~Bound~ •A Yoonmin Story• (Previously Sketch)

Chapter XIII

A/N: high school's a mxtherfxiung bxtch

"Gooood morning!" I cheerfully enter the science room, plopping down my backpack next to Jin's seat.

"What's so good about it?"
Jin doesn't look too good. Dark circles under his eyes and the slump in his step suggest a bad night's sleep.

"You doing okay?"

"Just fabulous." Namjoon walks by just then, over cheerfully greeting us. Jin flashes him the finger and turns away.

The two of them are starting to become unbearable. I want to tell Jin to suck it up and deal with it as much as I want to tell Namjoon to appreciate my bestie but neither seem open to suggestions at the moment. Instead, I sit there waiting for the day they realize they were actually meant for each other then fucking kiss or something.

The bell rings, and class starts.

After announcing that we will be doing a material properties lab, the science teacher assigns partners. Jin lets out a deep breath of relief when we are assigned together, as do I.

Finally, a semi-decent class period.

We tour the stations around the room after suffering through a ten minute lecture about being careful with the Bunsen burners and the hydrochloric acid. Apparently some kid last year burnt off his eyebrows while getting too close to the burners.

The teacher reeeeeeally likes telling that story.

We start off at the scratching station. The directions were pretty simple. Rock. Glass. Does rock scratch glass? You bet motherfucker. Put down a >7. Tada!

I've just finished putting down my answer for calcite when a shriek sounds from the other side of the room.

"JEON MOTHERFREAKING JUNGKOOK" I whirl around to see one of the Bunsen burners, on fire. Jungkook has his hand on it, staring at it in some sort of shock induced daze. His pain receptors haven't seemed to have kicked in. Taehyung, who had screamed, was backing away from the maknae with his hand on fire.

"Holy shit!! JUNGKOOK PUT THAT DOWN!!" Jin, who had turned around to observe, screamed. The scene unfroze as jungkook pushed the burner away from him, and into the sink which was conviently filled with water. I let out a sigh of relief as the teacher went over to check on him.

"I-I'm fine, just in shock" he didn't seem in pain at all, but went with Taehyung to the nurse's office anyway.

Disaster averted.

Jungkook's been getting hurt pretty often hasn't he?

Speaking of which...

A dull thud ringing in the back of my head calls my attention. I swivel around in my seat slowly, nodding as Jin says something about "the reactive tendencies of polymers".

At the other end of the room, I spy Yoongi. Hands over his ruffled hair that was tied up in a bandana, he groans and reaches out to punch Jackson playfully in the shoulder. The other boy was holding up a textbook, looking like he had just socked my soulmate over the head with it.

I felt a overwhelming urge to walk over and slap Jackson across his laughing face.

Instead I turned back around and wrote 127.3940 randomly in a spot on my worksheet.

"Uh Jimin... the answer is seven?"

"....right."