Y/N POV My husband and I have two children together, Jaemin(12) and Lyla(6). Lyla likes to dance like her mother and Jaemin likes to prank people like his uncle Jungkook. I have previously had phone calls from teachers telling me that my son has pulled yet another prank on a student or teacher.
"Look here Jae. If I get another phone call telling me you pranked someone else I'm sending you to American to live with my mom. You know she is strict," I tell my son. Yoongi walks down the stairs with Lyla on his back. He had gotten her dressed that morning and she is adorable.
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"Why is half of her clothes girly," my husband asks me.
" Daddy I'm a girl thats why," Lyla told her dad.
"Well kids It time to go. Ya'll don't want to miss breakfast," I tell them they head toward the door. We drive them school head home. _______________________________ Yoongi PoV Im sitting on the couch on my home studio when my phone rings. Its the school number. Why would they call me?
"Hello," I say. I get comfortable and listen.
"Hi This is (Teacher's name) and I want to inform you that Jaemin has pulled yet another prank and has given me a smart mouth. He has become a distraction and calling his mom doesn't help," the teacher tells me.
"What did he say," I ask her.
"He said you can call my momma. She's not gonna do anything. Don't even bother my my dad, hes busy. So He's sitting here right here, do you want to talk to him sir," she ask me.
"No ma'am I don't trust my mind to say the right stuff," I tell her. I hang up the phone and go upstairs to my room. I see my wife sleeping peacefully and decide not to wake her. She doesn't wake me so why would I treat her any different. I look at the clock and see that the kids get off the bus in 2 hours. _________________________________ The kids are coming home and I'm standing here casually. I still haven't told Y/N that Jaemin had acted up again. I hear the door open and my little girl runs in and hugs me.
"Daddy where is Mommy I have another dance moves to show her," she say. I point upstairs and she runs to my room. My son had walked in with his head low.
"Jae I need you to come into my studio with me we need to talk," I let him go first and picks up my belt from the couch.
Ohh we already know whats gonna go down
I step in an set the belt on the couch. I look at my son with so much disappointment.
"I know Ddaeng well I did not raise a disrespectful son who not only disrespects the teachers but also your own mother. She carried you for 9 months, young and hopeless. She delivered you for 15 hours and this is how you treat her. So I'm gonna do things differently. Im not gonna let you pick your punishment. I'm gonna whoop you, take you phone and give you the flip phone and confiscating the new Jordan we just bought you," I tell him. I pick up the belt and whooped him. He tried to be tough but obviously it didn't work. When I finished I told him to go to his room and unlocked the door. He ran out with tears and I see Y/N standing at the door with a smirk on her face.
"I see you handled that situation. I don't think he's gonna try it again," Y/N says. I hit her with the belt and she jumps. We both laugh and head back to the living room.
A/N I feel like Yoongi is the parent that would lecture there child then whoop them. He would also do it in secret to not worry his wife. BUT WHO KNOWS I TOTALLY BE WRONG.
