in where namjoon and yoongi are second grade teachers who are overly affectionate at times.
p.s. namjoon with braces and he's really clumsy and forgetful (math made me mad so he deserves it)
context: it'll work like how my elementary school worked. they have the same class but they go to yoongi in the morning for history and langauge arts and go to namjoon in the afternoon for math and science!! so when yoongi is teaching, namjoon is on break and vice versa!! at my school, there was 3 teachers and then 3 clssses and we would rotate, but to make it simple, we'll leave it to just one!! let me know if you have any questions!!
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"we need another break week" yoongi grumbled as he looked over his lesson plans for the week, "are you kidding me? we just had winter break for two weeks straight" namjoon said, the smaller boy shrugged, "so? the kids are still tired"
namjoon hummed, "i guess so" he responded. he had met yoongi in 10th grade, so when they were 16. it was love at first sight for namjoon, but yoongi couldn't say the same. he found the boy weird at that time for being a know it all.
now, they were 24. they had gotten married at 22, their wedding wasn't huge, but it was significant and beautiful for both of them. plus, as college students, being married had its tax benefits.
"are we doing anything today?" yoongi asked, shutting his computer and laying on namjoon's lap, "uh no, i have to get my braces tightened though"
the small boy scrunched up his face at that, "not cool" he said, "i know! do you know how hard it is to teach while barely being able to move your mouth?" namjoon asked, he had gotten braces after their wedding so it had been about two years of having them.
"no and i prefer not to know" he said, looking at namjoon's, "however, if you were my orthodontist and you got to work in my mouth from this angle, i'd get braces for the rest of my life"
namjoon laughed, "don't make me kiss you"
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"oh gosh, why did i have to choose teaching?" yoongi complained when his alarm went up at 6:00am. he sat in bed, his eyes feeling heavy.
classes didn't start until 8:00am but their teaching contract required them to be there at 7am. waking up at 6am allowed them to get the most sleep possible while being able to shower and drink coffee in the morning.
"namjoon, get up" he grumbled. the tall boy was a deep sleeper, unlike yoongi who could spend most of his day sleeping. he thought it was weird for yoongi to be a light sleeper despite sleeping so much.
the tall boy whined, "i want to stay in bed" he mumbled, "i do too, i'm not waking you up again" he said, getting his clothes ready to take a shower.
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"why do you shower in the morning?" namjoon asked, brushing his hair for it to look nice. on special occasions, he would use gel, "because it wakes you up" yoongi said, scrubbing shampoo into his hair.
"scientifically, it's better to shower at the end of the day because—"
"oh gosh, i'm still married to the high school's know it all"
namjoon pouted, "what's wrong with logic?" he asked, yoongi sighed, "i'd like to have a shower without being lectured"
"suit yourself seeing you lack some of it" he huffed, "oh shut it! you teach math, what about that is ever logical?" yoongi asked, "they're second graders! everything can be drawn out for them! now tell me what's logical about a document in old korean written in 17th century " namjoon said, grabbing his bag of rubber bands and stretching one to his cheek.
"ouch!" he whined upon snapping it. he was really clumsy in everything he did. yoongi thought that if namjoon wasn't so tall, he would fit right in with the second graders.
"on a normal day, i would feel bad but you called history illogical" yoongi said, rinsing the shampoo out of his hair.
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"so, what can tell me what is the author's purpose in this story?" yoongi asked, he was a fun teacher that always found a way to make the most boring things into the most interactive activities.
he looked at a squishy ball next to him, "i'll throw it to someone and they can try to answer. if it's wrong, it's okay and we'll just pass it to another student who wants the ball" he smiled, softly throwing the ball to a girl.
he sighed seeing namjoon, "i'm sorry" he apologized to the student, "what is it now, mr. kim?" yoongi asked, the tall boy smiled, "you'll be happy to know that i'm not in here for a bandaid. i just got bored of being in my class"
yoongi hummed, "are you sure you don't want a favor?" he asked, "i actually need you to help me move my tables during lunch" he said, the small boy sighed, "i'm 5'8 and you're 5'11, and you're asking me for help?"
