Rich • NamJin [boyxboy] · +SLOW UPDATES+

21

Now that lunch was over and I was back in school. I attempted to find my class again. If I got another tardy, I'd have a detention and I couldn't get that. I need all the time after school as I could.

I really don't like Min Yoongi. He took up my lunch time for something that still left me hungry. And he didn't even give me my dry cleaning money.

...

I was still making my way down the hall when I overhead noises in an empty class. Grunting, sounds of pain.

I opened the door and peaked around the door frame. My eyes landing on my friend getting pinned to the ground by the ass that I hope never to see again.

I dropped my bag to run in and push Yoongi off of him. He stared at me in shock as I helped Namjoon off of the floor and put him behind me to keep him safe.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" I shouted at him. He stood up and walked towards me, I didn't flinch. "You're just a complete asshole! I already regretted spending my lunch with you, but now I do even more."

He just stood in front of me as if he wanted to beat me until I bled, yet didn't even have fists prepared. I scoffed and turned around to look over Namjoon who had a busted lip and a dark circle around his eye.

"Are you okay?" I asked him quietly. He nodded before looking at his feet. "Go to the nurse." I told him.

"But hy-"

"Go to the nurse." I gripped his hand. He nodded again and broke away from me to turn around and leave.

I walked forward towards the door, closing it instead of walking through it.

"Why didn't you hit me?" I looked over my shoulder at him.

"I didn't wa-"

"Yes you did. But you couldn't. Could you?" I turned around completely, leaning against the door.

"Do you want me to hit you?"

"I want to see if you can."

He started towards me, eyes locked with mine until he was standing right in front of me. So close that our bodies were less than a centimeter from touching.

I turned my head just as his hand crashed into the door beside my face, holding me in that position.

"Are you sure that you want to test me like this?" He clicked his tongue and spoke in a soft deep voice.

"Ye-"

"Just because I didn't hit you doesn't mean that I won't."

"Then do it now. I won't stop you." I tempted him more. He gave me a stange glare, yet didn't bring his hands up to hit me. Instead he stepped away and turned around.

.Namjoon.

I used paper towels from the bathroom to keep other students from seeing the blood from my lip. I however couldn't hide my black eye, in which I was devastated to see while getting the paper towel.

I wiped my eyes of their tears as I slowly made my way to the nurse. My family is going to be so upset to see this. They'll try to take me out of this school that I worked so hard for.

I felt a grip on my wrist, pulling my arm so that I turned around. I stared at Jin who looked worried to see me.

He slowly lowered my other arm that was holding paper towel to my mouth and looked me over.

"Who did this?" He asked.

"I did, I walked into a door." I lied. I didn't want Yoongi to get more upset at me for getting him in trouble.