press-ups » yoonkook au

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jungkook;

jungkook stood in the hall, leaning against my locker as he watched the smaller male place his books into his locker. the door of his small metal cabinet was plain in comparison to everyone else in the school, not even a single sticker or name tag was stuck onto it. it made jungkook ponder slightly as the boy's attire was a complete opposite.

the older boy wore pastel jumpers from time to time, always a size larger or two than his own, causing the sleeves to past his finger tips. he'd always wear light or dark jeans with an occasional choice of shorts if the weather was nice and hot — god, his legs were a gift from the heavens. yoongi had pale, smooth legs, the type girls would swoon over when they see their favourite idols dance on tv.

jungkook smiled to myself, dreamily thinking of yoongi and his SNSD legs until he heard a loud clap in my ear, shocking him back to reality.

"dude, you look like a fucking creep watching him like that, you know?" one of his best friends, hoseok laughed.

"s- shut up!" jungkook stuttered, blushing slightly in embarrassment.

hoseok hummed, a glint of mischief in his eyes and he stroked his imaginary beard.

"what?"

"up for a bet, kookie?"

jungkook squinted his eyes at him, "what type of bet..?"

"the type that will give you gains!" hoseok replied, posing as he flexed his bicep.

"...go on,"

"i dare you to do a press-up for every time, you make eye contact with min yoongi!"

"what the fuck?? how does that even work? what if we're in a conversation and we're maintaining eye contact?? the fuck, hoseok???"

"didn't think about that but lets just say you do a press up for every time you guys make eye contact randomly! if you guys end up having a conversation, then proceed to converse!" hoseok explained, a smirk on his face.

"what do i get out of this?"

"if you can do this for the rest of the year, i'll get you into that entertainment agency, you keep going on about! but if you lose, you gotta do naked press-ups in the court yard whilst being filmed!" hoseok laughed before cringing at the thought of his best friend being naked.

"uh what... oh fuck it, deal!" jungkook stuck out his hand.

hoseok shook my hand and cheered, "game on, jeon! ooh that rhymed! we'll begin tomorrow,"

jungkook nodded before waving goodbye to his friend as his class was about to start.

little did he know, this was just phase one to hoseok's little plan...