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In-experienced hearts | J.Jungkook

Pairing: Tutor!F.Reader x Tutee!Jungkook

Synopsis: The school’s golden boy is falling behind in his chemistry class and the principal decided it would be a good idea to assign him a tutor. Who knew the tutor would end up becoming the love of his life while also causing him heaps of chaos?

Tags: Tooth-rotting fluff, tutor x tutee au (though u kinda forget in the story), reader is a little oblivious and JK is totally whipped for her. Shy, awkward JK who overthinks and naïve, clueless reader. NOT a soulmate au!

Warnings: None! However, you may gain some cavities from this sweet, sweet couple ;)

A/N: hi! this is my first work here on tumblr! i know this isn't very good but i was very eager to write this so i apologise if this looks very rushed hehe. please do not be afraid to tell me if there is any way to improve my work- i would really appreciate it actually. happy reading!

Playlist: Faye Webster - Kingston, MAGIC! - Rude, Jonghyun&Younha - Love Belt, NIKI - urs, keshi - right here, Baekhyun&Suzy - Dream, hanbee - strawberry, GEMINI - mon amour, ABBA - Angel Eyes, Mindy Gledhill - I Do Adore, Jin - The Astronaut.

JK was someone you could never find it in yourself to hate.

Since signing with the school’s football team, he had become the lead star and the school’s prestigious golden boy. He was well known for his good looks, endless heaps of talent and sweet personality to all.

Well…things were going great regarding his football team. His grades? Not so much.

“Jungkook, you are a good man. You are genuinely liked around here, me included, but…unless you bring those chemistry grades up, you may as well be getting kicked off the team.” Principal Song rubbed the area around his nose bridge, glasses resting in his callous hands as Jungkook fell rigid in his seat.

His hands gripped his football jersey, Number 7.

“Sir…i-i can bring my grades u-”

He felt terrified.

Being part of the football team was what got him to be so well-liked. Before that, he was in the backgrounds, hiding in the shadows and in the corners of every classroom with long bangs and unfashionable outfits.

Now that he finally got a name for himself, he doesn’t ever want to lose it. It’s all he’s got, really.

“I know you can, Jungkook. But right now, exam period is approaching fast. And there really is no time for you to revise yourself.”

The air in the office was thickening. A pin drop could be heard.

“So. I have decided to assign you a tutor for this month.”

Jungkook blinked. Then he blinked again.

“Excuse me?”

Principal Song pursed his lips with a kind smile, interlocking his rough hands together and resting them on the desk.

“Yes, you heard me right. I am assigning you a tutor.” Jungkook scrunched up his brows, lips turning downwards into a subtle frown. “With all do respect, sir, i beli-”

“Of course you can refuse if you would like. But just note that you will be permanently kicked off the football team if you do.” The kind smile was still forcibly painted on Principal Song’s lips, sending shivers down Jungkook’s spine as he gulped down any rebuttal that had previously bubbled up.

“No. I will accept this tutor, thank you, sir.” Jungkook stood with wobbly legs, bowing down a perfect 90° while Principal Song merely sent him a proud nod in return. “I know you will make the right decision.” Jungkook smiled tight-lipped as he left the room.

His football jersey, now crumpled up in his tight fist, was shoved into his face to conceal the frustration he felt. He exhaled slowly, turning on his heel to return back to his friends out on the bleachers.

“Ugh.” He groaned, ruffling his hair with one tattooed hand as the other threw his jersey over his shoulder. He took long strides up the steps as he reached the bench his friends sat on.

“Jaykay!” Jung Hoseok cheered, handing the younger a box of fries before ruffling his hair affectionately. “Hey, dude.” Jimin, from below smiled. His bright pink hair standing out from the rest of his crazy friends.

“So~” Taehyung chorused, biting into a churro while Jungkook simply raised a single brow. “So, what?” Taehyung kissed his teeth, leaning forward. “Your visit to the principal? What happened?” Jungkook’s mood instantly turned sour.

Crease lines appeared on his forehead as he remembered the previous discussion. “I’m getting a tutor.” It’s silent for a few milli-seconds before the group erupt in joyous laughter. Jungkook stands still, wallowing in his own self-embarrassment with shy reddened cheeks.

