Stockings

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It was lunch time when Yoongi appeared from the music room, fingers hidden in his sweater sleeves.

A marabunta of students chased down the hallway towards the cafeteria, noisy as ever. Yoongi, though, was quiet. Silent.

His triangle eyes focused on his small feet as he walked, skipping the lines as he went. He already had his own food, so instead of following the overly crowded group of smelly teens, he followed his own way towards the school's back yard.

"How many shrimps do you have to eat," He sang, headphones secure on his ears and holding back his bangs. "before you make your skin turn pink!"

A cute, small grin spread his lips as he walked, mostly to the rhythm of the song. His fingers flicking down with every beat.

"Eat too much and you'll get sick," He giggled, digging in his pocket. "Shrimps are pretty rich!"

He pulled out some cute, pink dollar bills that he had sketched out during math class, glee flowing through his veins as he giggled loudly at his own joke.

He put the fake money back in his pocket and kept walking, still skipping to the rhythm of the song. He was near the door that lead to the yard when he heard a sigh behind him.

"Wh- Who's there?" He whimpered as he rapidly pulled down his headphones, the japanese rap still flowing from them at a low volume.

"U- Uh..." A long faced lad with an apple in hand peeked from behind a column, jaw moving as he chewed on a bite he had taken from the fruit.

"Who- Who are y- you?" Yoongi sniffled, tears gathering in his eyes.

"U- Um, please don't cry." The stranger frowned, taking a tentative step towards the shorter lad, who shrank back. "I'm Hoseok. Jung Hoseok. We have maths and music together." He explained with a reassuring smile before reaching behind the column and pulling out yet another lad, who had red cheeks and wide eyes as he stared at Yoongi. "This is Kim Taehyung, he has the same classes as I do with you, but I think you guys also have english together."

"W- Were you foll- following me?" The shy male whimpered, and Hoseok blushed as he looked down.

"K- Kinda. But- But only because you never go to the cafeteria during lunch time, so we got curious and wanted to ask you. You seemed shy though, so we opted for following you since it'd be less uncomfortable for you..." He explained their actions calmly, quietly, as if to not scare the lad.

"O- Oh." Yoongi sniffled as he looked at the two, face turning pink.

"You seemed nice, too. I really wanted to be your friend, but since you're always alone and whenever anyone looks at you you look like you wanna hide, I didn't say anything to you. But since we're talking now— has anyone told you how pretty you are? Because you're really pretty." Taehyung rambled excitedly, only darkening Yoongi's blush.

"Tha- Thank you..." He giggled, bringing up his hands and covering his mouth and cheeks with them.

"I told you he was adorable, hyung!" The square-shaped-smile kid whined to the long faced lad, who chuckled and nodded.

"I didn't disagree." He laughed, and Taehyung nodded.

"Nobody can."

"U- Um—"

"Anyway. Yoongi-ssi, can we join you?" Hoseok grinned, and Yoongi's eyes widened.

"Y- You... You want to eat with m- me?" He asked, incredulous.

"Mhm! I told you, didn't I? We wanna be friends with you." Taehyung smiled warmly, and Yoongi grinned cutely, hands coming down to play with the hem of his sweater with a shy nod.

"O... Okay."