EPHEMERAL

four

yoongi

"not until i get your number." he said with a cocky smirk.

i groaned in frustration as i pushed him away.

"see, i'm not interested in fuckboys so if you're trying to get laid, find another fucking target." i warned as i looked at him with pure hatred.

"fine." he huffed.

"now, leave me the fuck alone."

"oh i will for now."

"for now? what the hell do you mean?"

"oh babyboy, i know we attend the same school."

"first of all don't call me babyboy because let's face it, i'm the dom in the both of us. second of all, can't you see i'm not interested with whatever game you're playing on me?"

and with that being said, he left without making anymore remarks.

well damn, that was easy.

minutes later, i felt someone sit beside me.

"so how are you holding up?" namjoon asked.

"i want to leave namjoon."

"but why?" he asked still completely sober.

"parties are not my things, i'd rather go home and sleep." i explained as i stood up and started going to my desired direction.

"where are you going, hyung?" namjoon called out.

"home." with that being said, i left.
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i huffed in annoyance as i waddled towards my locker to grab my things for the next class.

an arm suddenly slung around me, making me jump a little from surprise.

i looked over to my right as i saw a familiar face.

this bastard.

i scrunched my nose in disgust as i removed his arm around me.

"park jimin, fucking leave me alone you ass."

"no can do, babyboy."

i cursed under my breath as i started heading towards my next class.

i was just walking in silence until that annoying bastard decides to continue bothering me.

"so what class are you heading at?" he asked.

"none of your business." i replied.

"why are you being so rude to me? i just want to be friends you know?"

i stopped walking and faced him.

"listen. you never noticed me the first time i stepped my ass in this school
now you're suddenly bothering me? woah not so fishy at all."

"you seem cute and interesting." he explained looking straight into my eyes making my cheeks flush into a deep shade red.

yoongi stop fucking blushing you shit.

"duh, i-i know i'm cute a-and interesting."

for fucks sake, why did i stutter?

"awe, my babyboy blushed and stuttered." he teased as he smiled at me.

"aish! i fucking hate you." i squeaked as i quickly left.