Slowly, Hoseok comes back to reality and wiped away a few stray tears. “That’s embarrassing for the school’s golden boy!” Taehyung laughs along, agreeing with the older boy’s statement. “We saw this coming from miles away!” Jimin adds, only confusing the poor boy further who scrunches his brows together. “Huh? How?” Taehyung lays his cheek on his palm, staring at the boy in pity at his puzzlement.

“‘How’? Because, you’re the school’s golden boy, dummy. Everyone knows.” Jungkook’s face begins falling, turning a sickly pale along with his jaw hanging slack. “HUH?!” His voice grows louder, now anxiousness spreading through his body at the new-found knowledge.

“Are you seriously that slow?” Jimin sighs. “Everybody knows your failing chemistry. Catch up, dude. There are even some people who know more things about you than you do yourself.” Jungkook feels a shiver crawl up his spine, almost imitating a million bugs crawling all over his skin.

“No way.” He whispers. “Yes, way.” Taehyung snorts. “And-”

But the honey-head boy gets cut off by a cherry feminine voice catching all their attention from behind Jungkook’s body.

“Um, excuse me?”

The girl turns her chin upwards and her grin grows even wider, revealing her pearly whites. She has her hands clasped behind her back, presumably holding onto her black book bag Jungkook can see poking from behind her pink pleated skirt.

Jungkook grows still, blood rushing up his body to fill the paleness of his cheeks and ears, eyes fixated on her smile. He can almost see the sun shining brighter and bird-songs in his ear.

And then he hears a bell ring in his ear. The same bell in the film ‘Your Name’.

“Hi! My name is Y/N! Principal Song assigned me as your tutor, Jungkook-ssi!” She dips her head slightly, allowing Jungkook to breathe while she isn’t looking and hypnotising him any longer.

He can hear the snickers of his so-called ‘friends’ from behind him but he pays no mind to them, instead focusing on the Disney princess-like girl standing before him.

Oh, and did i forget to mention? There is one thing Jeon Jungkook is not good at among the many talents he has.

And that is talking to cute girls.

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Jeon Jungkook had girls after him left and right. The richest, prettiest, kindest and the list goes on. However he would reject every single one of them. Why?

Because Jeon Jungkook is a hopeless romantic.

Hopelessly waiting for his so-called ‘soulmate’ that he could spend the rest of his life with, living a Disney fantasy. Silly, really. His friends would remind him to give up the silly idea and just settle down already.

But who would’ve though he would be meeting her so soon?

And when Y/N shyly asks Jungkook whether they could have a talk in the library, the boy just couldn’t find it in himself to refuse. Especially when she looked as cute as she did trying to avoid his eyes while picking at her perfectly manicured nails.

Jungkook stiffly followed her through the hallways of the school while the girl in-front skipped with every step she took with her hands still clasped behind her back.

He finds the action endearing, especially when he could see the red crescent moon shapes imprinted in the ball of her hand from her nails. He smiled at it before a hard slap on his shoulder interrupts his thoughts.

“Huh?!”

He whips his head around to see a girl with a yellow binder in her hand, raised above her head with an angered look. “Pervert! You’re no golden boy!” Jungkook’s eyes grow wide as he rubs the spot he was hit on. “What?!” He screeches, feeling nervous with the amount of students beginning to take notice of the situation.

Y/N spins on her heel and turns to face the situation with a tilt of her head and a curious look on her pretty features. “Huh? Saeyong? What’s wrong?”

Ah. Y/N knows this crazy lunatic.

Jungkook turns to look at her with a pleading look, begging for her to save him in this situation. Saeyong instead huffs her hair out of her face and lowers her binder, not before sending a nasty glare to Jungkook who just stares at her in absolute confusion.

“This…! Guy…was perving at your butt, Y/Nie!” Gasps are heard from the other students who have circled around the trio. Saeyong crosses her arms triumphantly over her chest. Jungkook is quick to wave his hands in defence with an intense blush over his cheeks.

