The mint haired boy walked to the quiet hallways of the school, his light footsteps echoing through the room.
His lips curving to a smile as he heard a familiar whine.
He looked to see by the lockers and there stood hoseok carrying his big ass books, he struggles to put them and some fell down.
Yoongi quickly ran to the younger helping him to pick up on his books.
They were scrambling and hoseok was groaning, his papers were everywhere and he had to arrange it again for the millionth time, the older laughing at his clumsiness.
And at one book, he put a folded paper where had written his poem for the boy.
"So, have you read Hope's haven?"
The older asks, eyes meeting hoseok, the younger quickly nodded, surprised that they have one thing in common.
Now that was great achievement in his crush life. He thought.
"Y-yeah.. I didnt know you read that too.. " hoseok chuckles, avoiding a blush going up his cheeks.
"Hmm.. What else do we have in common?" Yoongi smiles, and hoseok feels his heart pounding, he doesnt know what to say until a book fell down again, he reached it, and his eyes go wide as he felt the older's hands on top of his.
He blushed and this didnt go unnoticed by yoongi.
He coughed, "So, uh are you free this saturday?" yoongi asked scratching the back of his neck.
"Sure! Uh, i mean yes!" Hoseok quickly covered his mouth and yoongi laughed at the youngers adorableness.
"Saturday it is then.. " yoongi stared at Hoseok, then to his lips, and slowly,
Slowly,
He leaned,
And so did hoseok,
Their lips was just an inch,
Then closer,
Just——
"You are fired! " they broke away from each other as they heard the principal come out of the office, pushing a teacher.
The teacher cried, and shouted something at the principal but they coudnt seem to make it out, suddenly the principal looked at them, both flinching at the harsh stare.
"Leave." he simply said.
The two boys were frozen, not moving, seems to be interested at the scene going on.
"I said leave! " the principal shouted, and then they walked on their seperated ways, waving at each other like it's their last time.
Little do they know..
That it was their last time.
