The Guardians | K-Pop Superhero AU

| 09 | Uniforms

Evie

Five days till school

"Uniforms!" I yell out, grabbing the plaid skirt and holding it up in the air. The boys turned to look at me, all of them holding their new uniform jackets. Jon sighed loudly, his head dropping. "Yes Evie. Uniforms." Jon says to me. "My parents didn't have to wear uniforms when they were here. Why do we have to? Why? Why?!" I say, walking closer to him and thrusting the plaid skirt towards him. In a swift move he grabbed the skirt and threw it at me, all while glaring at me.

I felt myself cower a little under his glare and someone pulled me back, pushing me behind him. "Jon why are we wearing uniforms now?" Namjoon asks him, pulling the attention to him. "Dean Willow wants everyone in uniforms now. But it's different from everyone. First years wear red, second years wear blue, third years wear green and fourth years wear yellow." Jon says and I tilt my head the side. "Those are Hogwart colors. We're Gryffindor!" I yell out excitedly and Yoongi laughs softly. "Yes, it seems like Dean Willow is very fond of that series right now. Anyway, try on the uniforms. Make sure they fit, if they don't, return them to me I'll be in the library with the extra uniforms." Jon says before turning around and walking away.

My shoulders slouch as I sigh softly, looking down at the skirt. Yoongi leads us back to the dorms where Lisa stood at the door, her fingers rubbing her temple. "It's been ringing over and over again. Evie I was moments from kicking the door down." Lisa says, pointing at the door to our dorm. She went quiet which let me hear what she meant. My phone was ringing loudly, I must've had the volume on high. "Sorry Lisa." I say, sending her a smile before entering the room and going to my phone, picking it up front the desk. 

I look down at the caller ID and smile. It's like she knew I was distressed. "MOM!" I yelled out into the phone. "Oh Jesus." I hear dad say in the background. "What's wrong?" Mom says. "They're making us wear uniforms!" I cry out, looking back down at the ugly skirt. "It's ugly!" My voice sounded whiney and I internally cringed. "Evie its just uniform. You wear it for a few hours and then back to your regular clothes. Give it a shot." She says and I nod, watching Yoongi walk to my side of the room and sit on my saucer chair. I look at him, glaring at him before taking a seat at his piano chair.

"So how is it? Is your roommate nice? I bet she is." Dad says and my eyes travel to Yoongi who was smiling. She. "Yes she is very nice. Very fun, sometimes messy but she's alright." The last thing I want is my parents pulling up and demanding to move me from here. I actually really like having Yoongi as my roommate. He's quiet, peaceful, neat, at times. He's the complete opposite of me and maybe this is why we clicked so easily. Plus the connection between us, that has its needs. I'm sure if we were to change roommates they wouldn't like having us go back and forth to each dorms to recharge. It's best if we kept to ourselves and stay together.

"Oh that's great! What's her name?" Dad asks and my eyes widen. Fuck, a name I need a name. "Audrey! Her name is Audrey!" Yoongi looked at me, shaking his head slightly. Shut up. I tell him and he rolls his eyes. "That's a nice name, she sounds like a nice young lady." Mom says. "Hmm mm hey mom, dad I gotta go, something about the uniforms. I'll call you guys next week!" I say, trying to end the call quickly. "Okay, bye honey. We love you!" They say together and I giggle softly, ending the call. I make sure the call is ended before groaning loudly while Yoongi snickered from across me. I reached for my slide and threw it at him, hitting his leg. He whined loudly, rubbing the spot before getting up. "Youre gonna pay for that." Yoongi says and my eyes widen.

I held the uniform close to me and run to the bathroom. He chased me in there, holding the door as I tried my hardest to close it. He stepped in and backed me up against the sink, a smirk on his face. His hands went immediately to my sides, tickling me. I squirmed around, my head tilting back as I laugh loudly. "Yoongi!" I cry out, laughing right after. "I'll stop if you say something." Yoongi says, I could hear the smile in his voice. My hands flew to his shirt, gripping it as I nod. Suddenly his hands stopped moving and I looked up at him, panting softly. "Say sorry, say I'm sorry Yoongi and I'll clean your side next time we clean." Yoongi says, smiling at me.