BTS Oneshots Part 1

Family Issues (Yoonmin)

Edited~

I am super proud of this one! <3 BTW it's kinds long

(For the purpose of this ff assume that they are close in age lol)

Yoongi is known as the "bad boy" of the school

Always late

Always sleeping during class

Never doing his homework

Failing every test

He was the classic trouble maker.

Jimin is the complete opposite. The standard teacher's pet.

Acing every test

Going above and beyond on every homework assignment

Barely sleeping at night to finish the project early. 

Yoongi has an F in every class. In order for him to pass Junior year, he needs to bring it up to a C+. His guidance counselor pairs him with Jimin for tutoring.

"Is meeting at your house okay? Mine isn't the cleanest."

"Whatever."

"Cool. Here's my number so just text me a time and your address and we can meet up."

"I don't think so."

"Why?"

"I'm not in the mood for homework."

"We should still get it done. The sooner you get it done, the sooner you can sleep."

"Fine. Just come to my house now so we can get this over with."

"Alright."

They both get in Yoongi's car and he drives them to his house. Jimin timidly follows Yoongi up to his room. Surprisingly it's totally clean. 

"Okay. So I think we should start with math because that's the easiest to catch up on. And then we could work through the main subjects and then any electives you have."

"Can we not do math?"

"Okay. English then?"

"Okay."

Suddenly the front door opens downstairs and loud footsteps climbing the stairs. 

"MIN YOONGI YOU LITTLE- oh hello Jimin."

"Hello."

Jimin stares wide-eyed at the tall muscular man in front of him.

"That you so much for helping my son."

"It's no problem."

"But really, thank you. You just let my wife know how much to pay you, okay."

"It's okay sir. I'm not doing it for the money."

"You should still be paid a good amount for dealing with him."

"It's okay sir. I really don't mind."

"If you insist"

"I do."

"Okay. I'll leave you guys to it. Treat our guest well, Min Yoongi."

"Of course, father."

"Good."

His dad leaves and shuts the bedroom door behind him.

"Does he always speak to you like that?"

"Come on. Let's get this over with."

It was almost 12 when Jimin said he needed to leave.