Math Tutor

author: springrain21

length: chaptered

word count: 11,736

rating: T

author’s summary:

Min Yoongi is the school’s resident Bad Boy™. He’s covered in tattoos, is pierced, curses like a sailor, smokes like crazy, doesn’t give a shit about anything, possesses a hot temper that has people steering clear of him, and is desperately in love with Park Jimin, the adorable math nerd. When Jimin is tasked with tutoring Yoongi in math, who is in danger of failing the class and being held back a year, both boys are hesitant. Yoongi because he can’t think straight around the boy with startling red hair, and Jimin because Yoongi is scary as hell and looks like he can easily kill someone. Gradually, though, the two grow closer, and Jimin finds that Yoongi is nothing like how he’d imagined.

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anonymous asked:

I don't know if you've done that before but enterprise mckirk with Jim growing a nice beard and Leonard having to fight off new admirers of the captain with a stick so to speak :)

I am so on board srsly. 

  • Bones never found himself attracted to masculine features. Sure, Jim is all-round attractive, but it’s never a physical attribute that stands out to him, more the man behind these good looks. That is, until he doesn’t see Jim for a week or two. Because York Town is reserved for Joanna, and when they fly out again, life sort of just gets in the way of being close to Jim until their first conference meeting.
  • Jim arrives late, as usual, because that’s never anything new. He walks into the room while Bones is mid-sentence, explaining the new medical report to the rest of the staff. And when Jim walks in, Bones is instantly distracted because what is that? It’s not a full beard, at all. Just a slightly messy, longer than strictly-allowed scruff, and there’s a slight grey peering through, and it’s the most mesmerizing thing besides those icy blue eyes. Bones doesn’t even realize he’s stopped speaking, until Uhura nudges his side gently. “Doctor? You were saying?” Clearing his throat, Bones looks away and focuses on his PADD instead. “Right,” he says, “let’s continue.”
  • Jim knows. He absolutely knows. Maybe not immediately, but after the second time Jim catches Bones staring, that ego just kind of oozes off of him. Smug grin, his own fingers lazily scratching that perfectly unkempt scruff. He’s purposely trying to draw Bones’ attention now, and Bones does his best to ignore it.
  • “Doctor McCoy,” Jim says when everyone gets up to leave, and the way he says it just sends shivers down Bones’ spine, “stay for a bit? I missed the introduction of your medical update.” “Since when do you care?” Bones counters, “it’s not like you actively read my reports-” “Just fucking stay,” Jim interrupts him, and Uhura snorts at that. “I’ll let Spock know you’re delayed,” she tells Jim. Bones watches her leave, then his attention turns back to Jim. “What was that all about?” “I could ask you the same question,” Jim replies, just casually leaning back in his chair, and he looks at Bones so fondly despite a cocky smile. “C’m here,” Jim continues, getting up and leaning in to press a kiss to Bones’ lips, “I missed you.” “You missed your razor, too,” Bones points out, and Jim laughs. “You dig it,” he replies, and Bones opens his mouth to protest that, but honestly, he can’t. Because it’s true, he absolutely digs it. And pretty quickly, Bones finds those lips on his neck, warm hands pushing up his shirt. “No medical update, then?” Bones asks, a little breathlessly, and Jim laughs. “Since when do I care?” 
  • So, Bones is into that beard. He’s really, really into it. Enough to endure heated makeout sessions in the turbo lift, or to allow Jim to interrupt Bones in his office. Hell, even on the Bridge. Skipping lunch is something Bones is generally quite opposed to, but hey, if there’s ever a reason to skip lunch, it’s because his already attractive boyfriend suddenly amped up looking even more attractive. Jim loves it, too, smug as ever about this newfound passion he didn’t even know could be improved in the first place.
  • But Bones isn’t the only one who thinks Jim looks great this way. Cadets are flirting with him more, and though Jim likes the attention, he’s never particularly interested in any crew members, besides Bones. When they make a stop on a planet barely bigger than Riverside, containing nothing more than a few houses, a bar and a refuel station, Jim finds himself getting attention from the locals, too.
  • Bones isn’t a jealous person. Because, really, Jim and himself are steady. Exclusive, and have been for a while now. And Bones is used to Jim getting attention. But that doesn’t mean he likes it when men, women, and aliens hit on Jim just while the two of them are quietly enjoying a drink in the bar; be it on the Enterprise of anywhere else. And after the so many'th girl approaching Jim, that Bones just leans in and kisses him right in front of her. “What happened to ‘discreet in public’?” Jim asks. “To hell with that,” Bones says, and Jim grins. “To hell, indeed.”
  • Gone is Jim’s beard when Bones wakes up in the morning. “You shaved it.” “Yeah,” Jim says, towel around his waist and rubbing the little cut on his cheek, because really, it’s not like Jim ever had the patience to shave properly, “I think it was time, before it got too out of control. The hair. Not your undivided attention.” Bones smiles, running his fingers over those now-smooth cheeks, and grinning when Jim straddles his lap. “You still dig the unshaven look, too?” Jim asks, and Bones rolls his eyes, pulling the other in with a smirk. “Barely.”

The Alec & Simon dynamic is probably one of my fave things to write about. Like Alec being 100% done with Simon on the one hand but they also are friends and care for each other on the other hand, you know?

In other news, yes, I need more of that on the show. Especially when Simon starts dating Izzy and Alec will find out. I am already dying at the thought itself. It will be GLORIOUS.

More “wtf are humans, please leave the rest of us be” stuff:

Human reactions to fear!

No, I’m not talking about screaming or freezing in one spot and pissing yourself. I’m talking about the weirder, more specific-to-only-humans fear reactions.

Like singing.

Idk how many of you have watched people play horror video games, but a surprising amount of people start narrating what’s going on in a sing-song voice.

Imagine being an alien, walking in a horrific, dark tunnel with these weird gangly creatures, you’re all scared out of your wits and then one of them starts fucking singing.

In a dark cave. While everyone’s terrified.

“ ♫ ~We are all gonna fucking die, this is terrible and I wanna go hooooome~ ♬ ”