reach: tomorrow, VKOOK FANFIC

4. Reading the mood

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The orange-haired boy runs forwards in panic, trying to squeeze himself through the masses of people. Only a small circle of curious people has gathered to watch the poor unfortunate rabbit who is losing blood quickly laying on the ground. No one seems to have the courage to help - or the will to step forwards.

Fortunately, the hurt one is lucky...

Lucky, to have a stalker named Park Jimin.

Jimin finally arrives and falls down to his knees in front of Yoongi. He tries to stop his bleeding but his lack of knowledge and experience makes his desperate efforts near to useless.

"SOMEBODY HELP ME! CALL FOR AN AMBULANCE!", Jimin calls out to the increasing bystanders.

Yoongi's eyes opens slightly by the noise and he watches his newfound hero fight in panic before him.

Park Jimin...

It hurts...

Is all he can think, before his tired mind slowly puts him to sleep again.

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The next morning, in school.

Taehyung sits down in his seat in the almost empty classroom and takes up his cellphone. He feels good today, happy, and excited about seeing Jungkook. In his mind, they're basically close already.

They're friends.

Friends?

Taehyung looks up from his cellphone for a second and tilts his head in deep thought. Was that really it? They had hugged, spoken a little and Jungkook had given him strawberry milk...

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Wasn't that... flirting?

Taehyung is close to letting his phone slip out of his hands and fall down down to the bench by the mere thought of it.

"Ah, no way.", he then says and smiles.

Halfheartedly, with fluttering feelings, he chases the thought away.

"Good morning.", someone suddenly says and gains Taehyungs attention.

"Hoseok, morning.", he answers.

Hoseok goes and sits down in his bench to then let his gaze search around the classroom briefly.

"Jimin's not here?", he asks Taehyung who now is completely absorbed into his cellphone.

"He's probably late.", the younger answers.

Hoseok, rather unsatisfied by the answer leans his chair slowly backwards and makes a pouty face.

"He's never late though...", he says in a sulky voice.

But Taehyung is not listening anymore, he is busy trying to find Jungkook on facebook or just any social media he can think of. Nothing. Taehyung sighs and puts his phone down on the bench just in time for Jungkook to step into the classroom.