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The Meme and The Tutor

Part 16: The Time Jungkook Taught The Tutor Bad Words

Co-written with @tragicshadows

Recommended Song: Gotta Talk To U by Seungri

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Summary:

After neglecting your Korean for several weeks, Jungkook finally teaches you some… useful phrases thanks to your impending trip.

Genre: Fluff, comedy

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing, Teasing!Kook, Shirtless!Kook

Word Count: 3296

Length: 16/?

“Since Noona is coming to Korea next week, I’m going to be seonsaeng-nim today,” Jungkook stated, pushing his glasses back up from where they had slipped down. You two had been having general small talk when you mentioned your upcoming trip to Korea.

“What will I learn?”

You shifted, still in your pyjamas as you felt too lazy to change. It was only midday for you after all.

“Less formal phrases and other stuff.”

“Since I was speaking too formally last time, right?”

Jungkook nodded. “That and I thought it might be useful for you to be able to recognise certain words and phrases.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’ll find out when we get to it. First, do you know what speech levels to talk in when talking to the members?”

You scratched the back of your head, “I keep getting mixed up between polite and formal. As in which one I should use for them…”

He chuckled, “You should use the polite speech level since they’re older than you. For me, you should use plain since I’m younger than you.”

“Okay, makes sense. And that’s why you use polite to me.”

“Exactly!” His gaze shifted from you to his screen. “There’s a sheet in the shared file where you have to identify the speech level and then rewrite the conversation correctly. You’ve done this before but struggled so have another go.”

You navigated to the document Jungkook was on about and set out completing the task. It took you a good 10 minutes to complete the sheet with Jungkook watching over you through the shared document. He would correct you as soon as you made a mistake and would explain where you went wrong and why. Once you completed it he gave you a pleased smile.

“I know we have limited time to try and improve your vocabulary so I took the liberty of making a list of phrases for you when talking to my hyungs. It’s also in the folder.”

“Someone is prepared.” You mumbled while waiting for the document to load.

He chuckled. “I stayed up last night working on it.”

The phrase list finally appeared and you scrolled through it while scolding him for staying up late.

“I was able to sleep in so it was fine.”

“Maybe you should have started preparing me for my return trip to Korea last week instead of teasing me about the autocorrect… Ah! This one might come in handy! ‘Iaega an dwae’ ('I don’t understand’).”

Jungkook made an amused sound.

“That’s for more like you don’t understand the rules of a game. If you didn’t understand what a person said to you then say 'Jal mollasseo’.”

“Jal mollasseo.”

“Perfect. But if you still don’t understand what they’re saying then telling them you’re from the UK will probably help.”

“And that’s 'jeoneun yeongguk’? (I am British.)”

“You’re doing great Noona! But you missed out the 'eseo wasseoyo’ at the end. So the whole sentence would be 'jeonuen yeonggukeseo wasseoyo’. You have to be polite if you’re talking to anyone that isn’t me until they confirm that are younger than you.” He gave you a positively beaming smile, proud of your ability to memorise the information he had presented you with.

Your face fell a little but you focused on making a note of what he said on the document as a reminder.

“It’s okay to make mistakes, Noona. We’ve neglected the Korean for a few weeks so it’s going to be harder but we’ll get there.”

“I have faith with you teaching me.”

Even with the slight pixelation of the screen, you could make out how his cheeks tinted pink.

“T-t-thank you Noona. B-b-but I’m n-n-not as good as y-y-you…” he cleared his throat, “Anyway, the other topic of today’s lesson is how to know if someone is hitting on you.”

You gave him a confused look.

“Why would anyone be hitting on me?”

“Because you’re pretty and pretty girls get hit on.”

He thought you were pretty? It wasn’t the first time he had called you it but it still shocked you slightly whenever that word slipped past his lips.

“But I’d be around you so…?”

Jungkook’s lips quirked into a smile.

“First off all, if anyone tried to hit on you in my company I would probably hit them. It’s rude. Second, you want to teach English in Korea, yes? That means one day you’ll move to Korea. Some dudes here have a foreign women fetish.”

“That’s disgusting.”

“Exactly. I saw people staring when we were at the fair. Especially when you were shooting that gun like a pro. I’m just trying to protect you.”

“Okay.”

You didn’t really see any room to argue; he was just trying to help afterall.

“Let’s throw you into the deep end since those kind of guys tend to be very… blunt… with what they want from you. ‘Na neorang kong kkago hagosip-eo’. That means I want to fuck you.”

You chose the wrong time to take a sip of water as you ended up spitting back out again.