“HUH?! N-No! Y-You’ve got it all wrong, i swear!” Oh no. Barely 10 minutes of knowing his soulmate and things have already gone wrong. Why did life have to be so cruel to him?

He faces Y/N who seems to be completely and utterly clueless of the situation. She blinks at Jungkook before blinking against Saeyong. “Huh? No he wasn’t.” Saeyong scoffs. “Of course he was! I saw him!”

Jungkook opens his mouth to deny again but before he could, Y/N turns to face him. “Were you staring somewhere you shouldn’t be?” She tilts her head again with her bambi eyes peering at Jungkook’s worry-filled ones.

“No! I swear, i wasn’t!” The girls go quiet, waiting to hear what his reason for staring there actually was. “Liar-” “Let’s hear him out, unnie.” Saeyong huffs again, glaring daggers at Jungkook who fiddles with his fingers absentmindedly. “I-I…”

“I noticed that you pressed your nails too deep in your hands…i-i…i-it’s not good if it’s leaving marks.” He meekly points at Y/N’s hands who turns to look at them. Saeyong immediately gasps and runs towards her, taking her hands into her own.

“I told you to stop doing this, Y/Nie!” Y/N blushes beet red, shuffling on her feet before pulling her hoodie sleeves over her hands to hide them. “It’s a habit, unnie.” She mumbles shyly. Saeyong sighs, ruffling Y/N’s hair affectionately. “A habit you need to get rid of.”

Jungkook stands animatedly, hands glued to his side as he nervously watches the two mumble incoherently to eachother. His eyes eventually find Y/N’s who sends him a comforting smile before nudging Saeyong who huffs and glares at Jungkook.

“Look, i’m sorry for accusing you of whatever…and thanks for pointing out her nails. Or whatever.” She avoids eye-contact picking up her yellow binder to slam into her locker angrily. “Good going, Sayeongie!” Y/N sends two thumbs up to the elder who just waves her off with the tiniest smile evident.

Jungkook blinks at the interaction, facing Y/N who turns back on her heel, hands now in her pockets as she begins walking through the crowd that starts dissipating. “Come on! We still gotta figure out your timetable!” She spins on her heel, walking backwards as she sends Jungkook a harmless wink that sends multiple arrows through his heart.

“Okay…”

A week has past.

Though it seems like eons have passed with how close the two have gotten. Jungkook has learned that Y/N bakes in her free time, she even showed up to one of their sessions with 4 fairy cakes. 3 with the traditional rainbow sprinkles and one with purple sprinkles. He had raised his brow at the odd one out, questioning her when she blushed shyly.

“That’s the special one i made for you. The rest are for your friends! Yours has jelly filling, none of the others do.”

Jungkook had smiled so wide that day. And also that day, he had drawn a picture of her owned cat, his name being Pocky and living in her dorm room.

Since then, it had been a friendly competition of who can give the better gifts. The day after that, Y/N had given him a a double layer strawberry and cream cake— his favourite as she had learned.

“It’s made with love. So you can’t top that!” The line send flutters to the poor boy’s heart, refusing to share a single slice or even a single strawberry with any of his whining friends who childishly ignored him for the rest of the day.

That brings us to today where our favourite boy has managed to find a way to top her gift.

Jungkook had walked in the library with a giant 18x24 canvas tucked under his armpit and a box of her favourite donuts— original glazed.

He couldn’t help but feel extremely excited for her reaction seeing her sitting there on their usual table somehow looking prettier every day.

So, yes, whatever. Jungkook have developed a huge crush on the girl. So what? Everyone saw it coming. Jimin had saw it coming from a mile way, as he usually does. He started giving him dating advice such as gifting flowers and chocolates (though Jimin has never had a serious relationship before).

Of course Jungkook ignored him and instead focused on gifting her what he does best.

Art.

That night, he bought a £30 canvas from his local arts&crafts store with the intention of her smiling face imprinted in his love-corrupted mind.

He drew exactly what had been lulling him to sleep these last few weeks. He drew her straight from memory, her face completely etched in his mind.

And after 4 hours of straight water colour and art (and a few slices of her cake eaten), he had successfully completed his artwork in time for their next tutoring session.

