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yaga: Can you tell me what your relationship with Geto Suguru is? gojo: I’m Suguru’s right hand arm. Man. I’m Suguru’s everything. I’m his confidant. His best friend. His silly rabbit yaga: His what? gojo: His silly rabbit. yaga: His silly rabbit? Is that what he calls you? gojo: No.

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Aurora doesn't really understand why Jungkook is throwing so much shit in her face. She had tried to put their past behind them, humble herself and seek his help because she already knew that he was the best advocate to offer such around. He was doing exceedingly well in all of his courses, not even just the one that she needed help with. Anger crippled her insides, leaving her tempted to rip his head off... but she really needed this. If ever there seemed to be a time to "just take it" and get through it, it seemed to be right then.

"Wait," she says quickly, swallowing thickly, "please. I'll pay you." She says quickly, ignoring the arrogant and smug expressions riding on the faces of his friends; this was humiliating... but necessary.

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Biting back a smirk, Jungkook turned back to you, frowning in mock indignance. "Do you think I don't have any money? You just never stop insulting me, do you?" Deciding you've had enough, he let up--just a little. "If you want my help, you'll have to pay up but not with money."

"Here's how it's going to go: for every week I tutor you, you're going to owe me one... favor, shall we call it? You're going to have to do something I ask." His friends snickers got louder at his proposition. Raising an eyebrow at you, he declared: "You can take it or leave it."

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Aurora stared at Jungkook as he taunted her, her irritation heightening as he proves her exact suspicions correct; of course he would take this opportunity to belittle her and make her regret daring ask him for help. She had every reason to throw her hands up and just say ‘screw it’... but she cared too much.

“I just said I need help.” She points out, glancing at his friends who seem to be evesdropping a little and, just like him, they seemed amused by her being in a situation where she needed to humble herself to get the help she needed.

She swallows thickly, looked back at Jungkook and sighed through her nose. She lowers her voice.

“Look, I just need help understanding your process... or developing my own process that improves my work. Please don’t make this about some asinine feud.”

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"Hah," Jungkook scoffed, rolling his eyes. This was why he couldn't help but taunt you; all he could see was you being uptight, acting as if you were better than everyone else. "You're exceedingly arrogant, you know that? You come here asking for my help, after a history of unpleasantness and you've still got a stick so far up your ass that you can't even be bothered to humor anyone."

Turning around, he strode back to his table, taking his sweet time packing his laptop. "Since you think so little of me, it's doubtful I'd be of any help to you," he said in a cloyingly sweet tone. "I'm sure there are people out there better qualified to help you, your highness." Carrying his bag, he sauntered past you, his friends walking with him.

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"Good," he says, relaxing a bit as she agrees to the existence of ground rules, "you're welcome to give me a list of your own... but the ground rules I have for you are pretty simple. Most of them have to do with respect. I understand that we are both adults but if you bring someone home... you know... this is your living arrangement as well but, within reason, please be mindful if I am home. No loud and obnoxious behavior... if you get what I mean. Clean up after yourself. If you make dishes, please do them. It's all self-explanatory. If anything, I just ask for mutual respect. It might seem like it goes without saying but... you'd be surprised."

Seokjin leans into the wall, looking her over subtly again before he sort of catches himself doing it. Then, he breaks his mind free of whatever mental path of destruction he was about to travel down and reminds himself that they are trying to have a talk. "Do you have anything you need to add?"

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I listened to Seokjin's stipulations; mortified when I flushed at what he was implying. When he finished, I nodded, saying: "Not at all, they seem to be enough reasonable rules for both of us to follow." It was actually comforting having proper rules in place.

It was midway through the afternoon, but it seemed a good time to get some groceries and make dinner. "I'm going to the supermarket and then making dinner. If you don't have any plans… well, I guess you might have to catch up on schoolwork since tomorrow is Monday but if you didn't..." Aware that I was rambling in my nervousness, I paused, before speaking again. "I could make dinner for two, it's easier to cook several portions anyway."

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It takes everything in her for Aurora to ignore the sneers and cocky expressions on Jungkook's friends' faces. He focuses on him instead, anxious and uncomfortable but also they both seem all-too aware of her desparation for his help. So, she listens to his demands... and she tries not to show just how much she dreads it. Instead, she takes a moment, sort of steels herself and tries to ignore the many possibilities of the things he could ask of her.

