tsundere | m.yj x p.jm

six - did not!

//jimin pov

it's been a few days since i kissed yoonji. nothing much had changed between us because we were back to friends.

but were we? were we really?

it was probably just me, but the way she kissed me in the music room told me she had a crush on me. it was like she was hungry for my mouth, my body, my existence.

that scene replayed in my head several times, in my dreams, in classes, on my way to school and on my way back. it was perhaps the best moment of my life, our kiss.

we were in mr jung's math class, and i of course had completed all the set assignments. by now, i had already completed my revison sheet for the math exam next week.

i turned to my left, pressing my palm against my cheek and stared at yoonji. oh, how she was just so adorable. sure, she had a resting bitch face, but to me, it was so squishy and cute.

she seemed completely concentrated on the math assignment. i peered over to see what she was up to. 4 out of 8 pages complete. not bad, considering the fact that last week, she could only complete 2 worksheets in one lesson. i noticed she was tapping her pencil violently against the wooden table faster and faster as the seconds went past. suddenly, the pencil snapped.

"hey shrimp. would you stop looking at me?!" she growled.

i laughed and pinched her cheek. "i can't help it. you're just so cute."

"i'm not fucking cute! all i'm doing is studying! what do you want me to do, get shit grades for the exam next week?!"

"alright alright! calm down!"

she stabbed my hand with the pencil then pushed her belongings further to the left, then drawing a line in between us, creating a boundary.

"this is my area, and that's yours. don't pass it or you'll regret it." she barked.

i pouted. "but i want to get close to you!"

"listen smartass, just cause you're already finished with your work, DOESN'T mean you can show off like that!"

"what do you mean show off?!"

"distracting me with my studies to prove that you're done with yours! jerk!"

"ehh? but i have nothing to do!"

"so?! why don't you distract one of your other fish friends, shrimp?"

"i don't want to~ i want to be close to yoonyoon~"

"yoonyoon?! what the actual fuck. don't make me call you shrimpdick."

"please~ can i get closer?"

"no."

"but if was closer to you, i could help you with the assignment!"

"shut up! i don't need your help!"

"the last time you said that, i practically helped you for the whole session."

"well i never asked for your help did i?"

"did too."

"did not!"

"did too."

"did not!"

"DID TOO!"

"DID NOT!"

suddenly, she grabbed onto my hand and bit it hard.

"ouch! what the heck!"

mr jung cackled from the front of the room, his face red and his hands clutching onto his stomach.