× Chapter 2 - So Not My Type ×

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"Look at him being all attractive as hell without even trying.", Yoongi said and licked over his dry lips, lips that were ready to meet Jimins soft ones since the first time he laid his eyes on him.

They sat in the park of their campus where most of the students were enjoying the good weather before they were going to be forced to deal with muggy classrooms again tomorrow.

Yoongi couldn't stop glancing over to the almost ridiculously handsome boy he had a crush on.

Rose tried to focus on her book, already being sick of him talking about the same topic forever.
"I'm so gonna fuck him senseless."

She looked up and cocked an eyebrow in disbelief. "I thought you'd be mature enough to understand what he told you. He's not into dicks Yoongi. He's straight."

"You forgot our bet from last night? As if I'd give up so easily.", he grinned and winked at her.
Rose jaw dropped a bit, she didn't think he'd actually mean it.

"You were serious? I thought you'd come to your senses after all the alcohol left your body." she sighed. "I must have forgotten that you aren't stupid because of alcohol, it's just your nature."

"I'm so gonna fuck him and win this bet. It's a win win situation for me."
It's almost as if he didn't even hear her words, or rather didn't want to. Rose shrugged to herself, asking why she even cared about it so much.

If Yoongi desperately wanted to waste his time on a boy who had clearly no interest in him, why would she care?

Just as she wanted to continue to care about her own business and read her incredibly fascinating book, she heard Yoongis loud voice screaming Jimins name in her ear.

She winced and immediately hit the back of his head. "Could you like, just shut the fuck up when I'm trying to-"

"Hey."

Rose attention went to the black haired boy in front of her who blocked the sun and smiled at them genuinely. "What's up?"

Now she understood why he screamed so loud like an idiot, he wanted Jimin to come over to them.
And because of some reasons Rose didn't understand, he actually came.

"I just thought you may like to sit down and talk a little bit with us since we don't know many people on the campus yet?", Yoongi asked in a sweet voice, completely ignoring his best friend who was already whining.

She didn't try to hide that she wasn't interested in this conversation.
"I- uhm. Sure."

Grabbing her book again, she turned on the page she was on.
But somehow she couldn't really get herself to actually read the words that were right in front of her eyes.

She couldn't resist to be distracted by the calm and dark voice that came from Jimin. The sudden urge to look at him didn't get liking from her, but still she raised her head and examined the little features his face had.

His dark hair fell into his bright eyes again while his red lips curled up to a little smile while he listened to Yoongi answering where they came from.

So not my type Rose thought, but still couldn't bring herself to look away.
"So you're both from Daegu? That's cool!", he said and his smile got so bright that his eyes disappeared but his perfect teeth showed.

"Yes, I'm from Busan. I decided to come here two years ago because my best friend had to move to Seoul..."

She was so in trance by watching every little movement he made, that she didn't realize he started talking to her now.

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