dipshit | a yoonmin fanfiction|

[1] no fuck, dipshit.

HIS EYES IN THIS ARE GREAT LIKE WTH

「YOONGI POV」

"Hurry up hyung." Jungkook whined tugging on my arm in a hurry. One of these days im end up in jail thanks to this fag waking me up every morning.

I sighed sitting up and pushing my bangs out my eyes. "And explain to me why I have to go with you on your date." My legs swing off the bed as I rub my eyes open.

"It's not exactly a date." He replied his voice timid. "I invited him to hang out but he ended up texting me saying he was going to bring a friend along- and I don't want to go there a third wheel it up you know- but I really like him and I want this to go smoothly- and-"

"Jungkook." My hand connected with his shoulder, pausing his monologue, "shut up will ya?" This boy is to cute for his own good.

His eyes brightened a bit when I planted my feet on the ground and stood up, "so your going? Right? Right?" His hair flopped back and forth with his head as he tilted it in different directions excitedly.

"Aishh, I'm coming- I'm coming." He stumbled out of the way and I took this opportunity to walk past him.

After having recovered I could hear his feet stomping all over the wooden floor, "ah! yes, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"whatever."

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「JIMIN POV」

"What if he blew me off hyung?" Taehyung breathed shakily, bitting his lip and looking down at me. Curse my shortness. His brows furrowed and eyes filled with unneeded worry.

"Yah! Tae he still has five minutes until he's suppose to be here, calm down." I explained, patting his back.

As the minutes passed he started to bounce back and forth from foot to foot, his eyes constantly observing the street. Two minutes after the set meeting time Taes eyes lit up as he turned to shake me, hands planted firmly on my shoulders "he's here, jiminiee he's here."

"Relax tae." I calmed him, peeling his fingers off me.

Now empty, his hands reached for his hair "Oh god, Jimin! What the fuck do I do?!?"

"Calm down." He ignored me, continuing to act like a four year old on a sugar rush.

"Look he's looking for me! For me!" He squealed, his fingers stabbing his chest, probably hard enough to leave a bruise. "What if he isn't looking for me, oh god Jimi-"

"Tae, he's looking for you. You were suppose to meet here toda-"

He cut me off, "Jimin! He has someone with him! Is he on a date!? Oh god, I knew it, he has a boyfriend, of course he has a boyfriend, he's adorable, why wouldn't he have a boyfriend-"

"Tae!" Taehyung turned to me, his eyes tearing up. "calm down, don't you remember, you both made plans to meet here."

"Yeah, but why did he bring a guy with him, it was just suppose to be the both of us."

I deadpan, "Tae, you brought me along, how was it going to be both of you?"

"Well I was going to shove you off some cliff once I was fine to be on my own with him but now I can't and-"

Seeing the two were almost here I decided to quickly grab Taes shoulders and spin him around. "Yah! Ji- oh, h-hi kookie!"

This so called kookie smiled back him, his black hair flopping to side and eyes turning to crescents. He sent a smile wave while his other hand played him the hem of his shirt. "hi taehyung."

"oh so the guy's name is taehyung, aye?" A voice said from behind 'kookie.' And although what he said is very light-hearted, his tone sounded very monotoned and bored.

"Yah! Yoongi! Don't be rude!" kookie scolded his friend.

"Aish, I'm just joking- kookie." he replied, slight smile in his voice when he called his friend kookie.

"go away hyung."

Hyung? This shorty that I can't even see over this freshman is his hyung? Wowie. I know I'm short, but damn.

"I didn't even want to come in the first place."

"no, wait hyung, I was joking please stay.

"You already said I could be free."

"Please."

"No."

"Pleeeeease hyung?"

"Let me think about it, ha, no."

"Hyuuuuuuuuuung."

"Oh my god, dude just come with us, besides, I don't want to third wheel all by myself today."

The short boy stepped out from the behind his friend, allowing me to see him for the first time today. I had remembered seeing him around school before, never really up close. I mainly recognize him from his bright minted hair. I gotta say, this boy is a flippin hot stack of pancakes. Blue eyes that are still beautiful despite the fact that they were glaring daggers at my head. His small frame his just big enough to be adorable and not scrawny. Minty hair pushed in every direction as if he just woke up, it was all enough to take my breath away for a second.

I bit my lip as I realized he stepped closer, eye squinting farther. His mouth was moving, it took a second for me to regain my ability to comprehend was his mouth was moving do furiously for.

"-fucking make out, I'm out."

My ears feel as if they are shriveling up at the sound of his profanity, I wanted to hit him right then and there. All attraction that may have ever been there disappeared as that one word left his mouth.

"you just cussed." The words left before I even realized it, they sounded shocked, they probably were, he looked so innocent and cute.

Because words have feelings, yes.

"no fuck, dipshit." he replied, saracasm practically dripping from his voice.

I winced again,"can you not?"

"fuck no, dipshit." he smirked.

I'm starting to like the idea of him going home.

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WORDS: 1000

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SORRY IT WAS KINDA BORING, and yes this story is focused on yoonmin not taekook.

BUT TAEKOOK WILL BE PRESSNT BECAUSE IM A SLUT FOR TAEKOOK.

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