Fxcking Friends ⇒Yoongi x Reader

Chapter 2

Upon the next morning, I found myself silently cursing to myself as I searched for Room 5. An eternity past, and I finally stumbled to the classroom.

I peeked through the window and caught sight of Yoongi jamming to music. I stalked into the room and found myself simultaneously enjoying whatever song he was playing.

"Woah, what song is this?" I voiced to him, however as soon as I spoke he panicked. Flushing an embarrassed hue of red, Yoongi turned his speaker off. "It was a good song," I explained to him, "I wanted to add it to my playlist, who's it by?"

He froze and huffed, "Gloss."

"I can't say I've ever heard of him." I grinned to him in honesty. I typed the name into Spotify yet nothing came up. "He's not on Spotify?" I asked him.

"He's not on anything." Yoongi's surprisingly small voice retorted.

I returned him a confused glare. "I get jealous that some people can be so talented with lyrics, whenever I write it sounds pretty mushy." I sighed.

"You write songs?" He inquired.

A nod in confirmation was all it took for his eyes to light up.

"Well, since your being so honest," He paused. "I'm Gloss, that song, it was mine."

It was almost as if a wall that had been between us had been destroyed. I'd call it, the artists wavelength or something, because suddenly we found a common ground. Music. We ended up chatting about certain artists and we both discovered that luckily we shared the same favourite genre: Hip-Hop.

He managed to pester me enough to allow him to listen to one of my own songs. I pulled out my phone clicking on to my recorded music and played the best song I think I've written. Feeling suddenly insecure, I watched him silently listen. An encouraging thumbs-up was given to me as I shyly ducked my head.

"Who would have thought it, the new-girl is a incredibly good rapper?" He nudged my arm in a friendly manner.

I 'pffed' at him and returned his nudge with a push back.

"I have a crazy idea," He slyly grinned, "For our project, why don't we created an album?"

"That's not just a crazy idea, it's a crazy good idea." I answered back, "You're a genius Min."

"Genius?" He pondered. "I like the sound of that." We swept up in a series of chuckles.

Ultimately we continued to chat the whole day, getting very little done in terms of the project. However, I became massively relieved that I was somehow making a friend at school. Maybe life was finally turning round for me.

We began looking at one another's lyric books and something caught my eye. It was an uncharacteristically lovey-dovey song, not only was it sickly sweet but Yoongi had repeatedly used the name Mina in every line. I could only guess that Yoongi had some form of crush on the girl. Before I could swiftly turn the page he peered at me reading it and once again became incredibly flushed.

"Shit. I forgot that was in there." He cursed.

"You're little secret is safe with me." I chuckled and he scolded me for teasing him.

I mercilessly continued to press and pester him, he slowly became more agitated, to the point he started to tickle me in order to cease me embarrassing him. This quickly escalated to the point of us chasing one another round the school's halls. I'd count it as one of the most childish acts I had ever done. Not long after, a teacher began lecturing us about causing a havoc and conclusively we gained a detention for after school the next day. In which, Yoongi grimaced solemnly.

"I have basketball practise tomorrow." He attempted to reason with the teacher but to his disappointment detention still stood.

Pouts rested on our face as the teacher strutted away, I apologised to Yoongi for causing him to miss practise. He apologised for causing me trouble too and we once again became civil.

"Basketball though? That's cool, I wouldn't have thought your grandpa-like run would be suited." I smiled to him.

"Mmm," He grinned. "Wait, grandpa run?" he struck an offended face.

I nodded and he shook his head.

"I was totally catching up to you though." He smirked with a smug aura.

"No way, I was going easy on you" I laughed.

We continued to bicker until we'd reached separate paths whilst walking home. He ended up inviting me to his basketball game at the weekend. I, admittedly couldn't wait.