Since their first session, his grades have significantly improved. Even Principal Song acknowledging it— reminding him the month was almost over and that their tutoring sessions was almost over too.

The thought had initially dulled his mind until he remember the project.

He had even added a little surprise on the back of the canvas in the little confidence he had sparked during his project hours.

That, which, i will not mention.

She had sat at their table in a cute baby blue dress that seemed to hug her body exceptionally well, highlighting everything. She had clipped her hair back in a white claw clip and was wearing some Mary Janes on her feet.

Jungkook was 80% nervous and 20% confident. Well, that 20% was slowly decreasing to a 4% with every step he took closer to her and her figure becoming more and more HD in his eyes.

She tilted her head upwards, spotting him and her lips stretching in a wide smile. “Kookie!” Jungkook’s heart melted, as it does every morning when she lurches forward to encase his body in a hug.

She pulled away slowly much to Jungkook’s demise and pointed to the canvas. “What’s that?” She asked, a pout resting on her pink lips.

“It’s my gift, for you. My last one ever.” Y/N’s face dropped at his last words. In all honestly, she loved his gifts. They were always so thoughtful and unique. They were so special to her because they all represented Jungkook. Whether it be through his mannerisms, personality or just him overall.

She masked her disappointment with curiosity instead, leaning forward to try and take a peek.

Jungkook smiled, handing it to her. “Here,” he mumbled, scanning her face for any reaction.

And boy, did she give a reaction.

If a reaction meant immediate tears then sure, she gave one.

Jungkook’s face dropped completely, putting the portrait aside to rush over to her side and hold her gently, letting her cry on his shoulder. A million thoughts ran through his mind.

‘Did she not like it? Was it too much? Am i being too forward? Maybe i should’ve take Jimin’s advice!’

He bit his lip gently, her silky hair tickling the bottom of his chin as her shoulders shook with sobs from her hoarse throat.

Y/N raised her head eventually with red rimmed, puffy eyes and a red tipped nose. “No one has ever done something like this for me before…!” Jungkook smiled behind all of his nervousness now that he knows she likes it. (Though that was an understatement)

He was seriously considering throwing the portrait away afterwards if she didn’t like it.

Hell, if she didn’t like his hairstyle he would change it within an instant. After all, he only wanted to look good for her. Good enough, to be hers.

“I’m going to hang this up in my dorm!” She declared, hugging it close to her body while Jungkook scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. Her once crying face had now disappeared and contorted to that of a child at an amusement park as her grip on the canvas tightened as if it would disappear under her hold.

She just couldn’t stop staring at the artwork.

He had an managed to capture her insecurities and turned them into something she could learn to love. Such as the way a single small strand of hair stuck up at her roots. She had always hated that— thinking it ruined every hairstyle she tried.

He had captured the shine and sparkle in her eyes, the slight dip in her right cheek in the smiling portrait of her as well as the beauty mark on the tip of her nose.

“A-Ah, i’m glad you like it, Y/N” He has thought of so many different ways to reply in his head but opted for the most casual one— somehow while also still sounding like a fool in love.

“Like it? I love it! It’s the best gift i’ve ever received! I can’t possibly top this!”

Seeing her upmost gratitude towards him, Jungkook suddenly felt a surge of confidence swoosh through his awkward body. “Well, you can top it some way.”

Y/N stared at him expectantly, hope flooding through her heart as well as a red hue covering her cheeks at the way his honey eyes searched all over her face. “What? Tell me, how can i possibly top this?”

From the angle of the way she held the canvas, Jungkook can see the special surprise he hid on the underside. And now suddenly his confidence dropped to a whopping 0%.

“A-Ah…w-well…” Suddenly everything felt hot. The air felt compressed and Jungkook felt like his air supply was closing in on him. Why does it feel so tight? He tried to breathe. He really tried, but his throat just wasn’t working. His lips wouldn’t open and no words could leave.

He couldn’t do this. Who was he kidding? He was no confident guy.

“Jungkook?” Her voice rang in his ears, and he finally mustered up the courage to face her worried look with crease brows and a frown adoring her face.

“Huh?”

