nct 127 react to their child getting a bad grade
➸ request from anon: how would 127 react to their child bringing home a bad grade?
➸ note: this took so long to write omg but i hope you like it!! i tried to make a variety of situations here so i hope that i did well and represented each one correctly !!
➸ eunbi; aged 5, jude; aged 14, akane; aged 14, amelia & alissa; aged 14, kyungmin; aged 13, jaesang; aged 15, lucas; aged 4, dalgun; aged 14
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‘Hello beautiful,’ Taeyong greets you as he walks through the door, pecking your cheek.
‘Hi Yongie,’ you grin, ‘how was work?’
‘Okay, kind of stressful.. we recorded some of the new album but the normal sound tech was sick-‘
‘Where’s Eunbi?’ Taeyong asks, looking around the entrance of your house for your daughter, ‘she always runs down the stairs when she hears the door open.’
‘She’s a bit upset,’ you warn, ‘got her report card back and she hasn’t done as well as she hoped.’
Taeyong sighs. Eunbi is always like this, a bit of a perfectionist while also wallowing when things don’t exactly go her way.
‘I’ll go and speak to her, ok? You should sit down and rest, and I’ll come to bed once I speak to her,’ Taeyong affectionately rubs your bump which held your growing twins.
‘M’kay,’ you hum, yawning while making your way to your bedroom.
‘Bee?’ Taeyong asks, poking his head around the door to see Eunbi hunched over a book.
‘Oh.. hi daddy,’ she mutters, ‘I’m just reading.’
‘Mama told me that you’re disappointed with some of your grades.’
‘It’s just… in maths. I try so hard but I always get Ds in all of the tests.’
‘I’ll tell you what Bee… how about we get you a tutor? They can come over and help you with your maths.’
‘Really?’ Eunbi asks, eyes widening slightly, ’that would be nice.’
‘Yeah, Bee, me and mama will sort it out for you. Please don’t worry too much, ok? You’re only young, you have time to get better.’
‘You’re welcome Bee. Remember, I love you.’
‘Oh God, oh no,’ Jude mutters to himself as he hears his father ascending the stairs, getting closer and closer to his room.
It was close to his exams, about five or six months away, and in order to prepare him and his classmates for them, they had all gone through a series of mock exams.
Jude had failed all of his science exams.
‘Hey buddy,’ Johnny greets, ‘did you get your mock exam results today?’
‘….yes,’ Jude murmurs, trying to avoid his father’s gaze.
‘I passed most of them.. except science. I failed miserably.’
‘I don’t even want to tell you how bad I failed.’
Johnny sighs deeply, flopping his tired body down onto the bottom of Jude’s bed.
‘What are you gonna do about it?’ Johnny asks.
‘Good man,’ Johnny claps him on the back, trying his hardest to be an encouraging supportive dad, albeit being a bit awkward.
‘I’m sorry,’ Jude mumbles.
‘As long as your grades improve, then we can just consider this a one off.’
It was a rare day, in the sense that Yuta’s only responsibility was to pick up Akane from school. It was nearing summer, so both you and Yuta were waiting for the day your oldest daughter came home with the slip of card.
Yuta sees the way Akane’s face lights up when she notices his car, schoolbag flying behind her as she runs.
‘Dad!’ She yells, hugging him across the console.
‘Hi angel,’ he grins, ‘how was your day?’
‘It was okay,’ she shrugs, ‘I got my report card and...’
‘Uh-‘ Akane fishes the card out from the front pocket of her bag, pursing her lips anxiously as she hands it to Yuta.
‘An A in art!’ He exclaims, ‘I’m so proud. I guess all those copic markers and paints were worth it… an A in Japanese as well-‘
‘Did you not see my biology grade?’ Akane cuts in, surprised that her father isn’t scolding her for the D grade.
‘Well… I’d like it if you could study a little more, well I guess that’s what I’m supposed to say, but I’m not mad at you, if that’s what you thought.’
‘Oh. I was worried you would be.’
’I’ve told you this time and time again. Your grades don’t define you. They’re just stupid letters. I know you’re one of the most talented kids among your class.’
‘Of course you are Kans… come on, I’ll treat you to some ice cream.’
You should’ve known. Having twins meant that no matter what, they would always be compared by someone, whether it’s consciously or not.
Alissa and Amelia were incredibly similar, both pretty and girly, but they also had some differences. One being that Amelia was far more academic, opting to spend time studying over going out with friends like Alissa.
So naturally, when Amelia did better than Alissa in the end of year exams, you weren’t sure who to talk to first.
‘Ah well done Ahyoung!’ Jaehyun’s mother praised Amelia, who smiled happily, ’straight As!’
‘I swear to God, if one more person feels the need to talk about how great Amelia is I may throttle them,’ Alissa grumbles, folding her arms tightly and rolling her eyes.
‘Just endure it,’ Jaehyun reassures her, ‘you know your grandma will shut up about it eventually.’
You can tell that she’s extremely bothered by the attention on Amelia, but you decide to leave her be for now as to not to cause a scene or make Amelia feel bad.
But later, you and Jaehyun both gently knock on her bedroom door, opening it after she gives you her blessing.
‘Hi Lissa,’ you smile, ‘how are you feeling?’
‘I’m okay…’ she shrugs, ‘it’s just hard not being as naturally good at everything like she is.’
