My Tutor (Namjoon X Reader)

Never To Be Seen Again

"I didn't know you spoke french." Im surprised! How did I not know this! I wonder what other languages he knows...I'm intrigued😏.

"There's a lot you don't know about me baby." His eyes fill with lust and go a bit dark once again.

"Is that good or bad?" I hope it's not bad..

"Depends. We just gotta wait and see." He bites his lip and licks it a bit.

"Okay, soo..about that french stuff. Are you good at it?"

"I'm fluent in it. I'm also fluent in speaking french with my tongue." Namjoon wiggles his eyebrows with a smirk on his face.

"Stop it you perv." I lightly slap his hand.

"You call me a perv but we both know you like this perv." He cracks a devilish smile with a look that says it all. 'You know that I know you like it' My flushed face puffs up and I pout my bottom lip a bit.

"Shuddup." I cover my mouth with my hand and look away.

"Ha, I hit it right on the nail. Now, what do you wanna talk about?" He places his chin in both of his hands and looks at me with a grin on his face while waiting for me to ask him something. I also place my chin in my hands and look into his eyes with curiosity. What do I wanna know about him? Hmm...

"What other languages can you speak?" His answer peques my interest.

"I'm fluent in Spanish, English, and french. I'm currently working on German and Japanese for the moment. I'm at a moderate level for those ones, not fluent yet." Woah..he's a smart boy! Goddamn, I should start to learn one of those so we have another way to communicate. "What else do you wanna know?" His eyes glimmer at the thought of my interest.

"How old are you?"

"That's a something for me to know and for you to figure out. I'll tell ya this. My birthday is on September 12th." Heyy, his bday isn't that many days after mine. Gotta keep that in mind for the special day, when it comes.

"Okay, why did you decide to go into your current career?" I really, really, wanna know what he has to say.

"Hmm..I don't have that big of a reason. I just went in it cause the salary is pretty good. My mom had back problems and we needed the money for the surgery so I went for this and have stuck with it ever since." Awe, how sweet and kind. Mrs. Kim, you raised your kid just right!

"How is your mom now?"

"She's doing good now. Her health is the best it's ever been. I video chat her every now and then and send money back home every week." Awe, he's a momma's boy! How cute!

"And your father?" He looks down to the table and clenches his hand into fists.

"H-he left my mother and I when the doctor told us about the surgery. He backed out the instant they mentioned the surgery and cost. Packed his bags, said he was gonna visit his brother...never returned." Woah...poor Namjoon. His hands start to shake and I notice a tear start to peek out of his eye. I place my hand over his and he looks up at me: his eyes filled with sadness. Eyes of a small child who has been hurt.

"It's alright Joon. Everything is good right now. You're living your life and so is your mom. You're an honest to God amazing person. Don't think about that poor excuse of a father you had. It's just you and your mom. Your mom is a great women for raising such a wonderful kid." His hands stop shaking but I see another tear start to show.

"I just wish I could've done something sooner. My mom had to work her life away for so long, providing for our family. Making sure that bastard was attended to. She of course did good to put attention to me. Only if that bastard wasn't forcing her to do a bunch of crap. God, I just wish my mom hadn't gone through that. Through that marriage with such an awful man." He's had a completely different childhood compared to me... Namjoon..I want to help him.

"Namjoon, look at me. It's fine now. You're doing amazing. You're providing for her. You're giving her back the years she missed out on. Don't feel guilty that you didn't do something sooner. You were just a kid. Your mother understands so don't doubt yourself or beat yourself up over it." He pauses for a bit and looks down to the hand I'm holding. He removes his hand and places it on top of mine now. His bright and happy smile returns to his face.

"You're right y/n. I need leave that behind. The past is the past. I have to live in the present."