Y/N smiled. “Do you want to sit down for a while? We can share the donuts.” She nudged her head towards the sealed untouched box that had been long forgotten about.

Jungkook took a deep gust of air into his lungs.

“Um…-”

“Oh? What’s this?” Jungkook felt the air once again get pushed out of his chest when he saw her holding a neon pink post-it that was once stuck on the back of the canvas.

“T-That-!…”

She read it intently, horror evading Jungkook’s features when he couldn’t read her expression. Oh god. He should have never wrote that.

Finally, she lifted her head and turned the post-it to face Jungkook and his horror-struck face. One night he chose to be selfish and pursue the one thing he has ever wanted in his entire life and now, it's going to lead him to rejection. All Jungkook wants to do now is curl up in a ditch and die.

"You misspelt 'Eugene'..." Y/N eventually speaks up, hiding her cheeky smile with a bite of her lower lip. And oh, would you look at that. He really did misspell it.

Jungkook holds the piece of paper between his trembling fingers with a shake in his gaze. No, how did he manage to embarass himself further?!

'Stupid! How could I misspell it to Eugeene?!'

He feels so utterly embarrassed and defeated he can't bring himself to lift his head and apologise to the girl of his dreams. How tired would he have been to misspell it that badly and not notice?! He really should've taken Jimin's advice.

"Jungkook-ah..."

This is it. This is the one thing he saw coming- that he knew was going to come back and bite him in his tensed buttcheeks! His hands sweat as he holds the post-it, clammy and strained. His irises shake unnervingly, re-reading the silly paper over-and-over again wishing this was all just a dream. Stupid, stupid, stupid! He could've chosen a better pick-up line instead of a stupid Disney reference!

'Will you be the Rapunzel to my Eugeene?'

He has the urge to squeeze his eyes shut and pray for his friends to come and save him this very moment- he'll even willingly go through the trouble of hearing Jimin's reprimanding voice of 'you should've taken my advice' as well as Taehyung and Hoseok's consistent mocking of 'the golden boy' for the rest of the school year if it meant escaping this very moment.

And when he finally does lift his head he meets the very overjoyed L/N Y/N with her usual widened grin. What Jungkook does notice, however, is the very pigmented red blush covering her cute cheeks as well as her nails once again creating dent marks in the heels of her hands. The golden boy frowns, with very clammy hands, he grabs hers in his own hold, promptly ignoring the slight shake in them from her warm touch. She slowly retracts her nails from the marks, letting Jungkook run the pad of his thumb over the marks.

'Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod, what am I DOING?! She probably thinks I'm a weirdo, gosh! Why do you keep embarrassing yourself, Jeon Jungkook, huh?! And my hands are so sweaty, how humiliating! I better-'

Jungkook quickly with an audible gulp of saliva, retracts his hands and rubs them vigorously on the fabric of his jeans, failing to notice Y/N's disappointed look. She purses her lips, leaving her arms to hang idly by her sides.

'Why did he let go? Were my hands rough or something? OH GOSH! DID I MAKE HIS HANDS SWEAT TOO MUCH?! How embarrassing! How can I face him now?!'

Y/N shyly turns her gaze to the donuts left on the table before clearing her throat. "What...what did your note mean? And, h-how did you know i love Tangled?!"

Her usual cheery tone returns and Jungkook is thankful she doesn't bring up the awkward moment with his sweating hands. But when the words finally register in his mind, it goes blank.

'What...'

She doesn't understand the note even though her favourite movie is Tangled? Jungkook feels a mix of emotions, crashing down onto him like a large tsunami wave that he still wishes he could drown in.

Well for one, they share the same favourite movie, but then again, he wasn't exactly rejected nor accepted.

"You...don't know what the note means?" Y/N tilts her head with a meek look. "Um...no, sorry. I hope it means you're not going to take me away from my home and help me find out I'm a lost princess for some kingdom." She laughs, hands once again clasped securely behind her back.

Jungkook looks at her with affection and endear in his gaze. 'You're already a princess in my heart.' Jungkook laughs along with her joke, silently thankful that the conversation has taken a light-hearted turn. For a moment there he forgot about the post-it note fiasco and how his whole body had burnt with embarrassment beforehand.

