Rough or Soft

3

Back in the lunchroom, Yoongi walked in, his head held high, and sat at the table by the window. He opened the lunchbox to find his favorite contents. Japchae, ice tea, skittles, and a brownie Jin had made. He smiled ever so slightly as he looked out the window and watched the cars pass on the paved streets. Yoongi looked up to see Jungkook enter with Taehyung, Hoseok, and Jimin. The schools notorious baby boys.

Those three were always well-liked and nice, the complete opposite of Yoongi, he scowled as he saw Taehyung wrap an arm around Jungkook's shoulder pulling him close. He turned away when he caught Jungkook's eye. Seeing the smirk on his face. The boys looked where he had been and they all paled. Jimin pulled Jungkook's navy blue shirt.

"Don't mess with Yoongi, Jungkook. He's bad news, I already heard you had a run-in with him."

Jungkook smirked but said nothing as he made his way to the table, still keeping his eyes on Yoongi.

"What's his deal anyways?"

He asks as they sat down four tables away. Hoseok sighed,

"he used to be super sweet back in the early years~" Jimin growled while glaring in his direction.

"Yeah, while he was still in his mom's womb!"

Taehyung sighed and kissed his forehead, "chill babe."

Hoseok rolled his eyes,

"as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, he was cool back in first and second. But something snapped later on. Eighth grade came and he had his first fight, then it just escalated from there. He has at least one fight every day. You, being the one today. So just watch your back, he can seriously mess you up."

Jungkook raised an eyebrow and leaned on his palm.

"How so?"

Taehyung took a bite of his pizza, mumbling around it,

"he sent Jackson, over at table seven, to the hospital."

Jungkook nodded, slight impression creeping in his brain.

"What'd he do?" He mused trying to keep the amusement out of his voice.

Jimin rolled his eyes,

"I think he bumped into him then called Yoongi a faggot. Not really sure though, there's a lot of rumors for why Yoongi does what he does. But he broke Jackson's right wrist, kneecap, collarbone, left ankle and three of his fingers along with fracturing a rib."

Jungkook gaped.

"Damn."

The three nodded, "so. Just watch your back, he's not normal."

Jungkook nodded,

"Sure sure, I'm gonna go talk to him." Jimin looked up, pure terror on his face.

"DID YOU NOT JUST LISTEN TO WHAT WE TOLD YOU?!"

He screamed, getting the entire cafeteria's attention, even Yoongi's. Jungkook shrugged.

"I did, but I'll be the one to see if it's all true, plus I can defend myself."

Jimin shook his head.

"I'll be at your funeral, it was nice knowing you."

Hoseok laughed and seal clapped loudly.

"Jimin don't be an over exaggerating man-whore."

Jimin sent him a murderous glare only causing Hoseok's laugh to become louder, planting his weight onto Taehyung.

Jungkook stood from the table once everyone turned back to their own conversation.

"See you guys later."

They said their goodbyes and watched as Jungkook retreated to Yoongi's table. As he scooted the chair out, it screeched, causing Yoongi to look up while noodles dangled from his mouth. Giving him an adorable dazed expression. But once he saw it was Jungkook he glared darkly and growled.

The cafeteria silenced and watched the interaction between the two boys. Jungkook smiled, only causing Yoongi's scowl to deepen. He finished the noodles in his mouth and sat up, Jungkook's form still towering over him. Yet neither of them said words, just stared at each other. Causing tension to run high throughout the entire room. Jungkook looked down at the skittles that were piled on the table, each color in a designated pile.

He smiled lightly,

"What's your favorite color?"

Yoongi looked down at the skittles then back up at Jungkook. Expressionless face back on.

"I'm assuming you didn't come over here to talk about skittles. Now, what the fuck do you want?"

Jungkook raised an eyebrow, Yoongi narrowed his eyes challengingly. Causing a smirk to form on Jungkook's face.

"I love the stunt you pulled back there. Very nice. But maybe next time you should try a different approach."

Yoongi stiffened and sat further in his chair.

"I don't know what the hell you want from me but if you don't leave me alone in the next two seconds your face is gonna be planted in the ground."

He hissed venomously, spitting each syllable to every word.

Jungkook chuckled, "I'm sure you could, but your not."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, "and what makes you think I won't?"

Jungkook smirked, a dark glint in his eyes, one Yoongi could not place. One that made him internally shake.

"You don't wanna embarrass yourself in front of all these people when I win."

Yoongi glowered,

"What makes you think you'd win?"

Jungkook chuckled dryly.

"Oh sweetheart, you and I both know I'd win. Do you know why?"

Yoongi with a glare still on his face, stayed silent. But his eyes showed curiosity, from what Jungkook could tell that is.

"You're intimidated by me."

Those four words were a blow to Yoongi, yet his face stayed stoic. His heart started to beat erratically and his hands get clammy. He just hoped his voice would stay even.

"You do not intimidate me, you aggravate me, there's a difference."

Jungkook cracked a smile.

"You sure, Kitten?"

Yoongi didn't know if he could shoot a more murderous glare at Jungkook than he currently was right now. He stood up and walked over to Jungkook. Fisting his shirt in his right hand, pulling Jungkook's face inches from his own. Anyone would be scared and would have peed themselves already. But Jungkook? No. The little shit had a smirk on his face and he looked relaxed.

"Stay. The. Fuck. Away. From. Me."

Yoongi hissed while roughly pushing Jungkook back into the chair as he grabbed his lunch box and shoved it angrily into his bag. All eyes on him as he left the cafeteria.

He walked right out of the school doors, a scowl on his face as he threw his bag in his car and got in. Speeding down the highway to his house.