Why Are You Everywhere? | Yoonmin FF

12. Operation: Switch Tutors

Jungkook sighed dramatically, flopping back on his chair. "Hyung, let’s be honest. Do you really see me getting better at math?"

Yoongi deadpanned. "No. I see you making me lose brain cells."

Jungkook gasped, clutching his chest like he’d been personally attacked. "Hyung, that was uncalled for!"

Yoongi crossed his arms, his gaze unwavering. "If you don’t start taking this seriously, I’m calling the principal and getting you a tutor who won’t go easy on you."

Jungkook’s eyes widened. "No, no! I’ll study, I swear! Let’s try again!"

Yoongi sighed. "Good. Now, what’s 12 divided by 4?"

Jungkook grinned. "Easy! Banana!"

Yoongi nearly flipped the table.

Jungkook barely dodged the flying eraser that Yoongi hurled at him. "YAH! HYUNG! VIOLENCE IS NOT THE ANSWER!"

Yoongi cracked his knuckles menacingly. "And yet, somehow, it feels like the only solution to dealing with you."

Jungkook pouted dramatically, rubbing his "wounded" heart. "Hyung, you’re supposed to be my mentor, not my oppressor."

Yoongi rolled his eyes. "I am mentoring you. I’m mentoring you to use your brain for something other than flirting with Namjoon-hyung and stuffing your face with ramen."

Jungkook gasped. "EXCUSE ME? Flirting?! With MY Namjoon-hyung? I would never!"

Yoongi raised an eyebrow. "Oh really? Then what was that whole ‘Hyung, your muscles are so cool, can I touch them?’ yesterday?"

Jungkook blinked. "That was.... scientific curiosity!"

Yoongi snorted. "Right. And I suppose the way you nearly fainted when he smiled at you was also part of your research?"

Jungkook crossed his arms. "Hyung, you’re being unreasonable. Everyone faints when Namjoon-hyung smiles. That’s just a fact."

Yoongi ignored him and pointed at the book again. "Whatever. Back to studying. Solve this problem, and if you get it wrong, you’re doing 50 push-ups."

Jungkook gasped in horror. "HYUNG, NO! MY ARMS ARE PRECIOUS!"

Yoongi smirked. "Then use your brain before I make you use your arms."

Jungkook whimpered, looking at the problem like it was his mortal enemy. "This is bullying, I swear. If I fail this test, just know that my last wish is to be buried next to Namjoon-hyung."

Yoongi groaned and smacked Jungkook’s head lightly with the book. "Focus, idiot!"

--

Meanwhile, in the other room, Taehyung and Jimin were lying on the floor, barely paying attention to Namjoon’s lesson.

"Jimin, do you think Jungkook is suffering?" Taehyung asked.

Jimin smirked. "Oh, absolutely. And I love it."

Namjoon sighed, rubbing his temples. "Are you two even listening to me?"

Taehyung and Jimin blinked.

"....Yes?"

Namjoon sighed for the hundredth time that evening, staring at the two disasters in front of him. He had agreed to tutor them, but now he was seriously questioning his life choices.

Taehyung was at least trying....he was scribbling down notes, nodding occasionally, and even answering a few questions correctly. Jimin, on the other hand, was in his own dramatic world.