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feel·ing
/ˈfēliNG/
nounan emotional state or reaction.
"a feeling of joy"
└────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──────┘"j-jimin?" yoongi whisper yelled a little too loud.
"mr. min, is there something you'd like to share with the class?" mcgonagall asked with an annoyed expression.
yoongi flinched, all eyes were on him again, he could hear that annoying jimin chuckling slowly.
"n-no, ms. mconagall.." yoongi answered quietly, feeling his hands shake.
yoongi could hear all the menacing snickers and taunts even thought they probably weren't as loud as yoongi thought them to be, he felt his entire body shiver, why does it have to be him.
"good grief. first you're late to my class and now you're disrupting it?" mcgonagall sighed.
"i'm.. i'm sorry." yoongi spoke even quieter than before.
suddenly, yoongi felt a hand creeping up on his, the hand was warm and it belonged to jimin. yoongi looked up to see the slytherin face the other way, refusing to meet his eyes.
the short intimate moment lasted a few seconds before ending when yoongi pulled his hand out of jimin's grasp from embarrassment.
he was still unsure about his feelings for jimin, it's not as if he hated the kiss, he might've even been enjoyed it a little. but still, he wasn't even sure if he wanted a relationship. he was young, and it also hasn't been that long since he's gotten to know jimin.
it was all confusing to him, yoongi sometimes hated himself and his emotions for being so complicated.
"that'll be all, remember to do page two hundred thirty six to two hundred forty!" mcgonagall shouted at everyone as they started gathering their things.
yoongi tried to get out of there as soon as possible, not wanting to talk to jimin, he knew running away from the situation makes it worse but he just wasn't in the mood for confrontation.
as soon as mcgonagall dismissed them, yoongi started to sprint out of the classroom which was hard since he was carrying heavy books.
"min! min! hold up!" he heard jimin shout, but yoongi ignored and eventually slipped out of the class.
now in the busy hallway, yoongi just blended into the crowd praying jimin won't spot him. he started making his way to his next and last class potions.
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mischief managed ✧ m.yg + bts
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