strawberries & cigarettes ; yoonmin

three

Jimin finds himself not hungry and stressed as he and his three friends gather at their table in the lunchroom.

"You okay" Taehyung asks before spreading some sauce onto his lunch.

"No" Jimin pouts by sticking out his lower lip "we have a math test today remember?"

"We?" Taehyung cocks an eyebrow.

"Shoot- sorry I forgot again" Jimin runs his temples in efforts to calm his raging headache.

What he so called "forgot" is that he and Taehyung don't have many classes together since Jimin is a year ahead in all his core classes.

"How's Biology by the way" Taehyung asks before taking a bite of his food.

"How's geology? Nice right" Jimin rolls his eyes. Man how he wish he could take the same class twice and get credit for each term. And of course Taehyung confirms his question with a nod.

"You'll be okay" Hoseok nudges Jimin "I survived".

Jungkook frowns at the conversation taking place "ew, do I really have to take those classes".

"Yay trigonometry" he fakes a smile when the three boys shoot him a look instead of verbally answering.

"You'll be fine Jiminie" Taehyung smiles before taking another bite of his lunch. O how Jimin wishes he could believe that-

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Jimin decides leaving free period half way through was the best way to clear his head.

He glances out the large glass windows to the schools courtyard, he would be spotted there to easily. Okay it's settled then, to the roof.

He climbs the stairs and glances down both sides of the hallway before running up another flights and pushing the heavy door, that reads "do not exit" on it, open.

He sees the large rock the four boys always used to stop the door a foot or so away. He wedges it between the door and the frame before finally taking a deep breath of the late spring air. Water puddles decorate the roof and the cloudy sky reflect off them. Jimin finds himself wondering towards the railing so he can over view the entire school.

"Hey pretty boy!" A shout catches him off guard and he quickly steps down from the railing confused as to who else would be up here.

He turns, quite dramatically to be honest, to see who called him pretty boy. There stands, or leans, Min Yoongi. The Christian schools new bad boy.

"Wanna light my cigarette?"

Jimin's eyebrows knit together confused before he notices Yoongi's pointing to the ground beside of him.
"Oh" Jimin breathes out before leaning down and picking up the white lighter.

He approaches the boy whose hair today is straight and under a black beanie. He holds out the lighter to the boy which Yoongi greatly excepts before lighting his smoke. Jimin just stands and watches in awe since he's not used to the sight.

"How long have you been smoking" Jimin's words slip in between his teeth.

"3 years now" Yoongi sighs.

Jimin isn't exactly sure where his head is when he asks but he ask anyways "can- can I try?"

"No".

"No?" Didn't this kid say he would give Jimin a smoke?!

Yoongi nods to confirm Jimin's snooty 'no' in response. "I won't let you give yourself lung cancer".

"And why not?" Jimin frowns "it's my own decision, my grandma survived lung cancer, I think I'll be just fine".

Something in Yoongi's eyes flash at Jimin's words.