Sweet Blood - bts

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How dare he be so suggestive, you thought.

Slowly consuming with rage and ready to snap. You thought the offer was tempting given how thick his thighs were but not in this state yet, you barely knew the guy even though he had the gentleman manner of escorting women to their dorms when the night falls, you just can't get yourself to be played like that. Maybe next time when you are actually friends friends.

Taking one big inhale of air, you had collected yourself. "I never thought of you as a guy like that Jimin." you sigh, not giving in to your emotions. Jimin chuckles, "It's because you don't know me at all Lara." he stands up from his seat, surprised by your patience. He was anticipating for an earful of loud insults just like any other pissed and offended woman. But with your calm tone and demeanor that caught him off guard, he gave up on having to joke around, wearing his mask on again.

Emotionless

You slide your things at the desk, preparing for that one last homework before strolling around. "I mean I would love to know you more, if you set that suggestive remarks aside." you shrug, focusing on the paper. Homework like these are easy enough for you, but you expect difficult ones sometime along this school year.

Not knowing if he heard you, you glance at his supposed seat but stopped breathing when his head is just beside yours. You almost kissed his cheek while he looks at your work, his shirt hanging low, a hint of what's inside coming into view.

You couldn't help but stare at everything about him. His collarbones that looked kinda sexy, you never knew that such bone could be sexy for a man as well as his neck, sharp jawline, plump and pink glossy lips, nose, eyes. Eyes. Fucking eyes.

Eyes that now stares back at yours, almost making your eyes cross at how near he is from you. You can feel his breath on your skin and you slipped, emitting a low whimper. His gaze gets more intense, a few seconds passed and he looks around your features and smelling you even more better. He was right your scent is new and different, he wants a taste, just a little if allowed.

You on the other side is slowly turning bluish as you were trying hard not to breathe, you looked away when you couldn't take it anymore and taking in much needed oxygen. Now that you got enough air to maintain your breathing, your nearly bluish face gradually turns a bright shade of pink and you look back at the male that is the reason of such lack of breathe.

Chest heaving for more air to stabilize your breathing. You furrow your eyebrows at him as he tilts his head with his bottom lip sticking out and his eyebrows lifted up, playing innocent again. You shook your head turning back to drain back to your utmost pale complexion. The blush fading away as well as your time to stroll around.

"Leave me alone, Jimin. I need to finish this sooner than you think."

"Why?" he asks while walking closer to put the book he was reading back to its shelf above you. Your breath hitch while he reaches up to slide the book back in. You sink further in the couch due to his lower body nearing. A thought saying that the pervert planned this, passed your mind but you were shutting your eyes tight, clenching the pen, pen the companion for today.

You hear his steps fade and you open one eye to peak, seeing Jimin disappear in the isle of bookshelves. You breathe in and out heavily once again, averting your attention to the abandoned paper work. But the slight view of his tummy taunts you and you could barely focus.

Half of you wish he wouldn't come back and guess the other half, yes, part of you wanted Jimin to come back and just sit at his seat across yours. Well the latter won as you heard footsteps walking closer. Then right as you write the period for the last question of the last homework for today, a book is slammed at the desk and you flinched.

Jimin threw the book in front of you and you read the title before looking back at him with a probing gaze, he ruffles your hair before squeezing himself to sit beside you. He turns the pages, searching for some text.

"Why are you in a hurry? You didn't answer me earlier."

I couldn't speak because I was flustered by everything you do. is what you wished to say but didn't because you were sure you're the one to get embarrassed and not the other way around.

"I'm taking a walk around the school before it gets really dark." you said and he stopped turning the pages.

"This book will help you on your studies." he apprised, taking a sheet of paper on your notebook and making a classic triangle origami for marking book pages. He looked like the ideal brother, focused on making the origami and marking more pages. You smile at how thoughtful he is for you, who he barely knew.

Your heart flutters a lot today.

You felt grateful to Jimin and his instinct to help a fellow student. If he knew about these then that means Jimin is older than you. "That's nice of you, thank you Jimin." you lean at his shoulder as a gesture of gratitude, unaware of its small affect to him. "Should I call you oppa then?" you jest, getting to like him more.

"Of course not. That's too old school and we could've been classmates you know." Jimin answers, and you sat up abruptly, facing him with your unfiltered shocked expression.

He push your chin carefully to close your mouth that widens slightly at the revelation, "I think I'm just months older but I've grade skipped." he pats the book closing it and placing it in your bag without your permission but you didn't mind.

"But you're still older, I mean it doesn't matter I guess. Jimin is a prodigy and a genius, wow." you gape placing a hand over your mouth to emphasize your reaction. "I'm proud to have talk to you. Are we friends?"

You ask still in doubt about what you are to him, but on how he is so kind, ah he was a dick earlier too. Nevertheless he did good at taking care of your studies for you, and that as it is made you to want Jimin's friendship. A chance to replace Jackson too.

"I guess?" Jimin looked away standing up, "We are friends so you wouldn't mind me tagging along to walk around the school, right?" he smiles his charming smile to you and you couldn't help but melt at the sight of it.

It's angelic, "Of course!" you exclaim, a bit over excited. "I really wanted to have someone that is familiar around here and it was supposed to be my friends but they couldn't." you frown but smiled again because here he is giving his time for a little date.

"Will we go now?" you ask when he sits at the desk, his legs dangle and with your staring quirk, you see the muscles under his tight leather jeans flex along with his biceps when he crossed his arms on top of his chest. It's like he was showing off.

"I still need to attend my night class." he looks down to you while his fingers plays with the strands of your hair.

"Do you special class student have that?"

"That's funny how they call us that. We're just normal students who gets extra classes, it's nothing special." he shrug, "It doesn't take more than an hour, would you want me to come with you?"

"Of course I won't say no. But you'll have to find me somewhere because I'll start walking around for now." you said whilst collecting your things and shoving it inside your bag.

"I'll change into better clothes too, so see you around? Could you find me or should I wait for you somewhere specific?" you ask standing in front of him, ready to run to the dorms and dress up.

His hands suddenly takes your waist and you yelp.

"Trust me, I'd find you no matter where you are."

Because I can never forget this sweet smelling blood of yours.