AU where it's prom night. The event everyone's been waiting for. Everyone has their dress and tux ready, wondering if that cute someone will ask them to dance...
Meanwhile shy gym teacher Mr. Jeon is chaperoning and can't stop making eyes at the band's singer, Taehyung.
Meanwhile shy gym teacher Mr. Jeon is chaperoning and can't stop making eyes at the band's singer, Taehyung.
Jeongguk isn't surprised he's been roped into chaperoning again. Every year he gets asked and every year he has a plan to say no.
But of course that doesn't happen, because he is incapable of saying no, apparently.
Which leads him here, scowling in the corner.
But of course that doesn't happen, because he is incapable of saying no, apparently.
Which leads him here, scowling in the corner.
The thing about prom is that it never changes. The decorations are just as tacky, the punch is always spiked and the theme is corny.
One thing that gets him is that the music that was top 40 in his day are now considered throwbacks to these kids.
It reminds him of his age.
One thing that gets him is that the music that was top 40 in his day are now considered throwbacks to these kids.
It reminds him of his age.
"You should go dance, coach," one of the guys on his football team tease, the whole gang coming to bother him. As always.
Jeongguk folds his arms over his chest, scoffing. "You should go bother your dates instead of me or you'll be running laps first thing on Monday," he warns.
Jeongguk folds his arms over his chest, scoffing. "You should go bother your dates instead of me or you'll be running laps first thing on Monday," he warns.
Soon people stop filling in and the music switches to a live band, which he doesn't doubt will be just as bad as they'd been at his proms.
Jeongguk searches for any shenanigans, cringing at the feedback through the speakers from the microphone, making his ears ring.
Jeongguk searches for any shenanigans, cringing at the feedback through the speakers from the microphone, making his ears ring.
"Sorry about that," a deep, warm voice purrs through the room.
Jeongguk looks to the stage and feels his eyebrows climb his forehead at the sight of the guy on the mic dressed in one of those hideous powder blue tuxedos. The shirt he's wearing has ruffles and everything.
Jeongguk looks to the stage and feels his eyebrows climb his forehead at the sight of the guy on the mic dressed in one of those hideous powder blue tuxedos. The shirt he's wearing has ruffles and everything.
His hair's a bright blue and the whole thing just shouldn't work. It really, really shouldn't.
But it does.
"How's everyone doing tonight?" blue guy asks the crowd. It's no surprise he gets a half-assed response. "Wow, can really feel the enthusiasm!"
Jeongguk laughs quietly.
But it does.
"How's everyone doing tonight?" blue guy asks the crowd. It's no surprise he gets a half-assed response. "Wow, can really feel the enthusiasm!"
Jeongguk laughs quietly.
"We are Screwed Prototype and feel free to start a mosh pit," he clearly jokes, grinning.
No one laughs.
Jeongguk bites down on one.
Blue guy looks back wide eyed at the rest of the band, who are seemingly trying not to laugh.
The drummer counts them in.
No one laughs.
Jeongguk bites down on one.
Blue guy looks back wide eyed at the rest of the band, who are seemingly trying not to laugh.
The drummer counts them in.
The music is kind of old school, sounds very 80s prom, which is fitting, Jeongguk thinks. Especially with the terrible outfits the whole band seem to be donning.
But there's an undercurrent of punk, and on closer inspection, Jeongguk can see it visually in the band, too.
But there's an undercurrent of punk, and on closer inspection, Jeongguk can see it visually in the band, too.
They all seem to have tattoos peaking out of their ugly tuxedos, hair dyed and messy and when Jeongguk casually makes his way over to the drinks table that's conveniently close to the stage, he can see the lead singer has some battered Converse on and a lip ring.
It's kinda hot.
It's kinda hot.
Jeongguk decides he can see the kids better being closer to the stage, and it's the reason he inches his way over, keeping his back to the wall.
The only reason.
Between songs, the guitarist says something into blue guy's ear and suddenly two sets of eyes are on Jeongguk.
The only reason.
Between songs, the guitarist says something into blue guy's ear and suddenly two sets of eyes are on Jeongguk.
He freezes.
The guitarist laughs and returns to his post while the singer keeps looking his way as he drinks something from a solo cup. Jeongguk hopes it's not the punch.
He's very obviously getting sized up, eyes roaming over him and Jeongguk kind of wants to run away.
The guitarist laughs and returns to his post while the singer keeps looking his way as he drinks something from a solo cup. Jeongguk hopes it's not the punch.
He's very obviously getting sized up, eyes roaming over him and Jeongguk kind of wants to run away.
"Hi," blue guys says into the mic, still looking at Jeongguk.
