Boys with Fun [SEASON||1]

Part 3||Min Yoongi

Part 3: Yoongi

[After Class]

"Y/n was this your first class with english?" Joon asked along the way to the cafeteria.

My cheeks reddened. "Y-yeah, at my old school I learned french. My pronunciations bad right?"

"No, it's really good!" He reached back to his pocket. He handed me a warm and slightly crumpled business card. "Ah- I do tutoring, if you ever need help you can um call me."

I received the card with both of my hands. It had a picture of Namjoon and a description of him. Kim Namjoon; Junior attending Bangtan Academy. Fluent in english since middle school. Contact at xxx-xxx-xxxx.

I looked back at Namjoon, and he was nervously looking into the wall. "Joon?"

He looked back at me. His cheeks rosened a bit and was a shade of strawberry pink. Aww he's adorable. "Yeah?"

"How much is it for one session?"

"W-what? Oh, I always have the first lesson free for you to decide if you like me."

"Like you?" Teasing him and making him blush is so cute.

"I meant like, like you as in a tutor."

"Ohhh. Ok."

He stopped in the doorway before the cafeteria. "We're here. Where are you going to eat?"

"Ah, I'm going to sit with my friend."

Joon didn't pry and instead nodded. "I hope you're liking our school so far"

I gave him a nod back. "I'll see you around!" And I walked into the line.

Behind me there were two girls that were speaking... rather loud.

"Hey that's y/n right? The new girl Jin's going to f#ck up right?"

Seokjin? I could read people rather clearly, and while Jin has a huge ego, he has small dick energy.

"I heard Namjoon is trying to get laid too"

Namjoon? Your straight A student and class president? I turned around to talk to them but a boy stepped on my foot.

"What the hec-"

"You don't want to mess with her." He cut me off.

My blood was starting to boil. Who does he think he is? "You-" He grabbed me and we went out of the lane. He pulled me all the way out to the fields and behind the school.

Stepped on my foot and lost my lunch.

"Ah- you-" I read his nametag. "Min Yoongi- you- you stepped on my shoes and now I'm going to starve."

He took a seat and pulled out his phone from his pocket slapped his headphones on and just started playing.

"I didn't eat breakfast" I added

He groaned.

"Aish y/n I just saved you from 'Drama Queen Dia'.. uggggh why did I even save you" He grumbled. He tapped his phone a few more times and held it near his ears. "Hey can I have the usual? Yeah.. yeah- are you allergic to anything?"

I pointed at myself. He nodded.

I shook my head.

"Yes, usual please... mhmm... slip it under the bushes yes... thank you" Ans he hung up his phone.

Do you have to do drugs without allergies?

I dragged my foot towards yoongi. I prepared to run. "Are you getting drugs?"

Yoongi kept his gaze on his phone. "Huh?"

"Are you doing drugs?"

He sighed. The bushes rumbled and Yoongi got up and walked to the bushes. He got out a takeout of ... I smelled the air... "Is that Tteobokki?"

"Yeah they're your drugs" He snorted. He had one box and handed the other one to me. I began to skip and tap my feet. I realized Yoongi was watching, I blushed and stopped. Yoongi sat back on his place next to the wall. Who knew Yoongi can be so cold yet caring. I sat next to him and started eating my Tteobokki. He slightly glanced at me but didn't say anything.

I looked at his phone, and he wasn't playing a game... It was a... music program? I leaned my head closer to him and I could almost hear the song...

"What are you doing?" He snapped.

"Oh uh..." I looked over and noticed his takeout. "Why aren't you eating?"

"It's not for me. He should be coming anytime soon..."

"Aren't you hungry? I- uh I could share mine with you" I held up a rice cake with my chopsticks.

Surprisingly, his lips came close and ate the Tteokbokki. "Tastes still the same. Actually... can I have a few more?"

I nodded rapidly. "Of course- You brought it after all."

He laughed. "Actually..."

"Hyung! Hyung! Hyung!" A boy came around the corner. "Do you have my Tteokbokki?"

Yoongi gulped his mouthful of food. He patted to the takeout box next to him. "Right here."

He took the box and handed Yoongi a twenty dollar bill.

Twenty dollars? That much only costs 5$.

He took a seat next to me.

I sat squished in between two boys eating lunch.

He turned his face to me. "Yoongi ah- AHHHHHH" He nearly fell backwards. "You? You're not Yoongi hyung."

"You're right Hoseok. Glad you could tell." Yoongi looked back at me with a guilty face. "I'm sorry y/n... I didn't eat dinner yesterday nor breakfast today... I only have a few left, you still want them?"

I smiled. "You've been too generous to give me them at all haha"

Yoongi redden a bit. "Y/n I didn't mean those words"

"Ah Yoongi hyung are you bullying girls again? Just say sorry."

He glared at Hoseok. "Y/n I'll order you more tomorrow."

I laughed. He was determined not to say 'sorry'. "Can I see your phone?"

He looked at me nervously.

"It's fine if you don't want to." I reassured him.

He sighed for the fiftieth time today. "You can"

I took his phone and plugged the earbuds into my ears. The sweet melodious song washed over me. I couldn't believe my ears.

But it stopped abruptly. It started a new part with a heavy drum beat and the melody was lost quickly.

I unplugged one of the earbuds. "Yoongi... did you make this?"

"Yeah..." He said shyly.

"I think it's really good,like a producer level, but I think you could've split it into two different songs. The first part is a lot like a ballad while the second part fits for a Kpop rap song."

"Hm.. really?" He looked down and was deep in thought.

"Ah- the bell's going to ring soon!" Hoseok showed us his watch. "Y/n what's your schedule?"

"I just finished with Calculus and English class." I took my schedule out of my pocket. "Hm... I have Earth science, Music Theory ,World Politics and P.E"

Yoongi gave me an interested look. "Music Theory...?"

"Y/n, you have Earth Science next right? Can I walk you there? That's my next class too!" Hoseok exclaimed

"Please do!" And I bowed thankfully.

RING RING DA DING BA BING

"Lets go!" Hoseok got up and waited for me.

Yoongi tugged on my jacket. "I'll meet you in Music Theory."