FUCK IT! BTS Yoongi x Reader

Hit or miss?

Thursday, 09:15.

You plod down the road, your tired feet dragging at the hot tarmac with no particular destination in mind. The sun is beaming down on you like a laser. Your school uniform sticks to you with sweat and restricts your already sluggish movement, and for a brief moment, you rethink skipping school.

But you're already here, 45 minutes late and strolling aimlessly through the quiet sea of grey that is your city.

You sling your backpack down onto the curb with a huff and plonk yourself down next to it, legs dangling in the road. The highways are roaring distantly, just as usual, but not a single car passes you in the quieter outskirts. It's the perfect place to skive off without anyone bothering you.

Recently, school had been too much for you. The relentless homework, the incompetent teachers, the crappy food, the obnoxiously loud classmates, the lack of freedom and the patronisation were all completely draining, to name a few things. But the thought of having to deal with everything, once again, for the FOURTH day in a row, was breaking point. And just as your first step outside was about to hit the floor, you decided "fuck it" and stomped off in the opposite direction.

Picking at the stones in the road, you attempt to turn off your busy mind. A thousand thoughts stalk around your conscious and a subtle guilt sneaks up on you. But you shake it off with a sigh, as your mobile phone screen lights up with a couple messages.

JayKay: Omg where are you!?!?!??
JayKay: Leaving me all alone today HUH?!?!?!?
JayKay: PRESIDENT 100 PERCENT ATTENDENCE GONE ON HOLIDAY!?!?

An amused smirk tugs at your lips as you squint at the dramatic panic of your friend, and you roll your eyes as you punch in a reply.

You: YEAH, KINDA NEEDED IT AFTER PUTTING UP WITH YOU NONSTOP FOR THE PAST THREE OR SOMETHING YEARS!!!

JayKay: OMG
JayKay: So mean 😭😭😭
JayKay: Okay seriously though are u okay?

You: Yeah.. just needed a break from all the school bullshit yknow

JayKay: So ur skiving

You: Yeah and what about it.. Got a problem bunny boi!?

JayKay: Even if I did it wouldn't mean anything to you cause you HATE me 😭😭

You: NO I DONT

JayKay: YOU DO!! THATS WHY UR SKIVING CAUSE YOU HAD ENOUGH OF ME 😭😭

You: 😐😐
You: I love you

JayKay: 😳😳 omo oppa

You: anyway SHOULDN'T YOU BE PAYING ATTENTION TO THE LESSON??

JayKay: shit the teacher is c

You: idiot

You laugh quietly to yourself, as it seems like his phone was confiscated. They're not allowed to be seen on the school site. Everyone is pretty good at hiding them.. except your genius friend Jeon Jungkook.

You decide that sitting on the crusty dusty floor is a pretty boring way to spend your day off, so you chuck your phone inside your bag and swing it over your shoulder. Two or three joints crack as you rise from your stoney-pavementy throne, followed by an exasperated, "jesus christ..." and off you go to explore some areas you haven't seen before.

Despite living right next to London, you've never been to see the London Eye, River Thames OR Big Ben. And just like earlier this morning, you decide "Fuck it." and set off toward the noisy city.

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An hour passes and you're sure you're lost. Your phone's map says the Thames should be right around here somewhere, but all you see are streets and buildings and people and busy roads. You're walking along checking your phone, refreshing, scrolling around the map trying to make sense of where you are. The sounds of the crowded area are background noise to you. But one jarring screech tears through your ears to your core and you look up to see a car hurtling toward you at high speed.

"Fuck-"

Your last word before it hit you.

People all swarm around you, taking photos, calling ambulances but you can't make out a single thing any of them are saying. Your vision is reduced to blurs and a throbbing in your head drowns out the panicked screams and shouting of witnesses.

The driver reverses, turns around and speeds away in the other direction, but no one thinks to chase him or write the number plate since they're fixated on trying to communicate with you.

It was hopeless.

Everything faded to black and you drifted away into a blissful, almost euphoric slumber.

•   •   •

Your eyelids flutter open and you sit up drowsily, rubbing the sleepiness out of your eyes. It only takes a few seconds for you to realise where you are, and what just happened.

A hospital bed.

Haha, just kidding. The middle of the fucking road. In a large circle of police tape. And just in front of you in black paint is the outline of your body, pasted over the dark dried blood which had drained out of you a few hours before.

Some police officers are stood chatting, taking notes. Wary onlookers take concerned glances as they pass by the scene. You furrow your eyebrows and look around. It's a lot darker now, the sky an angry orange, and you guess it must be eight in the evening or so. You've been out for roughly ten hours, and now you feel just fine.

Like that had never happened at all.

You raise your eyebrows and think, "huh, well that's lucky." before reaching into your pocket for your phone. You pull it out and- oh no.

Oh no no. Oh no.

What the fuck.

You shriek, dropping it to the cement floor which you can see clearly through it.

You look at your hands.

They're almost see-through, like blue tinted glass..

Your heartbeat speeds up and then drops to 0 when it hits you.

You're a fucking ghost. A literal fucking ghost.

You dive for your phone and frantically smash in Jungkook's number with wide, teary eyes.

Please work.

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A/N:  i managed to make this story part exactly 1000 words long lmaoaoa anyways hope you enjoyed <33 borahae bitches

Ps. I guess the driver didn't miss, huh?