Stripper. (Complete)

"Are you cheating on me?!"

The next day, when Namjoon got to school, he was scared.

He didn't want anyone to talk to him, look at him, even say his name. And especially didn't want to popular Girls to see him with Yoongi.

Namjoon walked into his class, typing away at his phone as he made his way to his desk.

He tried his best to ignore everyone that was staring at him.

Yoongi came in soon after, sitting beside him. It wasn't his seat but he was scary enough to where if someone saw him near their own seat they would swerve to a different one.

Freaking deadly kitty.

Yoongi put a hand on Namjoons thigh, leaning in a kissing his cheek.
Most people gasped quitely, covering their mouths.

Namjoon blushed, pushing at his chest as he continued to stare at his phone screen.

"Who are you texting anyway?"

"Someone."

"Who?"

"Hold on."

"Are you cheating on me?!" Yoongi fake cried, putting his fist in his mouth.

"No! I'm not! I'm talking to Kookie." Namjoon explained, typing at his phone again.

Yoongi instantly stopped, looking over his shoulder and resting his chin on it

Namjoon giggled at the text that was sent to him.

Kookie: Hyung everyone at my school is dumb.

Joonie: Why is that?"

Kookie: i answered a math question and everyone looked at me like I had three heads. I aksed What and one of them shouted "You can do math! How?!"

Joonie: Well that's not very smart of them.

Kookie: Exactly!

Kookie: I have to go Hyung. Class is about to start. I purple you~!

Joonie: I purple you too kookie~!

"I purple you?"

"I love you. He said love was a really sappy word so he chose Purple. It's our favorite color." Namjoon explained, turning off his phone and shoving it in his pockets.

Yoongi hummed, leaning back in his chair.

"Man I can't see the board!" Namjoon pouted, squinting his eyes to get a better look at the math warm ups.

"You can't?"

"No. I need glasses but I never had the money." Namjoon slumped back in his chair, running a hand through his hair.

Yoongi hummed again.

He unzipped his backpack, pulling out a case. He opened it and pulled out large rimmed glasses. Nice a aclean.

"Here Joonie." Yoongi opened them and placed them on Namjoon. Namjoon took them off to look at them.

"When did you get these?"

"I had them for a year now. I only wore them like .....twice." yoogi shrugged.
Namjoon nodded, putting the glassed back on.

"Here." Yoongi pulled out a cookie, shoving it in Namjoons hand.

"Are you trying to spoil me?" Namjoon asked, looking at the cookie with an raised eyebrow.

"Yes." Yoongi said bluntly, biting his cookie.

Namjoon hummed, putting the cooking into his mouth.

Yoongi pinched his cheek, sighing when the teacher came into the classroom.

"Alright guys! I know we had alot of.....drama in yesterdays class.
So today we are going to focus on studies. Your assainment is..."

Namjoon tuned out the teacher, staring out the window.
He's gonna figure it out later anyways.

He sighed softly....just thinking about how far he has gone without his parents.

Fucking sorry excuses of a mother and father.

Namjoon glared at nothing, the pencil in his hand snapping in half.

"Ah..." Namjoon stared at it.
Yoongi began laughing, covering his mouth to cover his smile.

Namjoon grumbled about weak pencils and how they should made fat strong pencils for people like him that break stuff easily.

"Mr. Kim do you need a new pencil?" His teacher paused snd asked.

"What? Oh. No. Nope. It's all good here-- fugde." Namjoon snapped the two peices into four pieces.

"Uh....y-ueah maybe I, uh, do n-need a new one." He mumbled, lowering his head slightly.

The teacher nodded,grabbing a pencil from his desk amd tossing it at him.

Yoongi, knowing it might snap in his hold, caught it without looking, still paying with his phone.
He put it on Namjoons desk. Namjoon thanked him before quickly writing down notes, talking almost silently to himself

Maybe this school year will be different for him.