"I have to go to his place," I grumbled as I got out of the elevator. "My mom said that he recommended it since his house was more comfortable for studying." I adjusted my bag, holding my phone against my ear. "Jin hyung, I'm scared."

"Just stand your ground," Seokjin encouraged. "Clarify, that he is your tutor and only your tutor. If he puts a hand on you, then you have a right to defend yourself. I'm just getting to the café. I want you to call me as soon as you get done or if he bothers you."

"Alright," I said, hanging up and shoving my phone in my pocket. I went up to the apartment door that was supposed to be Yoongi's and knocked on it.

No answer.

I knocked again.

The door opened and Yoongi mischievous smile at me which makes me annoyed.

"Right on time," he said, moving aside to let me in. I sighed and stepped in, taking my shoes off before I gazed at him.

"I'm here to get better in school, that's it," I said firmly.

"Naturally," he said with a nod as he closed the door. "Come, you want to be comfortable." He went over to the couch and sat down.  I sat next to him and pulled out my textbooks. "Today, we should start with math."

"Ugh," I groaned as I picked out the right book before I got out a notebook and a pencil. "I hate this class."

"I'm not surprised," he said, moving closer to me. "Let me see how you do." I frowned, but focused on my assignment, trickling through a problem until he suddenly put a hand on my back.

"D-don't touch me," I said, pulling away. "Just don't touch me."

"Why do you care if I do that?" he asked curiously. "I'm trying to see what you're doing."

"Don't touch me," I said again.

"I bet Bogum wouldn't be as touchy as you are," he blurted.

That did it. I hit him with my notebook harshly before I got up.

"Fuck you!" I snapped. "I'm telling my mom about how horrible you are. You're not helping me at all." I put all my things in my bag and moved to leave, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me down to him.

"You've got another spanking coming," he warned. I jerked away from him and got up again.

"You're horrible," I said with a huff. "I hope I never see you again." I grabbed my things and stormed out, taking the stairs just so I could get away from him faster. The minute I got outside, I just started walking. I didn't even take time to put my shoes on, I simply carried them. I perked up when I saw Taehyung.

"Oh, Tae-Tae!" I called out before running over to him. I hugged him tightly.

"Jimin, are you done already?" he asked as he hugged me back. "Why aren't you wearing your shoes?"

"I had to get away from him, he's horrible to me," I whined out. "Why are you here? Did Jin send you?"

"He did," he said with a nod. "He wanted me to be here to make sure you were okay. My brother drove me a few blocks up from here, and then I sort of... abandoned him." He scratched his nape from embarrassment.

"Joon will be mad," I said, smiling at his words.

"Jimin!"

I froze in place and yelped. Yoongi had followed me outside? Seriously? What the hell was his problem? I quickly hid behind Taehyung and hugged his waist.

"Jimin, you really need to come back inside so we can get to work on your math," Yoongi insisted. "And who's this?"

"My boyfriend," I exclaimed out. Taehyung let out a noise.

"What?" Taehyung whine.

I lowered my voice. "Play along, please."

"That's right, I came to see if he was alright," Taehyung explained.  "After hearing what happened last time, I got worried about him." he defended me.

"Oh, well, you should know that I'm simply tutoring him," Yoongi admitted. "I'm just making sure he does better with his schoolwork."

"Kim Taehyung!"

Oh, good, Namjoon was joining us. Maybe he could scare Yoongi off.

"H-hey, Hyung," Taehyung said nervously.

"You don't get to fucking run off like that!" Namjoon scolded as he came over and jerked Taehyung away from me. "You scared the fuck out of me."

"I'm sorry, I had to make sure Jimin was alright," Taehyung insisted.

"N-namjoon, I- "I said. Namjoon didn't even acknowledge me.

"We're going home, Tae," he snapped as he dragged Taehyung off to his car. "Clearly you need to be reminded about what happens when you do this shit to me," I whined sharply and glanced at Yoongi.

"Come on," Yoongi said, offering his hand.

"No," I said, shaking my head.

"Looks like your faking boyfriend leaves you! " He blurted out. "Come on," he insisted, coming over to me and grabbing my wrist. He pulled me back towards the apartment building. "You don't even have shoes on." He dragged me all the way back to his apartment before releasing me. Stayed by the door and dropped my things, hugging myself.

I didn't like this.

 I didn't feel comfortable with any of this.  

I didn't know what he would do to me now.

"I want to go home," I said quickly when he came back over to me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me over to the couch before putting me across his lap. "No! Let go!" He spanked me without warning.

"Hold still," he said when I squirmed and struggled to get free. "You're being a bratty little baby again. You need to behave, Jimin." He spanked me again. I yelped and pushed myself off his lap, crawling away from him. He came over and pulled me off the floor before he practically threw me onto the couch. He sat on my lap and kept me in place.

"Get off me!" I cried out. I push on his chest, but he grabbed my wrist and pinned me for more.

"Stop it," he said firmly.

"No!" I shrieked as I tried to get out from under him.

"Commitment is to what?" he asked suddenly. I whimpered and gazed up at him. "Commitment is to what?" I opened my mouth to answer. "In English."

"Loy... loyalty," I said.

"Betrayal is to what?" he asked with a smile.

"D-dis... disloy... disloyalty," I said, struggling a little. He moved off me and helped me sit up.

"You might think I'm a monster, but I'm going to get you better at this," he pointed out. "But you have to be a mature, young man.  You can't be a baby." I stayed quiet. "If you want to be a baby, I'll treat you like one. If you want to be a young man, I'll treat you like one." I let out a shaky breath.

"What! " I stumble on his word.

"Your mother signs a contract with me, she can't do anything about your baby attitude of yours." He grabbed my jaw. "Like I said, stop being a baby, act like a young man and I will treat you like a one!" He releases, seated beside me.  " I know, I offended you about comparing between you and your brother, he's good about anything. Act like him, be like him and you'll rewarded." He handed me bottled water.

"O-okay," I mumbled.

"Okay," he said back. "Now, let's try the math again. This time no running away!" I nodded.

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