Basketball: BTS Yoongi ff

Part 27

I hate this so much

Yoongi and I seem to be worse at pretending to like each other than I had thought we were. Everything that he does seems to piss me off even more, my glare almost always trained on him. He seems to think the same way, irritation coming off of him in waves.

Clara and Taemin are surprisingly the opposite. They don't really show much skin ship or affection, but I can tell that they like each other. Their subtle touches and little giggles are enough to catch my attention, a small smile on my face as I look over at them from time to time. They act the way that Hyung Seok and I act when we go out together, this fact making me miss him. I haven't seen him in a while, seeing Clara and her boyfriend so close like this making me want to visit him.

"So, I heard that you're on the basketball team" Taemin says suddenly, making me look up from the glass of water I was holding in my hands. I nod as Yoongi sighs beside me, suddenly interested in the conversation.

"Yeah, sadly" he mumbles, it able to be heard even though he was trying to be quiet. I reach up and am unable to resit flicking him on the forehead, him sticking his tongue out in retaliation.

"He's just jealous that I might take his spot as point guard" I say jokingly, smirking when he glares down at me. I wasn't being serious of course. Yoongi is the best point guard that I have had the pleasure of playing with, and I wouldn't dream of taking his position.

He doesn't seem to understand that though, a startled gasp exiting my mouth when he turns my body slightly and puts my in a headlock. Taemin roars with laughter as I struggle in Yoongi's hold, even Clara cracking a smile at this. They have no idea that Yoongi probably wants to actually kill me though, my movements panicked as I tap his arm in defeat.

"Yah! Yoongi! You're embarrassing me" I hiss as I look around at all of the people staring over at our table, finally able to relax when he lets go of me. I fix my hair before glaring at him once again, Taemin laughing even harder when I smack Yoongi on the arm with as much force as I possibly can.

"You guys are seriously so funny" he says as he looks over at Clara,  making my eyebrows raise in confusion. How was him trying to strangle me funny?

"What the-"

I look over at Yoongi as he curses under his breath, the cup of water he had been holding now partially empty. Someone had accidentally bumped into his chair from behind, causing the water in the glass that he had been raising to his mouth to spill over the side. 

"You're so fucking clumsy" I say with a content smile as I watch him struggle to get the water out of his shirt, rolling my eyes as he blots at it. Its water Yoongi, it will dry. I do take pity on him though, deciding to help him out despite this being rather comical to watch.

I grab the napkins that he was using out of his hands before pulling him closer to me by his shirt, holding it below where he got wet. I use the napkins to wipe at the spill, mumbling to myself about how stupid this is seeing as it is only water that will go away on its own. I can feel his eyes on my face as I focus solely on what is in front of me, my cheeks heating up at how uncharacteristic of me this is.

I finish getting most of the water out before moving up to his face, gently blotting at the water that spilt on his chin. His breath hits my hand as I hold onto his chin with one of my hands, finally looking up and into his wide eyes.

"You know, people usually drink water, not spill it on themselves" I say quietly to try and ease the tension, smiling when he scowls in frustration. I place the napkin down before looking back at my water cup, confused as to why my hands are shaking so much. My cheeks are still hot as the conversation continues and I am unable to focus on what is being said anymore. Am I sick or something? Why did I help him out like that?

..............

"This was actually kind of fun" Clara says to me as the two guys talk a few steps ahead of us, her words surprising me. I wasn't expecting her to say that seeing as she has been trying to make my life miserable since the first day I met her, my eyebrows raised as she continues. "You aren't that bad either."

"Gee, thanks" I reply sarcastically, unable to help the small smile that appears on my face afterwards though.

"Won't your best friend be upset when you tell her that you went on a double date with Yoongi and I?" I ask apprehensively, curious as to what she has to say about that. "I mean, she kind of hates me with a burning passion."

I am confused when the smile slips off of her face, it being replaced by a small frown. She seems to not want to answer me, her eyes downcast as she walks ahead and grabs her boyfriend's hand. She says something to Yoongi before they both leave, my eyes wide as I watch them go.

She turns back around to look at me before going on her way once again, making me really interested in what she didn't want me to know about. Are her and her bestie actually friends? I have only ever seen them together, and her personality outside of school was way different than what it was when they were with each other. What is she hiding?