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

Nineteen...

"I'm so tired that I could sleep standing up" I mumbled as I settled on the passenger seat.

"Sleep until we get home" Jimin told me, as he leaned towards me to do my seatbelt for me.

It's been a long day, Jimin has insisted on taking me out, we went around half of Seoul, literally.

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I stumbled into the bedroom drunken with tiredness and headed towards the closet that Jimin and I share, pulling out random clothes to sleep in, which happened to be black shorts and a white t-shirt.

I got changed and brushed my teeth and walked into the bedroom, my head nodding.

"You look good in my shirt"

I looked up and saw Jimin smirking at me.

"Huh?" I spoke dumbly.

He pointed to the top that I was wearing, I stared at it blankly and realized that I was wearing one of his shirts.

"Whatever" I muttered "I'm sure your enjoying the sight"

"So not" Jimin lied.

"Well, like it or not, I'm sleeping in it, cause I'm not bothered to change again" I rolled my eyes jokingly as I flung down in the bed.

Now, Jimin's smell really did start to effect me, on his sheets, duvet, pillows, and now the t-shirt that I was wearing.

I gave a gulp and clenched my fists, "yah!" I growled at him "get in quick, it's cold"

"Like I give a crap"

"What, are you not cold?"

"No, I dont wanna sleep either"

"suit yourself" I smirked "ah! I get the whole bed to myself, without your lump of a body squashing me.

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows and charged at me, landing on top of my body with a bump, I groaned in pain, "take your words back" he ordered.

"Never!" I stubbornly declared.

"Fine then, I get to sleep here tonight, ah, since when were you this comfy?"

"Get off Park Jimin!

"Never!" He mimicked me, pressing down harder on me.

"Ah! Jimin, your fucking hurting me!" I yelled.

He gave me a smirk, not replying.

"Fine!" I gave in "sorry! I take back my words!"

Jimin finally rolled off me with his sexy smirk plastered on his lips.

"Sleep tight" he whispered as he gently stroked my hair.

Fourty...

'Cannot take photo, storage is full'

I gave I sigh, urgh, I hate that phrase.

I should get a new phone.

'Time to empty up a bit' I thought as I went on photos to delete the useless ones. Instead of deleting photos I started to look through them, a smile creeping it's way onto my face as I looked at the recent photos of Jimin and I.

I eventually reached the oldest photos, which were photos of my sisters, cousins, well, apparently my family.

My eyes filled with tears, but a sad smile still stayed on my lips.

"Are you okay?"

I looked up and saw Jimin standing at the doorway.

"I'm fine" I replied.

"Okay then!" Jimin smiled "I'm making ramen"

I watched turn to walk away, "you know what?" I announced, causing Jimin to stop and look at me again "I'm not okay" I sobbed as I ran over to him "I'm not okay, and I'm so tired of pretending that everything's okay when it's not!"

Authors note: I'm tired of doing that too, so tired.

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"You know, I think your getting a bit better"

I looked up from my bowl, sucking up some ramen into my mouth.

I gave a small nod and continued eating.

"Hey aren't you happy about it? Even just a little bit?" Jimin asked me

"Well, yeah of course, it's just that we aren't sure and I don't want get my hopes up and then have them shot down again" I decently answered.

"I'll help you check" he offered "lets do a little test"

Authors note: ok I need some help here, I don't know what he's gonna do in this test, plus there are only three days till mid finals and I'm literally writing this at 1 in the night so I can make some progress.

I also wanna say that my fanfiction 'My Tutor' is coming to an end.

And thank you to everyone that has been reading, I appreciate it soo much!! 😭😭😭