Yoongi's Perspective
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I walked along to the tempo of my music as I walked into my math class and sat down. Then I sat quietly as I listened to it. Closing my eyes and still wishing I was in bed. I had woken up late today and didn't have time to shower or eat a full breakfast. Just a glass of cow and two iron pills.
Without a shower to rinse off all the sleep I felt groggy. As I listened to Watsky say "False modesty is a guilty habit, the fact is some people simply have it..." I heard the faint ringing of the bell.
Then as Watsky said, "Mercy is not a courtesy currently that occurs to me
I turn up eternally, you will not stop it", I saw a form sit down next to me in my peripherals.
He waved at me with a smile as I popped my left earbud out to hear if he said anything.
"Good morning Yoongi." He said with a smile.
"Who ever came up with that greating was being insensitive for people having bad mornings." I retorted slurring my s's slightly.
"What you get in a fight with someone who bloodied your nose or something?" I squinted at him as he said that. I looked around the class room and saw people shooting us glances.
"No, why?"
"Cause you've got something red on your upper lip."
Fuck.
I wiped my lip as the late bell rang. Sure enough, a familiar red stripe was across it. I hurriedly wiped it on my black jeans as Mr. Stewart jumped into the lesson.
During the whole class I doodled on my paper between jotting necessary notes down. Internally cursing and beating myself up for not looking in a mirror before leaving the house. Even the decorative one my mom had put at the front door.
When the bell rang I was up and out the door before Jungkook could ask me about it again. I hadn't yet come up with a good enough excuse.
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I jumped as someone placed his lunch tray down in front of me.
"Mother fucking-" I looked up to see Jungkook's surprised expression at my jumpiness, "sorry."
"No don't be. You okay though?" He said and I tried to focus on his face without getting distracted.
"Yeah. Just tired you know?"
"I thought you went to bed at like eight last night though?" Jungkook spoke as he struggled to unwrap the microwave burritos the lunch ladies give out every Tuesday.
"And I did. Plus I slept in today." I grumbled back at him.
"Well then are you get sick or something? That much sleep should mean that you'd be fine..."
"I'm anemic. I take medication and stuff though. I'm just more tired somedays than others. " I cut him off then ended with a yawn.
"I guess as long as your good- ouch..." Jungkook mumbled a few swears then laughed at himself, "I cut myself on thin plastic. Its like a fucking paper cut but god damn it's painful."
I looked at his hand, it had cut in between his pointer and middle fingers, a strip of red with a bead forming.
I looked away and swallowed nervously.
Shit. I had already eaten today, why the fuck was my mouth watering.
"You okay?" I asked looking at my phone for a distraction.
"Yeah. I'm fine." Jungkook wiped the wound on his leg. "So what was exactly on your lip this morning?"
"Oh it was this beat, spinach smoothie thing my mom makes me drink." Jungkook nodded with a smile.
"That sounds absolutely disgusting. "
I nodded and chuckled.
"Yeah. It is."
My stomach then decided my "beat, spinach smoothie" wasn't enough this morning and let out a growl. Jungkook raised another questioning eyebrow.
"Do you want some food?" He said through a mouthful of burrito.
"Nah... I'm good..."
"No here, have a bite or two. I don't really need it." As I took the burrito from him I saw at least five girls look at me with absolute revolution.
As I took a bite cringing a little I saw one girl with eyebrows thicker than her eyes scoff. I swallowed the bean tortilla with a little effort, slightly hoping I was sucking on his hand where he'd been cut instead. What the hell stop it Yoongi. That's messed up.
I handed back the burrito whit a "thanks."
"You doing anything after school today?" Jungkook asked as he himself when back to eating the burrito.
"No. "
"Cool. Can I come over you house? We can play smash or something." Jungkook spoke as his licked his fingers for the remains of any leaked baked beans.
"Uh... Sure." Shit. I didn't mean to say that.
"Cool. I'll see you after school then." Jungkook said as the bell rang.
"Yeah definitely." I said with a smile while internally....
You fucking stupid idiot. You have to eat after school. What you going to eat Jungkook? Hell no mom will kill you. What the hell were you thinking? You a dumbass. Oh my fucking God what am I going to do.
I'm fucked.
