POLARIODS AND PILLOWS.

two

"youre a piece of shit, you know that right?"

jimin snatches the remote out of yoongis hand before sighing. "you picked last time, asshole." jimin says before clicking on a random show on netflix.

yoongi suddenly shoots up from the couch and slips his shoes on. "ive been here for hours anyway, i need to get home." yoongi says before walking to the door. "bye brat. ill text you tomorrow or something."

jimin dosent even look behind him as he flips yoongi off, smiling to himself. as soon as he hears the door shut, he lets out the sigh that he didnt know he was holding for hours.

yoongi and jimin have known eachother since sophmore year of high school. back then, yoongi caught the eyes of both girls and boys but never aknowleged anyone.

they only became friends because they were in detention together all the time. jimin chuckles at the flashback, remembering thier first exchange.

"what did you do this time?" yoongi startled jimin as he sits next to him. jimin was confused to say the least, since yoongi never talked to anyone.

"skipping. you?" jimin says, trying to keep up with yoongis flow since this may be the one time yoongi actually speaks.

"this one teacher. she always talks about her kids, and i told her to fuck off." yoongi stated simply as he fiddled with his pencil.

jimin frowns, not understanding his reasoning. "whats wrong with her kids?" jimin asks yoongi, curious.

"its not just her kids. children in general just piss me off." yoongi says, staring strait ahead as if he hadnt said something terrible. "always so needy, loud, and messy. fucking attention whores."

jimin was hurt by the things yoongi said, but chuckled at the last comment. "attention whores?" jimin repeats as yoongi looks over at him, smiling. "great choice of words, asshole." jimin says, no longer worried what the older thinks of him.

"thanks, cunt." yoongi says, staring ahead. "whats your name, brat."

jimin smiles and bites on his lip, remembering how much theyve changed but stayed the same.

jimin unconsciously sucks on his thumb as he remembers how yoongi had smiled at him. "cute yoongi." jimin says in a high pitched voice, feeling himself slip into littlespace.

jimin has been finding himself thinking very fondly of yoongi lately without even realizing it. hes had a crush on yoongi since middle school, and always felt safe when he thought of him.

"minnie misses yoongi." jimin thinks out loud as he walks to his room, his thumb still between his teeth. he reaches for a bear on the ground, and picks it up. "yoongi dosent like minnie, but its okay." jimin sqeaks as he climba into his pastel pink bed with his other stuffed animals.

he cuddles the bear, his mind pretending that its yoongi in his arms instead. "minnie loves yoongi." he whispers in the bears ear before slipping into the abyss of sleep instantly.