dipshit | a yoonmin fanfiction|

[5] squeaks and tickles

「JIMINS POV」

"jimin?"

darn chair and it's squeakiness.

"Oh! hey y-yoongi hyung, wasn't expecting you to be here!"

well, i was hoping you wouldn't.

"yeah, right." he scoffs, laying his head back into his arms, mint hair bunching up at his forehead.

i look down at my feet, picking up and chair and gently placing it back into the floor a body's distance from the desk. i sit down awkwardly in the loud seat, trying my best not to make any noise.

i remain inhumanly still after a few times of trying to get comfortable in my chair and receiving a ear shattering screech in return.

why me?

i reach my hand up to run to through my hair. another squeal resonating off the empty white walls.

"can you fucking not?" yoongis voice calls from the left. i turn to look at him, my seat calling out to me in pain, to see him glaring at me from under his bangs.

i glare back, "can you not?"

he raises an eyebrow at me in question, "excuse you, but who is the one that has has adhd and can't sit fucking still?"

i sigh aloud and turn my whole body in his direction, "and who's the one that can't say anything with cursing up a storm?"

"cursing up a storm?" he snorts, "who are you my grandma?"

"rather be your grandma than you."

he deadpans, "so you'd rather be dead?"

"well, n-no."

"that's what i fucking thought, now shut your pretty little trap and sit the shit still." he practically commands, going back to rest his head.

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「YOONGIS POV」

"yoongi hyung?"

oh my fucking god.

"yoongi you awake?"

no you fucktard.

"yoongi hyung, come on, i know your not sleeping."

...creepy dick

"fine." a chair scratches against the floor, and the sound of footsteps, i can only presume to be jimins, starts to get louder.

i scrunch my nose up in confusion, trying to hear for any other noises.

"you made me do this."

suddenly his fingers are jabbing at my sides. my face contorts into one of confusion and surprise, my head whipping to him out of reflex. the shock rapidly evaporates and find myself deadpanning at the boy stroking my sides.

his once laughing over exaggerately, face falls, defeat written all over it.

i rise my eyebrows at him, a smile creeping it's way onto my face, "remember– you made me do this."

i proceed to attack the younger boy with my fingers. he lets out a gasp of surprise before stilling and prying my fingers off of him, "i too am not ticklish."

we stand two feet across from each other, looking around the room. i press my lips together and look to the side. "welp, this is-"

"awkward." i finish.

"awkward!" he cheers, throwing his fists into the air. i give him my 'what in the actually fuck are you doing' look.

"just trying to lighten the mood jeez."

i could tell he was trying really hard... he hit his head and whispered, "your an idiot." to himself when he thought i wasn't looking.

he sure is an idiot.

we become silent again, and i want more than anything for detention to be over so i can go back to class. wow. i'm really fucking desperate.

"hey," i glance back to him. "uh, about earlier.. i was- well you know trying to wake you up so i could apologize, i mean i think i offended you, and i didn't mean too and i just-"

"please shut up, your starting to sound like jungkook when he talks about taehyung."

he lets out a light laugh, "so eh.."

"i guess i forgive you."

he lets out a heavy breath and smiles. "oh thank god, i thought you were going to murder me or somethin'."

"nah, jungkook would kill me, something about ruining his chances with taehyung? i don't know." i reply, sending him a smile of my own.

"friends?"

that's a good show tbh.

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yo yo yo

words: 670

SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED I WENT ON VACATION AND HAD NO TIME TO UPDATE AND SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY

sorry for this horrible horrible chapter, i really hate this chapter. i couldn't get it to sound right and i just kinda gave up.

but here...

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