FRAT LINE|Year 2&3-KNJ✔️

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"Okay, this question should be a little easier to answer now that you understand it better." Yoongi turns the laptop as he talks.

He looks at Malia who's staring at the equation on the screen. She blinks and pushes her lips to the side, biting the inside of her cheek.

"You got it?" Yoongi asks, raising an amused eyebrow at her expression.

"...yeah. I think so." Malia starts writing the problem in her notebook and finishing it on her calculator. She writes her answer in the notebook and Yoongi looks at it.

He makes an impressed face. "Okay, okay. I see you."

"I got it right?" Malia asks excitedly. Her eyes light up and her ears perk as her smile grows.

Yoongi's smile widens as he finds her excitement to be endearing. She's cute, he thinks.

Her brown eyes and curly hair frame her face and he notices that she's got this.. orangey type smell to her. It's warm and... soft... if that makes sense. It does in his mind. Malia just gives off very soft, ambient energy.

"Yeah... you got it right."

She squeals and claps her hands. "Okay, okay. Let's finish up now. I feel like I can do the rest. Oh, but stay here to help me, though. Just in case."

He chuckles deeply as he licks his lips. "I'm not going anywhere. You need someone to check it to make sure it's right."

"Oh yeah yeah. Okay last question." Malia says, trying to hurry and get back to the suite to see Joon. He brought Tarrant's food and some of his toys over to his suite while he plays the game with Midas.

Midas was still in disbelief that they actually allowed them to get the animal but pleased by the sight nonetheless.

As Yoongi and Malia finish her homework, Namjoon walks across campus, looking down at his phone. He lost the game of 2k so he had to go out for his and Midas's food.

He answers the phone as the call comes through. The sound of Midas's voice rings into his ear.

"Ayo, you got the food already?"

"Yeah I just got back on the campus. I'm on my way to the suite now."

"Yeah, about that. Cam is redying her hair and needs help bleaching it so I'm headed over there. Tarrant's asleep on the couch. Just put my food in the fridge."

Namjoon smacks his teeth. "I should knock you out."

"Bro, I'm sorry. You know how she get." Midas says.

Namjoon rolls his eyes and looks ahead as he walks toward his suite building. A familiar figure has him inhaling deeply at the sight of her. Maybe he can just ignore and pretend he didn't see her.

Unfortunately for him, she has other plans.

"Hey, Joon." Raeya's soft voice calls. She sees that he's on the phone. "Can I talk to you for a minute? Please?" Her gaze on him is soft and he forgets everything as he stares at her. 

"I bet if it was Lia ass needing help, you'd tell us all to fuck off to help her." Midas says over the phone.

"Yeah. Let me call you back. It's hard to carry this food and talk at the same time."

"Alright. I'll hit you later then. My hands gonna be bleachy."

"Okay." They hang up and Namjoon tries to be as nonchalant about this as he can.