"That was very good Yoongi, thank you," Ms. Park complimented him. "Where did you learn to cook like that?"
"Ah, my friend Jin taught me. He's way better than I am," Yoongi said shyly. Jimin smiled at Yoongi and bumped him in the arm with his elbow.
Muji looked at the two in disgust. "Can you like, not?" She asked.
"You're not the boss of me," Jimin said. "I'm allowed to look at him. I don't know if you're blind or just ignorant but people are allowed to interact with each other."
"You're a filthy bitch," Muji growled.
"Hey! Don't say that to him!" Yoongi stood up from his seat.
"Yoongi, stop sit down," Jimin urged. He grabbed onto Yoongi's arm and tried to push him back into his chair.
"Fuck you! I didn't invite you to the conversation did I? Sit your bitch ass down. You're the worst person I've ever fucking met! You lied to me, you said you loved me and you go and date my brother? Of all people?" Muji stood up as well. She got up real close to Yoongi's face.
"You know I didn't mean it like that. You knew that I didn't like girls and you ignored it," Yoongi said lowly.
"You were my best friend. You betrayed me. You said you loved me and you lied!" Muji shoved him back.
"Muji stop," their mom demanded.
"That's what friends do! The love each other! Don't you fucking get that I have feelings too? I don't love you like tha-."
Muji threw her fist against his jaw and lunged at him. "Stop stop!" Jimin screamed. Him and his mom bolted up from the table trying to tear her away. Yoongi covered his face with his arms, not once laying his hands on her. "Muji!" Jimin pulled at her hair out of pure rage.
"Muji that's enough!" His mom wedged herself between the two, finally getting them separated. "Leave now!" She pointed to the door.
"What?" Muji asked. "Are you kicking me out?"
"Yes, leave," she had a scowl on her face, still pointing towards the door.
"Yoongi?" Jimin cupped Yoongi's face in his hands. "You're bleeding," Jimin wiped his nose with his thumb. Jimin could see the tears in Yoongi's eyes. Jimin watched in satisfaction as Muji stormed into her room to pack her bags and leave.
"I'm alright Jiminie," his voice was shaky.
"Why didn't you defend yourself?" Ms. Park asked.
"I don't hit women, I don't hit people in general," Yoongi smiled. Jimin had no idea how he could smile at a time like this. "We've got matching bruises now."
Jimin rolled his eyes. "Come on, let's clean your face off," Jimin led Yoongi into the kitchen. "Sit," He pat the counter top. Yoongi hopped up on the counter and put his hands in his lap. Jimin took a washcloth from beneath the sink and dampened it. "Stay still okay?"
Yoongi flinched a little as the cold cloth touched his face, it felt nice though. Jimin wiped the blood away and gently put his hand against Yoongi's cheek. Yoongi put his hand over Jimin's and leaned into his touch. "My face hurts."
Jimin shook his head and pecked Yoongi on the lips. "I'm sorry that happened to you," Jimin said as Yoongi hopped off the counter. Yoongi put his arms around Jimin's hips. He rested his head against Yoongi's chest and sighed. "It should've been me not you."
"No don't say that," Yoongi immediately turned him down. "If she would've hit you like that then I may or may not have beat the shit out of her. Then I'd go to jail so it's a good thing it was me."
"I love you hyung."
"I love you too sweetheart," Yoongi kissed his forehead. "You aren't a filthy bitch either."
"Boys?" Jimin's mom was standing in the foyer. The two snapped their attention away from each other, slowly letting go of one another. "You don't have to separate every time you see me. I'm sorry for being so judgmental about you Yoongi. You really are good for Jimin."
"Oh, uh it's okay," Yoongi looked down at his feet and back up again. "I'm sorry for causing all that to happen."
"That wasn't your fault honey. It was time for her to leave anyways. After what she did to Jimin I felt like I needed to do it and I was too afraid to. This was the last straw," she sighed. "Are you alright? She hit you a lot."
"Yeah I'm alright, I'm pretty tough," Yoongi bragged. Jimin just snickered at him. "Hey shut up!"
"You aren't tough at all," Jimin squished Yoongi's cheeks. "You get shy so easily, you look like a little tomato face when you do."
"Shut up!" Yoongi pouted to himself. "I'll make you sleep on the floor."
"You'll make me sleep on the floor? In my house!" Jimin smiled. "Good luck with that buddy."
"Yeah I will," he crossed his arms. "I'll wait for you to fall asleep and I'll throw you onto the floor."
"You'll throw me? Not with these noodle arms," Jimin teased. He poked at Yoongi to irritate him.
"You're really pushing my buttons right now," he grumbled.
"Beep boop," Jimin poked Yoongi nipples through his shirt and giggled. "I'm really pushing em now!"
"You're such an idiot," Yoongi ruffled his hair and walked around him. "Come on, let's go to your room."
"Okay, night mom!" Jimin yelled to her as he skipped alongside Yoongi.
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This was a filler question mark ????
I'm really tired. It's supposed to snow a lot so I hope I don't have school so I can update my other book.
Do y'all like my new layout bc I do.
Also I got a 83% and a 95% on my history and Spanish exam 😊
I let this kid go through my sketchbook and he looked at the pages I told him not to and I like to draw naked boys and now I'm scared he's gonna tell everybody that I'm a fag and I draw naked boys 😪 it's art. Y'all didn't complain abt the renaissance art we had to look at.
We started our new semester and I hate all my classes. I hate who I sit by in all my classes. I have no clue who anybody is in choir. The only class that I have friends in is my first hour and even then they haven't been the nicest to me so. And my actual friend isn't in any of my classes and we don't have the same lunch.
I really just want this year to be over.
Ily bye 💜