“If you’re going to spit, make sure you aim it at the jerk’s face who’s saying these things to you.”

“Oh my God.”

Jungkook adjusted his glasses before continuing.

“Anyway the direct translation is 'I want to do the peeling of the bean with you’ which I think is pretty funny.” He cleared his throat, “You’ll also need to know these next three since some guys view foreign women as… easy… ‘Geolle’ and ‘ssipalnyeon’ which mean slut and ‘changnyeo’ which means whore. If anyone says these to you say 'kkeojyeo’ which means fuck off.”

“Kkeojyeo.”

“Exactly like that.”

You smiled, but couldn’t help ask the question that had been bothering you since he introduced this topic.

“Why didn’t you teach any of this to me last time?”

“I didn’t realise I would have to protect you from people staring at you all the time.”

Huh? You didn’t notice any staring apart from those girls at the fair. And they were looking at him.

“Is that why you were holding my hand everywhere?”

“Uh…no…I wanted to do that…” Jungkook scratched his cheek, “So, what’s fuck off again?”

“Kkeojyeo.”

“Good Noona.”

Your nose suddenly crinkled at a thought.

“It’s strange to hear you swear…”

“I’m swearing for your own good. You can also say 'jugeullae?’ to them which means 'do you wanna die?’ but they might take that as you playing hard to get.”

A sigh escaped your lips as you scrolled through the list of phrases again. “I don’t think I’m going to remember all this by next week.”

Jungkook sat back and pulled at the neck of his shirt, thus covering his collar bones much to your disappointment.

“Chances are I’m going to be by your side so hopefully you shouldn’t have to worry too much.” He grinned. “And if you forget what to say a solid kick to the dick should show them you mean no funny business.”

You giggled, “Jeon Jungkook is advocating violence. Why am I not totally surprised?”

His face became serious, eyebrows drawn together.

“I don’t normally but I don’t want to risk anything happening to my favourite Noona.”

“I-I’m your f-favourite Noona?”

He scratched the back of his neck, cheeks turning pink. “Uhh, yeah.”

“I feel special.”

“You are special.” He paused then waved his hand as if dismissing the statement. “So, um, remember…self defence…yeah.”

Your own cheeks had warmed at his compliment, “I’ll keep that in mind… anything else I should know?”

“Ye. ‘Jeot-kka’. It’s another way to say fuck off but it literally means 'dick kick’.”

You started laughing. “So do I say it or kick them?”

He shrugged. “That is up to you. Although I recommend saying it as a warning just so they have a chance to protect themselves if they so wish.”

“And if they don’t go away.?”

“Then kick them and follow that by saying 'jibe gaseo ttalttarina cheo.’ Which means ‘go home and masturbate’ because if they’re hitting you and not leaving you alone even you warned them then they’re a perverted creep.”

You nodded to mask your shock at how direct the phrase was. You figured you’d save that for if you were ever desperate.

“That they are.”

There was a short pause before Jungkook smirked. “And if none of that works I’ll just pretend to be your boyfriend and prevent them from having babies myself.”

Your breath caught in your throat causing you to choke on thin air. He couldn’t be serious, could he?

"Why would you do that?!”

“Because I want Noona to be safe and happy while she’s with me.”

You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “I only ever felt safe and happy with you as your friend.”

His smirk stayed in place. “Men don’t find friends threatening. An angry muscly boyfriend would be better.”

“You wear such baggy clothing they wouldn’t know you’re muscly.”

“Then I’ll wear tight fitting tank tops and shirts with rolled up sleeves.”

You feel your eyes widen and drift from his face to the wide neck t-shirt he was wearing. Tight shirts and tank tops were a step away from his bare chest which you still weren’t quite sure you’d recovered from.

“Pleasenotanktops.”

“What was that Noona?” He teased, playfully cupping his ear.

“Uh… p-p-please n-n-no tank t-t-tops…”

“So I should escort you around Korea shirtless? I mean I might get noticed and it might create a scandal but if that’s what you wa-”

“Please dress like you normally would!”

He chuckled. “As Noona wishes.”

“Thank you.”

“I’ll try not to be offended you don’t want to see me shirtless-”

“I’ve seen you shirtless.” Your lips quirked when an idea came to mind. “And from what I remember it wasn’t that impressive.”

His face fell.

“Is… is that really what you think Noona?”

It couldn’t hurt to knock his ego down a notch.

You put on a straight face. “I don’t believe you’re the strongest in Bangtan.”

Jungkook’s bottom lip jut out while his brows furrowed.

“In that case, I’m messaging Chubs. You don’t deserve to be part of the thigh power couple.”

