Personal Stripper | m.yg x p.j

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The sunlight fought through the small crack at the bottom of the curtains, as well as the eyes of the tired boy in the chosen room. It could be seen as two things, a beautiful sight or an annoying way to wake up. With the unexpected sun beaming on top of the blanket making it too hot for his exhausted body.

Yoongi's eyes fluttered open to be met with the irritating sleep ruiner before his arm slung up above the higher part of his face to spare his eyes from the intense sunlight. He grunted a bit as he sat up in the too comfortable bed and butted his way to the edge of the mattress. The floor felt hard against his delicate feet, as he padded his way to the small bathroom.

The entire apartment felt warmed up from the sharp sunlight it had been receiving for not even a long time, it must be hot outside Yoongi thought as he looked out the window whilst he brushed his teeth running around to find some clothing.

Even though he had made thoughts about it being hot outside, and coming to the conclusion that black would absorb too much sun, he chose a pair of black ripped jeans as well as a dark grey t-shirt.

He grabbed an apple, a mouth mask and his bag. How will he eat the apple with a mouth mask on, well. He'll just tuck it down to his chin, bam. Mouth access. So he did, he took a bite of the juicy apple and locked the door on his way out.

Yoongi made his way down the stairs and out the door down the street as the sun found him and made the decision to shine on him for shits and giggles. Sometimes mother nature is a bitch, but don't tell her that. She'll just rain on you.

As the apartment complex became smaller, the school became bigger. Yoongi's eyes were locked on his phone in his hands, as he looked out of the corner of his eyes to discover that he was at the high school.

He hesitantly put his phone down his pocket as he thought that this day was gonna be boring as fuck, just like all the other days. Yoongi threw the remains of the apple in the trashcan in front of the school, just like he always does on all the other boring days.

The weekend prior to the fresh week, hadn't been Yoongi's proudest moment. Him and some of his friends had been to a party. Heck even before that party. Yoongi had found yet another reason as to why he is completely and utterly unlovable.

His best friend, Hoseok was beginning to talk to girls more, which he had never really done before. Maybe hormones finally got the best of him, Yoongi thought.
However all it did to Yoongi was to make him think about how he would never be able to be loved nor love another person, because Yoongi didn't know how to love people. He only knows how to fuck them.

When you've known that you're unlovable for awhile, you get used to the thought so it's daily basis at this point. Not even his parents loved him. Which they wouldn't even admit, so they just keep on ignoring the fact and then buy him a new pair of pants. Which then resulted in Yoongi being hurt again, since that had become routine.

But Yoongi can take it, he's a cool guy. He's the one that every girl wants the body of, but never could love the heart of.

Even some of the guys at the school would become all submissive for him. He'd just have to look at them and show slight emotion and they'd fall on their knees to suck his dick if he wanted them to.

He surely used it to his advantage at times when he was a little horny. Which wasn't just sometimes, since he was almost known as a slut. But nobody had the nerve to call him out on it. Not even his friends.

Yoongi made his way to the classroom as he looked at the lilac flowers painted on the wall in the school's hallways. They were incredibly ugly, which idiot thought that was a great idea to put in a high school full of hormonal teenagers who would get triggered at the mere thought that the school's decorators thought they were children. Idiots.

He looked inside the classroom, filled with fellow students as he slowly began waltzing inside eventually sitting down at his desk situated second to front row beside the windows. He put his things on the desk and began scribbling in his notebook. A familiar face walked up to Yoongi's desk, startling him slightly at the contact of a hand on his shoulder.

"Good morning"

Yoongi looked Hoseok in the eyes with his back bent over the desk, not for anything other than laziness and bad posture. "Morning" He bluntly replied receiving a bright smile in return as he sat down at his own desk beside Yoongi's.

"How was it this weekend? You know.. The girl?" Hoseok wiggled his eyebrows before he reached inside his backpack. Yoongi's mind wandered back to how the girl was literally screaming his name under him. How Yoongi didn't even enjoy it, he just felt like he had to get his mind off of everything.

The older looked at his smiling friend "It was great" He gave him a small smile and carried on scribbling in his notebook.

Lunch break rolled around quite fast, Yoongi made his way down the corridors to the cafeteria and saw his friends sitting at their usual table. He later walked over to them with a deep breath. They greeted him as he sat down with his lunch which he had gotten just before the search of his friends.

"How was the party, guys?" Seokjin said scanning the people at the table. He wasn't fond of big parties, and especially not when they were held every day of the week. Though he sometimes sucked it up and went to a party once in a while, since his boyfriend didn't always know how to get home.

Hoseok looked up from his sandwich that must have been very interesting because his full attention was on it. "I may have gotten too drunk to remember--" He took a bite and proceeded talking with a full mouth "But Yoongi had fun, I can tell you that" He muffled as all the others laughed at the muzzle noise.

Namjoon nudged Yoongi's side as he wiggled his eyebrows "So, who was it this time?" He chuckled. Seokjin rested his head in the palm of his hand with his elbow on the table "Yea, Yoongi. Whoooo?" He empathized with a grin.

"Just some girl, no one" Yoongi said bluntly as he picked his sandwich up and took a bite. It wasn't exactly a lie, but she wasn't no one. She was pretty hot, but with a boring personality it was quite uninteresting to be exact. They all shrugged it off at the table, seeing as Yoongi normally doesn't brag much about his one night stands.

The day after they all just leave anyways, so what was there to brag about? They just prove to Yoongi once again that he's not even worth staying in the morning for. Though the thing is, Yoongi wouldn't know what to do anyways.

So maybe it's for the better that way. Just getting the closeness of another person in replacement of the closeness he never got from his parents.

"Hyung?" Yoongi snapped out of his thoughts and looked at his friends who was looking at him with big eyes, like they had seen a ghost. "What?"

"Are you okay?"

That's when he realized that tears were streaming down his cheeks.

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