study with me ✎ m.yg x p.jm

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i walked out of my history classroom with so much pride it might as well have been written on my forehead. i actually did study (somewhat), but i had a very good feeling about my answers this time. in fact, most of my subjects felt good to me.

i walked through the halls to go and meet my friends at the entrance.

i push open the door and immediately spot them at the gate. i jog over to them, interrupting their conversation.

"hey!"

"hi yoongs!" jin says, showing his smile.

"hi hyungie~" jimin says, coming to cuddle into my side.

"hi baby." i kiss his head, making the rest of them ew and stick out their tongues playfully.

"gross." hoseok laughed.

"you act like you don't do it to taehyung and jungkook." i scoff.

he ignores me and we all start to head away from the school. taehyung and jeongguk parted ways with the rest of us since they live in a different area. the rest of our dumbasses bicker and joke our way to our houses, all of us parting ways eventually, except for jimin and i. because we're standing on his doorstep right now.

"do you think you did good?" i lean against the frame, sticking my hands into my pant pockets with a playful smile on my face, his lips also creased into a shy smile.

"maybe. we won't know until monday, so..." he rubs his arm and looks down shyly.

"come on, baby boy, i can't still make you this shy, can i?" i chuckle as i use a hand to tilt his head back up so our eyes could meet.

"i'll be back in the next half hour so you can bring me to the studio and show me the new choreography you mentioned." i sighed, poking my feet at the concrete.

"if you're lucky." he jokes.

"i'm in love with an angel who loves me back. i'm pretty lucky, don't ya think?" i smile at him, catching the blush that rises to his cheeks.

"whatever." he giggles. he kisses me on the cheek and says goodbye. i step away from his house and begin to stroll down the sidewalk, eager to get this damn backpack off my shoulders.

when i get home, i immediately throw my backpack down next to the couch, seeing my step-dad on the couch. "hey yoongi! how was school?" he turns down the tv and looks at me.

"good. i have a good feeling about my exam, too." i smile.

"that's good! i know you'll get at least a c." he jokes.

"rude!" i yell as i go upstairs to take my uniform off.

i change into a white shirt and pale blue jeans, changing from my school shoes to combat boots and throwing a black beanie into the mix. i grab my phone from where i placed it on the nightstand and jog back downstairs, my father in the kitchen now.

"going to jimin's?" he asks.

"yeah, he has a new dance that i'm gonna make him show me." i laugh.

"good luck with that, kid." he rolls his eyes sarcastically.

"tell eomma i said hi?" i say, my hand on the doorknob.

"tell her yourself." he points over to the staircase where my mom is coming down.

"tell me what?" she looks at us confused, slowing her pace on the steps.

"tell you hi, and that i love you." i go over to her and give her a hug, which she returns with a smile and a kiss on the forehead.