Notes // yoonmin

Three | His touch

Jimin once again did not return his smile, but he didn't stare at him the way he had before either.

Jimin quickly removed his gaze from Yoongi to look at the teacher.

"Where do I sit?" He asked her.

"You can sit by Yoongi, there are plenty of open seats by him."

Jimin nodded his head as he made his way to the back of the class, taking the seat to the left of him

This time, Yoongi nor Jimin made any attempts to look at one another.

Yoongi wanted to speak to him. He wanted to say something. Even a simple hi would satiate his need to break the barrier of introductions.

But of course, he couldn't.

Yoongi had always been the most emotionless member, even the most feared. He had never wanted to initiate a conversation with someone.

He felt as though there was a reputation he had to keep up with, and this boy wasn't helping.

He mentally shook himself and, for once in his life, listened to what the teacher was rambling on about. He needed to keep his mind off of Jimin.

Although it was difficult, he was able to survive the entire class.

-

The bell rang and Yoongi immediately sprang up, grabbing his belongings and throwing them into his bag as he quickly removed himself from the classroom.

"This is the last class and then you have lunch." he said to himself in an attempt to ease his racing heart.

-

He walked at a fast pace to his next class and did the same routine he had done in the others. He walked to the back of the class room, still muttering to himself when a soft voice caught his attention.

He turned around to see Jimin talking with the teacher.

"Is he in all of my classes?" he asked himself aloud.

Two classes, sure. Three. This would be difficult.

Once again, Jimin introduced himself to the class, and just like before, he was told to sit next to Yoongi.

Maybe he should consider sitting near people for once, then he wouldn't have Jimin at such an unbearable proximity.

The teacher began to speak about the lesson, and Yoongi softly cleared his throat.

He opened his mouth to speak but found that nothing would come out.

What the hell?

So, not only had Jimin surfaced feelings inside of him that he had never felt, but he also made him unable to speak to him.

Yoongi was known for being quiet, but when he wanted to say something, it was never hard for him to voice his opinion.

Speaking to Jimin proved to be a different story.

He didn't want to dwell on the situation any longer, he didn't want to dwell on Jimin.

He laid his head in his hands and closed his eyes, if the only thing that would work to keep Jimin off of his mind was sleep, then that was exactly what he was going to do.

He hadn't realized he had actually fallen asleep until a hand was shaking his shoulder.

He smacked the hand away from him and groaned, burying his head deeper into his hands.

"Listen, I don't know you but its time for lunch and you don't look like you need to skip out on any more food."

Yoongi immediately sprang up, and his eyes met with his.

The owner of the soft voice that he was becoming so accustomed to.

"Uh, are you okay?" Jimin asked, waving a hand in front of his face.

Yoongi immediately blushed and looked down at his hands. After taking a deep breath he looked back up, prepared to speak to Jimin, but once again, nothing would come out.

And he looked like a total idiot.

Flustered, he grabbed his bag and threw it over his shoulder, running from the room and far away from Jimin.

-

He made his way to the restroom, and threw his bag to the ground, resting his hands on the rim of the sink.

He stared at his reflection in the mirror, and couldn't quite believe his appearance.

His cheeks were covered in a deep blush, and his eyes were wide.

Yoongi had never blushed, not for something like this.

Yoongi moved his hands from the rim of the sink and turned the handles until cold water was pouring into his hands. He splashed the water in his face before shutting the water back off, moving his hands back to the rim.

"He's ruining your life and you haven't even known him for four hours." he said to his expression, a dry laugh of disbelief leaving his lips almost as quickly as his words.

He stared at himself for a moment longer before deciding he looked somewhat normal. He grabbed his bag from the ground and left the restroom, slowly walking to the lunch room.

-

"I'm telling you Jin-hyung, there's something off about Yoongi." Taehyung whispered into Jin's ear.

Although Yoongi was literally mere inches from his group, they all spoke about him in hushed tones, as if he wasn't there.

Not that he was really paying attention, he was staring at something else.

Which didn't go unnoticed by the others.

Their gazes shifted to whatever Yoongi had been looking at, a mix of gasps and quiet scoffs were let out after realizing where Yoongi's attention was at.

"So that's whats got you acting weird." Namjoon said, a smirk creeping its way on to his face.

"Does that mean our, oh so emotionless Yoongi, has a crush?" Hoseok teased.

Yoongi's head snapped up to meet the eyes of the group.

"Listen, I haven't even known Jimin for five hours yet. He's attractive yes, I'll admit to that. But a crush, pfft, please."

"Oh, Jimin is it?" Taehyung purred.

"Leave him alone. If he has a crush he has a crush, leave it be." Jin said.

"For the last time, it isn't a crush," he yelled, catching the attention of nearby eyes. "just drop it, please?"

"Fine." they all muttered, going back to their food and talking amongst themselves.

But once again, Yoongi's eyes found something else in the room,

and that was Jimin.

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A/N

Wow, that was a shitty way to end that chapter. :')

Anyways,

My other chapters only had like 700-800 words and this has over 1000 which, I would like more but like, I don't want to throw 700-800 worded chapters at everyone and then come back with 2000+ words for a chapter.

So anyways, enjoy this crap.