You better not cheat again, Kookie

Chapter Two

"Come in, you have to wash your face."

They enter the bathroom, where there's only a young boy washing his hands. He looks at them curiously, but apparently Yoongi's stern face manages to chase him away. Once they're alone, Jungkook begins to register all the sensations of his body. Pain and humiliation flood him to the point of making his entire body tremble.

His whole backside feels on fire. He leans over the sink breathing heavily, while holding back the urge to rub his ass in front of his hyung. He hadn't been spanked since before he came to BigHit, and he really didn't remember how sensitive that area of his body could be.

"How are you?" Yoongi asks.

Jungkook looks at him in disbelief.

"How do you think I am?" He snorts sharply with all the indignation he can muster, "don't you see what just happened?"

Yoongi's face goes from worry to anger in just one second. Yes, he's definitely terrifying.

"Watch your tone, Jungkook." Yoongi doesn't need to raise his voice to prove his point. "You should be grateful to me."

"Why? For allowing me to be caned?" he replies incredulously. He turns to the sink, concentrating on wetting his face so he doesn't have to look at Yoongi's.

"For stopping you from being kicked out, brat," Yoongi growls.

"Thanks, hyung," he snorts sarcastically, "you don't know how grateful I am to you."

Yoongi squeezes a hand around his arm and spins him around. Jungkook is several inches tall, but still the older one manages to look very threatening.

"Stop your tantrum," Yoongi says in a dangerously low voice. "You were very lucky, can't you see? Do you think our managers would be very happy if you had been expelled? And what about your parents? Can you imagine calling them to explain what happened?"

"Besides," Yoongi continues, "if you hadn't been punished at school, we would have made sure at home that you wouldn't be able to sit comfortably for days."

Jungkook turns to his hyung in surprise.

"You're not talking about..." he stammers dumbly.

Yoongi snorts mockingly.

"Do you think we would have let you get away with it? Remember your place, dongsaeng. And if in doubt, talk to Jimin and Taehyung and ask them what happens to maknaes who do foolish things like this."

Jungkook's cheeks must be impossibly red.

"Thank me later," Yoongi continues, "for now he just closes his mouth and stops acting like a petulant child."

Jungkook gulps and clenches his jaw. He decides not to risk his luck and to obey. He finishes washing his face the best he can and gathering all his strength he starts walking behind Yoongi to the parking lot in front of the school. Once they reach the parked car, he hesitates to open the passenger door. He feels his ears warm before he speaks.

"Hyung ...

"Mhmm."

"May I ... sit in the back?"

Yoongi doesn't say anything before getting into his own seat. It's all the affirmation Jungkook needs. He opens the back door and lies down on the seat, trying to avoid as much friction as possible. The more he thinks about the events that have just taken place, the pain seems to increase. He cries all the way home.

The ride to the apartment remains silent, except for the little sounds Jungkook lets out as he cries softly in the back seat. Yoongi shoots him a few glances through the rear-view mirror. Multiple emotions run through it. Should he feel guilty? It was certainly painful to see how his dongsaeng was severely punished, but the boy asked for it, didn't he? He finds it hard to accept that the good maknae would cheat on an exam, it seems totally unbecoming of him. Or maybe they were demanding too much of the boy, to the point where he felt it necessary to do something so foolish? Yoongi sighs wearily. At least he managed to avoid the expulsion of the child, that would bring them problems. But why can't he feel relieved?