(min yoongi's p.o.v)
hey there. i'm min yoongi, sometimes people call me suga. mainly because i'm pale as fuck but, we won't talk about that.
i don't have many friends, not that i mind. mainly because i'm a selective person with trust issues. i only talk to people i trust, other than that, i'm an asshole.
i've been broken too many times to not be an asshole. but this isn't a pity party, this is a story.
there's this new kid at school, i think his name is hobbit or some shit like that.
here's the issue.
i've hated everyone who's come to this school that was instantly popular, which is what happened to him.
but i don't hate him, at all. in fact, i fucking admire him. i'm not sure what it is about him. maybe the way his face lights up at the smallest things, the way his smile is bigger than the universe itself. the way he lights up the room with his laugh...
i've tried ignoring these feelings for him, but i can't. hell, i can't even bring myself to talk to him.
we were all sitting at lunch after an extremely long hour of stupid bullshit when jungkook said something after catching me staring at hobbit.
"why don't you go get his number, hyung?" he asked, taking a sip of his banana milk.
"are you fucking crazy, jungkook? i can't even ask him what his fucking name is..." i said, taking a a bite of the toxic shit they serve us at school.
"why don't i do it for you? i mean, i'm working on a project with him for science. i need his number anyways." jimin spoke up.
"hook a bitch up." i said, taking another bite.
"oh yeah, hyung, his name is hoseok, or hobie as a nickname." jimin giggled, standing up and walking over to hoseok's table.
my heart was racing. what if he thought i was a freak? i mean, i'm always wearing my black beanie, always wearing oversized shirts, maybe he thinks i'm fucked up...
jimin walked back over here, smiling.
"hyuuuuunggggggg, your favorite person got his number for you." he said
i quickly put hoseok's number in my phone, unable to contain my smile.
"look at him! i think our cold-hearted, straight faced yoongi is smiling and blushing!" jungkook said.
glaring at him, he quickly shut up, finishing up his drink.
still smiling, i finished up eating. the rest of the day went by slow as fuck, and finally i was home.
having my own car was starting to show advantages, because i don't think my stick legs would've made it on 2 feet home.
collapsing onto my bed, i quickly pulled my phone out, texting hoseok.
me: hey hoseok! it's yoongi. you probably have no idea who i am, but my friend jimin gave me your number
hoseok: hey :) actually i do know who you are. jimin said you wanted my number?
me: that little shit
hoseok: lmao don't get mad at him. i would've gladly given it to you ;)
me: WHOA THERE
hoseok: hey calm down, i'm not a pervert lmao. just joking with you
me: dammit
hoseok: what?
me: nothing
hoseok: alright.. hey uh..
hoseok: you got some homework answers?
me: we have homework?
hoseok: i see we're on the same level
