Teenagers [Yoongi x OG]

Chapter 2

Yoongi's P.O.V

"Son of a bitch." I hissed through clenched teeth as my Hoseok dripped ointment at the bruise on my cheek, squirming away from the cotton with some of my blood on it. My friend slash babysitter glared at me.

"Keep still Yoongs or this'll take even longer." He said, "And I'll make sure it would be a painful process for you."

I stopped squirming after that. "This is the one time you have control over me hoe." I muttered, scowling. Hoseok hummed in response, patting the cotton on the bruise, I crossed my arms and pretended to be interested in my nails, desperately trying to escape the awkward tension in the silence.

"How'd you get into this mess anyhow?" Hoseok asked, much to my relief.

"Some bitch set me up. Got attacked by the big guy, ya know the.." I thought for a moment. "The chef's son."

Hoseok paused and looked at me. "Seokjin?"

"Yeah him. The guy throws a really good punch." Hoseok nodded in agreement.

"So who was the one who set you up?"

"Some girl." I shrugged nonchalantly. Hoseok cocked an eyebrow at me.

"A girl?" He asked "You mean someone who identifies as a female isn't kissing the very ground you walk on?"

I rolled my eyes and punched him lightly. "For once."

"Is she new?"

"Probably. I mean, her whole class is new. They didn't know horseshit about our school." I replied.

"Hm. Why were you there again?" He continued batting the cotton pad on my face.

"Some orientation thing. Dad wanted me to take a good look at the freshies." I shrugged. "So he let me in one of their classes."

"Why'd the girl set you up?" I scowled at him.

"She's a bitch, I don't know. Can we stop talking about her." Hoseok shook his head, and I turned away from him. Only for Hoseok to grab me by the jaw and whirl my head back to bandage the bruise.

"Since you're not planning to cease her from existing right now, that must mean you have a cause." He smirked, fuck, he probably knew. "Was it the rumor about me impregnating that chinese freshie?"

I looked away, of course he knew. "Nah, I just got a sick thrill from punching the guy."

"Yoongs." Hoseok frowned. "You don't have to defend me anymore. I'm as cold and tough as you are."

"You went into ER after a bar fight hoe, you're not cold and tough." I said, scowling back at him. "You're sunshine and happiness and nice and stuff. These rumors are bullshit about you and you know it!"

"All rumors are bullshit Yoongi, you gotta accept that. I'm seventeen, not five. You don't have to protect me from big fat bullies and slimy caterpillars anymore." I let out a dark chuckle at that. "Yoongs, it's not worth it. You're getting hurt."

"Better than see them stone you to death."

"Yoongi."