"Hey, queer!"
"Faggot."
"Fat, ugly bitch."
"I like your jacket!"
I continued to walk down the hall at school. These insults were hurled at me everyday. Their words cut invisible wounds in my brain and my heart. Most of the time, they would lead me to make visible wounds on myself. I got beat up almost every day by Kai and Baekhyun. And every day their friend, Kim Min-seok, would break them apart. I have to admit, he's a good guy and a great friend. I just wish he wouldn't hang around such toxic and draining people.
"Jiminie!" I hear someone shout. I look up and see him... My best friend.
Min Yoongi.
He looks as stunning as ever. His school uniform consisted of a deep red blazer, white button up and black slacks. His blue hair drooped just above his eyelashes. His deep brown eyes shone in the sunlight pouring through the windows. But my favorite thing he was wearing,
was his smile.
That small facial expression could make me the happiest person in the world. It would make me feel immense joy, warmth and comfort. My heart would speed up, my stomach would do backflips, I would stop whatever I was doing, just to look at his smile. His smile made me forget about the bullying, the pain, everything.
I would stare for hours on end if I ever could. He's my best friend. Has been since we were 12. Even back then, his smile would take all my troubles away.
"Oh, how I wish I could wake up to that..." I thought in the back of my head.
"Hey, hyung." I sighed, "how are you?" He threw his arm around my shoulder as we walked into the school parking lot toward his car.
"I'm okay. Are you? You don't sound too well. Are those assholes hurting you again?" His expression changed from happy to concerned to angry.
"Not today, thank god." I breathed, leaning my head on his shoulder. "I'm glad I'm with you today."
He smiled. My stomach did a backflip. If this is heaven, I don't wanna leave.
"Me too, I wish I could take you home everyday, but my basketball practice always runs past 5." He sighed, frowning.
No, don't frown. Be happy.
"It's okay, hyung. I understand." I grinned. "Jiminie," he said, his tone softer, "if they ever hurt you again, please tell me. I won't hesitate to beat their ass." He cupped my face and smiled, making me do the same.
I abruptly felt a rock hit the back of my head. I shrieked in pain and held my hand on the soon-to-be knot. Me and Yoongi looked around and saw none other than Baekhyun and Kai together, laughing at us.
Their smile is so cruel. How can that be?
"Hey! Gays aren't allowed here!" Kai yelled at us, laughing afterwards.
"Fuck off, assholes!" Yoongi yelled back to them. "Are you okay?" He looked at me, worry in his eyes.
"Yeah, no blood, no worry. I'm fine." I stated, monotone. These fuckers are always doing this...
"BAEKHYUN! KAI! LEAVE THE BOY ALONE!" I hear someone scream. I look behind them and see none other than Kim Min-seok. He's always taking up for me and apologizing for his friends' shitty behavior.
"Jimin! Are you okay?" He rushed over to me and brushed his fingers over the sore, making me suck in a sharp breath. Yoongi tensed up.
"It's not too bad. If the sore starts to go inward, please take him to the hospital, Yoongi." He frowned, "I'm sorry they're like this. But you'll be alright, you're tough," He giggled.
His smile is so bright, so different from the others. Why would he associate himself with those other two?
Still, Yoongi's is better.
"Thanks, Xiumin. We'll be off now." Yoongi responded his tone somewhat sharp. He grabbed my hand and pulled me away.
"See you Jiminie!" Minseok said, waving at me before turning to scold the two hoodlums.
Me and Yoongi walked off. I heard Kai say "He's trash! He doesn't belong here!", followed by Xiumin screaming at him!
Do I belong here? Am I a waste of space? Tears started to form at the corner of my eyes. I used my jacket sleeve to wipe them away.
"Do not listen to what they say. It's all bullshit lies." Yoongi spat, rubbing my shoulder. We made it to his car; he opened the passenger door and let me in, slamming it shut. I jumped at the noise, tears threatening to spill out again. Yoongi got in the car and let out a breath.
"One of these days, I'm going to beat them to a pulp, just watch. I'm goddamn tired of them hurting you-"
"Yoongi." I interrupted him. "It's my battle. I can do it by myself. I don't want you getting hurt."
"But in the process, Jiminie, you're getting hurt. I don't want you getting hurt either!" He slammed his hands against he steering wheel. It gave me so much anxiety when he was upset. I didn't know what to do or how to calm him down.
I reached over and gripped his knee. His breathing relaxed and he looked over at me. I met his gaze, a tear slipping down my face. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me close. The tears kept coming. I sobbed into his shoulder while he rubbed circles on my back.
"Shh, Jimin." He cooed,"it'll be okay. I promise. I'm here, that's what best friends are for." He ran his fingers through my hair. My crying slowed down.
Goddamm it, Min Yoongi. I'm in love.
"Yoongi?" I whispered, looking up at him. He looked down at me. "Yes?" He met my gaze and we sat there for a minute.
"Smile for me." I whispered.
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Fanfiction"Yoongi," I cried into his chest, soaking his sweater. "Can I see your smile?" I choked out. I turned my head up and saw his lips curve. And my tears stopped...
