lemon & limes (moved: ao3)

12

Yoongi sighed in relief as he checked off the final thing on the list, he slid the clipboard that held the white piece of paper in his bag that hung loosely on his side. He zipped his bag closed with care as he walked down the corridor, passing the windows that let light shine through.

He continued to walk down the hall, his eyes scanning for 'Council Room 304'. The doors that led him in the council room had been shut, reached for the doorknob, twisted the silver knob and pushed in with his forearm. At first, he saw that Jin had left, all the students' grades were checked off. He pushed the door in more to reveal more of the scene.

He walked in on Hoseok and Jimin getting it on in the chair that directly faced him. Hoseok had sat Jimin on his lap while his hands held him in place, his uniform had been roughed up due to Jimin's sassy subby nature. Jimin was perfectly sat directly on his boyfriend's lap as he hovered over him and gave his boyfriend pleasure with leaving marks all over his neck and collarbone.

"Is it hot in here or is it just the sharing of saliva?" Yoongi scoffed as he shut the door, Jimin immediately jumped off of Hoseok's lap and fixed his tie, relieved to see only Yoongi enter. "Ah," Jimin coughed out of embarrassment as he fixed his hair without a mirror. "Did you find everything all right?"

"Yes dear, I got the eggs and everything," Yoongi sarcastically replied as he unzipped his bag, his hand reaching down for the clipboard. He finally grabbed it as he set it on the desk, the paper faced down. He zipped his bag closed and turned around to the door and started to walk.

"Where are you going?" Jimin asked as he walked in front of the table and walked after Yoongi, his hand trying to grab onto Yoongi's arm or jacket.

He turned to Jimin, his first instinct was to slap it away but he stood still. He would normally slap everyone's hand away, instead, he replied, "producing room. If you need me I'll be there."

He turned around again and walked out the Council, shutting the doors behind him. Jimin sighed as he turned back to the clipboard, he picked it up and turned it to him.

"What's that?" Hoseok said as he peaked over. It was a rectangular shaped paper, the glossy flier read,

'Min Yoongi, if you have received this letter, you are qualified for our school of arts. Here you'll learn how to produce even better than you entered with, write your own songs and produce music videos.

If you do not want to enroll, don't send this back. If you do, sign your name at the bottom.'

Jimin quickly looked at the bottom of the paper, it was still a blank line. His breathing hitched as he folded it in half, "can you finish ordering the checked off items? Thank you, baby," Jimin quickly said as he grabbed his jacket and speed walked out.

He immediately looked around for the producing club, once finding the room he opened the doors quickly. "Min Yoongi?!" He yelled for his step-brother.

"Yoongi," Taehyung's deep voice spoke out as he looked over to Yoongi's desk, "Jimin needs you."

Yoongi sighed in frustration as he turned his chair around and faced Jimin at the front of the room, standing up, he quickly walked to him and grabbed his wrist as he closed the doors behind them.

"What the hell do you want? Everyone was b-" Yoongi gets interrupted as he gets a paper to his face, he grabs it from Jimin and scanned it.

"So what? You were just planning to move schools?!" Jimin raises his voice in anger as he steps closer to him, "why didn't you just sign it and send it in then leave!"

"Look at the date Jimin!" Yoongi sighed as he gave him the paper back, pointing at the date, 'December 28th, 2017'. Jimin stared at the date for a while as he looked at Yoongi, he took the paper and crumbled it in his fist, he couldn't stay mad at Yoongi for long. He sighed as he runs his hands through his hair as a habit, "well, good. You weren't gonna go to that dumb school anyways, I wouldn't let you.

Yoongi chuckled as he fixed Jimin's tie, "you did it wrong," he smiled as he fixed Jimin's uniform collar, it was rabbit white just as his hair and his light green jacket that was worn unbuttoned. Yoongi finished as he looked up to Jimin, his heart intensely beating once Jimin smiled.

"Council, Producing and Dancing club please all report to the front of the school, again, only the Council, Producing and Dancing club students. That's all, thank you," the principle announced quickly as they heard the sounds of chairs and commotion around them.

"Let's go," Yoongi grabs onto Jimin's hand, Jimin's soft hand with the cutest little fingers. He quickly slid his hand up to his wrist and pulled him down the corridor full of people from the dancing club walking out.