"yes, one of us is clumsy and the other is not" he answered, "okay, it will cost you though" he said, namjoon pecked yoongi on the cheek. it made the whole class burst into squeals and laughs, yoongi was bright pink.
"moving on!" yoongi shyly said, grabbing a purple whiteboard marker and beginning to write on the whiteboard. he pointed to a kid raising their hand, "yes?"
"are you and mr.kim married?" he asked, "unfortunately, yes" yoongi said, namjoon pouted, his arms cross as he stared at yoongi.
the board read, 'mr.kim and mr.min met at a high school', he looked at his class, "is the purpose of this phrase to persuade, inform, or entertain?" he asked, a bunch of hands raising into the air.
"inform! because it tells us a factual statement!" a girl smiled, "that's correct" yoongi smiled, namjoon was in his own world looking at yoongi's desk.
unlike him, yoongi and his workspace was really organized. maybe it was because yoongi had adhd and would randomly hyperfocus on cleaning every inch of class. anywho, everything was neat.
"woah" namjoon mumbled, grabbing a stack of papers, accidentally dropping them and giving himself a paper cut. he let out a small scream, not wanting to see his finger, "oh sh— i mean, oh crap!" he gasped, closing his eyes tightly.
yoongi sighed, getting his first aid kit out from his cabinet, "turn to your partner and talk about what makes a story entertaining" he said, looking at namjoon's finger.
"i don't want to look at it" namjoon whined, "i got my first aid, cpr, and aed certification in case i ever needed it for my class, but turns out i have to use my first aid certification on you" he sighed, grabbing some hand sanitizer for his hands.
"sorry" he mumbled, yoongi grabbed what he needed and began beginning first aid for cuts, "ow, yoongi!" he loudly complained, causing all the students to turn their heads, "don't listen to him, guys! he's a cry baby!" yoongi said, putting a bandaid over the cut.
"see, you didn't die" yoongi said, beginning to wipe down his desk with sanitizing wipes, "how cool, he gave me a happy face bandaid" namjoon smiled, "the original plan was to give that to an 8 year old, not a 24 year old MAN" he said, taking off his gloves after sanitizing.
"rude" namjoon said, "mr.min, do you have candy like mr.kim? he gives us candy when we get questions right!" a student smiled, "i do, but it's for special occasions like standardized testing"
some students huffed, "that's not cool! mr.kim always gives us candy!" he said, "ironic, he can't even eat candy. ask him to bite into a carrot" yoongi said, namjoon cringed at the thought.
"i can eat baby carrots" namjoon clarified, "of course" yoongi said, handing out some notebook paper to his students, "so can we have candy?" the same student asked, yoongi glared at namjoon who was smiling brightly.
"i will if you guys write a persuasive letter to mr.kim to make him eat skittles even though his teeth hurt" yoongi said, namjoon pouted, "and how are we supposed to convince him to do that?" a girl whined, "let's think about it. what's the purpose of your writing? what benefit does it serve mr.kim? how does it benefit me?"
yoongi taught advanced language arts and advanced science, so it was normal for him to make his students think harder than normal students. he was a nice teacher according to his students.
"math is funner" namjoon pouted, yoongi rolled his eyes, "would it be fun without candy? no" yoongi said, putting on his glasses to grade some previous worksheets.
"why don't you help me grade?" he asked, "because i'm lazy" he said, yoongi hummed, "then can you run an errand for me?"
namjoon shrugged and nodded, "i guess" he said, "can you make 28 copies of this" he said, handing namjoon a paper, "okay, i will do that"
he gave yoongi a kiss on the forehead, making the boy blush. he sat at his desk and graded while his students worked.
yoongi frowned seeing a boy walked up to him with tears on his paper that simply had his name on it, "i-i can't write" he whispered, sniffling, "i'm sure you can, your work is always amazing" he smiled, "n-no"
this particular student had dyslexia, but was still great at reading, he just needed additional help at times. the older boy hummed, "why don't you pull up a chair and we can talk about it?"
the small boy nodded, sitting in a chair next to yoongi, "i'm not grading you on spelling, i'm grading you on how well you can get your point across" yoongi spoke, the small boy nodded, "all the letters jumble up and start jumping" he mumbled.
