Art's Rarest Form {Bts x reader} (On Hiatus)

Chapter 11:Lessons

Pain

That's all you felt as you walked through the school hallways, yesterdays practice had taken it's toll on you. Jimin was very determined to make the routine perfect, but you still had a ways to.

Even after Yoongi took you to Jin's house you continued to go over the routine in your room, until a certain brunette barged in and screamed at you to go to turn the music down so he could get his  'Beauty Sleep'.

you were so lost in the thoughts of last night, you failed to notice the annoying presence beside me.

"Morning princess."  The sandy blonde boy said as he walked backwards in-front of you.

"What do you want Namjoon?" you were not in the mood for him today.

"I just wanted to talk to you that's all." He grinned turning to walk beside of you.

His denim sleeve fond its way to your shoulder as his arm hung there. He hasn't really talked to you that much since he has his own friend group, but on occasion he'd be 'generous' enough to grace your group with his presence.

"Okay I'll bite, what do you want to talk about?"

You refrained from walking away with a sarcastic remark because you were way too tired.

"Just, you know, weather, school,life, stuff like that I guess."

"Y/N!"

You both turned our heads to see an orange flash as it passed you by, only to come to a halt in front of you.

"Hey Hobie," you said with a stoic voice,"what's up with the yelling?"

"I think Yoongi wants to kill me." He hid behind Namjoon "Oh hey Joon. You don't mind if I steal Y/N/N from you? No , 'kay thanks, see you later." He grabbed your arm and ran to the next empty class room.

"Why does Yoongi want to kill you?" you were really sore now after being dragged by this maniac.

"I may have made a joke about you and a certain someone that he didn't like so he got really mad and started yelling at me that he would kill me."

His hair was a mess from all the running he'd done and his clothes disheveled. Whatever joke he made must've been really bad if Yoongi was that made at him.

"Who exactly was the' certain someone' Hobie?" you raised a brow in curiosity.

Surely Yoongi wasn't seriously that mad about a random person, unless...

"It was Jimin, but it was just a harmless joke, I didn't think he'd get upset about it. Plus he never listens to me anyways." He ran a hand through his orange locks in frustration.

"What was the joke?"

"Just a joke about how if this were a book you and Jimin would get together, you know just a joke."

"Why would you even think that's  funny! Park Jimin is the last person I'd want to date! Besides, he and Jimin don't get along well."

"How the heck was I supposed to know he was listening it's not like-"

The door slammed open to reveal a very calm- looking Yoongi. his hair was a little roughed up but he looked rather calm,opposed to what Hoseok was telling me earlier.

"Hoseok, there you are. I've been looking for you. Oh, Y/N, shouldn't you be in class by now." he glanced at his watch.

"Crap, I forgot. See you later guys."

You ran as fast as you could to my class with three minutes left, but as soon as you reached the door, a voice  stopped me from entering.

"Why so late?"