Handsome Mr.Kobayashi [Edited]

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"The fuck you mean?"

"Exactly what I said."

I feel my rage growing. He stares at me with those sharp cold eyes. While zipping up his pants and buttoning his shirt. I huffed an air I was holding. I smirk slowly realizing, a very important detail.

"We wouldn't want anything happening to your job. Dick. Especially with those pedo offenses." 

He glares at me with his hands clasped, his chin resting on top. "Are you threatening me?" His glare sharpens. But I don't back down, either giving him an equal amount. "If we're going to talk about offenses, let's talk about yours. Shall we?" He opens his drawer and slams a notebook on the desk. "This is every offense you made since the death of your mother. I have clear cut evidence and this could easily be used in your court hearings." His eyes shine a taunting glint. Begging me to continue. Fucking sadistic masochist. I stare down at the notebook. I know him too well, He would love being in Jail. While nobody's particularly my type in Jail. 

Seeing me not continuing the argument, a little disappointment shows. He grabs the notebook putting it back into the same drawer. "You may leave. Kyle." 

I kick down my chair, in anger. Should've killed you if you weren't so essential in covering me up. I go to grab Adam, but my movement was interrupted with a cough by a nuisance. "I said Kyle." I see his eyes reading Adam's facial expression and studying his features. I felt disgusted thinking of leaving my Adam alone with this sicko. If I hear he touched him. I'll kill him on the spot. I'll just need to find another alliance. 

I shift my eyes down at Adam who was fidgeting in discomfort. I looked back at the soon to be dead uncle of mine. I send him a deathly warning before storming out.

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Once Kyle left the perimeter, I stared down Adam or formally known as Ae Chung. He wasn't the type I'll usually go for. But I wouldn't mind being inside him at least once. He had very soft features. Reminded me of Kurt's little plaything.

What was his name? Fuck for some reason I can't remember. I search my mind of any memories of Kurt's many brags. All I can remember is it started with a A.

Than it donned on me. 

Kyle you cheeky bastard. I see. That kid never sees to amaze me. Very peculiar child given his not so normal family.

Feeling soft eyes staring down at me warily. "Don't worry. Don't believe everything that kid says. Troubled childhood." I said sympathetically.

"You just have to play along with his pointless threats." He nodded while mouthing Ohhh. We just sat there staring at eachother. After sometime he blushed before looking down at his feet. Giving me insight of a newly made hickey. "I see you're already having fun on campus. He looks up wide eyed, cheeks flushed and quickly covered his neck where the hickey is.

How...cute. 

"Has he hit you yet?" I said more nonchalant than intended. "Who?" My heart dropped once I heard that. Shit did he already beat him up to obedience? How long has it been? 24hours, 16? Damn that kid is fast.

"I'm talking about Kyle." I whispered while learning forward. His face scrunched up to a face full of confusion. "Never mind. If he starts tho, you can tell me. I'll take you out." My comment didn't help his face relax. He stood up very defensively, slamming his hands on the table. "Mr- uhhh." He looks around frantically. I slide my golden name tag. "Mr.K-Ko Ko-ba-ya-shit?" I raised my eyebrows. "Shi." I corrected. "Ah yes. Shiii." He trailed off losing focus on his thoughts. He eyes the plate even more. "PRINCIPAL! You're the principal?" 

I nodded, reaching my hand out in a continue remark. And please sit down notion. "S-sorry." He slowly sits down. Ears turning red. "B-but he wouldn't hit me. We're just roommates and I don't think I've done anything to warrant a punch." I took a laugh in my head. I almost feel guilty with not interfering. But I can't risk my life for someone who'll be dead in 3 weeks tops.

"I'm just saying, if you need anything. I'm here." I slowly clasp his soft hands into mine. Eyeing him. I must admit touching his skin did give me a new sense of arousal. I couldn't stop myself from playing with them. He quickly jolted his hand away, standing up once again.

"Mr.Kobayashi you're very handsome but you're not my type." He rather loudly spoked out. "You're not my type either. Mr.MyoArak." I leaned back seeing his face turn more red than ever. I open my laptop and look for his schedule and printed it out. I grab the printed schedule and wave the sheet in his face. "Let's not embarrass ourselves anymore. Your schedule." When he grabbed his paper going for a natural bow. I leaned in whispering in his ears. 

"But if I ever become your type...you know where to find me." He yanks the paper out of my hands takes one last bow before running out the door.

"Good Job, Kyle." What a magnificent find.

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