Rough or Soft

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Yoongi walked down the hallway, a permanent glare on his face while he scowled at anyone who looked at him. Today, like any other normal day, he wore his black oversized hoodie, ripped black jeans, black converse and his black beanie. With his black backpack slung over his slender shoulder. The bell had recently rung, indicating he was late for class. Yoongi watched as the people around him ran to class, not wanting to be late.

That didn't make Yoongi move any faster, in fact, he slowed his movements and slowly pulled the books into his bag and zipped it. He slung it back over his shoulder and sauntered to class.

As the door swung open, he walked to the back of the room and slid in a seat, ignoring the teacher's words of disapproval. He groaned and nodded dismissing it with a wave of his hand.

As the teacher drones on Yoongi slowly zoned out and looked out the window at the cherry trees that swayed as the wind blew, causing a small smile to creep up on Yoongi's doll-like lips. He hid it by resting his chin on it. No one can know his secret. At least not yet. No. Never. He started to close his eyes and rest his head on the fuzzy part of his hoodie, getting immense comfort, as he slowly drifted, until the door slowly creaked open. Revealing a teacher and a taller, muscular male, behind her. Making Yoongi raise his eyes.

"Sorry to intrude, Mrs. Choi, but we have a new student here." Mrs. Choi turned and smiled at the male.

"Hello, I'm Mrs. Choi, what is your name?" The male stepped forward causing Yoongi to raise his head slightly to get a better look at him.

The male smiled, showing off his bunny-like smile, causing both boys and girls to awe at the perfection before them. He held out his hand to her,

"Jeon Jungkook ma'am."

His deep voice rang in the quiet class.

Mrs. Choi smiled, "such manners. You may sit beside..."

she looked around the room, seeing the only spot open was beside Yoongi, who had his head down on the desk, uninterestedly.

"Min Yoongi."

The said male raised his head when his name was called, a cute confused expression on his face. Jungkook looked around, seeing all the faces looking at him.

"Who is Min Yoongi?"

Yoongi scowled slightly, the boy in front of him stiffening ever so slightly. Mrs. Choi made eye contact with him, daring him to go against her. She pointed towards him,

"Yoongi raise your hand so Jungkook can find you."

Yoongi groaned and raised his hand halfway up. Jungkook looked at the very back to see a small male dressed in all black looking less than pleased. He smiled lightly and made his way back, girls sighing softly at the heavenly smell that was Jungkook's cologne. He slid in beside Yoongi to see his head rested on the desk and eyes closed, doll lips parted slightly, releasing soft puffs of air.

Jungkook cooed and pushed him slightly, causing Yoongi's eyes to snap open and a glare to appear on his face.

Jungkook smiled,

"Hey, I'm Jungkook, Yoongi I'm guessing?"

Yoongi scowled and ignored him, closing his eyes yet again, turning away.

Jungkook frowned, not liking the attitude Yoongi was giving him. He poked Yoongi's side slightly, causing a growl to erupt from the small male. Yoongi shot his head towards him and his glare hardened.

"What?" He hissed.

Jungkook raised a brow. "I just wanted to know if we could be friends."

Jungkook all but grumbled out. Yoongi let out a dry laugh, causing heads to turn at the sound of it. Wondering what Jungkook could've done to make the Min Yoongi laugh. Yet none caught onto the sarcasm dripping from his laugh until he talked in the voice that scarred so many.

"You? You want to be friends with me?" At this point, Mrs. Choi has even stopped talking to see what would happen. Eyes directed towards Yoongi and Yoongi only as Jungkook stared unaffected. He nodded.

Yoongi smirked, "yeah, no, not gonna happen. Now quit touching me or else." He hissed

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, challengingly. He smirked slightly, sitting back in his chair, exhilarating power and dominance, causing Yoongi to glower in anger.

"Or else what Kitten?"

Yoongi let go of a breath. He moved his face closer to Jungkook.

"Listen and listen close, cause I only say things once. I will never, never be friends with you. Just like the rest of these morons in here, you mean absolutely nothing to me. Don't cross my path and we won't have a problem. Got it?"

Jungkook moves closer, hearing Yoongi's breath hitch slightly, his smirk widening.

"Oh but sweet cheeks we already have."

Many people stared wide-eyed that Jungkook was getting so close to Yoongi. But what everyone was wondering was why Yoongi hadn't punched him yet.

They spoke too soon.

Yoongi brought his hand down on Jungkook's left cheek. The sound echoing through the dead drop silence. Yoongi, fuming, face red and breathing heavily.

"Don't fucking talk to me again, or you'll get much worse, fucking prick."

He said while grumbling the last part. Grabbing his bag and stomping out of the room as everyone gasped and checked back with Jungkook. Only to see a smile forming on his face and a determined look across his face. Mumbling.

"I'll get him to open up, just wait, Min Yoongi you're really In for it."

They turned back around as Mrs. Choi, still shaken up, started her lecture again.

Yoongi stomped down the hallway, a pout evident on his face as he headed towards the library. He slipped inside the library seeing his favorite teacher.

"Namjoon!"

Yoongi called rubbing up to him, engulfing him in a hug.

Namjoon looked down at the significantly smaller boy, currently hiding his face in his chest. He ran his hands through his black locks.

"Hey Yoongs, what's up? You never come this early."

Yoongi looked up with a pout on his lips.

Yoongi looked down and shifted slightly,

"new kid, scary, fewin wittle, come Joonie.."

Namjoon cooed and pulled him closer, picking him up and setting him on his hip.

"Well, Yoongs, do you wanna go take a nap in my office? I'll get you a note for your next few classes."

Yoongi nodded, rubbing at his eyes as a little kitten would.