Let Me Teach You | Park Jimin fanfic

12. Home

You sighed heavily as you closed the door.

  You weren't hungry at all. Dragging yourself to where the boys were seated, you wondered if it would be unethical to leave food in your plate, if Jimin would make you eat all that he put on your plate.

  They were almost done eating, and your food looked untouched. All out of appetite, which was rare, you thought hard at what to do. Even Yoona had eaten everything that she took.

  "Where were you?" Jimin whispered to you. You stared at your plate as you replied that you went to check in on her cousin. "She's asleep." But your main focus was the edibles that sat in front of you, begging you to eat them. With one hesitant hand, you picked up your chopsticks and forced some in your mouth, then went on stuffing whatever you could, until you internally gave up.

Curses to Jimin who put everything on your plate!

  The man simply nodded and went on finishing his rice that was the only thing left for him to eat now. It was now time to seek help from the only person who put you in this trouble; him. You glanced at everyone at the table, some like Jin and Jungkook taking a second helping of everything, others like Jimin and Namjoon done with their lunch.

  "Jimin," you lowly called to him, trying not to get attention from anyone else.

"Hm?"

  "I don' wanna eat anymore. Why did you put so much for me to eat?" You whined in a light voice. He chuckled at your words.

  "You don't have to force yourself pabo. Why are you so worried? It's all right," he stood up and gathered a few dishes to put them in the kitchen so cake could be brought next.

  You let out a heavy breath, greatly relieved. There was a very nice aura that Jimin let out. It wasn't just friendly, but it felt really warm, like you could cuddle. You wanted to cuddle, and you felt at home with his presence. An addictive feeling at first glance. Very addictive. You'd do anything to have that feeling.

  A feeling so common, yet you lacked having the feeling of it.

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  Yoongi, Hoseok, Namjoon, Jungkook and Seokjin had gone to their respective residences. Yoona was asleep and Taehyung was in his room playing video games... maybe.

  You were stuck with a frustrated redhead towering over your head as you fought to keep your eyes open. And solve math problems. In his room by the way, so no one would be disturbed downstairs. And it was a good idea too, as you sat at his desk and he was bent over from behind.

  "For the thousandth time, Y/N, these laws are not applied to these questions," your tutor exasperatedly reminded you for the...-yeah, probably a thousandth time.

  You scrunched up your nose and smiled sheepishly at him before crossing out the procedure and doing it again in a different way. As you scribbled on your copy, Jimin straightened up and sat on his chair pulling it up closer to you so he could easily observe your work. Your answer was just coming out correctly before another frustrating sigh came out of your tutor's mouth.

  "Y/N, we did this a couple of days ago!" He took his pen that was lying on the table as you gave him your copy and corrected your mistake. "You got these questions correct on your first attempt, what's gotten into you now?" Wah, he remembers that much?

  You simply shrugged, recoiling back into your seat. Your back hurt from bending it way too long while solving maths.

Frickin' Maths.