"let's start slowly. what do you want to start your writing with?" he asked, the small boy hummed, "mr.kim should eat skittles because they are delicious and can bring him happiness" the boy said, "amazing, i told you that you're good at this"
the boy began sounding out the letters of his sentence, "mr.min! i'm done!" another boy said, "turn it in" yoongi said, tapping his turn in bucket. he saw the boy he was helping lower his head, "how is he done already?"
yoongi shrugged, "some people work faster than others. don't worry about it" he said, showing a small smile.
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"how do you want to move these desks?" yoongi asked, namjoon began talking about how he wanted to arrange them and what desks he couldn't put together because some students would talk too much.
yoongi hummed, "okay, i can do that" he said, using his small body to begin moving the desks. namjoon groaned upon hitting his hip on a desk, "ouch" he whined, "we should bubble wrap you" yoongi laughed, "at this point, yeah"
namjoon stumbled, lightly grosning at every step, "why don't you sit down? i can do it" yoongi offered, "you're too nice" namjoon said, sitting on the carpet to watch yoongi, "where's my lunchbox? i'm hungry" namjoon lightly clutched his stomach.
he gasped when he realized he had forgotten it at home, "you left it at home, but i took it with me" he smiled, "it's in my classroom, bring mine while you're at it"
namjoon excitedly jumped, rushing to yoongi's class. yoongi was a life saver.
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"how was lunch, everyone?" namjoon asked, now it was time for math and science, "bad because you made me sweat with moving these tables" yoongi spoke, namjoon shrugged, "so anyone else?"
"they gave pizza today! it reminded me of our shapes unit" a girl smiled, yoongi couldn't help but think about how some of their student were nerds like namjoon, "that's right!"
"let's start our warm-up, this is a new unit so it's okay if you get it wrong" he said, he handed yoongi a pen and paper, "do you want to try?" he grinned, "i don't have to, i'm smarter than a second grader" he mumbled, namjoon tilted his head, "prove it"
"fine"
yoongi watched the other kids write in their notebooks while he was still trying to figure out how he was supposed to solve this.
"megan has 8 quarters, 4 dimes, and 7 nickels for a bus fare. if a bus ticket costs $1.15, how much money will she have left?" he quietly read to himself at namjoon's desk, "joon, isn't this like algebra?" yoongi asked, "why? is it that easy?" namjoon teased.
after 5 minutes of everyone silently working, namjoon began talking, "so, is everyone ready? why don't we let mr.min try today's question?" he said, yoongi whined, "i got $1.20 cents" he said, "that's wrong" a student said.
namjoon resisted the urge to laugh as he saw yoongi's eyes widen, "can you explain to us why it's wrong? come to the board and explain it to us"
the student began explaining his work process, yoongi stared at his own work, "isn't a quarter worth 20 cents?" yoongi asked, "nope" namjoon answered, "did everyone get $1.60?" he asked, all the students nodded.
"that's great" he smiled, letting his student pick out two pieces of candy from the candy bucket. one for getting the answer right and one for correcting yoongi.
"that's not fair! you can't even eat candy, namjoon!" the small boy whined, "it doesn't mean my student's can't" he said, "mr.kim cries after going to the dentist" yoongi stuck his tongue out.
"you're just mad that 8 year olds are smarter than you" namjoon shrugged as he passed out some worksheets he had graded, "i am not"
namjoon rolled his eyes, "sure yoongi" he said, "do you guys love eachother? you guys are always mean to eachother" a student mumbled, "yes, unfortunately, i do love him. i would do anything to protect. i like acting like i don't like him, but i would do anything for him" namjoon said, "oh yeah? even grade my papers?"
