black blood

ten

DAY SEVEN

jimin had his elective classes during fourth and eighth period.

he has eight classes a day.

first he had maths, then biology, history, audio production, dance, language arts, study hall, and then film production.

yoongi was in all of his classes that werent the foundation classes.

he was surprised the older took film production, dance and audio production.

he didnt really seem like the type.

but soon he learned the elective classes he used as a time to just mess around rather than learn anything.

he had hoseok and jungkook in his dance class, hoseok in study hall, jin, jisoo and jae in his film production class, and chungha and namjoon in his audio productuon class.

he hadnt realized he had yoongi in half of his classes until he actually started paying mind to him, but he couldn't ever bother to actually be invested.

the class was nearly over, wasted by jimin since he didnt have to participate until the next project.

he packed up all of his stuff in advance, talking to namjoon as the older worked on his music.

when the bell rang, namjoon, chungha and jimin walked together to the cafeteria.

jimin wasnt really paying attention to what was going on around him until he felt a firm squeeze on his ass.

he turned around, only to see yoongi winking at him and running away the only direction.

"I've come to learn hes got a strange obsession with my ass. all day today hes been squeezing it every time he walks past me," jimin complains, and chungha snorts.

"that's what you get for getting yourself involved with him," she teases, and jimin waves her off.

"report him or something," namjoon suggests.

"hoseoks mom wouldn't do anything. she doesnt want to deal with him," chungha says. jimin chews on the inside of his cheek, sighing as his group of friends come into view.

they had moved to a ten seated table nearby, and two more people had joined them.

jimin takes his usual seat next to jungkook. the two felt like best friends at this point. he preferred the younger over anyone at the table.

"who are the new guys?" jimin asks. one of the people he wasn't familiar with raises an eyebrow.

"we should be asking that. weve never seen you around," he says, and his voice is quite deep.

"babe, chill," seokjin scolds him.

"are you two a.. thing?" namjoon asks from beside jungkook, and only jimin could hear the sadness in his voice.

"ew, no. i just call everyone babe," jin says. namjoon is still pouting.

"you don't call me babe," he says, and jimin can hear chungha snort beside him.

"aw joonie you're such a jealous dork. do you really need my praise to feel accomplished?" jin teases, and namjoon glares at him.

these boys.

"but seriously, who the hell are these guys?" jimin asks, distracting seokjin from teasing namjoon.

"ah, this is Jackson," he says, pointing to the guy he talked to previously, "and im jaebum," he finished. jimin nodded.