Locker Room | m.yg + j.hs

xiii. pressure.

                   ~hoseok' pov~

my whole body jumped as a loud bell rang across the intercom. i hope this wasn't a stupid prank the freshmen played again. "all basketball players please report to the gymnasium at dismissal in fifteen minutes, please." the monotoned voice said, soon silencing the intercom. part of me was glad that i could relieve my stress at practice, but another part was nervous to see yoongi after yesterday. i still felt awkward around him; knowing what he looked like, naked and all.

coach wang had us all sit down on the bleachers and fill out our qualification papers for the big game next week. just looking at the words in bold, 'Busan Qualifying Team Registration' made me shiver. it was my first game like this since i left gwangju, so it was a little nerve-rattling.

"okay boys, you really need to practice hard this next week, got it?" coach wang said while collecting the papers. we all assembled in a line and bowed our heads. soon after, we began to shoot around and played a little bit. yoongi couldn't keep his eyes off of me, and it made me a little uncomfortable. was i doing something wrong? did i have food on my mouth?

his glare got so bad, that soon enough his head was hit by a ball. i couldn't help but laugh.

"maybe keep your eyes off of hoseok and that can be avoided!" coach wang yelled from the other side of the court. yoongi blushed intensely and went over to the water fountain to grab a drink, and i followed along, hoping i could initiate conversation with him.

"hey" i peeped, walking over to where yoongi stood in the small area.

"hello baby. you're doing really well out there, don't you think?" he stared into my eyes as he spoke and moved his hands through my brown hair. baby?

"uhh yeah...i guess." i shrugged, taking a deep breath. i gathered my thoughts and finally said what was on my mind. "why do you keep looking at me?"

yoongi laughed and wiped his forehead.
"because you're just so beautiful, you know that right? i just want to see you one more time without–"

"stop."

he glared at me like a lost puppy and put his hand on my shoulder. i don't think he comprehended that i didn't want to have sex with him 24/7, and i wanted to take our relationship slow. we aren't even dating for goodness sake!

"sorry, i got a little ahead of myself." he looked down at his shoes and moved his cute little feet around, following the movement with his eyes.

"you're fine, but can we wait until we're serious to do that?"

"anything for you, baby."