Chapter 43 (1/1)

The apartment door whipped open.  The blond teacher had a wide smile on his face, his hair was dripping wet.  A towel hung dangerously low on his waist, and the name "Yunee!" passed his lips with excitement.He frowned when he saw the brunet Baekhyun at his door.  He rolled his eyes."Please, hold you excitement and keep it in your pants, Wu."  He sassed.  With a judgmental look up and down he corrected: "or in your towel I suppose.""What are you doing here, Baekhyun?"  He pulled his towel up, as if suddenly self-conscious. "Why even bother?"  The teen smirked.  "It's not like I haven't seen it before, Dragon Express."  That elicited the reaction he wanted.  The teacher/porn-star hybrid went completely white.  Kris, seemingly forgetting that his towel wasn't tied to his waist, released it and it fell to the floor.  Baekhyun shifted his weight onto one foot and curved his other leg behind it as he leaned on the door frame.   He felt like it made his presence more intimidating and authoritative.  He couldn't help but notice, however, the camera had told no lies.Kris took Baekhyun by the wrist and yanked him into the apartment.  He quickly disappeared down the hallway on the right.  The teen, naturally, followed him and leaned on the door frame of the bedroom as the teacher dressed himself.   "Did Yunee tell you?"Baekhyun actually laughed at that point."Oh honey, do you think you're hiding it well enough where I'd have to hear it from her?"  He crossed his arms and chortled.  "You think I haven't seen Knight of the Pork Sword?"  Kris yanked pants on and pulled a shirt out of the closet as roughly and quickly as possible.  Baekhyun rolled his eyes.  "Why you bothering, Wu?  I'm not your type of student?"Kris completely froze again and looked over to Baekhyun.  The teenager liked this.  The tall, impossibly handsome, impossibly endowed, porn star was completely at his mercy.  Now to make his move."You think I don't know you fucked around with some of your other students?" "I... don't know what you're talking about.  Actually, you should probably go."  Kris suddenly came toward, trying to push him back down the hallway and out of his apartment without actually physically touching the boy.  Baekhyun jabbed his slender pointer finger against the blond's chest."Look you."  Kris froze.  "I don't care who you've fucked in the past.  Fuck who you want, fuck who you like, what have you," he was enjoying the wince on Kris's face whenever he swore, "But right now a rock could see the sexual tension between you and my homegirl.""Yunee's my student, there's nothi-""Boy don't even try it."  Baekhyun sassed before Kris could finish his sentence.  "You and I both know that's a load of crap.""What are you trying to do here?" Kris awkwardly looked left to right, not really sure what he could do.  He looked like he was a death-row prisoner."Yunee is a complete idiot, a hopeless sap, who's totally and obviously enamored with you."  Baekhyun started.  "What's your deal?  You already fucked her," Kris opened his mouth to speak, but Baekhyun cut him off, "I saw the picture in The Porn Star.  I'm dating the photographer, so obviously I saw it.  You can't worm your way out of this one.""...What?  I haven't had sex with her."  Really?  Was that what he was going with?"I saw the photograph, Wu, you can stop lying now.""We just slept in the same bed, we didn't have sex."  Kris explained.  "Yunee's different than those other girls, I have no intention to hurt her."  It was the teacher's turn to glare.  That menacing, cold, bitch-face would have intimidated Baekhyun months ago.  Right now he just rolled his eyes. "'Different'?  You think that's going to satiate me?"  Baekhyun tutted.  "'Intention'?  You're gon have to do better than that, boy." "I don't see how anymore is your business."  It almost seemed like he puffed out his chest, trying to look tough.  He crossed his arms."I'm makin' it my business because she's my fave bitch.  I'm being fair and giving you a warning."  He pried himself off the door  frame and stood up straight.  "I got my eyes on you, from now on.  You do something to hurt Yunee and well, I'm sure I know a tabloid reporter who'd like to get his hands on this info.  And a principal.""You don't have anything to worry about, because I'm not going to hurt her.""Yeah, your track wrecked of fuck it and drop it totally backs you up there.  Mister porn-star who fucks his students and hasn't had a steady relationship in ever.  Builds so much confidence."  He sassed.  Kris glared at him for a minute, as if about to break out into a yell, but held himself back.  "That's all I had to say.  You take care of her, and we won't have any problems.  I catch wind of something bad going on, and I blow the whistle.""Fine," Kris grunted.  He nearly shoved Baekhyun out of the apartment, but the teenager was confident his message got across.On the walk back to his and Chanyeol's apartment he stopped in the convenience store on a street corner to pick up some snacks and some milk to make it look like he'd gotten the groceries he said he would.  He wondered if Kris was telling the truth, that he hadn't slept with Yunee.  The more he pondered it, the more it made sense really.  If they were sleeping together, would the bushy-haired girl really be working as hard as she was to get him to notice her?  And would she really be that oblivious to him?Yunee was dumb, sure, but she didn't seem dumb enough for to be so concerned with attracting the attention of a man she was already screwing.  Maybe Yunee was really was "different." He still decided to watch things cautiously from now on though.  Yunee had become an important friend to him.  Easily accepting, ever jovial, so he wanted to ensure her emotional well-being.  He had to chuckle at himself for caring so much about a person.  It was unlike him.Change, he supposed, happens when you aren't looking and creeps up on you.