Tutor | J-Hope

Nine

Saturday morning, 10:28 a.m. at Jimin's house
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I sat down on a comfortable, cool gray couch. I had never really been in the Park's house. Usually Mrs. Park or Jihyun would come to our house. The house itself had a very rustic vibe to it. Jimin walked in and sat across from me on the other couch.

"Tea?" He asked while holding a smaller teapot and cup.

"Sure," I nodded. He placed the cup in front of me and poured some in.

"Sorry. It's not the regular icky warm tea, it's flavored." He said and took a sip. "Tea helps with my hangovers."

"That's okay," I smiled. "You got a hangover?"

"Yeah, I mean who doesn't after Kook's party?" He giggled.

We talked for a while. It actually was a very pleasant conversation. We talked about celebrities, clothes, and even school. I had to leave though at a quarter after eleven.

When I got home I did my daily chores. That was basically how my weekend went. My friends were trying to contact me because I'm guessing Aeyoung told them what happened. I just ignored them. I figured I'll tell them on Monday, if I get the chance.

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Monday morning, 8:03 a.m. at Mr. Choi's class
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I was sitting at my desk with my earbuds in. Mr. Choi has a meeting early this morning and won't be in until 8:30 so I figured I could just sleep.

I was wrong. The class was loud. The boys in the back kept on throwing thing and would sometimes accidentally hit me. I got frustrated and decided I was just going to draw. I had my sketchbook out, and I was drawing a picture of a sunflower field.

I felt a tap on my shoulder so I looked up. "Oh, hey Kook. What's up?" I said as I took out my earbuds.

"Listen Y/n, I just wanted to apologize about my party." He said while fiddling with his fingers, "I was extremely drunk... because- I just was."

"Kook, I could tell you were. You called me noona." I stated then looked at the nervous boy, "Kook, what happened?"

"Tae- Taehyung said he's not really into guys, as we all thought." He sighed. I grabbed the boy's shaky hand in mine.

"That's okay," I said softly. He just hugged me.

"No, no it's not," He said quietly. "Can we talk outside?" I let go of him and nodded. He grabbed my hand and took me outside. I looked back and saw the boys instantly jump up from their seats and stare out the window of the door.

I was walking with Jungkook when he started to cry. I hugged him again to reassure everything was ok. "Kook, why are you crying?" I asked. He let go and looked at me with his tearful eyes.

"Because- because I s-shouldn't feel this w-way for a- a boy!" He cried and flew back into my arms. "It's n-not right. I-It's a s-sin."

"Oh Jungkook! It's okay. You can't help who you love," I told him as I rubbed his back. "You're okay."

"He- he doesn't l-like m-me," a long sob cane from his mouth.

"Shhh. Calm down. You're okay. He probably does, don't give up hope," I whispered to him. I looked over at the door to see the six boys giving me a confused look.

After I calmed Jungkook down, he agreed to go back in the room. He walked in and sat down at his desk with his head down. I was walking in when a hand grabbed my wrist and turned me to them.

"What did he say?" Taehyung looked me in the eyes. The rest of the boys went over to Jungkook, to try and cheer him up.

"Why's it your business?" I glared at him. He had broke Kook's heart in a way. It made me mad because of what he did to the kid.