What started with a random number (BXB) (GAY)

Tutor.

"Sure you're not flustered, whatever you say, Emory." Red teased, letting go of Emory's shirt completely. Emory straightened up and brushed himself off. Now that Emory thought about it, up close, Red matched the description of the mafia boss that was described on the news earlier today. Emory looked Red up down and sure enough, everything matched. Red had jet black hair blueish-gray eyes. Well, Emory thought they were more gray but that's just his opinion. Emory shrugged it off, it was obviously just a coincidence. If Red was in fact a part of the mafia, he wouldn't be hanging around some high schooler.

Red snapped his fingers in front of Emory's face, getting his attention.
"You were spacing out for a while." Red's tone was calm again, he didn't seem mad anymore.
"Hey, Red, would you get mad if I just... didn't go to school tomorrow?" Red paused, as if he was taking time to process what Emory had just said.
"You're not skipping, if that's what you're planning."
"But we have this shit essay tomorrow and I'm not ready! Come on, please?" Emory whined, frustrated.
"Emory, if you need help preparing then I'll help you. You're not skipping. End of discussion." Emory groaned and slid down the car until he was sitting on the pavement.
"You can't even study for an essay." Emory muttered, dropping his head down.
"Oh, that reminds me. Grades." Red grinned slightly, holding his hand out expectantly. Emory hesitated but he unlocked his phone and handed it to Red.
After a few minutes, Red shut the phone off, thinking about what he was going to say.
"Why the fuck is your highest grade a D? You're fucking failing all your classes!" Red yelled, tossing the phone into Emory's lap. Emory looked up at Red, he was trying hard not to yell back. He didn't want an outcome like before.
"Well I'm dumb as shit so it's hard to get good grades on tests." Red let out a sigh of frustration.
"How many missing assignment do you have?"
"...20 maybe?" Red turned away from Emory, scoffing.
"Wow. Okay." Red mumbled before facing Emory again. He held his hand out.
"Up," Emory paused but took Red's hand, Red pulling him up off the ground.
"I'll help you with your assignments, but you have to be good and listen when I'm tutoring you." Emory didn't say anything, just nodded.
"Your house or mine?" Red asked, opening the car door and motioning for Emory to get inside. Emory complied as he said, "Well my bag is at my house." Red got in the car after Emory, starting it up. Emory rolled his eyes and turned to look out the window.

Once they arrived at Emory's house and went inside, Emory yanked his bag off the counter. He threw it on the couch then turned to Red.
"I'm changing out of this shitty suit. Stay here."
"Language, Emory," Red began, and Emory rolled his eyes. "and you take care of that suit, you hear me?" Emory was already in his bedroom by the time Red had finished his sentence. Emory pulled the suit off and just dropped it on the floor in the corner of his room before changing. He came out of his room wearing a sweater with a skeleton pattern on it, and navy blue jeans.

Red sighed but sat down on the couch next to Emory's bag, Emory sitting down as well.
"What subject first?" Red asked, shoving Emory's bag closer over.
"Uhm... english I guess. I don't know."
"English it is. Take out the first assignment." Emory pulled out a folder, taking a sheet of paper out and putting it on the coffee table in front of them. Red turned the paper towards him, reading it over before turning to Emory.
"What's the definition of conciliatory?" Red asked, waiting for an answer. Emory paused, leaning back against the couch.
"I have no fucking clue."
"To show willingness to end a disagreement, argument, or just trying to make someone else less angry." Red explained, Emory scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest.
"That's what you should do."
"Haha. Very funny. Focus, Emory." Emory rolled his eyes and leaned forwards, putting his elbows on his knees. Red handed Emory a pencil and motioned for him to write down the definition. Emory groaned but did just that.
"Good. Now, what is the definition of anachronistic?" Emory didn't answer and instead put his hands over his face.
"I don't know this shit." He muttered, getting more and more upset by the minute. Red put his hand on Emory's shoulder before explaining the definition.
"It's something that you think is outdated or old-fashioned." Red paused, staring at Emory.
"Write it down, okay? You got it, Emory." He said, his tone soft. Emory removed his hands from his face and wrote it down, it'd been ten minutes and he had only written down two definitions.

After an hour, Emory had only just completed the one assignment of vocabulary, and he was annoyed.
"Can we be done?" Emory whined, stuffing the paper back into his bag. Red sighed.
"Fine. I'll be coming back tomorrow and I'm expecting you to complete two assignments, okay?" Red stood up and turned to face Emory.
"Mhm." Emory mumbled, standing up as well and just throwing his bag on the floor.
"Emory, you can't just throw shit everywhere. You're going to break something."
"My house."
"Emory." Red's tone turned stern and he was started to get irritated.
"Whatever, okay?" Emory responded, shaking his head. "Just... can you leave? I have stuff to do." Red sucked his teeth but nodded.
"Very well then. Turn that paper in tomorrow, I want your grades up." Emory didn't understand why Red was so interested in his grades, it didn't matter to him, so why would Red make such a big deal out of it? Whatever.

After Red had left, Emory sat in his bedroom, scrolling on his phone. He didn't even care about school and now he had to do fucking work because Red said so. Emory brought a hand to his cheek, it didn't hurt anymore but it still annoyed him. "I should've beat his fucking ass. He's just looks strong, he's probably weak as shit." Emory thought to himself, putting his phone down on the nightstand. Emory rolled his eyes before falling asleep, his clothes from earlier still on.
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AUTHORS NOTE:
Haven't made a chapter for about three days, so here you guys go.

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