BTS Imagines 3 (Complete)

Suga

(Y/n)'s POV

I was stuck doing a project with one of the worst guy in my class. My teacher had noticed we haven't been getting along well so she thought it would be teaching us a lesson.

"You're late. You were supposed to be here an hour ago", I said, leaning against the door as I let Yoongi in.

"Jeez I'm here now. You don't have to get all agitated", he said, rolling his eyes.

I lead him towards the living room, placing myself on the couch as I brought my science book on my lap. Yoongi threw his backpack on the floor and placed himself on the floor as he skimmed through his notebook.

Two hours later, I jotted down notes on my notebook that will be useful for the project. Every five minutes or so I would glance over at Yoongi to see if he was actually doing work.

"You only have one page of notes written down?, I asked, eyes widening.

"So what?? At least it's something", he groaned, shrugging his shoulders.

I rolled my eyes and lightly bit my lip. I was about to jot down more notes until I heard the front door open, causing me to freeze.

"Who the hell is this?? I want him out of here", my father, who is completely drunk, said.

"But dad..we're working on a project", I said cautiously.

"I don't care! He is not welcome here!", he yelled before stumbling his way into his bedroom, slamming the door.

I felt a bit awkward by what just happened, being witnessed by Yoongi.

"Whatever. I'm getting bored anyways", Yoongi said before putting his things away.

He left without saying anything.

The next day at school, I had to look for Yoongi to talk to him about the project. When I turned the corner of the library, I found him talking to a girl. My cheeks turned red and my heart was pounding fast.

"I can talk to him about bit later", I said to myself before heading off to class.

~~~

"Yah, Min Yoongi! Why didn't you show up for science class?? I had to do the work myself!", I yelled at him, aggressively poking his chest with my index finger.

"I didn't feel like it. Anyways, give me today's notes. I have to see what to buy", he said, extending his hand.

"No way! Because of today, you aren't having a chance to look at it. Anyways, we can't do the project at my house so I will come by later to yours", I said.

"Whatever", he muttered.

~~~

A few days pass as we worked on the project. It was actually coming along really well until I accidentally tripped and ruined the project. Now we had to start over. I had to stay a few extra hours at Yoongi's house to finish whatever we had already finished.

"Why are you late? It's past 9 already", my father asked as soon as I walked into the house.

"I had to work on the project at my friend's house. Imma go to my room", I said.

He roughly grabbed my wrist to prevent me from walking away. A cry of pain escaped from my lips.

"I don't believe you. It doesn't take this long to do a project. Where have you been? Were you with that boy I saw last time? Are you screwing him or something? Becoming a whore already??", he asked angrily as his grip tightened.

I stayed quiet, tears streaming down my face as I closed my eyes. I tried to break free from his grip but he ended up slapping me across the face.

"Your mother was such a whore. You're exactly like her. Now I'm gonna teach you whoring around is wrong", he said as he clenched his hands into fists.

~~~

The next day, I ended up staying home. Yoongi has been texting me nonstop, asking where I was but I never responded until hours later when school was almost over. I told him I would meet him at his house to finish up the project.

I had to find something that doesn't show too much skin. A pair of jeans and a large hoodie will work perfectly. I also grabbed a cap and placed it on my head. I grabbed my backpack and headed towards Yoongi's place.

~~~

Yoongi's POV

"This girl..idiot", I mumbled as I paced back and forth.

As soon as I heard a knock on the door, I quickly went over and opened it.

"Why didn't you go to school today?? We had time to work on the project!", I yelled.

She was looking away, her cap covering her face.

"Sorry. Something came up", she mumbled.

She walked in and immediately began working on the project. I went over to my spot and did my part. Her back was facing me. She was quiet as well. I rolled my eyes and focused on the project.

"Make sure you glue the pieces right", I demanded.

"Okay", she said quietly.

"And place them in the right spot. We can't have any mistakes", I said.

"Okay", she said again.

I scoffed and continued working. Usually she would talk back. Oh well, as long as she's not bothering me.

After a few seconds, I heard sniffling. I raised an eyebrow and walked over towards her. I noticed a bruise on her wrist. As I tried looking at her face, I quickly notice a bruise on her eye. She looked away and wiped her tears away, sobbing a bit louder.

~~~

(Y/n)'s POV

I felt Yoongi walk away. Thank goodness. I would've had to talk about it.

A few minutes later, I heard footsteps coming towards me. A tray of food was placed next to me. When I looked over at Yoongi, he was staring at me with a serious expression.

"Yoongi-"

"Shut up and eat", he said.

He didn't say it a mean way. He stared at me for a few seconds before going back to his spot. I looked over at the tray of food and heard my stomach growl. As soon as I took a bite, I sighed in relief, feeling a bit better.

~~~

"I should...get going now. Thanks for the food", I mumbled, slinging my backpack over my shoulder.

"Whatever", he said.

I began to walk over to the front door but hesitated to walk out. My heart began to pound in fear as I realized it was 10:30pm. My dad hates when I get home late, obviously from the dark bruise on my eyes.

"Um...Yoongi...you probably know I hate you and you hate me..and you probably don't care about what happened to me at home..but..I-I..", tears once again began to threaten to come out.

"..you can sleep in my room since my parents don't have a spare room. But you're sleeping on the floor", he said.

~~~

I kept tossing and turning, mostly because of the nightmares I get. I glanced over at Yoongi and noticed he was still awake, looking at me.

"Um..Yoongi-"

"If I let you sleep on the bed with me, will you shut up and go to sleep so I can go to sleep?", he said.

I nodded and made my way towards his bed. He scooted towards the edge to make room and face his back towards me.

"..thanks Yoongi", I said.

"Whatever", he sighed.

I smiled and snuggled my head onto the soft pillow, forgetting about my worries.