"Okay." She says, tentatively. In her mind, she tries to console herself by reminding herself that she can and will back out if things get to be too much. Jungkook wouldn't dare cross any line that could potentially ruin his reputation... she hopes.

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Jungkook was surprised--he hadn't expected you to be so desperate to take the deal without protest. But he smirked again, thinking of the possibilities for what he could make you do. "Good. Since I'm Korean, we'll count it like Korean age--one favor upon start of the deal, two favors for this first week, three favors for the second week, and so on..." he drawled.

"I'm free after classes, I expect you to show up after my last class. You should adjust to my schedule after all, hmm?" Tossing his hair, he strutted out of the library, followed by his friends.

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Seokjin could see why his mother had gushed over this woman; she was so specifically his mother's ideal type in terms of the girl she wanted him to end up with... it was almost scary. Polite, thoughtful and intelligent. They had just met so it was difficult to say if she would eventually change those opinions but, at least for now, Seokjin could see why his mother was so set on him acknowledging her "high points"; she was already sort of hoping that something happened here.

Seokjin cleared his throat and smiled at the grapes, nodding and gesturing silently at the kitchen.

"Of course. No need to ask. What is mine is yours for the next few months... so make yourself comfortable." He paused, reaching up to rub the back of his neck. "That being said, I feel like there is a fairness to... stating some ground rules before anything goes any further. If you don't mind."

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Relaxing a little, I smiled and headed for the kitchen to put the grapes im the ref. There were fresh ingredients and various sauces in the ref, which told me that Seokjin did some cooking at home. It was probably the thing I most disliked about the dorm, not being to cook, so I looked forward to using the kitchen as well.

At his resolution of rules, I nodded and sat at the kitchen table. "Of course. That would be for the best." Rules were good; as someone who often felt awkward around other people, clarifying expectations was preferable. "I'll of course cover my share of the utilities and the chores; do let me know if there's anything else."

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Seokjin doesn’t realize he hasn’t said anything until she mentions it. Honestly, it’s a little embarrassing but he had been just kind of... taking her in. Her voice is somehow different than he expected.

“Yeah, I attend SNU — what year are you?” He asks conversationally, offering to aid her with her luggage. He takes the biggest ones and allows her to walk in ahead of him, secretly a bit appalled by how heavy her luggage felt. He glanced down at it, wondering if perhaps she came with an entire clothing factory stuffed away in the thing.

The next time she speaks, he looks up, schooling his features, following her gaze.

“Ah, not too much anymore. School has me a bit too occupied. You’re welcome to it, of course. Just don’t break anything.” He snorts slightly, appearing a bit laid back. “Your room is this way.” He gestures with a sharp jerk of his chin.

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"Auntie told me you're also in your fourth year... but I transferred so I have to make up some credits." I said. The stern note which he ended his comment on the Switch felt like a rebuke, so I didn't pursue the matter anymore--I brought my own console anyway.

Heading into the room, I put down my bags before also setting aside the bags he carried. "Thank you for your help." I zipped open the biggest bag and took out a box of plum wine, handing it to Seokjin. "This is for your parents. I know I should visit them, but since you see them regularly…"

I hesitantly touched another package in the suitcase, a box of muscat grapes that Mama had instructed me to share with Seokjin. He had been polite, but quite cold, and I didn't want to appear overly; I knew Mama would be displeased if I missed any courtesies as a guest though. "I'm not sure if you like grapes, but Mama sent some for us to share. Should I put them in the ref..?"

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Seokjin's parents had told him about sharing the apartment with a family friend so, he was prepared for her arrival when she came knocking. He knew very little about her other than the little things his mother had told him; all nice things were said. However, Seokjin seldom too that too to heart given the fact that his mother almost always spoke of certain women rather highly. At his current age, he'd come to recognize it as her attempting to sell her as a potential girlfriend or something. She always seemed to eager for him to find someone, unable to accept his contentment with living the single life.

Either way, when he opens the door, he's not exepcting much. He looks down at her quietly, unable to help but notice that yeah... maybe she is pretty and his mother hadn't been exaggerating about that part...

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Rolling my luggage inside the apartment, I cast about for something to say, feeling awkward that Seokjin hadn't say anything. "I'm an Oriental Painting major in SNU... I believe you're in SNU too..?"

Not wanting another awkward silence, I looked around for something to comment on, and noticed a Switch connected to the TV in the living room. "Oh, isn't that a custom-painted unit?" I asked a little excitedly before remembering myself. "Do you... play games a lot?"