Jeongguk splutters. The kid's seem to be paying attention now and look between him and the singer. His whole face burns and he gives a nod to the guy in turn.
"You're a teacher?" the guy asks, so painfully obvious.
Jeongguk splutters. The kid's seem to be paying attention now and look between him and the singer. His whole face burns and he gives a nod to the guy in turn.
"You're a teacher?" the guy asks, so painfully obvious.
What is happening.
Jeongguk nods.
Blue guy grins. "You're cute."
The kid's start to giggle and 'ooh'.
"Hear that, coach? You're /cute/."
The football team will definitely be running laps on Monday. But right now, Jeongguk is focused on the fact he's getting hit on.
Jeongguk nods.
Blue guy grins. "You're cute."
The kid's start to giggle and 'ooh'.
"Hear that, coach? You're /cute/."
The football team will definitely be running laps on Monday. But right now, Jeongguk is focused on the fact he's getting hit on.
He's getting hit on at prom. He's getting hit on at prom that he's chaperoning. It's not even his prom.
"What's your name?" blue guy presses.
Jeongguk can't answer.
"Mr. Jeon!" someone yells out.
"That's coach!" someone else supplies.
"Coach Jeon?" the singer tries.
"What's your name?" blue guy presses.
Jeongguk can't answer.
"Mr. Jeon!" someone yells out.
"That's coach!" someone else supplies.
"Coach Jeon?" the singer tries.
The guy on the keyboard stretches his leg out to kick the singer, who just keeps grinning over at Jeongguk.
"Alright, this next one goes out to Coach Jeon who I hope will meet me at the refreshment table after this song? I'd like to buy you a punch."
Jeongguk is /sweating/.
"Alright, this next one goes out to Coach Jeon who I hope will meet me at the refreshment table after this song? I'd like to buy you a punch."
Jeongguk is /sweating/.
"Say yes, coach!"
Jeongguk leans further back into the wall, even his ears feel on fire at this point.
How awkward, he shouldn't even be into this, it's inappropriate and unprofessional, it's—
Jeongguk nods.
Blue guy grins and people cheer.
Jeongguk leans further back into the wall, even his ears feel on fire at this point.
How awkward, he shouldn't even be into this, it's inappropriate and unprofessional, it's—
Jeongguk nods.
Blue guy grins and people cheer.
The song is a cheesy love song and Jeongguk hates himself for feeling giddy, shooting glares at the kid's who pass by him and make a comment on how red he is.
He slowly shuffles his way on over to the refreshments table and keeps his eyes down when the song comes to an end.
He slowly shuffles his way on over to the refreshments table and keeps his eyes down when the song comes to an end.
Jeongguk busies himself organising the cups, separating the colours and lining them up neatly.
Something blue sidles up beside him. "Hey."
Jeongguk looks up and almost knocks over his beautiful cup tower, quickly catching them before they topple. He clears his throat. "Hello."
Something blue sidles up beside him. "Hey."
Jeongguk looks up and almost knocks over his beautiful cup tower, quickly catching them before they topple. He clears his throat. "Hello."
The guy is grinning at him and up close it's even harder to look at, so cute and big and all teeth. "I'm Taehyung," he introduces. "And you're Coach Jeon."
"Jeongguk," he supplies, but has to admit he likes the way Taehyung sounds calling him coach.
He's lost his damn mind.
"Jeongguk," he supplies, but has to admit he likes the way Taehyung sounds calling him coach.
He's lost his damn mind.
"So. About that drink," Taehyung says and Jeongguk struggles not to laugh.
"I'd skip out on the punch." Jeongguk nods down to the bowl. "Unless you like paint thinner."
Taehyung laughs softly, low and pretty and Jeongguk is gone. "How about I take you out for one instead?"
"I'd skip out on the punch." Jeongguk nods down to the bowl. "Unless you like paint thinner."
Taehyung laughs softly, low and pretty and Jeongguk is gone. "How about I take you out for one instead?"
Jeongguk inhales slowly, fingers crushing the cups in his hand. "Pretty smooth, aren't you? In your dad's tux."
Taehyung laughs and it might be as nice as his voice. "You don't like it?"
"Not the biggest fan, no."
"Wanna see me out of it instead?"
Yup. Jeongguk's /gone/.
Taehyung laughs and it might be as nice as his voice. "You don't like it?"
"Not the biggest fan, no."
"Wanna see me out of it instead?"
Yup. Jeongguk's /gone/.
And that's the story of how Jeongguk doesn't get asked to chaperone prom next year after he's found making out with the band's lead singer in one of the classrooms.
But hey, he's going on his one year anniversary soon, so.
But hey, he's going on his one year anniversary soon, so.
