pure ✧ yoonmin

fourteen

Despite all his efforts, Hoseok had convinced Jimin to let him take the younger to school since his mother still hadn't given him his keys back. In all honesty, she forgot she had them but Jimin felt like he would upset her if he asked for them back.

As they pulled into the parking lot Jimin felt sick to his stomach, while Hobi was in a cheerful mood and singing along to the radio.

Jimin was hoping Hoseok would park far away from the doors so  people wouldn't see them getting out of his car together, but as usual, things didn't go his way. Jimin sighed without realizing it, making Hoseok give him a look.

"What's wrong?" 

"I don't know, just tired of school. I can't wait for winter break." Jimin lied,  chewing on this inside of his lip as he gathered his backpack and jacket from the back seat, avoiding eye contact with the older.

"I feel you, just three more days, Jiminie. We can make it." Hoseok replied, fixing his hair in the mirror.

Both boys stepped out of the car and slipped on their jackets. Jimin wrapped his book bag around one shoulder, closing the car door. He walked a little faster than usual, but unfortunately, Hoseok ran to catch up to him.

Jimin tried to keep his eyes on the ground, but had to look up every once in a while to make sure he wasn't about to bump into someone.

As the two walked through the large doors of the building, some couple standing to the side started shouting things and whistling at them, making everyone around turn and look.

Hoseok just laughed, yelling a "fuck off" in the direction the noise was coming from and continued walking.

Jimin on the other hand was blinking hard to fight back tears.

Three more days, Jimin. You can handle this.

Hoseok noticed the younger get upset, so he figured he should part ways, knowing Jimin doesn't like being seen with him for this exact reason.

"Okay, I'm gonna head to class." Hoseok sighed, "See you at lunch?"

Jimin nodded, giving the older a small, fake smile as he turned on his heels and stormed in the other direction.

Hoseok sighed, again, and went to his home room class.

Jimin walked to his locker, grabbing his workout bag out of it. Since this was the last week of finals, his schedule had been switched around and now has gym for his first period.

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Jimin, and the rest of the class, was now drenched in sweat. They had their mile run test, which Jimin was completely unprepared for, and failed. But he didn't care, he was sweaty, his knee and palm was scratched up from somebody pushing him, and he just wanted to go home.

As the class was heading back into the locker rooms, Jimin decided to wait a the water fountain. He wanted to use the showers, which normally he would wait until he got home since his gym class is usually at the end of the day, but since its his first period now he didn't want to go the rest of the day smelling like sweat. He knew all the showers would be full for the first five minutes, so he sat down against the brick wall. He was still breathing heavy from the all the running, and his knee was slowly starting to bruise.

"You okay? I saw him push you, but I was too far behind to do anything about it."

Jimin looked up, locking eyes with Yoongi. For some reason, Yoongi made Jimin feel weak. His white t-shirt was hugging his abdomen, his fringe stuck to his forehead from the sweat.