Black {m.yg + j.jk}

IV

The walk was completely silent. Of course, Yoongi didn't say anything. All he did was walk was walk a little behind Jungkook, and let his eyes wander over the adorable, timid younger. He wanted to figure this kid out, ask him questions, but every time he tried speaking, his chest pained and his words caught in his throat, choking him.

Jungkook also wanted to try and be a little more open with his hyung, but every time that he went to talk, the image of Yoongi clouded in a black abysm. He wished he could even stutter something out like at the lunch table, but he didn't have his other hyungs to help him. They were alone now.

So, they walked in silence until they reached the classroom.

Jungkook immediately went to his spot near the back of the room. This was his place; no one bothered him and he bothered no body. Yet seeing Yoongi still standing awkwardly in the doorway, glancing around the room anxiously made him feel slightly upset. His off-white from earlier had immediately changed to a shaking, timid white. Jungkook pursed his lips.

"H-Hyung," he called softly. "You can sit here."

The white turned to a calmer, relieved color as Yoongi made his way to the younger.

Not far after, the professor walked in. The middle aged man usually sported a soft purple, like lavender, which complimented his soft personality. But today, it was heavy, just like the dark circles under his eyes. "Okay students. Today, I'm not going to give a huge lecture or anything. Just assigning a project."

The majority of the class groaned, but Jungkook's mood was slightly enlightened. He loved the assignments from this class. The thought of creating music-

"You will team up with one other person to create a minor ballad. The lyrics must be heavy. If you wish, you may use a rap, though it's unconventional. You have two weeks to complete and send in a rough recording of your piece. Once you have chosen your partner, report to me and then you may leave."

Oh no.

No way in the world did Jungkook want to work with anyone. His eyes roamed the room, seeing all the happy faces that already knew who they were going to work with and what they were going to do; and there sat Jungkook, looking as miserable as he felt.

He glanced to his left. Yoongi's white had turned to a cloudy grey, matching his slouched posture. His head hung low and his face expression a grimace, Jungkook could tell that he didn't like this just as much as he did.

With pursed lips and a few moments of psyching himself up, he asked, "W-Would you like to, um...work with m-me?"

Yoongi turned to look at him, skepticism written all over his face. Without even saying anything, his eyes asked:

Are you sure?

Jungkook nodded. "We can w-work during lunches, o-or after we're out of school we can go to your place or mine to work...?" He made sure to put the emphasis on the offer to go to Yoongi's. He couldn't risk having a black and a potential black in the same house at once. It was fit for a disaster.

Yoongi raised his hand and pointed and Jungkook. "M-Mine?"

The elder nodded his head.

Well, he isn't going to be home until around 5, so...

"T-That should be fine. My dad doesn't get home until five in the evening, so you'd have to leave before then...is that alright?"

Once again, Yoongi nodded his head. With a nod and shaky breath, Jungkook stood. "I'll tell the professor we're working together. L-Let's meet at the front gates at...when's your last class?"

Yoongi handed him his timetable. Glancing, he saw that Yoongi's last class ended at 3:30, which didn't leave too much time for working. He pursed his lips. "Meet at the front gates a-at around 3:30. Does that sound ok?"

Yoongi nodded and stood. With a polite nod, Yoongi left, leaving Jungkook wondering what he'd gotten himself into.

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Hope y'all are enjoying this. I'm probably most proud of this story at the moment than any of my other ones

Oh, and please feel free to point out any mistakes that I've made. I'll gladly fix them up ^-^

Love y'all!

-Haley