coincidence - jjk ff

Pie and studying

Lucias's POV:

Thankfully taehyung had given me a ride home yesterday, even running to me when I left the ambulance. "DUDE! how the- why didn't you call me earlier?! I could've driven you home earlier, maybe even to the hospital.." He said, as we pulled up to my driveway. "Tae, it's not that bad. It's just sprained because I landed wrong, and I had it strained since I didn't stop dancing. But with some rest, I'll be good so don't worry." I look up to smile at him, as he was biting his lip in anxiety. "Thanks for the ride and I'll text you and the others tomorrow, I'm dead tired." He nodded, bringing my stuff from the back and handing it to me. I entered my house and waved at him while he drove off.

The best thing was that we had a week off from school next week, the bad thing was my parents were going on a week long business trip. I didn't mind, I had stayed alone before, but it was going to be a bit hard with my sprained ankle.

I woke up saturday morning with a headache at 11 am, so I went to the kitchen to down some advil with water. My hair was messy and my eyes were sleepy, after all, I had a huge lecture from my parents right when they were about to leave for the airport last night.I sighed and rubbed my eyes with my palms, yawning from waking up. I heard the doorbell, which was odd, since I wasn't expecting someone. I wasn't one to look open the door to anyone, especially when I was alone. I was in sweatpants and a hoodie, and I decided open the door. I had brought windex just in case it was someone I didn't know and I could defend myself with it.

Seeing who was in front of me surprised me, as I blinked the sleepiness away, and stared at the person. He smiled sheepishly, rubbing his hand on his neck. "My mom heard about your injury and she got worried since your parents aren't home and all, so she made some fresh orange juice and blueberry pie. She also sent over some ice packs and bandages to help with the swelling." He said, handing them to me in a bag. I smiled, "Thanks, tell your mom that I appreciate it and I love her pies, they always help me get better. And thanks for bringing it over." I said, bringing my weight to my other leg where it wasn't injured, since standing was a bit painful.

He looked at my injured leg for a bit when I was about to close the door,he stopped it with a strong force,earning a surprised look from me. "I was wondering if you could,um, tutor me in history?" He looked up at me expectantly. I stood there, confusion in my face, "Like now? I mean, we don't have school next week." He walked a little bit closer to the door, "I failed my last test and I wanted to do better, you know how parents are with grades and everything." I bit my lip, deliberating over my options. "I mean I guess, but it's gonna be a hassle since I need to ice my injury and everything." He grinned at me,"I can help! They trained us last week on sprains and tears last week in med class." I had forgotten he was in the same med class as me, where they trained us for a lot of things in the medical field. "I guess its ok then." I let him in and locked the door.

My dog ran up to jungkook, and he caressed her soft fur. "What's her name?" He asked, picking up my dog and sitting on the sofa. "Coco, but we call her by different names. But she answers to anything really." He nodded and started scratching her tummy. I got some of my study books from the shelf nearby and sat near him but not too close, bringing a chair so I could prop my foot up.

"Ok, let's start." I took out my circular glasses, the ones I used only when studying. He stared at me for a while when I put on my glasses, taking out my notebook and some pens. "Is there something on my face?" He shook his head immediately, "No, its just- I haven't seen you wear glasses in a while." I chuckled, "I don't like to use them at school normally, I feel like they look weird." I passed him a pencil as I clicked my pen, starting an outline."So what are you having trouble on?" He answered, putting my dog back on the floor as she went to sit on her bed, "Um... probably most things, I'm not good memorizing."

I thought for a bit, "We can go over some memorizing techniques that'll help. History gets easier once you get the hang of it, it's basically just recall info." I passed him my past outlines and study guides, along with flashcards. "I use the outlines when reading the textbook, they help me get a broader idea of the text. The study guide helps on test days, that way I don't have to carry the book with me, and the cards are just an extra help, so I only use it if it's a hard module."

Some hours passed by as I taught him in detail about some of the chapters we had in the previous week. "You're a pretty good tutor, I didn't know you were this good at history." I gave him a smile,"You don't know a lot of things about me, but its ok. I'm in the top ten, so I have to be this good. The only reason I'm second is because I'm so bad at math." He looked down at all the notes after my statement, a flash of hurt crossed his face. I cleared my throat, "It's lunch time, so you can go back with your mom. I'm pretty bad at cooking, plus my leg will make it worse, so it'll take a long time to make and you'll probably get hungry."

He scratched his head, the corners of his lips curving upwards, "You're injured, I'll make something instead. Plus I didn't pay you to tutor me, so this is your payment." Before I could protest, He got up and went to the kitchen which adjoined the living room. I furrowed my brows and went to the shelf, taking out some folders and papers to work on in the meantime.

I was very focused on my work, when a voice interrupted the million thoughts going through my head. "Hey, the food's ready. " I nodded, putting my hand up, signaling that I was going to go in a bit. "What are you working on?" He said, hovering dangerously close to me. I swallowed thickly, avoiding his gaze. "Some proposals and club admin work. I wanted to finish everything by today and tomorrow so I can have the week to myself." I said,signing off on the last couple of documents.

He waited until I was finished and held out his arm, which I looked at him confused. He pointed to my injured leg and I let out an 'ah' , and took his arm that lead me to the kitchen table.

He had made a creamy chicken soup, which was delicious. "I didn't know you could cook so well." I said, sipping on the soup happily. He paused, "You don't know a lot of things about me." He said quietly. He changed the topic quickly,"What are you going to do on your week off?" I hummed and responded, "Probably catch up on sleep. I usually get my 3-4 hours of sleep a night with studying and club stuff, so I'll get to rest a lot more." He nodded solemnly, grabbing a napkin and wiping his mouth. "You?" I asked, still eating my soup. "Probably play video games all day." I laughed at his response, while he went on about overwatch and star wars, and all the other games he played.