You laughed at his childish reaction. He glared at you then suddenly he was pulling his shirt over his head and you felt heat fill your cheeks.

“I’ll give you this one chance to take it back before I message Chubs. If you say you were wrong then I’ll ignore what you said earlier and put it down to your memory needing jogging.”

You desperately wanted to hide so that he couldn’t see you growing redder by the second. But he was inviting you to stare at his body. And you were never one to turn down a good invitation.

You held his gaze for a second before letting your eyes travel down the column of his neck to his pecs. You gulped as your eyes travelled downward. It always astounded you that Southeast Asians naturally had less body hair than most other races. Your eyes landed on his abs and you had to stop yourself from licking your lips.

“So Noona, do you take it back?”

Your eyes snapped back to his face and you nodded.

“Say it.”

You blinked in confusion. “Huh?”

“Say 'Jungkookie, you’re the strongest and most handsome in Bangtan.’” He put on a high-pitched voice you assumed was supposed to be his interpretation of you.

You sighed, “Fine. Jungkookie, you are definitely Bangtan’s muscle pig.”

“Not quite what I wanted but it will do.”

You rolled your eyes. “So you’ll dress normally?”

“Ye.”

“Thank fuck.”

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion but then smirked.

“Neo naega segsihadago saeng-gaghae (You think I’m sexy).”

God dammit you spat out your drink again. Curse the world for being cruel. And curse the little shit sat before you for being…him.

“I-I never s-said t-t-that!” You wiped at the liquid dribbling down your chin.

“Why else would you want me to keep my shirt on?”

“Because you’re the maknae of the group… talking of shirts being on. Could you put yours back on?”

“I’m going to bed soon. Putting it back on would be silly.” He grabbed his t-shirt and threw it aside. “Plus I like it when Noona gets flustered.”

“Why?!” You couldn’t help how your voice raised, an irrational side of you insisted he had somehow guessed your feelings and was teasing you for them.

“Because it’s funny.”

“I’m not your monkey! Go tease one of your hyungs!”

A yawn caused him to lean back in his seat as he stretched.

“It’s not cute when they get angry.”

“I’m not cute dolttaegari (dickhead)!”

He fake gasped, “Noona has such a foul mouth!”

“Kkeojyeo (fuck off).”

“I didn’t teach you how to swear so you can do it at me!”

It was your turn to smirk.

“You shouldn’t have taught me then.”

“I’m trying to protect my Noona from perverts!”

“Then you should at least put something on to cover up.”

His jaw fell open but mirth was clear in his eyes. “I-I’m no pervert! I was a complete gentleman the other week!”

“You mean when you disappeared on me for ten minutes?”

“I was helping Jin in the kitchen!” He pouted.

“I know, I know. I’m not actually calling you a pervert. I was joking.”

“Good!” He sat back in his chair, having leant forward in protest. “My Eomma once told me respect and consent should be top priority. And I stand by that.”

"I… well… yeah… It’s a bit random to bring up but she was right in raising you that way and it’s good you’re sticking to it.”

“I only say it because perverts don’t have those qualities.”

“That’s why I’m kicking them in the dick if they come near me.” You pretended to kick the air but slammed your knee against your desk. “Ah, shit!”

He laughed at you as you clutched your leg while rocking back and forth, muttering swears under your breath.

“It’s not funny! I bruise like a peach!”

“Try not to hurt yourself before you come visit.”

“I’ll try not too.” You rubbed furiously at the red mark on your knee. “Remember what I said last time I visited, I’m a klutz.”

“That you are.”

You poked your tongue out at him to which he called you a child.

“Speaking of being a child. Isn’t it past your bedtime?”

“Men don’t have bed times.” He picked up his phone, the light highlighting his features. “But it is late.”

“Go to sleep, Kookie.”

He scratched his chest, “But I’m not tired.”

“I’m pretty sure you yawned earlier.”

“I was flexing.” As if on cue, he yawned again and stretched his arms above his head.

You raised an eyebrow. “Sleep.”

He pouted and crossed his arms.

“Don’t wanna.”

“Aaaw~ look~ you’re getting cranky because it’s past bedtime.”

“Noona is mean. No goodnight message for you.”

You shrugged, “I can deal with that.”

His pout somehow grew.

“Night Noona.”

“Night-”

He hung up. Rude. You were about to send him a message when he beat you to it.

'One more week and you’ll be sleeping here, Noona.’ It was followed by the customary goodnight selca but this time you noticed something peeking out the covers beside him.

'Is that Honey?’

’…Maybe…’

'So cute! The maknae still sleeps with plushies!’

His reply was immediate.

