[maybe] yoonkook

four

Jungkook stopped in his tracks. Yoongi immediately turned around--still holding Jungkook's hand.

A/N: bitch he's whipped

"Baby, what's wrong?" Yoongi was concerned. "N-nothing, Yoongi hyung." Jungkook didn't want to say it. Yoongi cocked his head to the side--showing his neck tattoo--he put a hand to Jungkook's cheek. "Baby, please don't lie to me." Yoongi said in a soft and careful tone. "I m-might slip, hyung." Jungkook kept his head down.

Namjoon and Taehyung were still walking. When Namjoon realized what was going on he told Taehyungie they should continue walking. Of course, Taehyung obeyed.

Yoongi knew what Jungkook meant. "No, no. Kook-ah it will be alright. Just try to hold it, and if you can't come and get me." Yoongi took slips very seriously. He didn't care the time or place.

Jungkook's eyes widened. "But y-you have classes and we h-have tryouts t-today." Yoongi chuckled. "Baby, we are both ahead in all of our classes." Jungkook thought for a second; "Yes, but tryo-"

Jungkook was interrupted.

"Baby, I already have a spot saved on the team, and do you really want to waste your time with a sport you don't even want to play?"

It was true. Jungkook didn't hate basketball, but he didn't like to play it. They stood there for quite a while. "If you want to go to tryouts, I'll stay after school with you." Yoongi wouldn't mind. "No, it's okay, hyungie." Jungkookie smiled.

Yoongi and Jungkook continued walking, still holding hands.