❝fuck expectations.❞ | taekook

❝thirty-eighth fucking scoop.❞

Morning

Jeongguk ruffles his hair in frustration, twisting the code into into his locker, opening it, beginning to sort out his books for the day, looking at his timetable for what subjects he had first.

Yugyeom who was just walking past, sees Jeongguk, sliding up to him, leaning on the locker beside Jeongguk's casually with a grin. He had his usual black glasses and a ugly green and blue sweater, with black pants.

"Hey, Jeonggukie~" Yugyeom smiles, Jeongguk not responding at all, still sorting through his books, he had too many things on his mind to concentrate on what Yugyeom had to say.

Somehow, he was in a great mood, staring at Jeongguk with a mischievous grin. "Can you move? I need to get to my locker." A random girl snaps at Yugyeom rudely, standing in front of Yugyeom with attitude, her hand on her hip.

"Oh, sorry." Yugyeom scrambles, moving out of her way and standing on the other side Jeongguk.

Jeongguk still doesn't react, all his attention on his books. "So, what are you doing this weekend?" Yugyeom questions excitedly, rocking back and forth on his heels, latching onto the two straps of his bulky ass bag.

"Well, my mum's out the whole weekend on a business trip. So I was----"

"Really? So she won't be there the whole night?" Yugyeom interrupts, his eyes brightening, only paying close attention to the first part of what Jeongguk had to say.

"Yeah... Why?" Jeongguk says slowly, his eyes drifting from the workbooks in his hands over to Yugyeom.

"Does she have alcohol?" Yugyeom eagerly questions, facing his whole body to Jeongguk, bending his legs excitedly.

Jeongguk stays silent, stopping his movements, and looking over at Yugyeom with a judgemental expression. "Yeah...." Jeongguk trails off.

Yugyeom's smile grows wider, "I'm coming over on the weekend, Jeongguk." Yugyeom claims without Jeongguk's consent, straightening his posture.

"Why?" Jeongguk questions, wondering what the hell Yugyeom was even planning, narrowing his eyebrows together.

"...Because...You're my friend?" Yugyeom thinks of anything, making it sound like a question instead of a statement.

Jeongguk raises his eyebrow, knowing inside that there was something Yugyeom wasn't telling him.

Yugyeom looks at Jeongguk's 'you expect me to believe that?' face, giving in, "Fine, I've never tried alcohol before and I want to try it."

Jeongguk shakes his head, looking back at his locker, "Please Gukie! My parents are so strict, please Gukie!" Yugyeom pleads annoyingly.

"Why would you want to try alcohol? It tastes disgusting and bitter." Jeongguk states, slamming his locker, swinging his bag over his shoulder, beginning to walk off.

Yugyeom rushes after him, starting to walk beside him, "Please Gukie, I'll just have one sip to see what it's like, and then we'll have a sleepover and hangout." Yugyeom explains, trying to convince Jeongguk.

Jeongguk doesn't reply, continuing to walk forward.

"Come on Jeongguk, I know you got drunk the other day, I know you've been rebelling a bit, why can't I?" Yugyeom shouts, stopping in his path, making random students turn their heads to see what all the commotion was about.

Jeongguk rolls his eyes, turning around to Yugyeom and grabbing his arm and pulling him away because everyone was staring and he was being extra loud.

"Be quiet." Jeongguk whispers, walking down the school hallway, holding onto Yugyeoms ugly sweater sleeve.

"Does that mean yes?" Yugyeom whispers back, looking to Jeongguk cutely, trying to get on his good side.