The Tutor | Jikook

Chapter 20

Jimin POV

"You're doing really well, Jungkookie. You'll be graduating with straight A's before you know it." I grin up at the younger boy across the table from me. He looks up at me from the paper that's sat on the table between us, eyes slightly widened and his lips parted but tugged up in a small smile.

"You really think so?" He asks softly, biting his lip in attempt to contain his happiness and excitement. Chuckling, I lean back in my chair and nod my head.

"Easily. You're doing really well. It just takes a few extra steps sometimes for things to make sense. That's not a bad thing." I tell him, a giant smile still spread across my lips. Though, his face soon matches mine.

"Come on. Let's take a lunch break. It's almost time anyways and we've just finished up that subjects work for today." I suggest, standing up from my chair. He nods, standing as well before joining me over on the sofa. Though, before I can grab my bag to get the sandwiches out, Jungkook gently grabs my face to turn it towards him before pressing his lips against mine. The kiss is slow and soft, our lips moving together in sync as I reach up to cup his cheek in my hand. Though, it soon grows a little deeper as he hesitantly, bites down lightly on my lower lip and tugs. I smile into the kiss, giving him access as he unsurely slips his tongue in my mouth.

We both let our tongues roam each other's mouths, before I take a bit more control of the kiss so that he doesn't have to feel so uncomfortable with it all. Taking over dominance in the kiss, my tongue wanders all throughout his mouth as I tangle one hand in his hair gently. Using my free hand, I slowly run it up and down his side a few times before slipping it under his shirt and feeling his warm soft skin underneath my fingers. Not wanting to go too far with this while we're at least here at the school, I gently trail my fingers up and down his back, his sides and his toned stomach until I finally pull away to break the kiss and stop things from getting any more heated.

Looking up at him, I can't help but smile. The look in his eyes is slightly dazed as he looks down at me, lips parted and swollen as heavy breaths fall from them. He's also got the smallest bit of spit at the corner of his mouth, though there's no telling if that's his or mine all things considered. Chuckling softly, I reach up and wipe it away for him before fixing his now slightly tangled and messy hair. Jungkook blushes a deep scarlet red at my actions of cleaning his appearance back up a bit, a shy smile on his lips as he glances up at me through his lashes.

"You don't need to be embarrassed, baby. If you're feeling ready, we can always go further this evening. And it's natural for appearances to get a little messy after a kiss like that. You have nothing to be embarrassed of, Jungkookie." I tell him softly, pecking his swollen lips before turning back so that I can grab the food this time.

"Thank you, Jiminie." Jungkook whispers softly. I frown, turning back to him in confusion.

"For what, baby?" I ask, not following at all as to why he's thanking me. Though, he gives me a small smile in return.

"For everything. For helping me out with school. For being considerate with me and helping me to feel as comfortable with everything as possible. For not making me feel like an idiot and an outsider. Just, everything." He answers quietly, still smiling lightly at me. I return the smile happily, handing him the lunch bag.

"Jungkookie, the last thing I want you to feel is uncomfortable, or like an idiot or an outside. You're neither of those things, and I know how scary things can be when you're new to it all. I want to take things, and I mean that in every way, I want to take things at a comfortable pace for you. I don't want to rush anything and make you scared or uncomfortable. It would defeat the purpose of anything and everything." I tell him, pecking his lips once more before we turn back to our food. However, once more, we're interrupted before we can eat.

Hearing a knock on the door, I groan. Muttering a string of swears as I get up, Jungkook chuckles at my annoyance whilst I head towards the door. However, my heart drops when I see the person on the other side of the door and the resemblance she has to the boy sat inside the room.

"Can I help you, Miss?" I ask calmly, trying to keep my composure.

"Is Jungkook in there with you?" She asks, not even bothering to greet me or anything. Glancing back inside the room, I notice Jungkook stiffen at the sound of her voice. Turning back to her, I cock an eyebrow at her.

"Why're you looking for him?" I question, attempting to avoid answering her question.

"Give me my goddamn son back, you bitch. You've been keeping him away from me all this time, haven't you?! It's been you that's taken my son away!"