BTS Jungkook fanfic | Oneshot

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Jungkook's POV

I was done showering after coming back from college. I'm last year college student. Walking into my bedroom with white towel wrapped around my waist. I was drying my hairs with other towel while waiting for someone, most precisely my tutor.

"Jungkook! Ms. Park is here!" I heard my mom's voice from downstairs. Shit! She is already here! I looked at my appearance and gulped. Hurrying in my actions.

Author's POV

Y/n bowed to Mrs Jeon and walked upstairs. After reaching in front of desired room door, she knocked on it. "J-just a minute.." hurried male voice penetrates the door. She waits and look around. Her gaze finds Mrs Jeon who was down at the end of the stairs. Older women stares at her confused. Y/n smiles at her and holds the door nob before she could come upstairs.

"I'm coming inside." She announced while still smiling at Mrs Jeon. Closing the door behind after entering, she looks forward.

Jungkook's figure was freezed. He was looking at her with his big brown eyes. His pant's zipper was open and shirt hung unbuttoned on his torso.

"Uhh... sorry. Your mom was there so..." She says while turning around to face the door. "It's-it's okay." He stutters while quickly dressing completely. Why do I have to embarrass myself like this? That to in front of no one but her?! His cheeks heated in embarrassment.

Once done, he turns around to see her still back facing him. Her hairs were free on her back. She had worn off-white dress that reached below knees and white capelet dropped on her shoulders. She is always dressed in elegant and neat manner.

"I'm done " he says for her to turn around. They walk towards his study table. He brings chair for her before going to sit on his place. At first he used to do that to look gentleman in front of her, eventually it turned into habit.

She takes her capelet off and ties her hairs in low ponytail. While she do so, his gaze scans her. She was 3 years older than him. So he asked to adress her as sunbae. She didn't mind since they followed same course.

"What should we learn today?" Her soft voice falls on his ears and he quickly diverts his gaze to not get caught. "I'm having little trouble in maths..." He says while biting his lips. Her eyebrows furrowed to hear him. "Didn't we learn that last week?" She asks.

He builds courage and look into her eyes. His breath gets caught in throat instantly once meeting her gaze. She hold such strong control over him that even she might be unaware of. Yet she does nothing special but stays usual just like she does with everyone.

"Yup. But there is test soon, so I thought it's better to clear the doubts..." He says, slowly shifting his gaze down on his lap. Though he can't see, she nods. "Okay. That's good. When is your tests?","On Monday." He answer's. "Okay, so three days." She says in a statement. They starts their lecture.

Y/n places her one elbow on desk and look sideways at the textbook in front of him. Her eyes were lightly drowsy cause of lack of sleep. He was solving equations by himself to learn while asking her guidance in between if it's too complicated.

He briefly glances at her to see her eyes barely open while staring at the book before him. Her head was leaned on her palm of hand that rested on desk. She lightly parts her lips to enhale before leaving a sigh.

He didn't mean to but his gaze falls down more. Her right bosom was pressed against the edge of desk. Her boobs elevated little and peaked through neckline. Her molds were big. Not that he had seen them yet but her clothes offered the outline.

How many times he would think of clutching them in his palm. He was confident they would fit perfectly in his hands. His hands stills as his whole attention was now on his tutor's breast. He wasn't pervert but the way she would leave him dreaming things about her was something. He never had such desire for someone and now he did, he can't have her.