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Just a Dare - Yoongi × Reader

Yoongi's POV

The feelings that were controlling my words were so easily swaying my sense of conscience. I didn't care that it was only a dare that got me there, it happened. What did matter was that I f*cked it up.

"Yoongi! You F*cking idiot! Are you listening? Don't you have a conscience playing on girls' feelings like this!?" She slapped me across the face with tears running down her face, smearing the makeup she undoubtedly piled on. She was such a horrible human being, and that's why she deserved it. "You piece of sh*t! Stop grinning!" I shrugged her off. "Jenny, you're the one who cheated on my friend, I just got revenge in his place." She pounded her fist against my chest. I leaned closer, "The real sh*t here is you, Jenny..." I walked away, leaving her a sobbing mess. There was a girl glancing at me as we rubbed shoulders, passing through the vastly over populated hallways of our school. She had to have been new, seeing as she was walking to the Dean's office, looking like a lost puppy. I paid little heed to her and continued on my way.

I arrived at my "class" and sat across from Jungkook, the youngest member of our little group. "Yoongi Hyung, did you win or lose?" I smirked. "I won." He groaned and handed Jimin 20$. "Oh Ye of little faith, this is Yoongi we bet on, he's so cold that you don't even have to worry about him becoming attached." I shrugged. "Did you see the new chick too? I bet she's stuck up. She looks like she had plastic surgery, how much do you want to bet that her boobs are fake like that one girl Jimin slept with?" I shrugged. "I don't sleep with them, I just break their hearts." Jimin and Jungkook grinned simultaneously. "Okay then, break her heart. I dare you." I nodded. "Okay."

Later when I actually went to class, I discovered that I share all of the same classes with this girl. She was extremely quiet throughout the entire day. The lunch bell rang and I quickly made my way over to her seat before sitting in front of her in the chair backwards, facing her. I hunched down to look her in the eyes which startled her. "You're very quiet, what's your name?" She played with the hem of her blazer nervously. "M-my name is (L/n) (F/n)..." I grinned. "Nice to meet you, (F/n) is a beautiful name." She blushed slightly. "I'm Min Yoongi; let's be good friends, alright?" She nodded, obviously falling for my fake kindness so easily. Such an easy target... "Y-you don't..." I raised an eyebrow. "I don't what?" She tensed slightly. "Y-you don't know me well enough t-to call me by my first name..." I laughed, which made her seem a little upset. I leaned forward so that I was in close proximity with her face. "So? Should I call you (F/n) now? I'm significantly closer to you." She backed away shaking her head before getting out of her seat and running off. Huh... I guess she didn't quite fall for it yet.

I got out of my seat and followed her calmly. She was a-ways ahead, walking outside. That's a terrible idea... Doesn't she know that only the jocks and cheerleaders go out there? It's an understood thing... I sped up to stop her, but I was too late. I looked out of the window to see her getting surrounded by those dumb*ss Meatheads. I pushed the door open just in time to see (F/n) with a drink all over her blazer. I quickly shoved my way through the crowd and snatched her away from the laughing *ssholes and led her inside.

I took her into the nearest bathroom, not caring that it was the girls. "Hey... Are you okay?" She wouldn't look at me. "I'm fine..." I sighed and squatted down in front of her. "No you aren't, you're crying." She looked away again so I changed my focus to her blazer. It was covered in tomato juice. It was on her shirt too. "Stay here." She nodded obediently while I ran off to my locker to get my spare change of clothes. I ran back as quickly as possible and walked back in, holding out the spare change of clothes for her to take. She looked at me surprised, which caught me off guard. "Sorry if they're too big, it's all I had in my locker." My throat was tight and my neck was tensed for no apparent reason. I cleared my throat awkwardly before walking out. What was this feeling? Was I becoming sick?

She came out a few minutes later wearing the shirt and blazer I gave her, which were both way too big. I felt my heart throb seeing her dressed the way she was. "T-thank you..." I looked at the ceiling, feeling strangely embarrassed. "It's okay... Just keep the clothes..." She nodded as we slowly set off to class. I walked her in. "Ah, I need to go somewhere." I turned around quickly and walked off, set on discovering why I was so anxious around her. I ran a hand through my hair.

I went to the roof and stood at the fence. I stood there for a while before I heard footsteps come up behind me. "Jimin, I'm not in the mood to listen to you complain." I received no response, so I turned around. To my surprise, it was (Y/n). My heart started pulsing 100 miles per hour. I felt tight in... Well, more than one place. Don't tell me I like her? Why would I? She surprised me by coming closer and hugging me. My eyes widened and I felt like acting on impulse not by logic. I lifted her chin and locked eyes with her. I felt some kind of lust for her. I leaned down and connected lips with her. As if an instant change in atmosphere occurred, we immediately started moving in sync.

She embraced my waist and I slowly slid my lips off of hers and traveled down her neck leaving soft kisses as I went. She moaned in pleasure and pulled on my blazer when I left a hickey on her neck. She ran her fingers through my hair and I reconnected lips with her. We didn't stop until we both were out of breath. Even then, we quickly reconnected and I slid my tongue in her mouth. She played with my hair and I had my arms pulling her close. We both ran out of breath again and separated. "I think I know how I feel about you now." The door opened once we were getting ready to reconnect; we quickly separated, both flushing red.

It was Jimin. "Ooh? Yoongi!" I looked over at (Y/n) who was wiping her mouth while blushing. "You got lipstick on your mouth from that intense make out I guess. It was so awkward, seeing as you two don't even know each other well." Realization hit me like a brick when I realized that we had only met an hour ago. It had only been an hour, and she pulled a reverse on me. I had been turned on by the target I was supposed to get horny. She looked at me curiously. I turned away, feeling myself tighten again and my heart start pounding. He dragged me off by the arm before I could protest. I looked back to see (Y/n) standing there, surprised.

Jimin took me down an empty hallway with a disturbed look. "Ew." I raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?" He sighed. "You did the dare, but why did you give her a hickey? That's too extra." I scowled. "Dude, why are you so obsessed. So what if I gave her a hickey? Maybe I like her?" He shook his head. "You don't, you just have never had some fake girl like that thirsty for you in that way. Just face it, if you fall in love with her it's over. She'll crush you." I objected strongly, "What the hell are you talking about, she's not-" I turned my head at the sound of footsteps echoing down the hall as someone ran away. I saw the back of her (h/c) hair as she turned the corner. I f*cked up... I went to run after her only for Jimin to grab my shirt. I shoved him off, pissed. I ran after her, looking for her.

I caught up to her and snatched her into a back hug, refusing to let her continue. "(Y/n), Jimin is a piece of sh*t. Originally I was given a dare to make you like me. All of the kissing and hickeys and stuff... That was real. It wasn't the dare that made me kiss you, it was you. That hickey on your neck is me claiming you as mine." I snuggled my face into the base of her neck. "I really do genuinely like you. I don't care if I haven't known you long enough to tell; I know I do without a doubt in mind. Jimin was wrong about you."

She stayed silent. "So how did the dare end..." I smiled. "I lost. Because coincidentally, I really like you." She sighed. "Maybe I'll accept your mark, but not without a price." She turned her head and we both kissed, turning red. She gave me a hickey just below my jawbone.

"Maybe it wasn't just a dare," She smiled.