[ Namjin ] Two years

1-Namjoon

''HURRY UP, YOONGI !" I shout from across the house... I wait..And wait... And I wait. I still hear no response. I decide to go up and get his lazy ass up. 

I open the door of his room brutally to see him in his bed, sleeping peacefully. Sorry for what I'm about to do... I knock on the wall near his face very loudly and he finally wakes up. 

He still got his eyes closed, he wept the saliva off his mouth. "Eww" he says. I giggle internaly. 

"Sorry, Yonngi, you didn't wake up.." he nods, he and I know he can't wake up in the morning. "It's always the same, Yoongi.." He nods again, not saying a word.

"Hurry up, we're gonna be late for school" He stands up and walks very slowly to his wardrobe. I leave him alone.

I lied, I know we're always late because of him sleeping endlessly. I just thought of putting pressure on him and maybe we wouldn't be late for once. 

I prepare the cereals on the table. He comes back with messy hair and his shirt tugged in his pants. "Brush your hair, Yoongi.." he just nods, again. "And put that t-shirt out of your pants...It's not a good look.." He does as I told him.

I continue preparing the breakfast.

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I drive us to school. He keeps his head sticking to the window. It's a habit he has when he's tired. I know him too well.

We finally arrive at school. He leaves the car really fast, leaving me behind and he goes straight to a boy, I believe his name's Jimin. I think he was in my English class two years ago. 

I take my briefcase, my coat and the keys of my car and head to the building. 

First hour...Is the worst class I could ever have. All cheaters, noisy, really noisy and don't give a damn about my lesson. Only one student doesn't count, Jungkook, Kim Jungkook.

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PLEASE BE NICE, it's my first fanfiction ever and I don't speak English everyday...

I'm Belgian and speak French. AH OUI OUI ! 

~Bye bye~