tutor ; park jimin

chapter IV

"Minnie!" I hear Jimin calling me from behind as I leave the school.

I turn around and shoot a smile at the boy jogging in my direction.

"I'm in desperate need of classes." he says as he reaches me, "Can you help me, princess?" he asks, a smirk planted on his lips and his hand sliding to the side of my waist.

"Take your hand off of my waist and I'll give it a thought." I say, closing my eyes in frustration.

He lets out a small chuckle and takes his hand off of my waist almost immediately. I open my eyes and see him still smirking at me.

"You really are something else, Song Minkyung."

"I really am. Now, because of this little thing you just did, I'll rethink your request. Good afternoon, Park Jimin." I start walking away, but he follows me.

"Aish... Come on! Please?! I really need your help!" he pleads as he follows behind me.

I turn around and stop, making him almost bump into me.

"Your house or my house?" I ask.

"It can be at mine." he shrugs.

"Your house. Today. At 5." I say.

"Really?! Okay!" a smile forms on his lips.

"And bring your own supplies. I'm tired of you stealing my pencils." I say.

"Okay, sure!" he replies excitedly.

"Goodbye." I turn around and leave.

"Bye, love!" I hear him shouting.

"Do not call me love!" I say firmly and loudly as I keep on my tracks.

"Sure, princess!" he shouts again.

"I hate you!" I shout back.

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It's been almost an hour since I started teaching Jimin how to solve problems with graphs, which is not an easy topic, but he seems to get it really quickly.

"Is this right?" he shows me the solution of the problem I gave him.

I hum as I read through the steps he went through, "Yes, but this is not the easy way out. If you divide everything by two here, the whole problem will be easier to solve." I say as I write, showing him.

But I feel that his eyes are not on the sheet of paper but yet stuck on the side of my cheek.

"Do you get what I mean?" I ask, turning my face to him.

His eyes immediately go to my lips, and before any of us can say anything, he closes the gap between us in a soft and tender kiss.

I almost immediately push him away, in shock, not understanding why he would do that.

"What the hell?" I ask.

"I'm-" he starts, "Sorry, I-" he never finishes.

"What was that?" I stand up, anger clear in my voice.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." he says quietly, looking down at his hands on the table.

"Hell yeah, you shouldn't!" I say on a high tone before gathering my things and leaving the house, slamming the door shut in anger.

What the fuck, Park Jimin?

As I get home I realise I took his textbook with me accidentally as I was rushing to gather my things. I smack my forehead in frustration because of the thought of having to talk to Park Jimin the next day.

I'm mad at him and I don't know exactly why.

Maybe I'm mad at him for kissing me without asking or knowing if I wanted to. Or maybe because he's doing all of this to get into my pants.

Or maybe I'm mad at myself for liking it and wanting more.

But I can't.

I can't want more. It's Park Jimin. All of this that he does is an act to get girls to sleep with him and that's disgusting.

I should never develop feelings for him in any way. He has always been the 'guy who sleeps with girls and never calls them back'. And that's the type of boy I should stay away from.

The fuckboy.

Fuckboy Park Jimin.

It isn't that hard not falling for it?

Or is it?

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The next day in school I start looking for Jimin with his textbook in hands. I just want to get this over with.

As I walk through the almost completely silent hallways of the school, by myself, I hear his voice inside an empty classroom.

I realise he's talking to one of his friends, so I decide to wait outside until he gets out of the classroom to quickly approach him and make it as fast as possible.

Accidentally, since it's so silent, I end up hearing his conversation, unfortunately.

"Yeah, dude, whatever. She didn't kiss me back. I just really wanted to fuck her." I hear Jimin say.

"Don't you think that's kind of harsh?" the other guy asks, and by the voice I realise it's Taehyung.

"Nah... I mean. Okay, I won't sleep with her, but she still teaches me math. To be honest, that's all she is worth for. If I won't fuck her, then she'll just be my teacher."

"I kind of disgust you. But you're still my best friend. I just think you should tone down on these things."  Taehyung says and soon after the bell rings, "Now come on. I don't want to be late to chemistry again." he says and I hear footsteps coming towards the door.

With a sigh I start walking away, but as soon as I do Jimin leaves the classroom, realising I'd been there for a while.

"Minnie?" he asks.

I ignore and keep walking. I'm so pissed at him right now I could slam his head against a wall.

"Minnie!" he continues following me,
"Hey, answer me!" he pulls my arm, turning me around, "Why aren't you talking to me?" he asks.

I shake his grip off of my arm in one abrupt move before giving him a death glare.

"You shouldn't be surprised I'm not talking to you. You shouldn't be surprised I didn't kiss you back." I say harshly, looking up at him in the eyes as he stares at me in amusement.

"Wh-"

"Because you, Park Jimin, think I'm one of these girls you fuck around with and never talk to again. But you are wrong!" by now, people start gathering around us, "I'm only your tutor, I'm not even your friend. So get the hell out of my face and never talk to me again." I say and start walking away but turn back to him, "And don't come running after me after you fail another test, cause, as you said, that's all I'm worth for." I add, shoving his textbook on his chest before walking away through the crowd that gathered up.

"Minnie!" he shouts, "Come on!" I hear him one last time before leaving his sight.

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a/n:: .....hi

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