It's been a few weeks now being Yugyeom's tutor and I gotta say, I'm impressed! Yugyeom already knows pretty decent English so I've decided to teach him more conversational English and especially phrases and stuff he can say and use on tour and in American interviews. Not only that, I give him short paragraphs to read and get him to explain what they were about back to me to get his gears working. I also make him write a lot to practice writing in English. My goal within these 2 months is to get him working at English at every perspective.
We meet at JYPE in one of the available meeting rooms where it's nice and quiet. Sometimes I'm the first one in the room, waiting for Yugyeom to finish practice or a small schedule, or sometimes he beats me and he waits for me. On days he comes from the practice room, I always can't help but notice how slightly sweaty he appears. But not gonna lie though, low-key he is pretty hot. On days he's early or even days when I least expect it, he'll bring in Iced choco for the two of us.
The door to the meeting room opens and in comes the tall maknae himself. In his hands two iced choco drinks. He greets me with a smile and closes the door behind him with his back before walking over and handing me a cup.
"Awh, Yugyeom, thank you! I told you before though, you don't have to buy me anything!" I say feeling touched by his sweet gesture.
He puts his cup down on the table and slides his black backpack off, taking the chair next to me.
"Ahaha don't worry! You teach me well so you deserve it!"
I sip the cool chocolate contents through the straw and smile as it instantly melts down my throat. No wonder this is his favorite drink.
Yugyeom and I start off today's lesson and I quiz him on what I taught him last weekend. I give him a paper with 10 questions with fill in the blanks and short answers and I let him do it. As I sip from my drink, I watch as he thinks and writes down his answers on the test. He is so damn handsome geez.
The way a few strands of his black bangs carelessly fall over his eyes. The way his silver long earrings dangle lightly as he moves his head. The way his dark brown eyes soften in thought and curiosity as he reads each question and writes his answers. He was even dressed very handsomely as he wore a simple black button-up shirt with one of the buttons left open to reveal his skin underneath, black leather skinny jeans that made his thighs appear thick. Good lord I need to stop staring at this man cuz it is getting hot up in here.
Yugyeom puts his pen down and turns to me with an excited smile, "Noona! I finished!~"
Since Yugyeom and I got to know each other better these past weeks, he asked if he could call me Noona instead because he felt comfortable with me. It's a first for me since nobody really calls me Noona and I'm not old enough with my friends to be any girl's Unnie. I told him it was okay since he's younger than me by 2 years. Also, I'm pretty comfortable with him too. Our tutor sessions are fun to me and I never feel like it's a 'job' which feels good to me.
Lowkey, I've started looking forward to my tutor sessions with Yugyeom than I do with teaching at school. Don't get me wrong though, I love the kids, but teaching someone around your age just hits different though.
I look over Yugyeom's work and begin grading him. Out of 10 he got 8 right which is pretty good to me. This is a B! As I go through each question and answer, I can feel his stare on me. My hand quickly gets sweaty as I have to keep adjusting my grip on my red pen. My heartbeats pick up some speed as well as I feel his stare on me. I've been stared down before but never have I felt like this before. What is this man making me feel?
I look up at Yugyeom and he smiles at me wholeheartedly and I could feel myself blush. Is this his effect? Does he do this to everyone? Is this how idols make you feel? Or is this simply just Yugyeom toward me?
He keeps his smile on me and he leans his cheek against his fist, "So, noona, did I get everything right?"
My heart skipped a beat for some reason when he called me noona. I blink my eyes and put my pen down and scramble to turn the paper back around to him.
"I-I right um. Not exactly but close! You got 2 and 10 wrong but I'll break it down for you!"
He chuckles at my slight nervous reaction, "Cute."
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