"you make me begin."
—"taehyung i just had the craziest dream!"
"was it about me?~"
yoongi rolled his eyes, "if it were about you then it would be a nightmare.."
taehyung pouted and scooted away from yoongi, he angrily stuffed his mouth with crackers and crossed his arms. yoongi giggled while scooting closer to the pouty boy, "i'm just kidding tae~"
"no you're not.." taehyung replied with a sigh, he stuffed more crackers down his mouth and frowned.
"if it were about you then it would be my favorite dream~"
taehyung nearly choked on his crackers, he glanced up at yoongi and blushed, "r-really?"
yoongi nodded and booped his nose. taehyung blushed once more but gently shoved yoongi away, "s-stop yoongi-ah you're making me blush.."
"oh?" yoongi smirked while pinching taehyung's cheeks, "is that so tae tae?~"
taehyung swatted yoongi's hands away and dove underneath the table where he wouldn't be able to see his face, "you're evil.."
"i know~"
while eating lunch yoongi explained what had happened in his dream to taehyung and once he was done taehyung was just as confused as yoongi was. "what on earth does that even mean though?"
yoongi shrugged, he grabbed one of taehyung's crackers and cutely nibbled on it, "i have such w-weird dreams.."
"wait you consider rape a dream? the hell?"
"except that part, now that was more like a nightmare."
taehyung knitted his eyebrows together, "does your ass hurt?"
"..y-yeah but probably because we've been sitting down for a long time," yoongi replied, "i need to stretch.."
yoongi stood up from his seat and began to pace around the cafeteria but while doing so students gasped and spoke with one another about the sudden purple hickeys on yoongi's neck. hickeys that yoongi was unaware about.
"ay yoongi got some last night!"
"w-what?"
"the hickeys on your neck dummy. you can practically see them all the way from africa."
yoongi stopped pacing around, "h-h-hickeys? what the hell are you talking about?"
then students began to laugh at the clueless yoongi. "he's so oblivious!"
one of the girls sitting down at the tables stood up and walked up to yoongi, she seemed concerned, "hey, you might want to go to the bathroom and look at your neck.. if you stay in here they'll just continue to humiliate you, i'll try to get them to back off and leave you alone okay?"
"a-alright.. thank you irene." yoongi slightly grinned before rushing out of the cafeteria into the bathroom. he locked himself in one of the stalls and pulled out his phone, he used his camera as a mirror and pointed it down towards his neck.
his eyes instantly widened when he found several purple hickeys decorated all around his neck. "h-h-how..? w-what?!" yoongi walked out of the stall and stepped up to the sink, he splashed some water onto his neck wishing that the purple marks were makeup or something but they weren't.
they were real.
yoongi leaned up against the sink and teared up, "h-how the fuck did this h-happen?"
"language."
jeongguk walked up next to the sobbing boy and wiped away his tears with his index finger, "why are you crying?"
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First Love | Y.K.
Romance❝ Without you I am nothing. ❞ How close can Yoongi get without getting hurt?