Good, this fanfic satisfies the writer's needs.

I saw the moment and thought about it (my heart is sinful). Anyway, I hope you enjoy it😁

Kim Namjoon has a master's degree and is currently unemployed. Yes, that's me. ‘Namjoon, when are you going to go to work?’ the headman of the house, who was sitting with his friends, asked me. 'Mom, please allow me to teach.' 'This child is a good administrator, but he doesn't want to be a teacher.'

'Namjoon wants to be a teacher, don't you?' Mr. Park turned to me and asked with shining eyes. Would you be interested in trying to be a tutor for Nong Jim? The wages can be paid in the form of Auntie's shares. Let's be stubborn like this. It's a big stock. If you accept it, you'll say it's fake, but yes.

Then let's go to Auntie Tomorrow's house. My aunt's daughter falls in England every year. Namjui, please help me.

Park family house

The second floor room on the far left. 'Mommy, please help me, Namjoon.' 'Yes, you can trust me.'

'Oh, you've come, actually, you don't have to come,' the chubby-cheeked boy greeted me and walked over to the study table. 'Ah, are you serious?' I placed the sheets and books down in front of him.

So white, so soft, I could feel myself staring at him without batting an eye. Those chubby lips were complaining to Upip when he opened the sheet.

'Do you know what? It wasn't difficult for me at all. And it's not difficult for you,' he said while looking at the sheets.

'Do you think that's fair?' I frowned. 'What do you mean? Of course it's fair. 'I don't know what kind of teaching plan you have planned. Actually, I don't feel like it.' He got up and walked over to the bed. 'It doesn't feel like we're starting today.

You just sit down and pass the time, okay?'

'Just stop talking and get up and do your lawyer's work. I'm going to measure your baseline,' I said, tapping my finger on the sheet. 'Don't be so serious.' 'What do you mean?' I said, crossing my arms over my chest. 'Like, do you really think I'll do it?' 'Does that mean you won't?' 'Well, I haven't decided yet.' Very good at wordplay. I sighed and sat down on his study table. 'Oh, you should try it first.'

'No,' the child replied, burying his face in the pillow. 'If I don't care, won't it be a disadvantage to you?' 'No, you just stay here and wait to get the money, that's all good, right? Don't think too much, just sit down. No, just take it easy for 2 hours, won't you?'

"So stop trying."

'Park Jimin, I'm still a tutor. And look at the way you talk.' "Look at the way you talk and complain like an old man. That's right, you're probably a lot older than me.' My eyebrows twitched a little at the kid's words of a lot. 'And that is why you must obey me. So get up.' 'Anyway, don't look like that, just sit back. I will tell my mother that my tutor tried his best to teach me.'

You will get a good profile from your mother. Plus you don't have to be tired at all. Is it ok to just play with little puppies for two hours, then get money and go?

I will be very grateful.

So let's put that sheet away and get it off my face first. That pleading sound 'I told you I don't want your help. It's pointless to tutor? I don't want to. This kid smiled after speaking.

'Then just act cool and take the money home.' I continued to look at his face. 'This is really boring. I told you, if it's about money, I'll talk to Mom myself.'

'What are you doing?' The boy started to back up until he was stuck on the head of the bed when he saw me walking towards him. 'Is this crazy?' I climbed onto the bed. 'You said it yourself, let me stay and play with the little cubs for two hours.'

I use my hand to hold the back of my neck and press a kiss to the top of my mouth. 'Hey, you.' Not waiting for the other person to continue speaking, Namjoon inserts his tongue into the front of his mouth to play with the small man's tongue, not so gently. Namjoon allowed the boy to catch his breath for a moment.

He didn't respond, but he didn't push me away. Heh, 'It's you.' Before Jimin could say anything, Nam kissed him again. and more violent than last time

'Ah' Namjoon is a violent person, he knows this very well. Namjoon's lips parted. speaking in a teasing tone 'Did I steal your first kiss?'

'What will be the first kiss? Not really,' he replied with a face that was red all the way to his ears. So cute. 'Ugh!' Jimin was shocked and moaned from his throat when Namjoon's lips pressed down in a fierce, toothsome kiss. Sharp teeth bit Jimin's lip eagerly, Jimin moaned out in pain. But he felt an unbearable thrill, his little heart suddenly beating faster.

'Go away,' Namjoon smiles evilly. 'I don't want to~' 'I told you to move away.' Namjoon drags Jumin to the middle of the bed and pushes him to sleep. 'What else?' Jimi Turn away 'I know you like to say nice things. And I'll continue,' Namjoon said as he gently ran a hand through his hair. 'I can't.

Namjoon just hummed while still playing with a strand of his hair. It made him more irritated.

Jimin looked shy and nervous for several seconds. But even so, he decided to do what Namjoon ordered. 'I won't be rude. Will listen carefully to what you say. So please.' Jimin, face red with tears in his eyes, said in a flirtatious tone.'

Good boy

Namjoon said before starting the next lesson.