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Jimin pushes himself out of bed knowing that he had tutoring after school on a Friday. It made him groan in annoyance.
Sitting at the lunch table, the boys went on and on about the sleepover.
"Okay, but can't you see it? Namjoon doesn't stop looking at Mr. Kim! Ever!" Hoseok exclaimed, looking Yoongi dead in the eye.
"Namjoon is a good student," he retorted.
"If it's any consolation, I've heard them doing it in the locker rooms," Taehyung raised his hand, patting his friend's back.
"No, you haven't-,"
"Really?! Oh my god, could you tell who bottomed?!" Hoseok slammed his hands against the table in excitement, leaving Jimin to jump in his state.
"Mr. Kim!!" Taehyung chuckled, jumping up and down with the other.
"Hey, Chim, do you believe this?" Yoongi asked with an eyebrow raised.
"Honestly, yeah. Namjoon used to pass notes to me in class and I saw some dirty shit," Jimin giggled, remembering one time that was better than the rest.
Namjoon was trying to get the note across to his favorite teacher, but Jimin snatched it from his hands. Namjoon was prepared for this, writing some innocent things on it too, but he freaked when the boy flipped it over.
'Your house after school. 구강성교? <3 -jooni'
After class, Jimin pulled Namjoon out into the loud hallways and yelled.
"Yah! Are you getting a blowjob from Mr. Kim?!"
"What?! N-no!!" Namjoon yelled back.
"구강성교?!?! You're getting hard with him?! Keep the 고추 (pepper/dick) in your pants!!" Jimin snickered, throwing the taller's tie up in his face and walking away.
"Man, that's actually funny as hell," Yoongi beamed, noticing the bell ring. "Aish, we gotta go. Bye, Jimini," he said, hugging the smaller and heading off to his class.
Jimin went down the opposite hallway and finished all of his work with a tenseness in his stomach. He didn't know if he'd be able to make it to tutoring.
"Are you okay-,"
"I'm fine... let's get this over with," Jimin grumbled, not seeing the way Mr. Jeon's eyes flashed.
They were only five minutes in. "I... I have to use the bathroom, okay?" Jimin sped off without an answer, locking himself in a stall.
Jungkook sat in silence, waiting for his student and collecting his thoughts.
"His scent today has been so strong. I just want to get close to him and... god no, Jeon Jungkook you disgusting man... wanting to mate a teenager..." the 24 year old smacked himself.
Ten minutes were long gone, and he stood up from his seat, the chair scratching along the floor. He stepped into the room, seeing Jimin's pair of converse and bleached jeans.
The scent of fresh strawberries traveled through his head. He quietly stepped closer, mind full of the worst things.
He knocked harshly.
"Jimin, open the door."
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Read Between The Lines (JiKook) REWRITTEN
Fanfiction{REWRITTEN} Jimin is an omega living in a school of too many alphas. He sucks at reading and can't comprehend it properly. When he gets a "sadist alpha" as his reading teacher, he really just wants to die. Who knew that tutoring would lead him here...
