"Ready for some dodgeball?" Coach asked pelting a ball at my stomach which I somehow managed to catch. He gave me an annoyed look before walking off.
(A few moments later)
"Today we are playing dodgeball and for those of you who are wondering," He paused before looking over at me with an evil look in his eyes. "No rules"
Most students cheered well other cowered in fear, me sadly being one of those students. He blew his whistle indicating class had started, everyone slowly began rising of the bleachers down to the gym floor. My feet touched the ground and I was immediately shoved by some random douchebag making me fall to the ground, I groaned as I felt the pain in my wrist spread from my elbow all the way up into my shoulder.
"Get off the ground pussy" I heard the same guy say.
"Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you? He's just a sophomore" Yoongi's voice growled as I slowly stood off the ground.
"What? Is he your boyfriend or something Yoongi?" He teased with a stupid smirk on his face that soon vanished as Yoongi took a fistful of the guys' shirt in hand.
"Listen here benchwarmer, we all know for damn sure that you're only on the team because your daddy pays the coach each month, any complaints about you from any of the star players could get you kicked off so fast you won't even be able to get in a full blink before you're tossed to the side of the road for the rats, so why don't you do us all a favour and leave the kid alone, hm?" He threatened before throwing him back so he was on the ground himself. He turned in my direction before walking over.
"Are you alright Jungkook?" He asked as I stood there in shock, he just stood up for me without hesitation. He didn't even think twice before stepping in. "Jungkook?"
"O-oh yeah I'm f-fine" I stuttered as I tried to regain my composure.
"Good, I'll see around okay?" He gave my shoulder a quick tap before rushing off.
Is it just me or is he treating me like a child? First he tried to use the 'he's just a sophomore' to get me out of trouble and then the friendly little shoulder tap, I'm not overreacting, am I?
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Gym had soon ended and I was stuck back into the regularly scheduled program of sitting in the back of the classroom struggling to pick up in the topic the class was working on. Me being me as soon as my mind caught a moment I was whisked away into a wonderful loop of all the moments I had with Yoongi, unknowingly sketching out a small doodle of him on an empty page in my workbook.
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(I couldn't find a name but credits to the original artist)
"Care to tell the class what you're working on Jungkook, since it seems to be more important than my class" The teacher spat.
"N-nothing sir, sorry" I said quickly trying to hide the page.
"Everyone pay attention please" His voice obviously directed towards me.
Switch to Yoongi's POV
"Does anybody know the answer?" The teacher called out, my hand raised on reflex as I spat the answer
"312.46" I said quietly.
"Very good Yoongi" She said before the bell rang through the school signifying it was the end of the day. "Have a nice weekend everyone"
Bodies rushed out of the classroom, everyone bumping into something or someone at one point or another. But of course I had another plan; finding that precious boy that had found himself wondering through my mind ever since the ordeal that went down last night.
I rushed through the hall bumping into student after student ignore the protests of other people as I made my way to the small boys locker. A sigh of relief left my lips as I saw him standing there putting his things away to prepare for the end of the day.
"Hey Kook" I said with a happy tone in my voice as I walked up to him, the small blush that painted his cheeks didn't go unnoticed as he replied with a small 'hi'
"So you draw?" I asked nonchalantly as I grazed the tips of my fingers along the inside of his locker door which was adorned with sketches.
"Only a little bit, I'm not that good" He replied as he tried to discreetly slide a piece of paper between two textbooks. I leaned down brushing my lips on the shell of his ear.
"MInd telling me about that one?" I whispered making the small boy shiver.
"I-I'm not finished it y-yet, p-plus it's messy" He said nervously as his face heated further.
"Come on please? I won't judge" I begged as I pressed my arm against the lockers, leaning over him.
"But y-you'll make fun of me" He whined.
"I won't I promise"
"Fine" He said quietly before handing me the small sketchbook. I flipped it open, my eyes scanning across the paper as I realized something.
"Is this... me?" I questioned as I looked back at the boy, seeing nothing but the top of his head as he stared at the ground in an attempt to hide his blush.
"Maybe" He mumbled quietly as he slipped the book back into his hands gently.
"Cute" I said in absent mind as I smiled at him. "See you around Kook"
I said before giving him a quick wink and walking off to go find my 'sister' who I had promised to walk home. I came up around the corner to see her talking to a boy next to what I assumed was her locker, for some reason I felt almost angry at him. I knew for a fact it wasn't jealousy because I obviously already had my eyes one someone else and she was my sister, I let out a sigh and let the anger go with it as I walked up to her.
Clearing my throat to get her attention I gave the freshman she was talking to a glare. "Come on Emma, we gotta get home" I spat as I kept my attention on him.
"Who's this?" The freshman asked as he looked me up and down.
"This is my brother Kevin" Emma said as she rolled her eyes clearly bored of the guy and the conversation they were having. "Anyways I have to go, see you around"
She left it there with a sigh as she followed me out the front doors of the school.
