My sister took this picture of Loki the (debatable) good boy. Is it just me, or is this picture aesthetically appealing? I think it's a good shot.
It would be even better if her window weren't so nasty.
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On Sunday, my parents told me that as
long as I stayed away from Yoongi and was truthful with Namjoon when he came to get me Monday morning, that everything would be okay. But I didn't tell them about the note. Nor did I tell Namjoon a thing. I fiddled with the collar on my shirt multiple times, afraid he might see the hickies. Whenever we arrived at school, my heart sank whenever I saw Yoongi standing across the hall from the door to my class.Whenever he saw me, he walked past me, his hand colliding with mine. He gave me a note discreetly, without Namjoon noticing. I looked back at him, watching him leave. Namjoon gave me a look.
"What are you standing around for? He wasn't that cute. Come on."
"O-Oh, okay..." I said, flustered that he had noticed me watching Yoongi, and the fact that he thought I was watching him because he was attractive. Which was true, Yoongi was very attractive. But he didn't need to hear that from me.
Namjoon and I walked into the class, and while Namjoon was occupied by Taehyung and Hoseok, I read the note.
During lunch, I will be waiting behind the school. Don't be late. -MY
Finally, whenever the last period before lunch was just about to end, the teacher said, "Pass up your homework."
What? But it's Monday?
Slowly, I raised my hand. The teacher gave me a look. "What is it, Park?"
"Um...what..homework?"
She sighed exasperatedly. "The homework I assigned for you to do over the weekend, Mr. Park. Lesson four? You know, the one I said wouldn't have an extended deadline for any reason? That one. Did you do it or not?"
"N-No..." I said quietly.
She sighed, obviously pissed. "Lunch detention. Today. Stay after class."
My eyes widened. B-But...
She gave me a look, and I sheepishly looked away. The bell rang, and all the students began to leave for the cafeteria. Namjoon began to walk over to me, but the teacher told him to hurry up and go to lunch. He frowned, but he obediently left the classroom after one more glance at me.
She ignored me throughout the lunch period, not even looking at me. I ate my lunch quietly, trying to subtly text Namjoon, but just when the period was about to end, and snapped at me. "Are you on your phone?"
I whimpered as she stormed up and took my phone from me. She pitched the device into her desk and glared at me. The teacher was a female alpha, and her low growl was terrifying, making me whimper. Damn my omega nature. "You have detention after school as well, Park! I am very disappointed in you!"
I whimpered quietly. "Y-Yes ma'am..."
My fear scent filled the room. My classmates could definitely smell it as they all piled back into the room. Namjoon let out a quiet growl whenever he smelt it. He glared at the teacher, and came and sat down next to me, since the kid that usually sat there was out today. From under the desk I took his hand and throughout the rest of the periods, I held his hand, squeezing it each time she came near the desk we were at. Whenever the final bell rang, I went to the detention room. Thankfully, it was a different teacher that ran detention. She instructed me to sit down in the corner. I was the only kid in detention right now, so we were alone. The teacher played on her phone, while I pulled out my homework and began to do it.

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My alpha | Yoonmin
FanfictionJimin is a young omega, living what most would consider a decent life for a seventeen year old boy. He goes to school, has good grades, a good relationship with his parents, and a sweet alpha boyfriend. Until everything falls apart one by one around...