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‘ You are our only hope! Please Joonie!’
Those words had convinced Namjoon to take this tutoring job even though he was really too busy to tutor anybody.
Seokjin was never usually one to ask for anything (he was much better at demanding, but in a… sweet way that was wholly him, and not rude), so for him to pretty much be begging Namjoon for something, was more than enough to make the already overworked PhD student actually not just consider, but also agree to tutor his cousin.
Even tho Namjoon and Seokjin had been friends for almost 6 years since they both started university, he had never actually met this cousin that Seokjin always spoke so highly off. Which okay was a little weird, since Jungkook did go to the same university as them, he was in the last year of his bachelor's, so a little weird.
Still, whenever Namjoon brought it up, Seokjin would just laugh, boop him on the nose and go “I don’t like to share.” which sounded crazy since, A) they weren’t dating and B) they already had multiple mutual friends so it wasn’t as if Seokjin didn’t already share him.
So, yeah… Namjoon was gonna tutor Jungkook.
‘ He is not stupid he is just… easily distracted, and tends to say the first thing that comes to mind.’ Jungkook was there on a hockey scholarship, and there was no doubt from anybody that he was gonna end up doing it professionally, but he was required to do a certain amount of science classes and had left his two hardest ones for his last semester, meaning that he was not stuck needing a tutor as he was struggling to get through it while also finishing up his hockey season.
That was where Namjoon was coming in, he was gonna make sure that Jungkook didn’t actually fail and ruin the rest of his life.
‘ He might look scary and stereotypical alpha, but I swear, he is just a puppy. I promise!’ Namjoon really regretted that he had never gone to any of the hockey games, so he could actually know exactly what Jungkook looked like as he waited in the library for the young alpha to arrive, he was trying to get his notes in order, who knew that a PhD in omega studies really did require this many interviews to be done.
Really, somebody should have warned him exactly how much work a PhD was, he would still have done it of course, but it would have been nice to have a warning.
With how caught up in his work he was, he didn’t notice when a man moved towards his table, nor did he realise exactly how long said man had stood there until the soft scent of cedar wood find its into his nose, announcing him before his voice did.
“Are you gonna stare at me all day, or do you have something to say?” Namjoon didn’t look up from his paper, he was at this point the lead expert in dealing with alphas just being rude. It was a while since somebody had dared to do or say anything to him, but this was a scent that he didn’t know, not one of the regular knot heads.
“I uhm…” the voice was nice, not too rough like some alphas, nor was it that deep. In all honesty, Namjoon’s voice was probably deeper, actually, it was definitely deeper. It was what made him actually look up to find out who the stuttering voice came from, only to be greeted by the alpha finally finishing his sentence, with a whispered ” pretty.”
Namjoon was not sure what he expected, but what he was greeted by was not it. An alpha, in a loose tank top, not fitting for the still cold spring weather, fully inked sleeves up both arms, going down his shoulders where Namjoon was no longer able to trace them. His face was… softer… than what Namjoon would have expected from an alpha, but that might have something to do with how slack-jawed he seemed to be just looking at Namjoon.
His cheeks both had a piercing giving the impression of dimples, and a snakebite was easily making itself home on his lower lip, while his ears had more metal than an edgy teens iPod in 2000. He was… cute for an alpha.
His long dark hair was tied into a messy tail behind his head, making him seem more like a lost puppy than a scary alpha, but then again that might also be blamed on his lost expression as he just stared at Namjoon “can I help you?” Namjoon tried really hard to not let his eyes slowly run over the man and licking his lips, this man was indeed very pretty.
“I…” again, the cat had seemingly eaten his tongue.
Namjoon raised an eyebrow, “you?”
“I…” the alpha pointed at himself, the confused and flustered expression was clear on his face “Namjoon?” it sounded like a question, and Namjoon really couldn’t stop himself from giggling, he really shouldn’t tease the poor alpha more, but he couldn’t stop himself.
“I am pretty sure I am Namjoon, and not you.”
The alpha was doing his best impression of a tomato as he ran a hand through his hair, well attempted only to get stopped by the fact it was up in a tail still.
“I am Jungkook,” there was a bit of an awkward stutter to the words, but at least the alpha, Jungkook, seemed to be sure of what he wanted to say this time “you are Namjoon right? Seokjin said I could meet you here.”
