"You're late to class darling."
Jimin is the shy boy in school while Yoongi is the bad boy. So this is your typical love story about the bully and the good kid falling in love.
Trigger Warning: Mention of slurs/suicide/eating disorder/abuse
It was the end of the school day and Jimin had managed to avoid Suga all day. He pretty much ran for the front door and hurried back home. When he had arrived home he threw his bag on the floor and debated texting the number.
Was Suga the one who took it? There was no way Park Jimin wanted Min Yoongi to have his number. The problem was he really needed that book back. It didn't even belong to him.
Jimin took out his phone and started texting the new contact.
Unknown: hey this is jimin,,, you said you have my book?
S: Yeah I do, The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo?
Jiminie: yes that one
Jimin's heart was racing while texting this number. What if it was Suga? He debated texting and asking who he was talking to when eventually he just did it.
Jiminie: Who is this anyway?
S: Suga
Jiminie: You're joking, right?
S: Photo Message: Do I look like I'm joking?
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Jimin had gasped. This boy, he was so...pretty. He had never seen anyone take a picture of themselves so nicely. This is the boy that's been bullying you, he thought to himself. He shook his head and smiled.
Jiminie: oh.
Suga: Like what you see darling?
Jimin blushed. Darling. Why did that word affect him so much? Jimin stared at his phone, not sure how to reply. He then remembered why he was texting that number in the first place.
Jiminie: so uh...when can I get my book back?
Suga: meet me behind the school an hour before class starts, okay darling?
Why would he want to meet him an hour early?
Jiminie: okay.
Jimin set his phone down and fell back onto his bed. There's no way Jimin could be developing some sort of feelings for his bully, could he?
~~~~~
Yoongi smiled after noticing how flustered the boy got, he could tell by the way Jimin was texting. Jimin had always been such an innocent boy and that was what got Yoongi's attention.
Yoongi finally walked into his apartment and closed the door behind him quietly. He was feeling extremely tired and any loud noises would bother him. He threw his bag on the ground and headed to his bed. He plopped down and closed his eyes. The moment his eyes shut his phone started ringing loudly. Yoongi groaned and reached into his pocket to answer it. He stared at the caller ID and rolled his eyes. He slid the answer button and put the phone up to his ear.
"Hey Yoongi!! We are at this sick party!! You should come."
"Really Namjoon? It's like 5pm."
"Yeah hyung!! Come on." Yoongi rolled his eyes again and thought for a second. Why not?
"Where you at?"
"I'll text the address."
"Okay." Yoongi hung up and sighed. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. He stood up and his phone went off showing the address Namjoon had sent. The place was within walking distance so he decided to just walk so he could have some time to himself.
He headed out the door and started his walk there. He started thinking about the boy with orange hair on his way to the party. Ever since he had started bullying him, he had gained feelings for the boy. He loved how plump his lips were. He loved that he was so shy and quiet. He loved how he was the top of his class. He loved everything but yet he kept being mean because he was afraid. He was afraid that the school would stop being afraid of him if they found out he was bisexual. His gang was aware, hell, Taehyung and Jungkook were dating. People weren't as afraid of Tae and Kookie because of it. They had to spend so much time proving they could fight because people would continue challenging them. They proved themselves eventually but to Yoongi, his reputation meant too much.
Yoongi finally arrived at the house faster than he thought he would. He smiled as he was ready to get drunk and get that boy out of his head.
He walked in the house that was blaring music. He stood at the entrance to attempt to get used to the amount of noise. Once he felt he was okay, he walked towards the kitchen to get a drink. There were red solo cups on the counter filled with alcohol so he grabbed one and took a swig out of it. He turned around and came face to face with the orange haired boy. He looked terrified. Why would he be at a party like this?
~~~~~
Jimin ended up going to a party that was a block from his house. He knew kids from his school were going and he knew there would be alcohol. I just want to get drunk. He didn't have any friends that would be there but he went anyway.
He was walking around the house like a lost puppy looking for where they keep the alcohol. He finally was able to find the kitchen after what seemed like forever. Jimin's face was sweaty and he was getting anxiety from all the people there. "Well, what did I expect?" he thought. He walked in the kitchen with his head down and then bumped into someone. He looked up and all the colour in his face drained.
