[✔] Magic // MYG

13. Tingling feeling

"God why did I even come here in the first place?" I mumbled to myself as I stared up at the ceiling. I was lying on the couch with Suga next to me. There was kind of a barrier at the middle of the couch but I was still feeling unwell with all of this.

"Yeah. Why did you come here anyways?" He mumbled back to me. We were quiet because everyone was almost sleeping and we didn't want to wake them up. I scoffed silently.

"It's not really any of your business." I murmured and played with the glasses on my nose. Why won't I take them off? Am I scared I'll use my eyes even when I learned to control myself already?

"It is. Since now I have to share my couch with you." I could hear him shift, while glancing at him I saw how he turned on his side to look at me.

"You really want to know?" I scoffed again. As if. Just what is wrong with this guy?

"Tell me." He yawned. I sighed. I guess I can tell him, it really is my fault that we share the couch now.

"Fine." Out of the corner of my eye I could see him smirk weakly. "Fred. You know him?"

"Your 'let's call him Dad' dad?" He arched an eyebrow. "Heard of him."

I smiled softly. He's an idiot. "He always wanted a good reputation so he always looked at what I was doing. Earlier he was drunk and found out from somewhere that you guys were bothering me. Since he's an idiot he was accusing me on fucking around with every single one with you." I made a disgusted sound. God how could he even think of something like that? "We argued and yelled then I kind of thought why not fulfill his wish and stay with you guys. I really don't know why I thought of that. I'm really stupid." I scoffed at myself. "I really should have just went under a bridge and drown myself." I widened my eyes and slapped a hand over my mouth. Ups that slipped out. Didn't want to mention that one.

"Hmm." He made a noise. I turned my head and looked him straight in the eyes.

"Ignore the last part." I turned my head up at the ceiling again.

"So first you want to fuck us all and then drown yourself under a bridge?" I could hear the smirk on his face. Why did I tell him? I'm really stupid, ain't I?

"I think I'm changing my plan. I'll go drown myself first." I was starting to stand up but a hand stopped me from doing that.

"I'm just kidding. I don't really care about that. Would have probably said the same if I were in your shoes." He pulled me back into the couch. He yawned and his eyes were barely open. He really wanted to listen. If not he would have just went to sleep.

"Whatever I'm going to sleep. I'm tired." I took my glasses off and placed them in the space under the couch. I turned on my side, facing away from Yoongi. "Good night blank test boy."

I heard him scoff. "Night nerd."

We both were about to drift off when suddenly a voice called out.
"Fuck. Guys, Jerry is coming!"

I could hear the other guys shuffling. "Yoongi!" I heard Jin yell silently.

"On it." He hissed back and without a warning I felt a hand around my waist and he pulled me over.
I was about to get away from he when he tightened his hand.
"Stop if you don't want to be thrown into the principals office."

With that I stopped. What did he mean? What was going on?
Who is Jerry?

"He's the guard walking around the school at night. He knows that were staying here. He made some rules for us. If we were keeping them he wouldn't report us to the principal."

Oh shit I asked that aloud? Oh well, I was getting answers.

"One of those rules were to not bring any girls in here. And here you are." I could hear the doors being slowly opened.
"So keep quiet now and don't do anything."

He pulled my under the blanket completely. The back of my head was on his chest and I could feel his heavy breathing.

"Oh Namjoon. You're still not sleeping?" An older man's voice hurled in the room. "Reading some magazines again?" I could feel the dirty hint behind his words and I shuddered a bit, earning a quiet chuckle from Yoongi.

"What, never heard of a guy reading some dirty magazines?" His voice was raspy and quiet.

"It's disgusting." I whispered back as quietly as I could. He gave my waist a light squeeze that shut me right up.

I was feeling weird in the pit of my stomach. Was it his raspy and sleepy voice? The fact that I could be sent to the principal any moment? Or was it his hand on my waist?

I could hear "Jerry" walk closer to us. As my eyes were open and just staring at the dark blanket I could see how it got brighter. My eyes widened and my heart started to race. He had a fucking flashlight, as if he wouldn't realize that I was here!

"What the fuck Jerry?!" I could feel Yoongi's other hand shift around. "Get that fucking light out of my eyes!" He hissed.

The, I guess, older man chuckled and lowered the flashlight, since the brightness disappeared completely.
"Sorry did I wake you?"

"You always do, asshole."

"Oh is someone in a bad mood? What happened? Want to share with old Jerry?"

"Nothing's wrong, just hate it when people disturb my sleep." Yoongi's hand on my waist squeezed harder, telling me that I was the reason for his bad mood. I cautiously placed a hand over my mouth. His hand was piercing into my waist and it slowly started to hurt, adding pressure to a wound that hasn't healed.
I swear if it reopens I'm gonna break his neck.

"Sorry then." The old man laughed. "I'll be going, since everything looks fine." His steps grew distant.
He really didn't realize that there was a person under the blanket? Is he blind?

The doors closed again and I heard relieved heaves. "It's clear." Taehyung's voice announced. I pushed my head out under the blanket and breathed in the fresh air.

"I am positive that you can let go of me now." I mumbled to Yoongi.

"Ah yeah. Sorry." His hand let go of my waist. I immediately scooted back to my side of the couch.

The tingling feeling in my stomach disappeared. I sighed slightly. It was probably just because of Jerry, that old man.