K-Pop one shots.

Newly Found Friend

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"If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh (ayy), Up, then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck (huh)" I sung to myself as I turned down the alley. Making my way home from school. 

It had already been dark because Jasmine, Jaehyun, Kendyl, and I had to meet up after school for our study group. It took every muscle and piece of dignity in me not to stop and do the dance to this song. Only because I wasn't alone in the alley. If I had been alone, BOOYYYY, I would have fucked that dance up. As I was walking past, I turned my music down. My mom always told me to be aware of my surroundings while walking home because anything could happen. 

Just as I was walking past the group of men, I noticed they had been school-age boys because they were wearing the same uniform as me. One of them then whistled. Catcalling is nothing I'm not used to, but me being the sassy person I am, I rolled my eyes and continued to make my way out of the alley. 

"YAHH!!! Didn't you hear me?" One said, making me quickly pick up my paste. If that dude try anything he finna catch these ha-

Just as I had been thinking to myself, I felt a hand roughly grab my shoulder, making me turn around. 

"Get your hands off me pervert." I spat at him.

"Pervert? Ha. Or what?" He spoke as the rest of his friends gathered around me. Each had worn a smirk on their face. 

I then pushed him and tried to make a run. Only so was my hair being grabbed and I was being pulled to the ground with the guys still surrounding me. 

"You must not know who I am, because if you did, you wouldn't have tried that. I'm Jungkook. Get used to seeing me more often sweetcheeks." The main guy spoked, leading over me, still grasping on to my hair. 

"Get off my hair!" More than anything I hate when people touch my hair. Do they know how much time and effort I put into this? TOO MUCH!

"Or....What?" He spoke slowly, grinning in my face as he got closer. 

"Yah. Leave her alone." Some guy spoke. He had really pale skin and had worn a bored facial expression. 

"Mind your business and get the fuck out of the-" He was then cut off by a punch landing in his face. 

LMAOOOOO. Imagine that in slow motion. 

"Damn" I said trying to contain my laughs. All the guys then disperse and run. Including Jungkook. 

"I'll be right back." The pale guy spoke. He then ran in the same direction as Jungkook. 

 Well Im not gonna wait around. One they ran off, I got up and grabbed my bookbag. I then noticed some things had fallen out and were scattered on the ground. As I finished picking everything up, I was met face to face with the guy who saved me. 

"Come on. Let's get you home." He spoke as he wrapped his arm of my shoulder, guiding me out the alley. 

"I don't know you." I said giving him a stank look. 

"I'm Min Yoongi. Last year student. I be seeing you around school." He spoke as we continued walking. 

Once we were outside of my house, which wasn't much further, Yoongi waved and walked off. 

The very next day, I had met up with my friends again. However, this time, when it was time to go, Yoongie came to the library where I had been. 

"You ready kid?" He asked, grabbing my bookbag for me. 

"Huh?" I responding not knowing what he had been talking about. 

"Did you really think I would let you walk home on your own? Its dark out there." He spoke guiding me out of the library. 

"I always wa-" I began, only to be cut off. 

"Well, not anymore Kid. I'm here now." He said, with little expression.

Only did I know we would begin a lifelong friendship.