Roses - Yoonmin FF

third

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JIMIN walked down the road, as happy as can be in the early morning dew. He sighed euphorically, thinking about the "wonderful" times back at his old "school". Of course, this stuff was still going on at his new school, but not physically in school. He was happy to have a friend who didn't judge him for anything, one he could take care of like who couldn't take care of himself. He liked being all motherly and openly affectionate, but his friend didn't seem to like it.

"Jimin? You go this way too?" Jimin turned around to find his friend from yesterday, still wearing his sweater he had never given back to him. Jimin chuckled as he looked at him, finding him adorable with his flushed cheeks from running to possibly catch up with him. Jimin nodded, stopping in his tracks for Yoongi to come and walk next to him. "I see you've taken a liking to my sweater." Yoongi looked down, his blush deepening. "I just- don't really have anything but long sleeved shirts to keep me warm." Jimin smiled sweetly, then wrapped his arms around his shoulders. "Well, you can keep it. I really don't mind," but Jimin's thoughts definitely did not reflect his words. "Now I need something else to cover up my arms... aw, hell..."

They walked in silence, anticipating what their second day's schedule would be. Jimin sighed, shivering from a cold breeze that blew past. "I hope we have at least one class together today. I don't want to have to make new friends... well, besides dance. They were all amazing people! We should invite them to lunch," Jimin turned to his left, where he saw Yoongi staring at his shoes as he walked. "Or... is that okay with you? Yoongi?" he snapped out of his trance and nodded eagerly. "For once in my life, I actually enjoy human company. They're pretty nice. Hopefully, we have the same lunch period, though." Jimin stared fondly at his moving lips, his own parted slightly in awe at how flawlessly pulchritudinous he could be without trying. Reluctantly, he pried his eyes away from Yoongi when he looked back up at him. 

"Come on, we're gonna be late." Yoongi smiled at him, took his wrist in his palm, then dashed off to the school entrance. Jimin followed him, a bright grin on his face. 

Once they entered the school, however, they were met with disgusted faces and loathing glances. "Damn, I can't believe Jimin would fucking go after that piece of shit. What the hell? I'mma have to go and just... steal him from under him." A 'popular' girl walked up to Jimin and tore his arm from Yoongi's. 

"Jimin, you know he's like... psychotic, right? He's totally psychopathic. I heard he even killed his parents." she whispered in his ear, looking back at her friends and smirking. "Is that so?" Jimin's eyes stayed on Yoongi, seeing him visibly shrink from the girl's words. "Mhm. You should get away from him, he might kill you too." Jimin rolled his eyes. "Look, I've dealt with many like you before. You only go after others because you're jealous, correct? Stay the fuck away from Yoongi and I, bitch. Go find someone else to toy with." Jimin turned back to Yoongi, grinned sweetly, then held his hand. "I'll look after you, okay? You won't have to worry about them anymore." he felt the urge to kiss him, but quickly shook it off. 

"Come on, let's go to homeroom to get our schedules," Yoongi only nodded, staring at Jimin. How could someone be so badass yet so sweet at the same time? They left everyone with shocked faces, walking down the quiet hallway with echoing steps. "Damn," Yoongi whispered, grabbing Jimin's attention. "Did something happen?" Jimin tilted his head, an innocent glare in his eyes. "N-no, it's just... wow. You're just so...! Wow!" Yoongi couldn't find the words to describe him, and Jimin found that utterly adorable. "Not really, I'm just helping a poor boy out, and making him happy?" he turned to Yoongi with a look that asked him to confirm him, and he nodded. "Y-yeah, you make me..." Yoongi never bothered to finish his sentence and just looked down, walking hand in hand with the most beautiful boy at school. 

Jimin smiled as they walked in silence, finally reaching their homeroom. "Miss! May we have our schedules for today, please?" Their teacher looked up from her laptop when they came in and smiled sweetly. "Of course, sweethearts! Just remind me your last names again?"

"Min Yoongi," Yoongi responded immediately, having gone through this process countless times from his other school. 

"Min Jimin," Jimin's cheeks flared up when he realized what he said, quickly correcting himself. 

"Park Jimin! I meant Park!" he exclaimed, waving his hands around his face frantically. "Sure you did," their teacher smirked knowingly, already sensing the tension from the pair. "Make sure you actually get to your classes on time, Yoongi," she shot him a glare, then got out two small pieces of paper and handed it to them. 

They surveyed each other's schedules, sighing in relief when they discovered that they had at least one class together and the same lunch period. "That's great, very very great," Yoongi couldn't believe his luck. Wow. 

Jimin sat down in his new seat, waiting for more people to filter into the classroom. He pulled Yoongi down with him, hugging Yoongi's arm anxiously. "Too many people," he shivered, his earlier confidence now forgotten and taking the form of a little child. (yes he is a little, I just forgot to write that because it just came to my head :')) "Jimin, did you forget what you just did literally five minutes ago?" Jimin's lips curved into a pout and he shook his head, not wanting to speak. "You were the most bad ass person--"

"No cussing in this classroom!" Jimin looked around the room, many people's eyes trained on them. "Why do I always have to be the center of attention whenever I move schools? Why can't people look away from me?" Yoongi said the first thing that came to his head. "It's because you're beautiful, dumbass," Jimin giggled, his mind not registering what his friend had said. "I really do hope we can eat lunch with our dance friends," Jimin snuggled his forehead onto Yoongi's shoulder, craning his neck at an awkward angle just so he could touch him. 

Yeah...

He might've been catching feelings. 

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i hate that this chapter is so short but i didn't have anymore inspiration
sorry hoes

- vani

- july 5th, 2018
9:00 PM