Jimin had done it again. He had made me feel so fucking good. When I had finally caught my breath, I sat up and looked down at him. He put his hands behind his head and smiled at me. "About that coffee . . ."
I smiled and slapped him on the shoulder lightly and he laughed. He tickled me on my sides and I flinched, standing up to get away from his mischievous fingers. If I wasn't careful, he was going to discover just how ticklish I was. I went to the kitchen and returned to making our coffee.
Jimin got up and sauntered into my kitchen. He leaned against the counter and watched. "I could get used to this."
"To what? Watching me make coffee naked?" I laughed.
"Well, yes, but that's not what I meant."
I turned and looked at him, wondering what he was about to say. "What do you mean, then?"
He cleared his throat and looked down. "You know what, I feel a bit underdressed at the moment. I'll be right back."
"Oh, no mister! If I have to be naked, you do too," I laughed.
He went to my bedroom for a few minutes and came back with his pants back on and carrying one of my robes. He held it open for me to slip it on. "Here. I hate to cover you up, but fair is fair."
I tied the robe and poured the finished coffee into the two mugs. "What do you like with your coffee?"
"Do you have cream and sugar?"
"Cream and sugar, coming right up."
I grabbed the cream and sugar and started to bring them to my kitchen table, then hesitated. "Uhh . . . let me wipe this down first," I chuckled. I cleaned the table, then brought the cream, sugar, and two mugs of coffee over. We sat down and I picked up where we had left off. "Okay, Jimin. What did you mean when you said, 'I could get used to this'?"
He looked at his coffee, clearly looking as if he regretted uttering those words. "Us. I could get used to us--to us being a couple. You're not just a fling for me, Addy."
Did he seriously think he was just a fling for me? I was falling and falling hard. "Jimin, I'd like to think you know by now that I don't just go around giving it up to any cute guy I meet just to have a fling."
"Addy, that's not what I meant."
"Then what did you mean?"
"I mean . . . I'm serious about us. I know it's early in the relationship, but it's not like we just met each other. We've gotten to know each other for a little while now. Plus, despite our respective roles as student and teacher, we're both adults. In reality, we were friends first. We are friends, right?"
"Well, I'd like to think so, but--"
"But what?"
"It's not that simple, Jimin."
"Do you not feel the same way? Do you not want to be a couple?"
"I want to be with you more than anything, Jimin."
"So then, what's the problem?"
"Well, there's my career to consider. If we get caught, I could get fired."
"Don't worry about that. We can keep it a secret until it's safe for us to tell others."
"Can we? You realize that means no flirting in front of Taehyung, Hobi, and the others. No more staying after lessons to talk. No going out together in public. No talking about me with the others because you might let something slip, even if it's just a conversation about the English lessons."
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Mrs. Right
FanfictionAddy finally took a chance at following her dreams by leaving her teaching career behind in the states to join the corporate world in South Korea as the new Director of Professional Development at Hybe Corporation. Unfortunately, her husband is not...