𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐄𝐀

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-jimin pov-

"Oooooo Park Jimin do you have a crush on Min Yoongi?"
Taehyung teased making Jungkook chuckle in amusement.

"Taehyung, shut up."

"It's not like he's here is he?"

"Who is 'he'?"
A familiar voice questioned, blushing, I looked away avoiding Yoongi's gaze.

"Oh, Yoongi, we were talking about you actually-"
Taehyung stopped mid way after Jungkook harshly elbowed him in the ribs.

"Ow! Hey, that was uncalled for."
Taehyung shouted, hugging himself in pain, I looked at Yoongi who was holding in a laugh.

"Anyway, I came here for Jimin."
Yoongi stated looking up me and smiling.

"Right, we'll leave you to it."
Jungkook said pushing Taehyung forward, Yoongi walked closer and I didn't know what to say, I hadn't forgotten anything had I?

"Jimin, you didn't come on Sunday, remember?"
My eyes widened in surprise as I brought a hand up to my forehead.

"Oh, gosh Yoongi, I-I'm sorry I was really busy and-"

"It's fine, just next time remember, I don't like waiting and I hate baking so we should get this done quickly."
He explained, quickly looking away as he was distracted by something else.

"Uh, yeah sure I'll keep that in mind."

"Yeah, oh, how's your hand."
He questioned pointing at my hand.

"It's fine."

"Cool, have you seen my ex lately?"
Yoongi asked biting his lip anxiously.

"No, Yoongi, I'm sorry."
I replied fiddling with the hem of my shirt.

"Ok, I'll see you on Saturday then."
I nodded as he patted me on the shoulder and walked away, I stood amongst the crowds of students till the bell went, my next class would be maths, gosh I love maths it's peaceful and it is almost like an art and I never found it hard to concentrate in maths, however, Yoongi had been moved from the back of the class to the seat right in front of mine and for the first time I wanted to run away from the class.

I slowly walked towards my maths class, counting my steps, as other students ran desperately to their designated classes, as I neared the class I could hear my maths teacher calling out the names on the roll, I waited outside the class, peeking through the small window on the door once in a while, for her to call my name out.

"Min Yoongi?"

There was no 'here' or 'yes' or even a small 'yep', where had he run off to? I saw him a few minutes ago, I bit my nails hoping that he was indeed in the class and that he just raised his hand to motion that he was present.

"No? Does anyone know where he is? No one? Ok."

I went to open the door but a hand stopped me, I followed it up to meet Yoongi's eyes.

"What are you doing?"
I whispered.

"I'm skipping school today."

"WHAT?! S-skip s-school? Who, who does that?"

"Jimin, everyone does."
He replied letting go of my arm.

"I certainly don't."

"Come on, our grades are high aren't they? Missing this one class won't affect it."
He explained.

"What will the teachers say? What will our mothers say?"

"Your mother and father won't have time to be angry at you and my parents won't give a shit and the teachers? Well, they are too lazy, if we are back by lunch, I'm sure they won't even notice."
Yoongi said looking around to see of anyone was around.

"Notice? They just called our names out and we were clearly absent!"

"Shut up and live a little, it's your fault for being late otherwise, I wouldn't have dragged you into this."
He smiled running a hand through his hair, stop.

"So you're saying that, you were going to skip school and for no reason you decided to come to the class and I happened to be there so you decided that I was better than no one?"
I questioned crossing my arms over my chest.

"No, I knew you would be late for this class."
He stated putting his hand into his pockets.

"How? Are you Sherlock Holmes or something?"

"You don't need to be Sherlock Holmes to figure out why you would be late to this class."
Yoongi said.

"No come on, let's go, we have already spent a lot of time just talking about skipping class rather than actually doing it."
Yoongi whispered grabbing my wrist and pulling me towards the other end of the school, I ran with him till we were out of the school as soon as we were out of the doors of the school I started thinking about my whole life.

"I'm going to die, I won't make it to university will I? What will my mother say? Do you think the principal will never let me be library monitor after this?"

"Shut up, where shall we go?"

"Oh how ironic you tell me to shut up an-"

"Never mind, I'll pick, let's head to the city, I'm hungry."
Yoongi explained walking down the stairs, I slowly followed after him contemplating my entire life before Yoongi shouted for me to hurry up, I quickly ran towards him.

"Hey, you never told me how you knew that I was going to be late for maths."
I said stopping in my tracks, Yoongi did the same and turned around to face me.

"You idiot, I'm in that class, don't take me for a dipshit, and tell Taehyung to lower his voice next time, I could hear everything he said from my locker."

"B-but your locker is, it's all the way at the end of the hallway, there is no way you could've heard anything he said."
I looked down as my cheeks began turning red.

"Hm, I've never had a boy have a crush on me before, this will be interesting, won't it? Especially since we are partners in this cooking project."

"I-I'm sorry."

"About what?"
Yoongi questioned.

"About Taehyung."
I replied looking up at him.

"Ha, yeah, it wasn't him that gave away the most, it was you."

* * *

Yes,
It is finally getting somewhere,
Yoonmin is life.

d.w