My Pretty Little Doll

Yoongi 1

  I was currently sitting on a couch in my schools library reading some random books while waiting for my best friend, Jimin, to show up and help me with my math class. Like seriously.

I may sound such a dumbass while saying this, probably I am.. No, I for sure am, but Physics is hard and confusing. I honestly prefer Algebra 1 and Algebra 2 or even Geometry over Physics. Currently I'm failing that class and to make it even worse, my teacher hates me so the idea of asking her for help is out the window.

That's what has me here, waiting my ass on a hard couch in our schools library that has no fucking WiFi currently because it somehow crashed or something.

I don't know how long I actually waited for that cute yet annoying little mochi of a best friend I have but when I see his fine ass come through the library doors I sighed in content because my ass was starting to hurt and be more flat that it already is.

Honestly, I have no ass. Pretty sad and annoying. No wonder I don't have a boyfriend. Even tho I did like what? 100 squats one day I couldn't get at least a decent ass. Well, the fucking 100 squats actually did do some effect.. To my fucking spine cuz once I was done I swear I couldn't move for days. Okay enough of my flat ass.

Once Jimin finds me sitting across the library and comes up to me with an apologetic face I stand up from the couch. "I'm so sorry for making you wait so much Yoongi, my world history test was harder than I thought and I ended up guessing at the last 10 questions. Pretty sure I failed that hoe" Jimin says in a small voice.

Damn after all these years he is still so cute and adorable. "Nah it's okay Jimin, my ass didn't mind getting flatter than it already is while waiting on this hard ass couch" I respond while pointing to that hard and uncomfortable couch I was just sitting on. Jimin laughs at me showing his cute little crooked teeth and moon eyes.

Honestly, ever since I met Jimin, I knew he was the most beautiful boy I've even seen. Of course I did tell him that I liked him back in middle school only to get nicely and cutely rejected by him. He only told me he saw me as a best friend and as sad as it was, I respected him and never tried anything else with him.

"Oh shut up Yoongi, you may not have my ass but you do have something back there" Jimin responds to my flat ass comet. He's just so adorable and sweet. Yoongi I swear, he's just my best friend that of course doesn't like you so calm your hormonal dick of a mind. I think to myself.

"Okay whatever, help me with math already because it's getting late" I respond to his cuteness. "Oh, yes of course!" Jimin says with a cheerful grin and proceeds to sit at a nearby table; me following besides him.

We both sit down for what seems like hours, which to think about it, it might have been hours later because when I checked the time it reads 10:22 pm. We had been talking and discussing, or more like me continuously asking Jimin on how in the fucking world did he solve these sorcerous math problems. At the end I actually did get it. Or that's what I tell myself. I think. Or maybe not. Yea probably not. I'm a lost case in learning math. Ehh.

"Jimin it's already fucking late and my ass it's definitely flat as paper now for sitting on these hard ass chairs" I whine with tired eyes and a growling stomach. "Jesus Yoongi, first of all, it's your fault for not getting along with math. And second of all, your ass is not that flat" Jimin says with a pout.

Oh, how I wish to kiss those plu- Okay Yoongi, shut the fuck up already. I laughed at myself at those dumb thoughts. "Shut up Jimin and leave my miserable ass alone before I chop some of your cute ass and put it on mine.." I respond with a 'WTF' face registering what I just said.

"Okay wow, let's call it a day before you keep saying some more weird shit and me getting concerned about my ass" Jimin responds while standing up and cleaning the table.

Once it's m all cleaned up and we are ready to leave my stomach growls. "Jimin let's stop for some food on our way to the dorm. I'm hella hungry" I whine making Jimin only giggle. Fuck. His giggle though. (Okay I need to chill lol)

We get in Jimin's car and he drives to the nearest Panda Express and we pick up some food before heading to our dorm. Or more like a small house just a few blocks from our university we are currently studying at. The small house was courtesy from Jimin's parents being rich and convincing us on living in that small house instead of a dorm that our school offered.

I mean, the house is perfect and it has an amazing bed that I could dead ass nap for days on. And my flat ass actually appreciated the bed cuz it was just so comfortable.

Once we get home and Jimin parks his car outside in front of the house, we get out and walk to the door. Once inside we just sit at the table and eat our food in silence, too tired to even talk. Once done with our food, I clean the table whispering a 'good night' to Jimin just to receive a 'sweet dreams Yoongi' from him.

I laugh at his adorableness and walk to my room ready to sleep. I throw my backpack somewhere across the room and just jump on my bed, not caring to change and just drifted off to sleep. My dumbass forgetting to turn off the lights. Great.