‘You’re both great at different things,’ Jaehyun responds, ‘you still passed all of your exams, you did really well, and we’re both going to let you both have equally nice treats each.’
‘And if you really really want to up your grades, you could spend some more time studying,’ you suggest, ‘we’ll help you in anyway that you need us to.’
’Thank you mumma/momma,’ Alissa murmurs, allowing you both to give her loving hugs.
‘Come on, love, get dressed,’ Jaehyun says, ‘we’re going to go and have a nice celebratory dinner, no grades or exams mentioned.’
You laugh at Alissa’s bluntness, ‘yes, it is a buffet.’
Doyoung expected better from Kyungmin. He’d hoped that his previous bad grades had inspired him to make more effort this time, but no.
Ds and Fs across the board.
‘Kyungmin, I really don’t know what you want me to do anymore. I know that you can do better than this.’
Kyungmin stays silent, seemingly deciding to just take your lectures.
‘I don’t know what I need to do to make you want to study,’ you sigh in defeat, ‘I don’t want to force you, but…’
For the first time you see tears begin to form in Kyungmin’s eyes, and suddenly he’s cowering under your gaze.
‘I do so terribly in the exams because I can’t read the words…’
‘I can’t read them… they’re just a blur and the letters like move around.’
You and Doyoung exchange a look.
‘Kyungmin… I’m sorry that we never noticed you struggling.’
‘I never mentioned it,’ he shrugs, evading eye contact.
‘I wish you had…’ you mumble, feeling a wave of guilt over the fact that your son was clearly suffering and you had no idea.
‘I’m sorry,’ Doyoung says, leaning down and engaging his son in a loving hug, ‘we’ll make an appointment for you, and you can talk to us about it a it more if you want okay?’
‘Yeah, I would like that. Thank you, Dad. I’m sorry I didn’t mention it earlier.’
‘It’s okay Kyungmin. I’m just glad that we can help you now.’
‘Kim Jaesang,’ Jungwoo announces, a bit like a game show host. He’s holding Jaesang’s report card in between his fingers, while both you and your oldest son wait for him to read out his grades.
‘You got a B in computing.’
‘Really?’ Jaesang’s eyes widen, clearly surprised.
‘That’s so great!’ You praise, knowing how much he struggled to get that grade in such a difficult subject.
‘All that studying actually paid off,’ Jaesang sighs in relief, a faint smile spreading across his face.
‘But you got a D in English.’
‘Oh,’ Jaesang’s smile drops, causing your own face to soften at his sadness.
‘It’s okay, Jae,’ you rub his back, ‘you’ve worked so hard this term.’
‘I know… I just don’t want to disappoint either of you. Especially since-‘
‘No, Jae,’ Jungwoo interrupts, ‘don’t say that. You haven’t disappointed us at all. We’re just happy that you tried your best.’
‘Really?’ He squeaks, surprised.
You see him flush pink when you wrap your arms around him, pulling him so that this head is laying in your neck.
‘We’re incredibly proud of you, Jaesang… you work so hard, we couldn’t have asked for a better son.’
Jungwoo nods, joining in your hug on the other side.
‘Tell you what buddy, I’ll let you get a new game. Whatever you want.’
‘Thank you, Dad. I love you both so much.’
‘We love you too,’ you mumble, kissing his cheek, much to his embarrassment.
‘It’s okay, it’s okay, Lu, calm down.’
It’s not the first time your son has come home from school in hysterics. Only Mark is at home, having already picked Lucas up from school.
The one year-old Noah looks concerned from his playmat, put carries on trying to fit his entire first in his mouth anyway.
Mark is crouching down, holding the sobbing Lucas in his arms.
‘The mean kid… he said that I was stupid.’
‘But you’re not,’ Mark insists, rubbing his back in a soothing rhythm, heart shattering at Lucas’ words.
‘Just because I got a D in the science test.’
‘I know that you tried your best,’ Mark replies, ‘I really struggled with science too.’
‘Really?’ Lucas lisps, tears still falling quickly down his face.
‘Yeah, Lu. And you won’t be the only one who didn’t do well. This just means that when the next test comes around, you can study really really hard so you can show him who’s boss.’
‘I’ll study real hard,’ he nods, ‘would you help me though?’
‘I’ll always be here to help you.’
‘Donghyuck!’ you cry, making him jump.
‘What?’ he squeaks, seemingly surprised at your objection.
Your oldest, Dalgun, sits on the couch between you, shoulders hunched over while you both bicker.
In short, he got a bad grade in one of his classes, and you and Donghyuck have different ways of dealing with it.
‘You shouldn’t be encouraging him!’ You argue, ‘you’re supposed to inspire him to do better!’
‘It’s only a start of year maths test!’
‘Mum/Mom. I promise I’ll do much better next time.’
‘You’d better do better next time, Lee Dalgun. Anyway, I’m going to go and take a shower, then I’ll start on dinner for you and your sister.’
You get up, still completely stone faced, leaving the room and heading up the stairs, making soft thudding noises.
‘I was shit at maths too,’ Donghyuck announces once you’re out of earshot.
‘Don’t sweat it kid,’ he claps him on the back, ‘you’re still young, you have time. A little bit of studying wouldn’t hurt though.’
