The Tutor | Jikook

Chapter 6

Jimin POV

Yawning quietly, I silently walk through the school building halls towards the room I'm meant to be tutoring Jungkook in. Sighing to myself, I take another few timid sips from my still hot coffee that I'd gotten on my way here.

It's gonna be a long rest of the semester at the rate things are going. I never realized just how much getting a second job would impact things. Having to go straight from the school to the dance studio to school, I no longer have the time that I used to for homework. So I had to stay up much later than usual last night just to get most of it done. And even then, I still had to be up earlier than yesterday so that I could finish it.

The only good thing about all of this is getting to help Jungkook. Granted, getting extra pay is always nice, but it's more important to me that I help Jungkook. Honestly, it breaks my heart knowing that he's in a position remotely similar to the one I used to be in. Just after having helped him yesterday, it's clear how much he cares for his grades. He's such a sweet guy and yet he's stuck in a hellish cycle that he doesn't deserve to be in.

Sighing quietly to myself, I enter the room where we meet now. Yawning once again as I shut the door behind me, I head over to the couch. Tossing my bag down onto the chair beside the sofa, I relax back into the sofa for a moment. Though, I don't let myself have more than a moment of bliss with it, knowing I'll be out like a light if I stay in that position for longer than a minute.

Frowning to myself, I pull myself into a proper upright position as I reach over for my bag again. Quickly sifting through it, I find the stuff that I need for helping Jungkook and pull it out. Tossing the bag back into its place on the chair, I continue drinking my coffee in attempt of keeping myself awake as I look over the different materials that we'll need to cover. Thankfully, it seems I'd made the right call yesterday when I decided to back us up by a week in all his subjects to help increase his understanding before moving forward.

After deciding upon what we're doing today, I set the stuff on the small coffee table in front of me and lean back into the sofa. My mind immediately wanders over to Jungkook, wondering what exactly's going on in his life. I could see hints of bruises yesterday just like Ms. Lee had mentioned. And it's clear just how driven he is, once again just as she'd mentioned.

Sighing to myself, I run a hand through my hair. As much as I'd like to talk to him about it, I know it's not the right time to do so. I would need him to get comfortable with me before I could ask him about what's going on. At least, if I want an answer. And I'd even offer him to stay with me, just to help him out of that hellhole that he's staying in. But once again, that wouldn't work since he'd need to actually be comfortable with me before I could possibly offer that to him without seeming like some creep.

Suddenly, without warning, the door opens up behind me. My head snaps back to look at the tall boy stood in the doorway. He gives me a small smile as he enters and sets his bag down on the table before closing the door.

"Good morning, hyung." He greets softly. I return the smile as I stand up and head over to the table with him. However, my eyes widen slightly when I catch sight of scratches and bruises littering his face and neck. I mentally groan, feeling my lips tug downwards into a frown as I eye the markings covering his beautiful skin.

"Good morning, Jungkook. You're quite early still, you know?" I greet, forcing a small smile as I drag my eyes away from eyeing the familiar bruises. He just grins at me sheepishly, shrugging in response.

"I figured if I got here sooner then we'd be able to start earlier." He explains shyly. I mentally sigh, wondering if that's the real reason or at least full reason behind him being here.

"Don't you want to be able to take a break and relax a little? You work hard enough during the actual school hours as it is, Jungkook. I promise, your grades are gonna raise before you even realize it." I say with a small frown, knowing that he'll graduate with straight A's like I'd done thanks to Ms. Lee. However, his face quickly reflects my frown.

"Hyung, my grades aren't just gonna magically improve. I have to work hard if I want them to get better and I'm already further behind that what I would've liked. Please?" He requests, his lips forming a small pout at the end. Oh okay, his pout is fucking adorable.

"Fine. Look, if you really wanna work that much extra for your grades, I can be here by seven right when the school opens up. Okay? And... if you'd like, I can help you on weekends too. Though, that would have to be in the evenings. Alright?" I offer, already feeling the regret building in me for having offered away any last bit of free time I could've possibly given him. Granted, it's not really my entire free time, but it's majority of it. However, the grin that he beams at my words is definitely worth it.

"That would be great, hyung. Thank you." He answers, still grinning as he sits down. Chuckling softly to myself at his excitement, I feel mildly happy with myself as well. This simply means I'll be able to keep him out of his house longer. Keep him safer.