Personal Stripper | m.yg x p.j

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"I'm fine" Was what he said, like always just like a broken record. The others looked at him with the same blank face, gulping a bit as they looked at each other for confirmation that their normally stone cold friend was crying in front of them.

Yoongi was as shocked as the boys in front of him. Eventually snapping out of the state to wipe his eyes with the back of his hand. He sniffled as he laughed it off. "Seriously, I was just lost in thought" The black haired boy tried as he continued eating his sandwich like nothing happened.

There was an awkward silence as the others got used to going back to normal. Because what the fuck? He just started crying, but it wasn't like sobbing. Just.. Tears?

What happened, he had no idea. Truly. He was just thinking about some things, normal things for him at least. He never cried, especially not in front of others. It's not because he's an ugly crier, he just simply didn't feel the need to cry.

The normal way for him to express his feelings was mostly through sex, and the rough kind if he was feeling extra emotional. Maybe that's what he should be doing right now, he thought.

Yoongi went back to the cool guy facade as the lunch break slowly came to an end. His friends eventually went back to normal, still with a weird feeling about the prior situation.

The bell finally went off and as if it was routine, which it was, everybody slipped away from the cafeteria since class was gonna be starting soon.

Yoongi slowly stood up and went to the trashcans in order to throw away the pieces of paper that was wrapped around the sandwich. As he chewed on the last bite and he crunched the papers up to threw them in, he heard a high pitched voice behind him.

"Hyung, hi" Yoongi turned his head to look at the person behind him, spotting the silver hair strands that was hid behind a maroon colored beanie. "It's been awhile" The innocent-looking boy said as he could sense Yoongi's gaze on him as he turned around to face him.

"Yeah, too long Jimin" Yoongi finally chirped as he send him a small smile. Jimin sent him a bright smile making his eyes turn into small crescents further proving his innocent appearance.

Park Jimin. He was always there in the background of Yoongi's school life, meaning both in the hallways he would walk in and the tables he would sit at with his friends. It would be really weird if he hadn't been going to the same high school.

Perhaps it was just because Yoongi found him a little more interesting than the other people who was background action in his life.

His outward appearance was always cute, and Yoongi would be lying if he said he wasn't adorable. Sure Yoongi sometimes wondered how a 16 year old didn't seem to have any hardships in life, it was wonderful really. To see a completely pure soul walking the corridors.

Sometimes Yoongi had spotted some guys picking on him and his looks, not only his looks though, they would sometimes take advantage of his innocence. Asking him sexual questions, which the poor boy obviously didn't know the answers to.

The black haired boy occasionally would shoot the boys a glare making them stop, though it didn't help a lot. In the long run they would just keep going, and it honestly annoyed Yoongi that they couldn't understand a fucking hint.

Even the way Jimin walked was cute, not only cute but just without a care in the world. He was clearly unbothered by all the whispering and chattering that was surely about him. But not because he didn't care, he just didn't know.

"So how have you been?" The silver haired boy asked softly as the two boys progressively got further down the hall making their way to class. Yoongi spared him a glance. "I've been doing fine, how about you?" He murmured, seemingly uninterested in the whole small talk part.

Jimin stared at the black haired boy walking beside him, and then blushed and looked away as the other catched him glaring. "I'm alright" He muttered.

Yoongi hated small talk, it was always so awkward. And he hated himself for obviously being the reason for the awkward tension every damn time. Even if it was with a cute boy like Jimin, he would make it painfully uncomfortable, if only Yoongi knew how to socialize.

"Well, I'll see you later" Yoongi said with a small wave since he had to go upstairs and Jimin had classrooms on the ground level of the school.

Jimin opened his mouth to say something but soon closed it again as he could see Yoongi already walking away. Mysterious boy, Jimin thought to himself with a subtle smirk.

The school day soon ended, students running around from classroom to classroom to catch up with their friends thus creating an over dramatic atmosphere, which was also an over dramatic observation by Yoongi and his thoughts.

When he walked down the halls with his hands in his jean pockets, he was once again left with his thoughts. Kind of zooming out of his body flying around in his mind palace, looking at the different parts of his brain and it's memories.

Childhood, parents, previous fucks and that just eventually led to all of his perverted thoughts. Yoongi didn't exactly have a sex drive, well he did. However it was more like a coping mechanism and had eventually become an addiction.

It was kind of like smoking, you know you don't need it though you do it anyway, because why the fuck not. You can come up with a bunch of reasons as to why, but neither of them mattered when deep down, you just don't give a shit.

Though, Yoongi didn't smoke - well only at parties sometimes if he really needed it which was barely ever. He mostly stuck with the pointless sex. For him it wasn't pointless though, he got rid of his thoughts and emotions that he didn't need to fuck up his life even further.

He thought about his friends and how glad he really was for their presence in his life. Especially Hoseok, who's helped Yoongi in the past mostly dealing with his parents. He remembered an incident some years back where his parents were going on a vacation without him, resulting in Yoongi being hurt once again.

At the time he didn't know that he was hurt, but he just knew he needed his best friend's presence. So he called him up and he answered right away and was on the phone all the way to Yoongi's place.

Something like that was something Yoongi would forever be grateful for, Hoseok dropping everything just to be there for him. And Yoongi would do the same for him, they were there for each other.

Before Yoongi knew it he was at home, he was just completely lost in his thoughts whilst walking home from school as well as eating dinner. Now he was sat on the couch, thinking even more.

He's always had a lot on his mind, not that he would ever admit it. Thinking is for weaklings, and Yoongi is not weak.

That's what he shows outward, but not what he feels. Pfft, feelings. Who needs them anyway? When you can just drill yourself through life, without feeling a thing as well as no attachments whilst living your life. That's how Yoongi likes to think he lives his life.

The clouds were welling up into one big clump on the now night sky, stars were doing their everything to shine through the thick bundle of light grey floating candyfloss. It was almost like the clouds were making their way around the half moon showing off it's bright almost lamp kind of appearance.

Yoongi was looking at the ethereal sight that was the night sky, his breath almost hitching at the sight. That was when Yoongi once again made a thought.

A quick fuck would be great right now.

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