Alphabet Soup ✞ myg.pjm

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Jimin was really excited for school today.

He was mostly looking forward to seeing Johnny again since they promised they would help each other study. With the help of his brother Jungwoo. Yoongi was surprised when he saw the boy in the kitchen making breakfast. "Why are you up so early?" Yoongi sat on the couch. "I'm going to see Johnny today so I'm making sure to get to school early." He responded flipping the eggs and sniffing the air. " I forgot he went to the same school as you," Yoongi mumbled. Jimin remembered what the boy said yesterday and went up to Yoongi with a spatula in one hand getting ready to wack Yoongi with it.

"Why were you being so rude to Johhny that other day!" Jimin shoved the spatula in Yoongi's face. Yoongi pushed the spatula away, "because he was being a little too friendly with you." Yoongi responded Jimin scoffed folding his arms, "I was in little space, of course, he was supposed to be friendly with me. You wouldn't do it." He did have a point there and Yoongi knew he was right. "I'm heading to school and there's food for you in the kitchen," Jimin spoke grabbing his jacket and bookbag.

"You forgot your umbrella!" Yoongi shouted but Jimin had already closed the door.

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The hall itself wasn't particularly busy. Not as busy as Jimin had seen before anyway. Johnny took the sight of empty tables and chairs as an opportunity to tug on Jimin's sleeve and tell him that "he told him so", and that everyone was probably just busy last minute studying. Fuck, studying. He has another two exams still to sit through and he was already panicking at the mere thought.

Jimin stopped still in his stride, causing Johnny to momentarily lose his balance at the sudden loss of movement. "I should be studying, right? I mean, yeah, yeah. I need to cram, Johnny! I can't remember anything! God, why can't I remember anything?"

"Oh! Good idea! I'll help you. You've got flash cards, right? I can test you!" Johnny volunteered, basically bouncing on the heels of his feet at the prospect. Jimin didn't even begin to question why he was so excited to help him study. He only nodded and allowed an overly excited Johnny to pull him further into the fairly vacant room.

Upon reaching the entrance, Johnny had wordlessly shoved an empty lunch tray into his grip and ushered him to the back of the line, making sure to follow closely behind.

A snappy looking lunch lady practically growled at him as she asked what he wanted, resulting in a jittery Jimin stumbling over his words before shakily requesting the pre-packed salad. He didn't get the chance to find out what was in it, only managing to see a few questionably wilting leaves before making his decision. She silently flung the bowl onto his bare tray and sent him on his way.

He mumbled out his thanks and waited timidly behind Johnny who seemed overly occupied by pointing at multiple dishes and getting them messily slopped out onto his plates. Jimin cocked an eyebrow at the suspicious looking shades of the meat Johnny had piled up high but said nothing.

"Wanna find a table?"

Jimin hummed his response, letting Johnny know that yes, he very much wanted to sit down and tuck into his pathetic looking salad. He had only just started to notice the hunger that was niggling it's way into his stomach and seeing as breakfast had failed to go as planned, he figured he should at least have lunch. Yoongi would be beyond disappointed with him if he knew that Jimin skipped breakfast and barely had anything good for lunch. Overprotective best friend problems.

He could practically picture his best friends furrowed eyebrows and crossed arms, as he ranted on about the importance of not skipping meals. Jimin was exceedingly thankful at how much Yoongi cared for him and he should have not had an attitude with him, he had just never had the greatest relationship with food. He couldn't even begin to count the amount of times he gone the entire day without even one meal, only to wake up in the early hours of the morning with his hunger clawing at the insides of his stomach.