A/N: Mature Themes. That's all I gotta say lol.
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It was weird for you at first.
Moving through the hallway, you glanced over at the quiet and dark place. Jumping a little when the boy behind you snuck up on your awe structure, you squeaked embarrassingly before jumping manically in horror. Eyes darting to the boy who scared you, you threw your hand at his arm, shoving his chuckling form away.
"I will flick an underwear in your face," you threatened, mumbling before looking away from Jimin and over to the hall again as he escorted you, "don't test me."
"Oh, what sweet things you say to me," he cooed, a little overly excited over bringing a complete stranger over to Bangtan's base. It was a rare thing, none of them usually brought over anyone. Since no one's here, might as well have a friend see the place... he thought to himself, smiling when staring over at you moving around the place before him.
"Jimin," you started softly, not understanding what to do with yourself in an idol's home, "why'd you bring me here?"
Jimin smiled gently, hand unknowingly moving into yours before dragging your body forward and towards the main living room. "Honestly," he spoke out, grinning before practically forcing you to slump onto the couch in the large space, "I have no idea."
You swallowed hard, looking around the place. The lights were still a little dimmed as the boy hadn't made time to successfully open at each door and show you around. It was an light-hearted atmosphere that most women would find romantic...you just found it insanely creepy.
"Yo," you shot out, looking over at the boy who shifted to flick at the light switch in the kitchen that was joint with the living room space, "if you try anything weird, I've got a crew that'll be all up your ass."
Jimin snorted. You glared at him, grinning a little when he came striding back with a glass of water for you. Thanking him, he nodded before slumping down next to you on the couch.
You tried not to have your mind fall crazy when his knee casually nudged at your bare knee. Still in your uniform, you found yourself to grow hotter when he nudged his knee at yours again. This time, his knee lingered, jean moving along the side of your thigh.
"I promised I won't kill you," he joked cutely, laughing before seeing nothing wrong about any of this.
"You sure?" you joked back, "you sent your manager back to leave us alone."
"He had to get back to the building," Jimin replied, shrugging, "the boys are all there working."
"...and you're here with me?" you tried again, wanting to get a justifying answer out of the man.
"Well yeah," Jimin said gently, eyes moving into the cutest eye-smile he could muster.
Your heart fell to your chest when he did. His innocence spoke genuinely and it warmed your heart.
"You're my tutor girl," he popped, taking a sip from his glass of water before continuing with his cute smile.
You melted, giggling a little as an embarrassing half-moan seemed to slip out during it. His brows furrowed at that and you dreamingly blinked at him, not noticing that you had just made a total dorky fool of yourself.
"Sure am," you let out, grinning like a moron when he seemed to swallow down harshly before awkwardly looking forward.
He was still not over the sound you had exerted.
You didn't realize you made a sound to make his head grow insane.
"You," he stopped, reflecting on what he wanted to say.
YOU ARE READING
His Tutor Girl
Fanfiction"Still in denial?" You asked softly. "About what?" "Missing her," you piped quietly, heart knotting as you spoke. He sighed, his face almost buried into the book before him. "It's okay that you do..." He eyed you carefully, "What are you? My tutor o...
