Don't be scared when I am around (yoonmin) [finished]

MIN YOONGI

He run as fast as he could towards the bathroom. He started cleaning his wound with fresh water and tied it up with a bandage that he had in his backpack especially for a case like this.

He felt terribly. Like all the memories came back to him again. The pain, the sorrow, the disgust. All the feelings that could hurt someone to the bone.

''You are strong ...don't allow yourself to cry for something that cannot be erased''.

''It is the first day of school and I am feeling terrible.'' he thought.

He wanted to express his feelings so bad to someone. Anyone. But then he thought of the critisism he would receive, the pain that couldn't fill him up again. He just had to continue living for himself...not that it was easy after the summer.

While he was cleaning himself and cursed under his breath for the incredible amount of pain he felt, somebody walked in.

''What the hell do you think you are doing?'' the boy screamed.

''Nothing I...I just got hurt and had to wash the blood...that's all...please pretend you haven't seen this. Pretend that you havent seen me in this state'' Jimin was almost crying but he couldn't cry in front of someone... especially someone that he didn't know nor actually cared about.

''First things first you have tied the bandage completely wrong...the way you have tied it up might probably stop your blood pressure...man I just came here to avoid this ''happy kid''' Hoseok...What have I done to deserve this?'' he said.

''Can't you stop acting like a drama queen? I told you that I hurt myself...see all done...I am heading straight to class now...'' Jimin said with an awkward tone.

''Look I am not here to help you...I actually doubt why I am talking to you in the first place but can you please tie this properly? I am actually saying this for you own good''.

''Yoongi that's your name right ?...I am fine and ...you can pee now...I am leaving''.

''I don't know your name but you know mine...seems a bit unfair don't you think ? Well we shouldn't be talking...if somebody finds out that you have talked to me your reputation will be totally ruined right?'' Yoongi's voice cracked.

''How did you come up with this bullshit?'' Jimin said agrily...he didn't know why he felt angry...perhaps because he was misjudged again.

''Are you kidding me? Or if you want me to speak to your language, are you fucking kidding me? Half of the school or even more said that because I don't talk I'm freakish,  that I am one of the reasons my parents got killed, that I am a fucking orphan, that I am living with my grandparents and that my sister is so much better than me...I might not talk but I can listen really well...I don't really know why I bothered talking to you in the first place...I am peeing now. Bye...'' Yoongi said calmly.

The fact that Yoongi spoke so calmly scared Jimin. He felt a little sorry for the boy but he had more important things to deal with rather than apologising to someone who is probably not going to talk to him ever again.

''I have never done this Jin...I had  never said this'' said Tae blushing.

''Well, we are going to ask Jimin, I am pretty sure he will remember'' said Jin almost entirely certain that the boy will remind Tae of the day he said he'd rather never sleep than sleep with Jungkook.

''Why don't you want to sleep with me? I smell goooood'' he teased him.

''YOU MIGHT TASTE EVEN BETTER'' TAE THOUGHT .

''I can confirm that'' Hoseok said laughing.

''What ???'' Tae asked with his eyes opening even more, if that was possible.

The moment Jimin walked into the dining room both Jin and Namjoon run towards him.

''Jiminieeeeee...'' Jin yelled having all the eyes of the students locked on him.

Namjoon on the other hand,  stumbled on his way to Jimin and started blushing after seeing that afterwards everybody was looking at him.

''He is always trying to steal my thunder'' Jin pouted.

''You grew handsome...more than you used to at least'', Jimin complemented him.

''Well you haven't grown taller. But you are perfect the way you are friend'' Namjoon said.

The duo laughed and welcomed  Jimin on their table.

''Tae you haven't even spared a glance on me...shithead I am talking to you...heyyy...'' Jimin screamed.

''Did somebody talk guys? Did you hear someone yelling my name uncontrollably?''.

''Is he on something?'' Jimin curiously asked.

''I am just teasing you brother!!!'' Tae happilly grabbed Jimin and hugged him. They have been friends for almost fifteen years and they were inseperable. They both knew eachothers secrets...well not all of them.

''I am glad I am seeing you too''.

''WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?'' he asked.

''I am tired of this question... ahhhhh... look I am sorry that I haven't contacted any of you guys... I really wanted to, but I was not allowed to, because I did something stupid and my beloved parents took my phone away. That was my beautiful summer.''

''By the way I wanted to ask . Do you remember when Tae said that he would rather not sleep at all, than sleep with Kookie?''.

''Hell yeah I do.''

''Jiminie ahhh...''.

The bell rang and their second hour was about to start. Music... he liked it but he would prefer singing rather than learning when Mozart wrote requiem.

Jimin sat on his desk quietly when he saw Yoongi's sister surrounded by a bunch of girls and boys who were trying to become friends with her. He saw that Yoongi was sitting on his chair without even breathing. He could possibly be a liveless doll at this point.

Only Tae shared this class with Jimin and he was sitting on the very front row while Jimin on the back.

Mr. Mark walked in with ten books or more... Jimin just sighed seeing that the clock wasn't moving at all or too slow for his liking.

''Open your books, page 99...history of music.'' he said not even glancing at his class.

Jimin could have sworn that Mr. Mark was teaching for almost an hour when in reality only twenty minutes have passed.

''So ...I have ten questions, when was the first rap song ever produced?'' Mr. Mark asked.

The entire class went silent. If a pin fell at that moment everybody would have heard it.

''Nobody? How frustrating...'' he sighed.

He asked nine more questions and nobody said a damn thing until Tae interrupted him asking to go to the bathroom.

The bell rang and Jimin felt a relief he never thought he could feel. Yoongi stood from his chair and went outside. Jimin was never a curious person. However during class he managed to see that the blond boy was writing down on his notebook with concetration.

He saw that Υoongi had accidentaly left his notebook opened. Feeling the inexplainable urge to look, he took Υoongi's notebook and started reading...

2009, 1956 and a bunch of other numbers that Jimin could swear- even if he wasn't paying any attention -were the right answers to the questions Mr. Mark had asked. He turned the page and obsereved that Yoongi had actually analysed every single one of the answers writing down information and notes. He quickly closed the notebook and felt sad.

Why would someone with so much knowledge on a topic didn't even bother raising his hand to answer a fucking question? He didn't understand...Was Min Yoongi afraid to talk to others? He did talk to him in the bathroom... hadn't it been for him he would still have his bandage tied wrong.

He walked towards the dining room and saw Yoongi sitting alone on a small table talking to Mr. Kim, Namjoon's dad, in the school canteen.

He met the boy two hours before and he had been occupying his mind ever since...