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This new kid is something else.
The moment Kim Seokjin walked into the classroom and my eyes landed on him I was attracted to him. But after I actually got to know him, I never knew I could care about someone I barely knew so much.
I have the biggest crush on him. I may go as far as to say I might be in love with him.
Now if only Taehyung would stop flirting with him.
It's little things here and there, but each and every one of his lines or touches makes me snap a pencil in half. I've gone through two packages by this point.
I'm not mad at Taehyung; who could be? He's an innocent flirt. He may act like a child at times, but he's good-looking and kind and smart. He's a total catch.
Which is why I want him to stay as far away from Jin as possible.
"Namjoon, what's up with you?"
My only response is a deep, irritated sigh.
Next thing I know I'm smacked upside the head. "Yah, I'm still your hyung, you brat." Yoongi leans forward, arms resting on his desk. "Now, what's got your panties in a twist?"
I roll my eyes. "Nothing."
"Namjoon-"
"Don't worry about it."
He gives up. "Fine," he snaps back. "You'll end up telling me later anyway. You always do."
Shit. He's right. I mutter a curse word under my breath. I do tell Yoongi everything. He probably knows more about me than I do. "I'm just...annoyed."
"You know that's not specific enough."
"I'm mad at something someone's doing."
"Oh my god," he groans, dropping his head onto the desk. "Just spit it out."
"I have a problem with Taehyung."
He raises his head again. "What?" he asks, obviously confused. "Taehyungie? What could he have possibly done to make you so pissed at him? I mean, he's-" He's silent as the realization finally dawns on him. "Oh, I get it. You're irritated that he's making moves on your man."
I turn around to glare at him. I bark, "He is not my man."
He only grins smugly. "No, but you wish he was."
I settle back in my chair. "Maybe. So what?"
Yoongi just laughs. A second later, he mumbles in my ear, "Speak of the devil..."
When I look up, Taehyung walks into the room, flashing a handsome smile at the two of us. "Hi, hyungs!"
"Hey, Tae," Yoongi greets.
I don't respond.
He notices, and immediately his face turns concerning. "Namjoon-hyung, did I do something wrong?" His sad eyes find the floor. "You seem really mad at me lately..."
Damn him and his cute puppy dog eyes. I sigh. "I'm not mad at you, Taehyungie."
Frowning, he sits on my desk. "Then, what's wrong? You're obviously upset about something."
"He's mad because you're flirting with Jin."
I whip around. "Hyung!"
He just smirks. "You weren't gonna say it; someone had to."
My face quickly heats up. "Fuck you, Yoongi."
He gasps. "Yah! Not in front of the younger ones!"
I wince. Whoops. I face Taehyung. "Sorry. Pretend you didn't hear that."
He knits his eyebrows together. "You like Jin?"
"Yes. Very much."
"And that's why you're mad at me?"
"I'm not mad at you, Taehyung," I explain. "I'm irritated at what you're doing. That make sense?"
He nods. "Yeah, but I don't know why you're so worried about it." He chuckles. "I don't like Jin-hyung in that way."
I raise an eyebrow. "You don't?"
He shakes his head.
Oh thank you Jesus.
He suddenly laughs. "I can't believe you. Did you really think Jin-hyung would pick me over you?"
What? I gape at him. Did I hear that correctly?
Taehyung adds, "He talks about you all the time, hyung."
I might have to go to the hospital to get my heart restarted.
"And I wasn't really flirting with him. Just teasing him a little bit. Besides, the only guy I actually like is Jungkook." His eyes go wide, and regret is crystal clear in his expression. "Omg, please don't tell him that!"
Yoongi and I both laugh. "We won't, Tae," he promises.
He blows out, relieved, then looks down at me. "So," he starts, "are we alright now, Namjoon-hyung?"
I grin. "Yeah. I'm sorry I made an assumption."
He gives me a boxy smile. "It's okay! I didn't realize it affected you so much." He stands. "Could I offer you some advice though?"
"Uh, I guess. What is it?"
"I suggest you ask him out soon." He smiles mischievously. "I'm not the only one who's been making advances toward him."
My mood plummets. "What? Who else?"
He laughs. "With that face? Every guy at this school!"
Dear lord...
