Spirea

you can't be serious

[gloss]: no lessons today

[jijimin]: huh? not that i give two fucks but why?

[gloss]: you just said you don't give a fuck so why would i bother telling you

[jijimin]: maybe because i asked?

[gloss]: yeah no.

[jijimin]: alright. how about because canceling when i'm literally already outside is a fucking inconvenience

[gloss]: lie again there's no way you're at your mom's already it's an hour away

[jijimin]: zero minutes for me

[gloss]: pics or you're lying

[jijimin]:

[gloss]: fuck me

[jijimin]: absolutely not

[gloss]: first off shut the fuck up secondly stay there.

[jijimin]: first it's cancelled now i have to stay here? did you forget the part where i fucking hate my parents?

[gloss]: look if you don't want me going to your mother and saying i won't do this anymore fucking sit still.

[jijimin]: aight damn.

***

"Who the actual fuck is knocking."

"Hewows!"

"Uh hey kid I think you got the wr-

"How many times do I have to tell you not to run ahead of me like that!"

"Sorry I just wanted to see brother's friend!"

"Brother? Friend? Who are y-"

The sound of frantic breathing and shoes slapping the ground filled the air as Yoongi's red hair catches the light. His school uniform disheveled and tattered at the hems while he hurriedly scampers down the hall before crouching down at the side of the little one who's eyes were filled with wonder and joy, all of which were staring daggers into a rather perplexed Jimin's soul.