"So...what does the note mean?"

Jungkook freezes, mentally cursing out his past self at 2am that morning. "W-Well..." And lo-and-behold, Park Saeyong has come to ruin Jungkook's chances once again. The boy lowers his gaze and glues his lips together upon seeing the 24/7 angry girl run her way over.

"He's asking you out, girl!" Saeyong cheers, aggressively patting the younger girl's back so hard she splutters out a choke. "H-Huh?!" The poor girl is clueless to almost about everything. Saeyong chuckles, "oh, Y/Nie, my incredibly stupid friend, he wants to know whether you'd be his girlfriend!"

And so hearing this, Jungkook acts quickly without thinking as he usually does. This time, he quickly waves his hands in dismissal as heat creeps up his neck to cover his face in an embarrassing shade of pink. "N-No! T-That's not-!" In the midst of his rambling, Y/N's shoulders sink as does her hopes of becoming his potential lover. Her bottom lip juts out sadly as well as her almond eyed evidently losing their sparkle.

'But I want to be his Rapunzel'

Saeyong acts fast and grabs her handy yellow binder to whack the golden boy on the back of his head. She continues whacking him over-and-over again, even when he tries to get her to stop. Y/N gasps and runs forward to defend him with her hand catching the yellow binder in her friend's hand. "Stop, unnie!" Saeyong's eyebrows dips, putting her hands on her hips as she stares at the younger girl. "Why should I, huh? He hurt your feelings!" Jungkook stands at his full height from behind Y/N and rubs his arm with a pained expression. Y/N mimics Saeyong's pose with her own hands on her hips with her own angry expression. "You still shouldn't hit him!" Saeyong drops her hands, her expression softening at her.

"Y/N. I know how much you like him, and it hurts me knowing that he just did this to you."

Jungkook feels his heart lurch in his throat, eyes blown wide and lips parted. 'Is this a dream? Ohmygod, I think I might just cry and shove my hands in my chest to give my heart to her. For real'

Y/N goes still, taking in a deep breath before spinning on her heel to face the very boy that has been clouding her mind ever since their first meeting. 'Here goes nothing'

"Kookie."

Jungkook meets her gaze, opening his mouth to say the very thing that's been bugging him day-in day-out. "Y/N."

Y/N blinks, a little startled with her seriousness in his tone- though she can hear the slight waver too but she chose to ignore it as her heart was beating far louder. She nods to her name, not trusting herself to speak as her voice may accidentally break- and she can't handle that embarrassment.

"I-I..." Jungkook looks up to meet her eyes but can see his three incredibly dumb friends silently cheering him on from behind one bookcase. He stops his sentence, narrowing his eyes that contain an angry flare in them. 'What the hell are they doing?'

Y/N tilts her head at Jungkook's lack of attention, slowly turning her head around in an attempt to see what the heck was going on. Jungkook sees this and panics- evidently blurting out the rest of his words without thinking as usual. "I like you a lot, Y/N!" The said girl freezes, facing Jungkook again as her mind goes haywire. Words can't seem to formulate. Jungkook can see her apprehension and suddenly all his confidence once again plummets to the ground.

"I-I have for...a long time..." Y/N is silent for a second before she breaks out into an extra wide grin that bunches up her cheeks. "I would very much like you to be my Flynn Rider!" Jungkook smiles big, wrapping his arms around her waist to hug her to his body.

He doesn't think he's ever experienced such joy in his entire life before. Not when he got accepted into the football team, no, not even then. Now? He feels like a million fireworks have gone off in the pits of his stomach, like his heart has burst and everything just seems a whole lot more vibrant.

As their laughs settle down, it is only then when Jungkook becomes aware of the position they are in. Jungkook blushes, quickly putting her down with a clear of his throat. "S-So...is that a yes to being my girlfriend...?" Y/N's laugh sends flutters straight to his poor heart- it has been through a lot recently. "Yes, silly."

Jungkook presses a timid kiss to her knuckles, a smile spreading as he does so. "I'm glad."

Maybe soulmates do exist after all.

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