More Than. p.jm + m.yg

Chapter 12

Smut in this chapter

I went to school on Monday with a grin on my face and my mood ecstatic. I was going to the ball for the first time. I was so excited for it, not that balls were my thing, the dancing kind anyway. It was just that this was my first official date with my boyfriend. I have a boyfriend. My smile grew at the thought. Speaking of, as I rounded the corner I was met with the familiar, handsome face of Min Yoongi.

   My heart fluttered at the sight of him. He pulled me into his arms and placed small kisses on my face, making me giggle.

  "Hi, baby." He says softly into my ear. I shudder slightly at the closeness of his lips and the deepness of his voice when he says the pet name.

  "Hi." I reply, blushing. Yoongi laces his fingers with mine as we walk to the cafeteria. We meet our friends at our usual spot but Yoongi doesn't sit. I look up at him, confused, and he smiles.

  "I've gotta go talk to a few teachers about those two weeks I missed, baby. See you in music history?" He says it more like a question. I nod, a small pout on my lips. He kisses my forehead and waves to the others before he turns away, walking out of the lunchroom.

   I turn towards the guys, meeting their grins and eyebrow raises.

  "So it's official, huh?" Jungkook asks, his brows wiggling. I smile and nod. Hoseok chuckles and looks at me.

  "I must say, Jiminie, he is quite handsome to look at, and I'm straight!" I punch his shoulder and the boys at the table laugh before Jungkook speaks up through the laughter.

  "How's the sex?" I felt another blush creep to my cheeks. I bite my lip, avoiding his curious gaze. My silence and red cheeks were answer enough, though.

  "Are you a virgin, Jimin?" I stayed silent again and Jungkook laughs slightly. "Wow. I'm a sophomore and I'm not even a virgin."

  "Kook.." Taehyung warns.

    The bell rings at this moment, saving me. I get up as soon as the shrill sound hits my ears and walk out of the cafeteria. I didn't say anything to my friends as I did. I didn't want to. I was embarrassed and pissed. What was so bad about being a virgin anyway? I never really dated anyone and I wasn't the type to just hookup. Hell, I wasn't even sure of my sexuality until of late, so what exactly was the big fucking deal?

   The rest of the day went by quickly. In music, I was completely silent. The lunch conversation circling my brain. Yoongi shot me a look of confusion, noticing my silence immediately. I just shook my head and focused on the presentation, writing down notes. My attention in this class has become broken, since it was hard to focus on anything with Yoongi around. He held all of my attention. I looked over at him as he scribbled in his notebook. He didn't need to take notes. He knew almost everything about music and it's historical background, but I knew he was just doing it to pass time, since I was being distant.

   Once again, my focus was lost as my eyes trailed every inch of the boy I grew to care for. His pale skin was so beautiful in contrast to the dark colors he always wore. His natural pout made me want to kiss him repeatedly. His wavy silver hair split in the front, overlapping his black headband was one of my favorite things about him, besides his cute gummy smile. He had a perfect build, not too buff but not too skinny. His jaw line is sharp and eyes concentrated as he wrote his notes. Something warm spins around in my stomach and I bite my lip, nearly jumping as the bell rings. I'm shaken out of my trance and I get up, heading towards the door. I knew how to solve my problem.

My mom was still at work when I got home, and I assumed she'd be there for awhile. Last minute preparations for the ball kept her there a little longer than usual. On this particular day, I didn't mind it.

   I immediately get out my phone to text Yoongi.

Me: come over. :)

My love ❤️: are you going
to tell me what's wrong
when I get there?

Me: maybe. I just wanna
see you. I missed you.

My love: I'm omw
babyboy.