1. My Bad Boy [Yoongi]

Re-connected

Its been weeks since me and Yoongi talked. Our seats changed, I was now sitting next to a flirt. He wouldn't stop trying to touch me. He was across the class. I watched him quietly. I felt something touch my thigh. I looked over, he was touching me.
"Yah!" I slapped his hand. I crossed my legs and scooted away. He chuckled.

"Come on, just let me" he said. He reached for me.

"No" I pushed his arm away. He growled.

"Why won't you let me?"

"Don't touch me" that came out louder than expected. The whole class turned, even Yoongi. The teacher rolled his eyes. I heard a chair scratch along the floor. He kept trying to lift my skirt.

"Stop!" I kicked his shin.

"Thats it!" Yoongi popped up from behind him, he turned the guy around and punched the guy. I gasped and jumped back. He fell into my chair and landed on the floor. Yoongi grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the class. He pulled me through the halls, I kept tripping over my feet. Finally we stopped. He faced me.

"Sorry, I overreacted" he scratched his neck. Without thinking I launched myself into his arms. His scent filled my nose. How I missed his presence. He hugged me back.

"I guess I was right about this, we can't stay away from each other" he said. I shook my head, I really couldn't stay away. He just sighed. He lightly rubbed my back. He gently pushed me back.

"You saved me again" I said. He wryly smiled.

"I guess it's my job" he laughed lightly. I laughed lightly.

"How do I repay you?" He looked away, then smirked.

"Go on a date with me"

"Okay" I smiled. He smiled at me.
"I'll take you somewhere better this time, I promise"

"I'll hold that to you" he laughed at me.
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I was waiting for Yoongi. I was wearing a cute white dress, curled my hair, a pearl bracelet, a gold heart necklace, and white flats with a bow on my toes. I had on my normal everyday makeup. A knock came from my door. I ran to the door and opened it. Yoongi was there, he had on a red flannel, black jeans ripped at the knees, black converse, and a black beanie. He smiled at me.

"You look pretty" his cheeks turned red. Mine did as well.

"Thanks" I said. He grabbed my hand and guided me to his car.
***
"A coffee shop?" I asked. He shrugged.

"I'm not good with dates" he laughed. I laughed with him. We entered we sat down at a table. I order a cappuccino, he got a. simple black coffee with sugar and cream. He also ordered some ice cream, I had vanilla flavor, he had Rocky road.

"Coffee with ice cream?" I laughed. He looked down.

"Like I said not good with dates" he laughed. I laughed too.

"Its okay, I don't date much either" I said. I took a bite from my ice cream.
***
"That was fun" I said, he walked me to my door. He nodded.

"More fun than a bar?" He laughed.

"Definitely" I looked up at him. His bottom lip slightly poking out. I let out a breath. He gently grabbed my chin and brought my face closer. I held my breath.

"What are you thinking?" He asked.

"Um...your...your..." I studdered. He smirked.

"My what?"

"Your lips" I admitted. He licked his lips slowly.

"What about them?" He brought my face closer. I stiffened.

"Just...your bottom lip is thicker than your top"

"Mm" he bit his bottom lip. I gulped. I stared at his face until our noses were practically touching.

"Do you like my lips?" He said slowly.

"Um...yes" I said quietly. He smirked.

"Do you wanna feel them?" He suggested.

"Um..."

"I think you do" he smirked. He gently pressed his lips to mine. They were soft and warm. He cupped my cheek and held my face. He gently kissed me. I closed my eyes. He grabbed the other side of my face. He pulled my face closer. He slid his tongue along my bottom lip, then pulled away. He stared at me for a second before pulling away.

"I gotta go" he said.

"Okay" I said quietly. He stroked my cheek and walked away. My heart thudded against my chest. I walked inside my house, with a hammering heart.