Pretty U (Yoongi X Male Reader) ff

Chapter 6: Inspiration

"Oh, we chose each other and focus on by nano unit. When I see you, it's breathtaking. Normally I'm not like this."

M/N POV:

As I hear the monotonic noise of the train, I quickly wake up to see Hoseok's face in front of me. "What the-?!" I yell a bit loudly as he smiles at me. "You woke up? We should better get going," he says as he stood up. I stand up as well, feeling puzzled about why I was sleeping. Wait, was I actually sleeping on his shoulder? Out of all the places on this earth, why his shoulder?! I quietly rant but before I could grab my bag, then, something stopped me. I looked back as I saw Yoongi's hand, gripping mine. "Yoongi, we need to go!" I whisper-yell to him around his ear as I shake him. Hoseok's already out of the train and I can't just leave without Yoongi. No way I'm going alone with Hoseok! "Yoongs~" I whine out as Yoongi groans, "What?" he says as he puts his earphones around his shoulder. "Get up! We're going to deboard the train," I say as he nods, still not releasing my hand. I sigh as I try to not gay panic as I grab my bag. Hoseok just stares at us with a puzzled face as I shrug. "I don't know too," I say, trying to not show my gay panicked emotions. "Yah, why do you let Yoongi hold your hand but not me?" he says, pouting. Is he trying to be cute? I try to not look at his face but damn, he's blessed with good looks. I try to resist his puppy eyes as I smack him on the head, "Yoongi's cute unlike you," I say as he laughs and grabs my other hand. "What?" I say as I glare at him a bit. "Nothing?" he says as he snickers. I sigh as Yoongi on the other hand, pinches my right cheek. "Oww..." I say painfully as he snickers, "Don't call me cute," he says as I just rub the pinched area. Why is his pinch that painful? Doesn't he know a thing called pressure? It's (not)simple physics... As we get out of the ticket gate, Hoseok immediately comes rushing toward me as he intertwined our fingers together. "Hey, why are you up so fast today M/N?" he says with his cocky smile. I sigh in defeat. This boy won't get over easily and he's going to be tough. I'll rather just make him do what he wants, I think as I reply, "Because of my brothers. I guess I'll just hit the library to waste time. I have stuff to do so," I say Hoseok hummed. Then Yoongi came from the other side he too grabbed my hand in silence. I look at him with a puzzled face. Why does he keep doing this? I'm on the verge of maximum gay panic...! I internally yell as I keep on a straight face as Hoseok keeps asking me questions. As we just walk on with Hoseok and I talking about random stuff and Yoongi being quiet, we reach the school.

Yoongi POV:

Wow, Hoseok's more proactive than I've thought he would be. As he was making moves on M/N I started to do the same, but how do you even do that...? As I was thinking about how to make moves while walking to school, I noticed how every time I accidentally squeeze M/N's hand a bit tighter, his ears redden a bit. I chuckle as Hoseok glares at me as M/N becomes a bit redder because of me. God, I love how it's me who makes him feel this way rather than Hoseok-WAIT, What. am. I. even. thinking.?! Am I actually gay? And for him? Fuck, I internally curse as we reach the school. M/N waves bye to us as I walk towards the basketball court in full silence. As I reach the changing room, I bang my head against the lockers. Making them shake a bit. Why am I gay? And do I actually like M/N? That kid? What the fuck? I aggressively scratch my minty hair as I start changing into my school gym clothes. I sigh as I re-think all the emotions I had around him. Maybe I need those two to help me out a bit... I sigh as I change a bit faster.

M/N POV:

As I walk up to the library, I see that no one was there. Even Taemin, who studies a lot during the morning. I look around as I spot a good place by the window. I sit down with my bag and open my physics textbook. "physics..." I grumble as I start to get work done.

After a while, I start to hear some sounds of a ball hitting the ground. I cautiously look outside the window as I see Yoongi in his gym clothes. "Whoa," I look out from the window as I see him dribble and shoot into the hole, perfectly in any single way. I look astonished as I see him do more moves. As if he saw my presence, he looked back towards me as we locked eyes. Oh god, why is he so handsome? I swear I'm blushing right now. As Yoongi shows a gummy smile, he waves toward me as I nervously wave back. "Whyyy," I moan quietly in the empty library as I look at my physics textbook. "I really wish there was a guidebook for love for gay men..." I mumble as I get my sharpened pencil and paper. I should start writing Yoongi's letter, I think to myself as I gather all the memories with him, and all the emotions I have. It might turn out cheesy, but I hope it turns out for the best, I sigh as I start to write.