Yoongi POV:
We were in maths class and I just couldn't concentrate. I kept on thinking about Jimin,I just couldn't get him out of my head. I remembered what happened yesterday in Art,with Jimin. It just made my heart clench. I could feel guilt take over my whole body as I stared at Jimin from my desk. He still had the bruise on his forehead; it looked painful.
I'm so sorry Jiminnie...
I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard a hand slam forcefully onto my desk. When I eventually looked up I was met with Mr Kim, who looked quite angry...
"Min Yoongi! I have been asking you this extremely important maths question for the past five minutes! Yet there you are,busy making heart eyes at Jimin. Now will you please listen to how I solve this REALLY INTERESTING equation on the board! And can you please stop eye-raping Jimin.Jeez,it's creeping me out..."
Pffffttt..."really interesting equation".Who knew the maths teacher could be such a nerd ,eh?
I was brought back to reality, when I heard small giggles escape from some of my classmates' mouths.
What are they laughing at,huh?
I then remembered what Mr Kim said and I could feel my face heating up. I tried to cover my face with my book but got distracted by Jimin trying to hide his blush as well.
Aww,cute,little mochi...
Me getting distracted ended up with me accidentally whacking my nose with my notebook.I couldn't show the rest of the class that the most popular guy in school was blushing and I had to act cool. But currently I was doing a really bad job of it and it had only been a mere ten seconds since Mr Kim had stopped talking. I looked around me ,and I was surrounded by my classmates who were staring at me(probably expecting me to say something back to Mr Kim).
Shit,say something quick!
"Why would anyone even look at little Mr Chubbs down there?Such a little freak he has no friends except for Taehyung!"
Great job Yoongi,Now he's gonna hate you even more than before.
Everyone around me began chuckling at what I had just said. Some even cheering for me. All except one person right in the corner of the class room. All of my attention went on him: the big doe eyes that were sparkling with sadness and embarrassment. The adorable,tiny hands that were wiping tears off of his face. I gulped and just for a second we had eye contact. Shivers went up my spine and I felt that heat returning back to my cheeks again.
Riiinnngggg (look at my great bell sound affects XD)
"Class dismissed. Remember to do your homewo-OW!Watch where you're going!" Mr Kim was interrupted by all of the students pushing passed him.
Maybe I should make it up to Jimin
Normally ,I wouldn't even try to apologise to him because I knew I was bound to say something hurtful but this time the guilt was too much. I decided to go to the cafeteria to get him an iced cupcake but the problem was I didn't know where Jimin was. I looked in the class room and the hallways. He was nowhere to be found.
I went to the bathroom and to my surprise I could hear faint sobbs coming from one of the stalls. When he came out he didn't notice me at first. Well not until I tapped him gently on the shoulder. I heard a small squeal followed by the squeak of his petite shoes turning around on the bathroom floor. When he turned around his eyes glinted with... fear as well as some other emotion he was hiding,but I still couldn't identify it.
My heart pounding at an inhumane speed as well as the unbearable sudden temperature rise made me feel slightly woozy around him.
"P-please don't hurt m-me ,I-"
"I didn't come here to hurt you.I came here to give you this"
I handed out the rainbow coloured iced cupcake resulting in Jimin just eyeing it suspiciously.
"W-what is i-it?"
"What do you think it is?It's a cupcake dumbass."
Oops...
I mentally slapped myself for my impulsiveness.
"I'm sorry.What I was meant to say was that it's to make up for the mean stuff I did,here take it."
He took it while wiping his eyes with his other hand. It caused his sleeve to lift up and reveal what looked like cuts. I gulped feeling guilt take over my whole body.
It's all your fault.It's all your fault.
It's all your fault.It's all your fault...."Did y-you do that,c-cuz of m-me?"
"Why would you care play boy?"
I ignored what he said and got my plasters out of my bag. I blushed when I realized they were my kumamon ones.Gently,I placed a few on Jimin's arm.
"Oh my god,the tough boy has kumamon plasters." He sniggered .
So embarrassing...
It reminded me too much of when we were younger.Not like he remembered anyway. I kissed his arm and I earned a squeal in return.
"W-why do you have t-those kiddy plasters a-anyway?" He tried to speak but he was still flustered from the kiss.
"T-they remind me of s-someone..."
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KUMAMON KID ⚣ y.mn
Fanfiction"The school bad boy crying into a stuffed animal? Never thought I'd get to see it." Wherein Yoongi is the cliché 'heart throb' of the school. He spends his time either causing mischief or bullying his classmate Jimin till he's reduced to tears. Lit...