"yes, but i don't want to" he shrugged, making yoongi laugh, "guys, when we say kind of mean things to each other, we do it as a joke to make you guys laugh. mr.kim and i really love eachother" yoongi said as he doodled on a piece of paper, "how much do you love me?" namjoon teased.
"so much, i would grade your papers for you"
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yoongi looked at namjoon teach a science lesson about bones and the human body. he was almost falling asleep on the desk from how unentertained he was.
"i have a book about the human body, let's read it, you'll write about two things you learned, and then we'll play a blooket" he said, making the kids cheer. yoongi was still dead asleep in the small desk.
"mr.min, do you want to read the book with us?" namjoon asked, yoongi looked up, "sure" he sleepily answered.
he began reading, showing a smile as he showed the kids the pictures. at times, namjoon would chime in with body facts.
"the end" yoongi said, namjoon passed out small postcards for his students to write on, "two things you learned and then a blooket" namjoon said, his students began writing so he looked at yoongi who was organizing his messy desk.
"guess what?"
"chicken butt"
namjoon laughed at the boy's joke like he was second grader, "i'm getting my braces off soon" he said, yoongi glared at him, "shut up" he loudly exclaimed, making the student stare at him.
"not you guys! i meant mr.kim!" he said before staring at namjoon, "but why?" he mumbled, "what do you mean why? because i've had them for nearly three years!"
yoongi pouted, "but you're cute with them. besides, it's fun to see you complain and you never wear your rubber bands!" yoongi frowned, namjoon smiled, "i do wear them"
"don't talk to me, i'm grieving" he huffed, organizing namjoon's sticky notes, "oh shut it" he said, squishing yoongi's cheeks together, "you always complain that they cut your lips"
"doesn't mean i want you to take them off!"
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despite the early mornings, the crying children, and the occasional throw ups, both of them loved their jobs. they wouldn't change it for the world.
"namjoon, i need stickers. do you have any extra?" yoongi asked, namjoon hummed, "probably in my backpack" he said. yoongi and namjoon would put them on their student's work.
"i know this is a bad time, but i'm getting braces off tomorrow" namjoon said, yoongi scoffed, "how dare you? now i can't bully you in front of the kids!"
namjoon laughed, "be happy for me, c'mon" he said, yoongi set the papers they were grading aside and grabbed namjoon's face. he slammed him onto their bed as he kissed the boy's mouth. soon, the dominance turned around and yoongi was the one on the bottom. yoongi was never dominant for long.
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"how was everyone's weekend?" yoongi asked, standing in front of the classroom, namjoon was in the corner reading a book, "i went to the mall!" a girl exclaimed, "that's great! did you get anything special?" yoongi smiled widely, "i got 2 dolls!"
"mr.min! i got a fancy dress!" another girl said, all the students started talking about what they did over the weekend, "what about you, mr.min? how was your weekend?"
"my weekend was okay, a bit sad if anything because mr.kim got his braces off. however, he wears a retainer now and it slurs his speech, it's funny!" he smiled, namjoon didn't look up from his book.
"i don't think he heard you" a student said, yoongi threw an expo marker at him, "namjoon! did you hear me?" he asked, "ouch" he pouted, "yes, a bit! i'm just really focused on this"
yoongi rolled his eyes, "nerd, then what did i say?" he asked, namjoon hummed, "something about my speech, but for clarification, i can speak now! that was a one day thing!" the boy smiled widely.
"whatever you say, i can still hear it" yoongi shrugged, "woah, mr.kim looks so cool!" a girl said, namjoon laughed at that, "thank you"
yoongi couldn't help but stare at namjoon and how beautiful he was. he liked to joke about namjoon, but at the end of the day, he had heart eyes when he looked at namjoon.
his one and only.
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stay safe and healthy! drink water and eat some food! sorry for any mistakes, i love you all! qotd: opinion on the namgi teachers?? personally, i love it so much!! let me know if you have any requests!!