That made Namjoon look him over one more time, it was not exactly what he had expected for the hockey star, but not in a negative way “Seokjin didn’t say you were soo…” he wasn’t even sure what he was trying to say, awkward? Hot? Alternative?
He didn’t finish his sentence, but Jungkook, seemingly catching just beamed at him, not something typical for an alpha, but somehow fitting him perfectly as Namjoon just looked at him, unsure of what to say. Luckily for them, Jungkook could seemingly speak for both of them as he sat down at the table “Seokjin is always so mean! Don’t believe anything he says! He always likes to tease me, even when we were just kids, and he never lets me forget that he is the older one.” the alpha was full on pouting “also he calls me stupid! I am not stupid, I promise!” puppy dogs eyes were aimed at Namjoon, seemingly trying to get some support from the omega.
“I am sure you aren’t stupid, else I would have agreed to tutor you. Now shall we get started?”
Jungkook wasn’t… stupid. That was probably right, but he was very much an airhead, he got easily distracted and he asked the stupidest questions that Namjoon had ever heard.
The right word to use was probably a himbo, Jungkook was strong, muscled, constantly seemingly half naked, sweet, and not the sharpest spoon in the drawer.
Somehow they went from maths to Jungkook, straight-faced asking Namjoon if he thought mermaids gave birth to live young, or if they laid eggs.
He wasn’t even sure how they got to that topic, something about how the infinity sign looked like a pair of boobs, and mermaids wore seashell bras on said boobs.
Namjoon couldn’t even start to follow whatever twisted logic the other man using, but god he could listen to him speak for hours.
He now also understood why Seokjin had never introduced them because Jungkook was exactly Namjoon’s type. Which their friends had always described as ‘morosexual’. Namjoon was attracted to dumbasses, and dumbasses exclusively, but preferable with big hearts and a soft side they weren’t afraid of showing.
Which was very much Jungkook, who definitely drank his ‘respect’ omegas juice every morning proudly, but without being a ‘ pick me’ alpha, which was nice. Also, the tattoos really did show off his muscles well, giving him a well-built look, that Namjoon was sure came from Hockey.
Overall, he was very pretty. Well, maybe handsome was a better word.
And this, Namjoon already knew, was gonna be a problem, because he fell easy and hard, all of them knew that, and Seokjin’s actions made more sense.
Namjoon really did try to stay on focus and did his best to actually tutor Jungkook, which was a struggle to keep Jungkook on topic, he really was an airhead.
He had agreed to do one session, and one session only, that was his deal with Seokjin, but he was also a weak weak man, and all it took was Jungkook to send him that beaming smile again, and Namjoon somehow agreed to not just tutor Jungkoook again, but tutor him at Jungkook’s own place.
It was first later when he explained to Yoongi what had happened that he realised that he was an omega who had just agreed to go to an alpha’s place, the second time that they had met “You are so stupid.” Yoongi was not even feeling sorry for him, instead just staring at him like he was shocked that Namjoon was able to figure out walking and breathing at the same time.
“No, he is, which is why this happened,” Namjoon grumbled, he was resting his head against the table, disappointed in himself.
“For the love of god Namjoon, can’t you find something better to be attracted to than dumbassery.” Yoongi never pulled any punches, his voice a bit raised as if he couldn’t understand that his best friend was this stupid, especially since Namjoon was meant to be a genius.
“Everything okay here?” Hoseok called as he entered the living room, brushing his hands to remove the flour currently on them. The beta had clearly been alarmed by the near yelling of his mate as he looked between the two omegas trying to find out what was going on.
“Everything is fine, Namjoon is just stupid and decides to go to an unknown alpha’s apartment, just the two of them for a ‘ ’study session’, because he thinks with his hole not his head.”
“Namjoon!” Hoseok looked at him disappointed, as Namjoon just groaned, still not looking up from where he was facepalming the table.
Namjoon loved his friends, he really did, but sometimes it felt as if he had an additional set of parents. That is what he gets from his best friends being mated at the age of 16, they were basically an old married couple already, and they weren't even 30 yet!
Namjoon really needed more single friends, who wouldn’t judge him for exactly which parts of himself he was thinking with, in that moment as he got ready to meet Jungkook for another study session.
Hopefully, he could keep it in his pants, no matter which stupid airhead comment Jungkook decided to say, but he had no hope.