NOT SO GOOD BOY

Episode 9

"Hey jungkook, you coming to sports class?"

"Nah dude, it's way too hot to run around right now." The boy answered with a small scoff, walking away from his classmate and making his way to the roof.

It was kind of like his hangout, his go to place to skip classes.

Walking up the stairs and opening the door, he quickly turned around to the small corner of shade that always blessed Jungkook during hot afternoons.

Surprise filled him when he saw a certain someone, calmly dozing off with his back against the wall.

Seeing Jimin in something other than his usual cardigan really shocked Jungkook more than he had expected, but then again, maybe it was because Jimin was a lot more fit than he would have thought.

Instead of the pudge he would have expected, Jimin seemed to be completely packed with muscle. His strong chest heaved with his regular breaths, crossed arms inficizing his defined arms, the biceps seeming to fill the shirt quite a lot.

His face being tilted back slightly, his hair was pushed back to reveal his glasses and his closed eyes, thick lashes fanning his cheek bones. His pink lips were parted, pearly white teeth peeking from between them.

Jungkook got the urge to slap himself. He'd let his mind wander to places it shouldn't.

Upon further inspection, Jungkook noticed a few patterns under his thin white shirt, he frowned, thinking the boy's shirt was just that dirty.

The sudden feeling of disgust, also making him think of their earlier encounter.

"Hey, kid." Jungkook said dryly, his shoes poking at Jimin's side to try and wake him up.

After a few tries, Jimin finally opened an eye.

"Get out of here, this is my spot."

The boy's eyes seemed to widen, bolting up and taking his cardigan to try and put it on as quickly as possible. His clumsy movements made his shirt ride up very slightly, giving Jungkook a small peek of Jimin's vline, that he really didn't expect to be there.

A hue of black and red caught Jungkook's eye as Jimin pulled the clothing over his head.

Was that bruise?

He asked himself, looking up and finally noticing the cut on the side of his lip and the small colour difference between one side of his neck to the other.

Was he hiding bruises with makeup?

Before Jungkook could ask, Jimin had already left.

***

"You guys know Park Jimin?" Asked Jungkook on the way to the mall.

Both Hoseok and Seokjin looked at each other, both with question marks in their eyes at why their friend was asking about someone in such low rank in the school's food chain.

"Yeah, he's the kid that passed all his exams with over 90% and is actually number one of the second grade right?" Asked Seokjin.

"I thought Kim Namjoon was number one though." Hoseok said, looking looking up at the slightly cloudy sky as they turned the last corner to finally see the mall at the end of the road.

"Kim Namjoon is number one of the third grade dipshit, he's in you class." Seokjin laughed, slapping the back of Hoseok's head with a large smile.

"Calling me babe would be nice too but okay.." Hoseok rolled his eyes comically, getting ignored by his boyfriend.

"So why are you interested in Teacher's pet, don't tell me you want him to be your first gay awakening." Seokjin teased.

Jungkook instantly felt offended and blew things out of proportions, a thick shade of red coating his entire fice all the way to the tips of his ears and the middle of his neck.

"God- hyung no. I just met him on the roof and-"

"OhoO the roof~." Hoseok teased with a large heart shaped smile and suggestive eyes.

"No- he was just sleeping and i told him to move cuz' he was in my spot." Jungkook tried to explain hastily, flailing his arms in vast movements to prove his point. "But then i got a glimpse of the skin under his shirt -Hoseok don't you dare make a comment- and i saw like- black and red, even through his shirt actually. And his lips was busted too, and he had makeup on his neck, wrong foundation." He explained.

The Seok couple let the jokes die down as they waited in line for the bubble tea place of the large mall, both of their pinkies hooked as they now looked at their friend seriously.

"I think he might be abuse or something." Jungkook mumbled.

"And why would you care?" Hoseok asked. Of course he did too now, but seeing Jungkook get so worked up about someone else sure was something he wasn't used to.

"I'm still a decent person, i wouldn't want anyone to suffer like that." He said, the words striking a little something in him.

Though the situation in his household was far from abuse, he still felt like his father didn't care about him and generally had a bad relationship with his parents and a bad atmosphere at home.

No one deserves that.

"Maybe he's being abuse by his boyfriend and he was hiding hickeys." Seokjin contemplated, getting a slap of the back of the head by Hoseok.

"Not everyone is gay crackhead."

"I mean... You never know bro." Seokjin shrugged with a small smirk and eyebrows raised innocently as he looked down.

"You know, talking seriously, if anything, I think Jimin boy might be getting bullied at school. Highschool is a bitch, especially when Leemin and Hanseol are in your class." Hosek said, thanking the worker as he was handed his drink.

"What are you talking about." Jungkook smiled while rolling his eyes. "Those two are great guys, they're super nice."

Seokjin and Hoseok shared a look.

"Yeah maybe to you they are, but look at them with Jimin and some other nerds man, they can be nasty." Hoseok said.

Jungkook dissmissed it.

"Whatever, they probably asked for it anyway."

"No one asks to get the shit beaten out of them Kooks." Seokjin said.

A/N:
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