Yoongi saw someone getting bullied, and decided to save him.
He held out his hand, helping the beautiful boy up his feet.
The boy took his hand, and instantly one thought popped up his head.
"Sh*t I think I like holding hands."
WARNING! : Violent wo...
I rummaged through my bag, trying to find my breakfast. I suddenly remembered when I put on my shoes this morning, I forgot to put my breakfast inside my bag.
And completely forgetting it when Yoongi-Hyung came.
I groaned and sat back down. I decided to just spend my time reading some books.
I noticed Kai's glare, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. He has a black eye, and also his right hand was wrapped with a sling.
I shrugged it off, trying to concentrate on reading when I felt a tap on my shoulders.
I turned my head and was immediately greeted by a pair of chocolate eyes. Shock, I let out a squeak and lost my balance.
I closed my eyes, waiting for my body to hit the floor.
But instead, a pair of strong hand prevent that from happening.
Taehyung pulled me back up, his hazel eyes now looking at me in worry. "Hoseok, are you okay?" Still shocked, I only manage to let out a small yes. He sighed in relief and showed his famous boxy smile.
"It's been a long time yeah?", he said. I rolled my eyes, and continue to read. But of course, Taehyung took away my book. I sighed in annoyance and glared at him.
"What?", I said. He gave me a sad smile and took my hand in his, "Hoseok... I wanted to explain-"
But he was cut off.
Yoongi-Hyung stood beside Taehyung, holding his hand that was holding mine earlier.
And he looked furious.
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Min Yoongi POV
I stood up as soon as my phone showed 8.30.
I can't wait to see my sunshine.
I take my breakfast and was about to walk out of the classroom when Namjoon stopped me. He held my shoulder, stopping me.
"What?", I ask him, annoyed. He sighed and said, "Where are you going?"
"Why does it matter to you?", I asked. He shrugged, "Well, in case you decided to just skip the rest of the school day, I know where to find you and prevent it from happening."
Before I can make a sarcastic reply, he cut me off, "And don't you try lying to me, Yoongi. You may be a genius, but we both know who the smart one is."
I fake gasped, catching a lot of attention from other students. He chuckled and rolled his eyes. I put my hand on my chest, faking the hurt in my heart. "Well, I'm sorry Einstein, not everybody is blessed with 148 IQ from birth."
