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 watched Taehyung from afar, staring as he starts to play as well.
Yoongi saw me staring and grinned. "Interested in playing?", he asked me. I scoffed when I sensed the humor glistening in his eyes.
"Since when do YOU play basketball Hyung?", I questioned him. He shrugged.
"I've been playing for a long time now. It's pretty cool right?", he said, wiggling his eyebrows for effect. Now, it's my turn to shrug. "Nah," I said nonchalantly. He frowned and nudged my arm.
"I know you think it's cool~", he said. I fought to suppress a smile from forming. I just shrugged, while walking to the canteen.
"Hoseok-ah! I know you think it's cool!", he stated, rushing as he tried to catch up.
I faked a smile and said in a robotic voice, "Yes, you're so cool Hyung."
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Min Yoongi POV
I pinched his cheeks, finding it hard for me to manage my emotions.
He promptly dropped the act and sulked.
"You like pinching my cheeks huh?", he said.
Not really, I just like all of you. I mused to myself.
Before I could defend myself, his stomach let out a growl-like noise. He flushed in embarrassment. I gawked at him in confusion. "You haven't had your lunch?"
He nodded his head yes. I grinned and ruffled his hair. He whines in protest. "Hyung! Stop ruining my hair!" I chuckled at what he said.
"Then it's a good thing I haven't eaten too. Want to have lunch together?", I invited him, holding out my hand for him to take.
He beamed and held my hand as we walk inside the canteen, still holding hands. "You forgot that this morning you made me have lunch with you huh?" I scowled, looking at the lengthy-line before us.
"You need to accept the fact that I'm older and I tend to overlook matters," I responded, standing behind the line. He rolled his eyes at my reply. "That's the lamest excuse I've ever heard."
After waiting in line for 5 minutes, it's finally our turn. I walked to the counter and ordered, "Yeah, I would like two bowls of ramen please." The waitress nodded, "That'll be 1500 won."
Before I could take out my wallet, Hoseok stopped me. I glanced at him, panic all over his face. "What?", I asked him. "I can pay for myself Hyung!" I sighed, "Hoseok, I know you don't have the money right now. I'll pay for you."
I took a 1000 won and a 500 won coin and place it on the counter. Hoseok watched helplessly as the waitress took the money. 30 seconds later, the waitress came back with two bowls of ramen in her hands. I took both of them and searched for an unoccupied table. I could sense the stares, observing me and Hoseok like a hawk.
I found a vacant spot at the end of the canteen. I immediately marched to the empty table, Hoseok trailing behind me. I set both bowls down, my hands numb after carrying them for long. Hoseok stared at my red hands, features etched with concern.
"Are you okay Hyung? Aish, you should have let me carry it on my own," he said as he held my hands in his, starting to rub it gently. I smiled, "Are you worried about me?"
"Yes Of course! You are my Hyung after all," he replied, still rubbing my hands gently. I winced slightly, overflowing with pain when he rubbed across an unusually red area. "Does it hurt that much?", he asked.
"Just a light burn, no big deal," I responded, taking my hands away from his. He frowned and examined my face. I looked away, feeling the blush crawled up my face. He groaned and sat across from me.
"Let's just eat," I said and grabbed my chopsticks. He stayed quiet and take his chopsticks too.
But that silence was broken when he took his first bite.
"Mmmmh!", he moaned as the noodle reached his lips. He moaned I feel attacked-
"Wow! This is so good," he announced as he took spoonfuls of his ramen. I chuckled and watched as he devours the ramen. His sharp jawline, his adorable smile, and giggle. Without me realizing, Hoseok stopped eating when he caught me staring.
"Hyung? Why aren't you eating?" he asked. I snapped out of my trance and shook my head lightly. Snap out of it Min Yoongi!
"Ahaha, sorry," I responded, starting to eat my ramen. He looked at me, worried. "What's wrong Hyung? Does your hand hurt?" he took my hand once more time. I blushed beet red. "It's nothing! Don't worry about it!"
"You have a lot in your mind, don't you Hyung?" I laughed nervously. You're in my mind from yesterday, Hoseok. "I'm just distracted at the moment." He stared at me, confusion filled his eyes. "Distracted by what-"
"SO!", I cut him off. "What sport can you play?"
He thought of it for a second before replying, "Well, I used to play tennis!" I was genuinely shocked by that. "Woah! Really?" He tilted his head a little, "Well, I got a bronze medal once."
"Wow! Really? That's so cool!", I replied, taking a bite of my ramen. Hoseok is right. It IS good.
He scratched his head, giggling. "But there were only three teams..."
I laughed and pat his head, grinning. "Come on tennis boy, let's eat while it's hot."
He laughed and nodded his head, smiling.
Oblivious about the glare from across the room.
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WE'RE BACK WITH ANOTHER CHAPTER!!! ✨
You might have noticed that this chapter has absolutely no tea whatsoever. This chapter is only a filler chapter. THE FLUFF CHAPTER WE DIDN'T KNOW WE NEEDED 😍
