This chapter accidentally turned into a drabble. It's still cute in my opinion.
Third Person P.O.V.
Second semester of college. Hopefully this goes better than last semester where your best friend decided to hit on your biology professor. So far, you'd almost missed first period because you had to deal with an unhappy customer at work, you had to redo part of your entry assignment, and your third period teacher was fifteen minutes late to class. This probably would have made your day very bad, but in all honesty, you felt like you'd been walking on clouds.
Starting with second period, you were slightly peeved about the day's events, but that changed when a certain boy with teal hair sat down diagonally to you. He was the most gorgeous human being you'd ever seen. The way his brown eyes were so soft and welcoming. His freckles were adorable, and his height—or lack thereof—made him look even more so. But there was something about him that was manly. His voice was deep and honey-like, and something about his facial expression told you that he could be caring or blunt when he spoke, depending on his mood, and that he was totally confident with himself. Most of the class, you managed to pay attention with your ears while using your eyes to stare at this adorable man. You had to tell the girls about him over lunch. You probably would never have the courage to go up to Mr. Adorable, but you could definitely gush about him to your girls.
~Time Warp~
"Y/n, you haven't talked the whole time! That's a personal record of eight minutes! What's up? Are stressing out already? Or is it a guy?" Your friends are always so talkative that you've found it weird to not talk with them. Still chewing your chicken sandwich, you tap your index finger on your nose pointedly, indicating that she was right about it being a boy.
"Oh my god, spill! Is he tall? What color are his eyes?" Your friends all bombard you with questions about your mystery crush. Swallowing your food to speak up before your friends catch the attention of the whole campus cafeteria, you hold out your hand to shut them up.
"Let's just say that I may not be able to pay attention in second period for the rest of the semester..." you begin, not being able to help the blush and the smirk that crosses your features.
"Come on! Tell us! Details, we need details y/n!" they chime desperately.
"Okay, okay! ...He's short, he has brown eyes that practically melt your soul..." you continue dreamily. "He has teal hair that hangs over his eyes, ear piercings, and gorgeous milky-white skin that glows. And his voice, oh my god girls, his voice! It's so unbelievably deep and manly compared to his adorable complexion, it just makes him that much sexier." You finish your musing, only to find your friends aren't paying attention anymore; instead they are staring at something behind you.
"I see what you mean," one of them whispers breathily. Before you can turn around, you hear a deep voice very close to you.
"Sexy, huh?" Slowly turning around in your seat to look up at the man before you, you gulp visibly, trying to get rid of your nervousness and embarrassment. "I'm very flattered," he says calmly, holding out his hand. "I'm also Yoongi." Shaking his hand, you look down to hide your blush. "And do I get to know your name, pretty lady?"
"Y-y/n... Umm, exactly how much of all that did you hear?" you ask slowly.
"Enough to know that you have a huge crush on me," he replies bemused. "So... I would assume you'd be okay with me taking you out to dinner, then? Tomorrow? I could pick you up at the dorms around seven. I know a cool dance/rap club close by that we could go to afterwards, so wear something nice and sexy. Okay? See you tomorrow."
He didn't even give you time to answer, he just took your hand, softly holding it, and leaned in to kiss your cheek before winking at you and walking away without a word.
"Oh my god, I'm in love," one of your friends whispered, awestruck.
"Back off, he's mine," you warned jokingly, still not taking your eyes off the gorgeous man that was Min Yoongi: Mister Adorable from second period.
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