"Jisoo, I'm leaving on Wednesday and if I recall, it's Sunday and you already made me take a day off today. You know how important work is." Jeonghan huffed, running his fingers through his brunette strands, sending him a side glance, in which the teacher caught, looking at him with a warning gaze.

"Well, Jeonghan, knowing you and how long I've lived here, I've noticed the little things within this small time span." he leaned in closer, jabbing at the other's chest gently, "You leave personal things last minute and by the time you realize, you'll be packing up nonsense and things unnecessary for Osaka," Jisoo paused, turning away with a little hmph, "I'd rather you be prepared for your business trip."

It was silent between the two for a moment and behind him, Jisoo could feeling the teasing smile on Jeonghan's lips as a hum filled up the silence. He could feel a chill run up his spine but he ignored it, shaking his head as he braced himself for the other's words, shuffling through Jeonghan's dresser, "Is that your subtle way of saying that you watch me?" Jeonghan mused, a soft chuckle following suit, "And you're even worrying about me? What did I do in my past life to deserve such kind treatment?" 

"That's what I'm wondering," Jisoo asked aloud, with a lilt, gaze drifting up towards the ceiling, "What did you do in your past to be rewarded with this kindness of mine?" he peeked over his shoulder, lips quirked up in amusement as Jeonghan looked at him in awe for a moment and then cleared his throat.

"Perhaps I've done something so well that I was rewarded by you in general in this life."

And that's how Jeonghan was met with his navy blue cotton shirt on his face.

The CEO peeled the shirt away from his face with a blank expression, gaze flickering towards Jisoo immediately only to examine his flushed cheeks and watch as the red hue traveled all the way up to the tips of his ears. His mouth fell open slightly, watching the flustered expression on his face, as the other's eyes was averted away, avoiding his, then he was gone. The expression was gone as he turned around, shoulders slightly tensed up. "W-We're supposed to be packing!" he stammered out, trying to act as if nothing happened, "Packing, Mr. Yoon!" he scolded, fingers dipping back into the drawer, rummaging through his clothes. Jeonghan, amused, nodded simply and stood up to help him, bumping hips with him ever so often to rile the flustered teacher up.

/

"Jisoo, did you hear?" Jun's voice was muffled against the school phone once he picked it up.

"Hear what?" Jisoo drawled on, flipping through the manila folder as well as examining the other papers he was given this morning, "Wait, why are you calling me on the phone when we're in the same building?" 

"Well, Minghao's tired of me leaving and the other staff members are catching on that I'm just wandering around the halls, avoiding work. But that's not important!"

"You're literally the definition of a high school kid that asks the teacher to go to the bathroom and never returns until the last five minutes before class ends."

"Old habits don't die.. Anyway!" Jun grunted, "You remember that sub that's been here for quite a while because the teacher went on a leave, that turned into a permanent leave?"

"Jun, just say that she left without notice or without turning in her resignation form."

"Okay, yeah. Can I just continue?" the other whined, which was greeted by silence, in which he took it as his cue to continue, "They found a teacher! He's coming by tomorrow after school."

"Really? They finally found a permanent teacher?" Jisoo responded, closing the folder, "Took them a long time. Is he gonna be okay dealing with 5th graders?" 

"He's pretty experienced, from what I've heard. He's kind of a science enthusiast, and good thing those kids prefer science over reading time." Jun hummed, "So, I was thinking... We should meet him tomorrow."

"Are you gossiping again, Jun?" Minghao's voice was heard as Jisoo heard Jun scrambling to cover the phone with an "Of course not."

"Hey, Minghao." Jisoo snickered before sighing, "I can't meet him tomorrow. I'm meeting the new kids' parents."

"New kids? Oh wait, nevermind, I remember enrolling them into the class. The two twins, right?"

"Seokmin and Soonyoung, mhm. They scheduled to meet with me tomorrow so I'm staying a bit after school. I'm hoping Chan stays to entertain the kids." he muttered quietly, printing out the papers he needed to send off to the office.

Before Jun could respond, he was cut off by the other staff members. Jisoo tucked the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he slid his chair over slightly, reaching over to grab the papers that printed. As he gathered he printed papers, he stacked them neatly on his desk, listening to the way Jun frantically dismissed the other staff members, assuring them he'd have his work turned in by tonight at the office. Then, Minghao followed with his own words, reminding them that Jun is a great worker and could get it turned in an hour, earning a small gasp from the elder; one that showed his protest, but that clearly showed that Minghao was forcing him to work rather than talk. A snort left Jisoo's mouth, stapling the papers together, listening to the only amusement that filled his ears at such a late hour. 

"Anyway, since you have a lot of things to do, I'm gonna see you in like 2 minutes to drop off my papers," he paused, a wide grin appearing, "And head home."

"You're horrible," Jun mourned.

"Only sometimes."

/

The meeting with the new students' parents was going by smoothly. 

But the kids socializing was a different story. 

Not only did Chan stay behind but considering that Hansol's parents were running late, he figured he'd have to take both Seungkwan and Hansol home because it was their designated playdate day. Jisoo wasn't quite sure if he was entirely up to take the three rowdy kids home but he couldn't do much about it. The twins were shy, Jisoo could easily tell once he noticed the way Seokmin held onto Soonyoung's hand tightly and followed each other around like lost puppies. The three kids were at the play corner, while the two sat in one of the desks, silently conversing with one another, sharing the same coloring book and trading off ever so often. Chan would meet Jisoo's gaze, which encouraged one of them to at least talk to them, entertain them, make them feel safe and comfortable within his classroom. 

But he could tell they had loving parents. Parents that worried and cared for their children, but Jisoo understood wholeheartedly; having been raised as the only child and being coddled every time he woke up until he went to sleep and then it was repeated. He couldn't help but want to laugh at how indepth their questions got, branching off ever so often, but he answered them rather quickly, assuring that they would both be safe and that he promises that they'll be just fine. 

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Chan approach the two, and even when they protested in playing, he grabbed both their hands and dragged them over.

We still need to work on that. Jisoo mused to himself before shaking his head, returning back to the parents who followed his gaze. 

There was something about the two that reminded him of his own parents. With how they were the doting, worried kind of parents that loved their children so much, a little part of him couldn't help but miss his own parents. Jisoo didn't have much time to talk to them as much as he thought he did. Time has been moving way to fast and he couldn't even recall when was the last time he called them and vice versa. Ever since he moved into the Yoon household, his life has gotten even busier. He was at the peak of his educational career where the remainder of the months move even faster, and he was babysitting two children one child. specifically named Chan. He can't help but think he took his parents granted at one point in his life. Noticing the way they were timid about their childrens' safety, he realized that once they grow up, children neglect their parents' help after that. The whole bonding between children and parents don't last forever, rather, it goes over their head. It was the last thing Jisoo wanted to happen between him and his parents. He thought he'd call them once Jeonghan leaves tomorrow. 

The classroom somehow got louder; filled with Seungkwan's loud scolding, Hansol's laughter, Chan's giggling, Seokmin's protesting, and Soonyoung's loud screams; he knew they'd be able to fit in.

"Do you have kids?" their mother spoke suddenly, catching Jisoo off guard.

"Huh?" the words processed in his head as he clasped and unclasped his hands, tongue darting forth to his chapped lips before letting his g