This is a story where Jungkook finds himself lumbered with a very lost, damaged and adorable boy.
Jungkook is the kind of person who keeps himself to himself, doesn't have many friends, lives alone, and cares for nothing in particular, apart from m...
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My eyes slowly flickered open as I felt something shuffling around on my body. Once my eyes were fully open I was caught in a pair of large, dark brown pupils. They were staring down at me and I was frozen. It was Jimin...I gulped the last bit of saliva that was left in my mouth as he slowly reached out his small, cute hand. I didn't know what to do, I was completely stuck in my place. His hand then placed onto my cheek, and I felt a flipping sensation in the pit of my stomach as his icy cold fingers traced along my cheek. I found myself curling into his touch and he tilted his head a little, his eyes showing pure confusion. "J...Jungkook..." His sweet voice spoke out and I could have died happy right there and then...I held his hand on my cheek gently before looking back into his eyes.
"Don't mind me..." A lower voice called out with a small cough. I suddenly shot up causing Jimin to tumble back onto my mattress with a small gasp. I looked to the figure standing in my doorway and I tilted my head with a raised eyebrow.
"Wha...What are you doing here?" I asked furrowing my brow slightly.
"Well I wondered if you wouldn't mind helping me out" Tae answered unfolding his arms with a grin on his face.
"Umm...Wait how did you even get in?!" I continued uncovering my body from the bed sheets, as I stood up scratching the back of my neck.
"Oh...umm well he let me in..." Tae pointed to Jimin who was now staring at me intensely and when I looked to Tae he seemed to be trying to avoid looking directly at me. Only then did I realise I was only wearing a pair of boxers, my whole upper body on show.
"Gah!" I yelped a little as I rushed to put the shirt and the pair of jeans I was wearing the previous day. "S-sorry" I stuttered a little embarrassed.
"No it's fine...Umm so about that help" He took a step further into my room and out the corner of my eye I could see Jimin glaring harshly towards him, as if Tae was some kind of intruder, which in all honesty he was.
"What is it you even want help with?" I sighed rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
"Well you're top of our Law class and I'm kind of at the bottom..." He started.
"How low are your scores?" I questioned and Tae looked down a little ashamed.
"Well my lowest is 3..." Tae replied, and I raised an eyebrow a little curious.
"And your highest?" I continued.
"Well...It's only 4..." Tae looked down once again and I found myself cackling out loud and he darted a glare at me. "Hey! I'm being serious here!"
