Black & Pink | Jikook

9

"All you need to do, is tell me who snitched. It's not that hard, now is it?" Taehyung gripped the boy's collar and shoved him into his own locker.

Taehyung and the rest of the bullies were on a mission to find out who told the principal that they had thrown milk cartons at the janitor.

"I-It wasn't me. I swear, I don't even drank m-milk. I'm l-lactose intolerant." The boy was scared for his life. He was about to pee his pants. He would never snitch.

The poor victim stared at the other bullies as they watched, especially Jin.

"Let him go. This softie obviously doesn't know what we're talking about. Lock him inside the locker." Namjoon gritted his teeth as he popped another Tootsie Pop into his mouth.

Taehyung did what he was told as the boy squirmed. They'd lock this boy up at least 10 times in the past year.

When they got into trouble by the principal, it was usually because of him. He was a poor sophomore who had no friends.

He was a embarrassing.

He was Jin's baby brother.

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"You have my mother's cookbook?" Jungkook questioned as his voice went hoarse. He felt like crying just by the thought of it.

"Well it was a little recipe book that said Soup for My Little Kookie. I figured your mother made soup for when you were sick. So I thought I would make some for you." Jennie tucked a piece of hair behind her ear as she glared at the boy.

"Dad kept that book?" Jungkook sniffled as he stared up at the ceiling. "Out of all the things my father threw away of hers. He kept her recipe book."

"Maybe he wanted to keep it for you. I just wanted to bring back your mother's recipes. She had several others." Jennie smiled as she ruffled the younger's hair.

"Thank you for making this. It really brings back memories." He put on a fake smile as he tilted his head at his stepmother.

"You're welcome Kookie." Jennie said as she continued to feed the boy the memorable bowl of soup.

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It was afternoon and school was completely over. Jimin couldn't wait to get back home. He waited outside for the same old school bus.

The wind was still whistling as he heard a vehicle approach him.

"Hey uh, Jimin, is that you?!" Jimin heard from behind him as he spotted another familiar face.

"Yes?" The boy said nervously. Not wanting to make conversation, as always. He just rocked his heels back and forth as he stared at the older.

"You wanna ride?" He asked as he stared at the boy from head to toe. He looked even better up close.  

"I'm sorry, I don't ride strangers." Jimin snickered at his stupid joke as he looked down at his shoes. What the hell kind of joke was that.

"I meant ride in my car. C'mon I'll get you home safely and faster." The older smirked as he stared into the boy's alluring brown eyes.

"I don't even know you." The boy pointed out. He wouldn't dare get into a car with a boy he'd only seen once, right?

"My name is Min Yoongi."

"Well I'll take you home if you let me. We have Chemistry together." Yoongi exclaimed as he unlocked his car door. "Don't worry, I won't bite."

The younger was very hesitant. He didn't want to talk to people he'd never met. Yoongi looked awfully strange to him. He had piercings everywhere.

"Take me straight fucking home." The boy hissed as he hopped himself into Yoongi's car. It was messy. There were so many beer cans on the floor.

What the fuck?

"Where do you live by the way?" The older asked as he started traveling down the dusty ass road. It was still cold outside which made the younger want to pee.

"I live in a house. I'll tell you the street I live on and that's it. I can walk to rest of the way." Jimin muttered as he placed his hands in-between his thigh gap.

He was trembling. He had to pee and Yoongi was driving way too slow.

"Do you not want me to know where you live?" Yoongi asked as he focused his wilted eyes onto the road. He didn't rest well. He could never get any sleep.

"No. I don't know you." The younger confessed as his legs kept shaking in his seat. He didn't want to make it noticeable, but the boy was about to pee his pants.

"But yet, you're in my car." The older snickered as he threw his head back. "I need new people to hang out with anyway."

"And what makes you think I want to hang out with you?" Jimin questioned as he finally looked over at Yoongi.

He had a handsome face, but be wasn't Jimin's type.

"I never said you wanted to hang out with me. You're just a stranger in my car. I could kick you out right now." The older laughed. He wasn't actually kidding. He had thrown people out of his car before.

"Stop on this road right here then. I'm only a couple minutes from my house. You can leave now." Jimin proclaimed as he immediately unbuckled his seatbelt and unlocked the car door.

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you all the way?" Yoongi asked curiously.

"No. I'm fine here." The younger said as he waited for Yoongi to stop the car.

But he didn't.

He relocked the car door.

"What the fuck is your problem man! Let me out or I'll break your window!" Jimin yelled, but Yoongi didn't budge. He just stared at the younger and laughed.

"Break it with what? Your hands?" The older laughed again. "Your hands look soft and small. How could you -"

-bang-

"What the fuck! Okay stop I'm sorry." Yoongi said apologetically as he unlocked the door. "Go!"

Jimin didn't take another second to stay in the older's car. He just wanted to go home. "Thank you."

Yoongi was pissed that the boy was literally about to break his brand new window. It was pretty impossible to win Jimin over.