'Naneun NAMJA! Aiga aniyo! (I am a MAN! Not a child!)’

'Tell that to Honey’

'She keeps me company. It’s a big bed.’

The next picture was of him on his side, Honey tucked under his chin.

A giggle escaped your lips. He looked adorable.

'Do you cuddle up to her when you sleep too??’

’…No…’

'YOU SO DO?!’

'DON’T ACT LIKE YOU DON’T HAVE CUDDLY TOYS! I SPOTTED THE BLACK TEDDY BEAR ON YOUR BED!’

'I USED TO LIVE IN A HOUSE WITH SEVEN OTHER PEOPLE! I’M ALLOWED TO HAVE KOOKIE TO KEEP ME COMPANY! IT’S DIFFERENT!’

You didn’t realise your mistake until it was too late. You hoped a quick lie would cover for you.

'Cookie. I meant Cookie. Stupid autocorrect.’

'Noona…’

Shit.

'Did you name your bear after me??’

'No.’

'Tell me the truth.’

'Why would I name it after you?’

'Because I’m your bias.’

You bit your lip and hurriedly tried to think of something to throw him off.

'Maybe Namjoon is my bias now. You can’t just assume things.’

'Your blog states otherwise.’

'Maybe I have a secret Namjoon one.’

You waited for a reply and assumed after a few minutes he’d fallen asleep. Except he hadn’t.

It was a screenshot of a Tumblr conversation. Confusion set in when you saw Chubs’ URL in the corner.

The first message was from Jungkook: 'I have a question about Y/N.’

Chubs: 'Shoot.’

Jungkook: 'Is Namjoon her bias now?’

Chubs: 'No. It’s you. Always has been always will be. Why?’

Jungkook: 'She said I’m assuming that I’m her bias.’

Chubs: 'That girl…Don’t worry. You’re her favourite…she even named a teddy after you. BUT DON’T TELL HER I TOLD YOU THAT OR I’LL GET MY ASS BEAT!’

You stared at the screenshot for a moment longer.

'NEXT TIME I SEE HER, HER ASS IS TOAST! AND THE NEXT TIME I’M GOING TO SEE YOU I’M GOING TO BURN ALL YOUR WHITE T-SHIRTS FOR GOING BEHIND MY BACK!’

'I had good reason to Noona. Who is top of your bias list is a very serious matter cause whoever is at the top has your undivided attention and a special place in your heart. I didn’t like the thought of Namjoon-hyung taking my place.’

'Well get fucking used to sharing me!!’

'NOONA!’

You gave an evil cackle. He was too fun to tease.

'Do you think Namjoon would let me sleep in his bed? He seemed pretty chill about letting me stay. I bet it wouldn’t be an issue.’

'NO! NOONA IS STAYING IN MY BED AWAY FROM HYUNG.’

You paused for a moment. No… He couldn’t be, could he? Was he… was he…

'Are you jealous of Namjoon-oppa?’

A reply came through instantly.

'I’m the only one who can be Noona’s bias. I don’t want to share Noona. Noona belongs in my bed, not in Namjoon-hyung’s!’

He definitely sounded jealous. But that was impossible, right? He only saw you as a friend. Maybe you should take a nap, you seemed to be becoming delusional. But you wanted to know. Ignoring the guilt bubbling inside you for taking advantage of a sleepy Jungkook, you pried further.

'So what you’re saying is you want me to yourself?’

'You’re MY Noona.’

'Naww~ You ARE jealous!!!’

This time there was a pause before his next message.

'So? I’m allowed to want to have my friend to myself… I think I should go to sleep now… Goodnight Noona.’

There was that dreaded ‘friend’ again…Maybe you had pushed it too far.

'I’m sorry for upsetting you… I don’t know why I did it… Goodnight BunBun.’

You sighed and rubbed your face, unable to be happy about his newfound jealousy when you knew you had crossed the line. Your phone buzzed just as you were getting up from your desk. You picked it up expecting it to be Chubs asking what earlier was about but it was Jungkook.

Hesitantly, you opened the message to see three simple words.

'I’m not upset.’

Yet somehow you knew he was lying.

'There’s no need to lie Kookie. I know I crossed the line. I shouldn’t have done that and you should be sleeping.’

'I’ll message you tomorrow. Good night Noona.’

The message was followed by a selca of him kissing Honey which put a smile on your face briefly.

'Goodnight Kookie… sleep well.’

A/N: Poor Kookie getting teased for his jealousy… And that was a rather interesting lesson he gave… Feel free to message us your feelings on this chapter and the story ^^ We love to hear from you guys!

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