"nouvel étudiant" | taekook highschool au

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(a/n: this chapter will be really short bc it's a filler, sorry loves ♡.)

two weeks later...

taehyung was sprawled out on the couch as his mother sat on an armchair next to him, reading a book.

taehyung sighed but his mother didn't react.

"hmph..." taehyung huffed.

still no reaction.

"ughhh..."

still nothing.

"ahhhhhhhh."

"qu'est-ce qui ne va pas?" his mother asked, finally paying attention to him.

[trans: what's wrong?]

"je suis mauvais en anglais. comment apprendre plus vite? être stupide est ennuyeux." taehyung complained.

[trans: i'm bad at english. how do i learn faster? being stupid is boring.]

she sighs, "tu n'es pas stupide. j'essaierai de t'aider quand je le pourrai mais tu sais que je dois travailler, chérie."

[trans: you're not stupid. i'll try and help you when i can but you know i have to work, honey.]

taehyung's mother was constantly at work. i mean, otherwise she wouldn't be able to afford moving to america, buying a nice house and still spoiling her son with everything he wants. she was fine with working a lot if it meant that her and her son were able to live comfortably, which they do. she was proud of the fact that she could provide more than just necessities for her family. her family being taehyung since he's all she really has.

"je vais pratiquer avec vous quand je peux mais peut-être que vous pouvez demander à un enseignant ou à un ami de vous donner un tutorat." she suggested.

[trans: i'll practice with you when i can but maybe you can ask a teacher or a friend to tutor you.]

he thought about it for a second before smiling to himself, knowing exactly who to ask, "ouais peut-être."

[trans: yeah maybe.]

his mother smiled at him, "bien mais, pour l'instant, permettez-moi de pratiquer avec vous."

[trans: good but, for now, let me practice with you.]

and so she spent the next hour trying to teach her son new words before he went upstairs to bed, thinking about a certain someone who he would see tomorrow.

~the next day~

taehyung was wandering around the halls, looking for that certain someone.

and, fortunately for him, luck seemed to be on his side as he found him shortly.

he tapped his shoulder and smiled as the boy turned around to face him.

"hey taehyungie." jeongguk smiled.

"hi doll." taehyung said, poking his cheek.

jeongguk blushed slightly before asking, "so, um, what d'you need?"

"come here." taehyung said, taking the boy by the arm and dragging him away, not even giving him a chance to tell whoever he was with where he was going.

"o-oh, uh, bye hongjoong!" jeongguk stumbled, yelling a quick goodbye to his classmate as he was pulled along by taehyung.

so they walked to the other end of the hallway and jeongguk asked again, "what d'you need, taehyungie?"

"you teach me english." taehyung said.

"uh, what do you mean?" jeongguk questioned.

"you will teach me." taehyung stated.

"like a tutor?" the younger boy asked.

"yes, that." taehyung confirmed.

"but- but i'm not good at teaching and-"

"you will."

"and i don't even know french so it's hard to explain and-"

"teach me~" taehyung whined, giving jeongguk puppy eyes.

jeongguk sighed.

"fine. but when?" jeongguk gave in. i mean, how could he not? it was taehyung.

"tommorrow start." taehyung said.

"tommorrow?! i mean- uh, yeah sure." jeongguk said, not expecting them to start so soon but still went with it nonetheless.

taehyung smiled and his mouth formed that adorable box shape before waving to jeongguk and walking off with a "goodbye doll!"

jeongguk giggled, he still got giddy from his nickname. then he realised that he'd just agreed to tutor kim taehyung and all it took was puppy eyes to convince him.

he groaned to himself, "ugh, i'm so weak."

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•644 words
•not edited or proof-read
•sorry that this is really short cuz this is just a filler chapter, plus this book is a short one anyway so oof
•next chapter will be longer <3
•stay saaaaaafe
•i lub u ♡

peace out xoxo,

nixy.