”

“Donghae, Chanyeol accidently dyed my hair a fluorescent pink today.”

 There was a silence at the other end of the phone before his friend cackled in laughter. “It isn’t funny! How is anyone meant to take me seriously now?  I can’t even look at myself in the mirror.  I don’t even have time to go to the hair dressers to fix it!”

“I’m sure you look fabulous right now.”  Donghae said in between giggles.

“Fabulous?” Yesung said hopefully.

“Fabulously radiating how rainbow you are.”

“Why did I even call you.”  He groaned but he had lost his friend who was giggling to himself still like the five year old he was.  He needed new friends.

Yesung made it his personal mission to ensure Chanyeol didn’t get into any trouble today in a desperate hope for Kyuhyun not having to come into to the classroom to see him in all his pink haired glory.  Despite the fact he had only 2 hours sleep last night and his dark circles probably made him look like something out of a horror film he seemed to be doing his job well. Yesung ensured that Chanyeol was paired with his personal favorite student, Lay, whom was equally as clueless so they could be simply confused together instead of making mischief together.  Pure genius.  They just stared at each other wondering what they had to do all day.  Maybe this pink hair had unlocked his capabilities to become some sort of evil mastermind, 

But alas, at the end of the day Yesung was a little sad.  He didn’t really want to leave the kids he had become surprisingly attached to the evil midgets.  So when the clock struck 3 and Chanyeol was yet to do something off his rockers Yesung finally had faith in the world.  Smiling happily to himself that Kyuhyun wouldn’t see him in his pink haired glory, he sent the kids off to get picked up and tidied up the various toys around the classroom.

“Hey Yo Mr Yesung what’s up!” Came a deep voice causing the poor trainee teacher to slip on a toy truck in shock.  Now he was lying with his back on the floor amidst the piles upon piles of mess.

“Holy crap are you okay?” And Yesung groaned when he recognised the familiar voice and  realised yes it was Cho Kyuhyun and his younger brother.  His mind was a little foggy because he just wacked his head on something during his fall.  He opened his eyes as he felt someone try and help him to his feet to stare right into Cho Kyuhyun’s puppy like eyes.

“You’re hot.”  Yesung mumbled, a little out of it.

“Well I think you look weird without your eyeliner.  Still hot though.”

“Huh?”  Yesung said wondering if he was in fact asleep or something. His world was still spinning around him.  Most likely a dream.  He really needed some sleep.  

“I think that now you are meant to say thanks and you know kiss me.”  Kyuhyun chuckled. Yesung was flabbergasted.

“Pardon?”  But he didn’t have another chance because next minute Kyuhyun’s lips were on his own.  Yesung must have been in heaven.

“KIDS REMEMBER NO UAL REALTIONS IN THE STAFF ROOM!” Screamed a familiar voice.

Nup definitely not in heaven.

“So Chanyeol.” Kyuhyun smirked walking hand in hand with his brother. “Good job, mission achieved.”

“I did a good job.” His younger brother chirped, smiling like Cheshire Cat.

“At being bat shiii- crap crazy? Yup.  I’ve got a boyfriend and he is absolutely curelessly perfect.”  Kyuhyun smirked pleased that his genius plan had worked.  Whilst others had a dog to snag there designated person of interest all he needed was a seemingly adorable evil minion, otherwise known as a baby brother.

Author’s note

Sorry this took longer than I thought to type up =_= I had my own assignment battles to deal with XP

Yeah that was basically unplanned mind splurge to keyboard I’m sorry it is so bad T______T 

I hope my lovely princess twin enjoyed this <3 Fighting for the rest of your teaching prac!