Bully in love: BTS fanfic

Chapter 10

Hani watches from the side of the building as Yoongi beats the living shit out of the guy in front of her. The air is cold as it whips her hair into her face, the colored strands tickling her cheeks and neck. She should have brought a jacket. The wind from on top of the roof is merciless, it digging relentlessly into the skin of her exposed and uncovered arms and legs with its icy fingers. Yoongi seems to be immune to the cold, his punches never slowing. Hani bites her lip as she stares at his back, transfixed by how his back muscles flex every time his fist makes contact with the poor guy's face. She is incredibly attracted to this side of Yoongi; always has been, always will be.

"Why are you beating him up again?" she asks, having to raise her voice due to the sound coming from the loud wind around them. Yoongi sighs, stopping his punches and holding the guy's limp body up against the wall with one of his hands. He looks over at Hani as she crosses one leg over the other at her ankles, her arms crossed in front of her chest as well.

"I already told you. He was checking you out and I didn't like that."

She rolls her eyes for what seems like the thousandth time that day. Why does he continue to act like a possessive boyfriend? She thought they were clear on the whole "friends with benefits" deal, minus the friends part. He had even told her himself that she wouldn't be aloud to fall in love with him, as if that would ever happen.

"I know that part. Why can't he look at me? I'm hot as hell dude."

He can't help but chuckle at this, releasing the almost unconscious guy. The guy slides down the the floor, groaning in pain as his body makes contact with the hard concrete. Yoongi walks over to where Hani has been waiting for him, stopping when they are chest to chest. His arms wrap around her waist as she puts her hands around his neck, bringing his nose down to hers.

"I can be possessive over my sex partner if I want. Only I can look at you like that at this school."

Hani chuckles at the term "sex partner", her eyes closing as he kisses her. It starts out slow, them beginning to pick up pace not long after. Their kisses go from delicate and soft to passionate and rough in less than a second, the pressure of their lips increasing significantly. They have just started developing a rhythm when the door to the roof opens, momentarily halting them.

Claire tries to make it seem like she isn't saddened by the scene in front of her, looking anywhere but at the two people kissing on the roof. It has been a week since she got beat up by Hani, and the girl still doesn't like her. She called her a bitch and tried to fight her over something that was an accident. Hani didn't mean to bump into the new girl, even mumbling a quiet "sorry" as she walked by. Claire just had to make a big deal out of it, not used to being pushed around. She was worshipped at her old school, the change of scenery acting like a sort of culture shock for a diva like her.

She glances from between Hani and Yoongi as they stare at her blankly, their facial expressions mirroring each other's.

"C-can I speak w-with you alone Y-Yoongi?"

He scoffs at this, his arms falling away from Hani in disbelief.

"Whatever you have to say, you can say it in front of her."

Hani leans against the wall again with a smirk on her face. She crosses her arms in front of her chest as she stares at Claire. She knows what's going to happen, having accidentally walked in on the girl rehearsing her lines. So pathetic. Confessing your love to someone who you had screwed over. Yes, Yoongi had told her what had happened. They had a nice laugh together, comparing how Yoongi acted then to how he acts now. Hani had agreed that Claire had fucked up though. Even she knew to not do something like that to someone. She wasn't that messed up.

"Don't mind me" she says, smirking at the girl when she feels Yoongi's arm wrap around her waist. She knows he is mainly doing this to hurt Claire, and she loves watching the other girl's face fall at their obvious display of skinship.

"Fine......I love you Min Yoongi. I was so stupid for hurting you. I want you back. I promise I will never let you down again. I will always be there for you when you are sad, or lonely, or don't know what to do. It would be just like old times."

His laughter can be heard despite the wind, his head thrown back as his shoulder shake.

"You love me? I didn't think someone like you could be possible of feeling any type of emotion at all. What you did really hurt me. Yeah, I did love you, but I'm over that. I've moved on, and you should too."

Claire's eyes water pathetically as she looks at Yoongi. She had so much hope. She had worked so hard on her speech. But then again, what had she expected? She had hurt him so bad. She hadn't cared about his feelings at all. He has ever right to be mad at her. And he has Hani now.

"Ok.....I'll just go now."

She walks back inside, closing the door behind her. Hani looks at Yoongi with slight apprehension apparent on her face. It's odd. It's as if she was actually worried for him. She finds herself wondering if he is alright, something that she hasn't done for anyone aside from those closest to her. Yoongi looks over and sighs tiredly, as if sensing her worry.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

"Pfft. I wasn't" she says, trying to play it off as if she wasn't concerned in the slightest. He sees right through her facade, bringing her mouth up to his for a quick kiss.

"Yeah yeah, I know. But if you were, thanks."