Personal Stripper | m.yg x p.j

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It felt like the weekend ended in a split second, probably because Sunday was mainly slept away apart from the little time Yoongi had to deal with the burning headache that he didn't even predict happening - since he wasn't that drunk the day before. However his body apparently thought it'd be fun to give him a lesson and maybe hinting at the fact that he should probably stop drinking for the better.

The dehydration was definitely the most annoying part of hangovers, since you have to drink all the time to hydrate your fucking throat which feels like you've been sucking dick for three days straight. Also the weird food cravings were certainly something Yoongi never understood, but he embraced it; eating everything he could get his long fingers on.

Even though Yoongi got drunk relatively often, he never had to deal with throwing up - which could be a blessing since he often had people at his house when the hangover would kick in. Though most of the time he had that throbbing pain in his head, mostly at his temples which he would massage every second he could, he would take a hot shower, an Advil and then go to bed dozing off as soon as he would hit the fucking mattress.

Sun was shining in through the small missing pieces of the plisse curtains which he had sloppily pulled down with that annoying string attached to it the day prior, he grunted as he threw an arm up to cover for the sun that was awakening him from his slumber making his sight all red.

He lazily pushed himself off the bed colliding with the floor that for some reason hadn't been warmed up from the sun much as it was cold as fuck. He waltzed his way to the bathroom and soon the kitchen seeing he didn't need much time in the bathroom.

As Yoongi sat down to eat the apple that he normally would eat on the way to school, but today he had a little more time than normal, he thought back to the party just a few nights before and his mind wandered farther down to Park Jimin.

The way he had moved to the beat of the song that Yoongi so stupidly had put on, just to get a reaction out of Jimin - which had evolved into what neither of the two had thought it would. The fact that some guy, creepy at that, had taken it upon himself to think that Jimin wanted to go home with him just because he was dancing, was absolutely disgusting.

Yoongi had always hated those types of people, that's why whenever he wanted to get a good fuck he would let the people come to him. Not that the guy was ever capable to make people want him, like Yoongi so effortlessly did.

Weirdly enough, Yoongi hadn't had a girl home with him this time - he seemed to be too busy saving Jimin from the hands of the devil's earth worker, and calming him down afterwards. Not that he was completely out of if, but Yoongi could sense something off about him.

Maybe it was the fact that Yoongi had called him his boyfriend, oh shit. He had totally forgotten about that, hopefully Jimin had as well. That memory would just cause unnecessary problems.

The school was quiet when Yoongi arrived, immediately walking the hallways to get to the classroom, the walk further into the school was getting louder and louder as he crossed other classrooms filled with chatter and laughter.

"Good morning, Hobi" Yoongi sat down at his seat with a small smile, which he was even surprised was present. He wasn't even sure why it was there, so hopefully Hoseok wouldn't ask about i- "Why are you smiling?"

"No reason"

"Yeah, sure. The Min Yoongi is smiling for no reason - come on! I know you better than that" Hoseok chirped as he lifted himself to lightly punch Yoongi's shoulder before sitting himself down once again.

Hoseok always had a way to find out about Yoongi's every reason for everything, even if he had to resort to theories - that sometimes turned out to be true. He remembered back to one time where Yoongi was looking rather stone cold than normal, so he pulled him aside to ask him about his parents; and Yoongi spurt out sobs and muffled reasonings into Hoseok's shoulder.

As the two started chattering about some stuff, mostly because Yoongi got uncomfortable about feelings, the teacher was soon standing at the desk in the front center waiting for her students to shut their mouths.

"The new subject is starting today, i would like you all to help the younger students move into your classroom - since they will be participating" Everybody in the class grunted from the mere thought of lifting their asses off their chairs, Hoseok and Yoongi looked at each other with lifted eyebrows, they had both forgotten about this whole subject thing over the weekend.

Nobody knew what the subject was yet, there were speculations though most of them were pretty stupid. Yoongi had heard a few students talk about the subject being first aid and even computer technology - which was so stupid because that subject was already a thing, though it wasn't obligated, and it's already something that is normal for teenagers today; most grow up with technology as their second language.

Yoongi shrugged as he stood up to go out the classroom to be met with a view of a bunch of younger students waiting with their desks, chairs and backpacks. He inhaled deeply before seeing Jimin standing not long away from the others with an almost frightened look on his face.

What Yoongi didn't know was that Jimin had also forgotten about the obligated subject, and when he had remembered he considered not going to school whilst brushing his teeth, because he knew that Yoongi was going to be there.

But he then shrugged that thought off, he was beginning to be nice after all - the situation at the party surely had changed him.

Not long went by with helping the younger students to get their chairs and such in place. Yoongi had hurried over to help Jimin in particular, whilst sharing knowing eye contact they placed the things at the only available spot. The elder was too caught up in smirking at Jimin that he hadn't seen that he was far away from his own seat.

All of this didn't go unnoticed by their friends, Taehyung was watching from afar - he had placed his seat not long away from Hoseok - who was also watching the whole situation go down. Yoongi was sure nobody noticed, let's just say that Hoseok's speculations were peaking at this moment.

The chatter was quieting down in the classroom, which had gotten louder due to the extra students in there, as the teacher were shushing them wanting to announce something. "So a lot of speculations have been theorized last week, about the subject" She rambled,  Yoongi tried to tune out the unnecessary things but soon lifted his eyebrows as she finally said something interesting.

"This week will be sex ed" Everybody panicked at this sentence, some were whistling at their friends and some were laughing. Yoongi was just leaning in his seat with his arms crossed, like a person who wasn't affected about the situation.

However, he was. But not the same way as the others, he was thinking of the perfect opportunity to mess with Park Jimin - aka the stripper sitting across from him at the other side of the room, flustered by the situation.

Jimin looked over his shoulder to be met with the deep gaze of Min Yoongi, blushing he looked away in an instant.

He thought that the whole game with them was over, and maybe he could actually build something with this boy - since he had opened up to him a little at that party in the weekend.

What he didn't know was that he was completely wrong about that.

Oh boy, was Yoongi not done with this game.

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