My Tutor... (PJM FF) [COMPLETED]

Six...

"Jamie, Jamie, Jamie, Jam-"

"WHAT?"

I glared at the annoying boy next to me

"Sorry, jinjja mianae (really sorry), I didn't mean to ask you to upset you"

"Whatever, just stop annoying me"

"You forgave me!" He squealed

"No one said that I did"

"Aw, come on! I said I'm sorry"

"You didn't do anything wrong, you were just curious, it was me who overreacted."

"You didn't overreact- wait! Your not mad at me?!"

"Urgh, your so freakin loud"

"Thanks!!"

"I told you to fucking shut your gob"

"Okay, okay, no need for harsh words"

He gave me a childish smile that made me torn between pushing his face away or kissing the crap out of him.

I quickly pushed both thoughts out of my head.

~

I wasn't happy to be woken up from my precious sleep. I looked at my phone.

The fuck.

9:47 on a Saturday morning?

It's disgusting.

Without looking in the mirror , I opened the door.

Jimin.

"Huh?" I said confusingly "what're you doing here?"

"Ugh!" He groaned "do you always look this gross when you wake up?"

"Shut the hell up"

I suddenly felt the familiar pain in my chest again.

Why is it back now? Aren't I already treated?

I grabbed my chest as I held onto the door handle for support to hold me up with my other hand.

I still fell to the floor, tears streaming down my face and Jimin's voice sounding echoed and far away.

Everything completely blacked out.

Authors note: btw, Jamie's not admitting that she overreacted, she just said that to make Jimin feel better about himself.

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Jimin's POV:

"- your a doctor for gods sake! "

"Mr. Park, I told you! We did everything for her already"

"What the hell do you mean! I just brought her!"

"Isn't she Miss Jamie Toby?"

"Yeah, that's her"

"Well, she was here before"

"What? She didn't tell me!"

"That figures then, she was here with heart cancer"

"WHAT IN FUCKS NAME!"

"Her treatment was successful, the physical was done, and that only left mental treatment and that is totally her job now"

"What the hell do you mean by mental"

"Well" the doctor scratched the back of his nape "usually it's- it's "

I leaned forward, almost ready to grab his collar, "it's what?"

"Well, usually it's- lack of love"

Authors note: well, I kinda made that up 😅

Your POV:

"Jimin.." I softly spoke.

He sharply turned around. "Jamie! Your awake!" He rushed over to my side

"Am I always gonna stay ill?"

"No of course not"

"Jimin! I don't wanna die!" I started sobbing

"Yah! Who said that your going to die?" Jimin embraced me in a hug.

My mind was too crammed to even think straight.

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I had eventually overcome the shock.

But, I still had the job thingy dilemma.

I've searched until I felt like I could no longer walk, but no results.

~

"Yah, is it me or are you really getting thinner?"

"It's you, you idiot" I answered.

"I don't think so" Jimin frowned as he circled my wrist with his hand.

~

"Hey, you coming?"

I looked up and saw Jimin waiting for me at the door to go for lunch.

He had became particularly sweet towards me these days.

"No, I'm not coming, go ahead"

"What? Your not coming to eat?"

"I said no! Can't you understand me?!"

"You need to eat! You're getting really fragile" Jimin argued "are you ill or something?"

"Yeah, I'm ill intellectually" I muttered.

"I heard that" Jimin frowned "I told you that in a few days it'll be no more"

"How can you be so sure?"

"I- I just do"

~

I walked into the classroom, pressing my fingers onto my temple, feeling a headache coming, when I looked up I saw Jimin frowning over a piece of paper. A familiar piece of paper.

Wait- SHIT!

I sprinted towards him and snatched it out of his hand.

"What the hell Park Jimin?! Are you for real right now? Going through my stuff?!"

He grabbed my wrist and pulled my to sit down harshly.

"You got fired?"

I looked down and tried to shift away from him, but Jimin wrapped am arm around my waist, preventing me from moving.

I felt butterflies in my stomach at the skinship.

"Don't you hide anything from me again" Jimin whispered in my ear, his warm breath hitting the side of my face.

I swear he's doing this deliberately.

Authors note: I have nothing to say 😉😏