Kiss My Ace

16 | i'm fine

♤ CHAPTER SIXTEEN ♤
I'm Fine

"Why was m-milk used? That just seems l-like a waste," Jimin frustratedly asks, forming a pout. His small hands cup his cheeks as his elbows rest on the table.

"We do not question Ryden, because Ryden is real and the government knows it," Yoongi reassures as he clears his throat after over an hour of giving him some proper education... classic smuts.

Jimin sighs as he places his head against the table. "Fanfiction v-vocab is hard," he childishly whines as he messes with the fic that was pulled up on Yoongi's screen.

Yoongi smiles as he turns his phone off. "Think of this as a required class."

Jimin's lips form a pout as he taps the table with his small fingers."Not r-really, because I'm passing my classes," he sasses back, catching Yoongi off guard since Jimin is normally a sweet bean but everyone has their days.

"...Can't relate," Yoongi giggles as he puts his phone away. "I'll stop," he hums as he also lays his head on the table and faces toward Jimin. The two look each other in the eyes and can't help but giggle. Even though brown was the most common eye color in the world, Jimin's eyes still feel special to Yoongi.

The two are taken out of their moment when Yoongi's shoulder is tapped. His head flies up to look at the figure.

"Mr. Min," the principal says with a blank expression. "Can you please come with me?"

Yoongi looks over at Jimin.

"Only you Mr. Min." He sternly says, making it clear.

Yoongi sighs as he stands up from the table. "I'll be back, I promise!" he softly smiles at Jimin before he turns and walks to the office with the principal.

Jimin presses his lips together as he leans his head back on the table. He fidgets with Yoongi's phone and begins to spin it on its back since there's a pop socket on the back.

A small void of loneliness was already filling Jimin. He knows it's probably not healthy, but he can't help it.

"So you really are willing to stick around that loser?"

Jimin looks up to see Yongsun standing before him. His tall figure shadowed over Jimin's small one. His race begins to race. He looks to his side for Yoongi, only realizing that Yoongi wasn't here for him this time.

Yongsun takes a seat next to Jimin, casually. "Nope, your little superhero isn't here to save your day," he laughs as his eyes dart at Jimin's. "What makes you like this kid so much?"

"I don't u-understand how it's your business to know," Jimin replies in the most polite manner. He doesn't normally pick fights, so he's not used to this kind of interaction.

"Listen here stutter-butt. You don't even know Yoongi," he replies, cracking his knuckles. "Have you not noticed how often he wants to rip someone's head off?"

"He said he h-has anger issues," Jimin immediately replies. "We a-all have our faults."

Yongsun smiles at the silent response. "Oh, he didn't tell you?" His smile widens. "You're supposedly 'superhero' isn't as great as you think he is."

Jimin wants to say something, he really does but nothing leaves his lips. It's as if fear has fully taken over his body. "I..." A mere word is all he can manage to speak. Instead, he begins to feel the tears forming in his eyes.

"Listen here kid," Yongsun leans right next to Jimin and points out to a group of girls. The girls' faces were caked in makeup and wearing dresses that could fully pay for Jimin's college. "Over half of those girls know Yoongi a little too..."