Forever Highschool Sweetheart || Jinkook

19

"This is disgusting!" Seokjin mumbled out with a frown, swallowing the liquid regardless. The burn that accompanied the liquid made him cringe in disgust. His reaction to the drink made his newfound, and old, friends laugh at him.

Yoongi took another sip from the glass, shrugging as he did so. As he pulled the glass away, he made a small sound of approval. "It's okay." He muttered, making Jimin and Taehyung cheer, Seokjin scoff, and Jungkook chuckle.

Taehyung threw his arm around Jungkook's shoulder and pulled him against his own body. Grinning ear to ear, he turned his head to the side and whispered a few words into his ear.

Seokjin eyed the two curiously, wondering what they were talking about that couldn't be said aloud. Jimin seemed to have caught onto his confusion, since he tapped his thigh to speak to him.

"They do that shit a lot." He pointed out, scooting closer to Seokjin on the grass. When Jungkook turned to whisper back to Taehyung, Jimin rolled his eyes and continued. "I used to think they did it to annoy me, but they actually speak. Fucking shocker, right? Anyway, point is, they're just talking nonsense. I'd bet they're being horn-"

"Shut the fuck up!" Jungkook groaned out, throwing a twig over at Jimin, who only laughed it off and continued to doubt him. "You're gonna scare him off. No one here is horny-"

"You can't speak for everyone." Taehyung interjected, which caused a momentary silence. As soon as his words settled, both the sounds of laughter and gagging came.

Jungkook pushed the elder into the grass, away from himself, and shook his head. "Taehyung go away, I don't want to talk to you anymore." Jungkook grabbed his glass and pouted, wiping his other hand, which he had touched Taehyung with, on his pants.

Cackling, Taehyung rolled onto his back with his drink in one hand and phone in the other. He clicked the on button, the screen coming to life and bringing light to his face.

Seokjin hadn't touched his phone in a few hours, at least. He was enjoying the cool night air, which was something he didn't do often, since he rarley went out late at night. When a flash of light hit his eyes, he whipped his head in the direction it had come from with a startled expression.

Jungkook was looking down at his phone with a goofy grin on his face. Seokjin pouted and set his glass down on the grass before he crawled over to peer over Jungkook's shoulder. As soon as he saw the picture, he scrunched his face up. "Ew, no. Let me see it." He reached his hand out to grab the phone, but Jungkook pushed his arm away and held his phone out of Seokjin's grasp.

Glaring at the younger, Seokjin punched his shoulder and stuck his tongue out at the male. "Let me see it." Seokjin demanded and held his hand out.

Jungkook tilted his head to the side and gave Seokjin an amused smile. "Wrestle me for it." Jungkook held his hand out further when Seokjin tried to snatch it. Raising his eyebrows, the twinkle in his eyes never left.

Squinting his eyes, Seokjin pursed his lips before sighing in defeat. "You're on."

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Seokjin dropped his head on his desk tiredly, waiting for the bell to ring. When the bell rang, he knew he would have to act wide awake once again. As his classmates packed the room, the loud sound of chatter came with them.

Before he could groan, his favorite teacher opened her mouth. "I don't believe this is sleeping class, Seokjin." Ms. Lee snapped, sitting down in her rolling chair as she spoke.

As if Seokjin didn't feel humiliated enough returning back to the hell, he just had to have this woman as his teacher. Seokjin felt awful being in the school. Everyone now thought of him as a gay man, which he wasn't, and he was positive he was going to get picked on for it.

It wasn't that he had anything against gay people. Rather, Jaemin had said it in such a disgusted tone, he worried more people would be disgusted with him. That, and he feared word would get out and find his parents.

More specifically, Jaemin was going to bother him about it with his little twerp ass friends. That, he didn't care about. He knew Jaemin hated him. But the others was where he was concerned.

"That's true. Class hasn't started though..." Seokjin lifted his head to look at the woman. Resting his chin on his palm, he met her cold gaze with his exhausted one.

Jungkook shut the door behind him right as the bell rang. He knew what it meant, but after getting used to it for a few years, he didn't exactly care. As he walked to his seat, Ms. Lee sighed dramatically and opened up her mouth again. With that big mouth of hers, she always had something to say.

"Would it kill you to be early?" She raised a brow and gave the male a pointed look when he hummed happily.

"Would it kill you to have a good attitude?" Jungkook shot back, sitting down in his seat and dropping his backpack down by his feet. To say he was still pissed at Ms. Lee for yesterday was an understatement.

She exhaled heavily to keep her cool, shrugging off the comment to the best of her ability. Although some giggles were going around the room, all she had to do was give the few students a look to shut them up.

Once she regained her composure, she cleared her throat and began speaking loudly to gather her students attention. Seokjin stared at the woman with tired eyes, not realizing he had already started zoning out.

Jungkook, taking advantage of the teacher writing on the board, reached over and poked at Seokjin's arm a few times. He repeatedly tapped the arm until Seokjin finally looked over at him with a confused expression.

Jungkook slipped Seokjin a small piece of paper as he kept his eyes on Ms. Lee. When the woman turned around, he quickly put his hands in his lap as if he had been sitting that way all along.

Frowning, Seokjin dropped his eyes down to his lap as he slowly unfolded the paper. As he read the writing, he couldn't help the smile that spread on his face.

I'll protect ya if anyone tries anything ;)

Seokjin rolled his eyes and lifted his head back up. He waited for the teacher to turn back around to write his response, which took a little extra time, since he wanted to make it look funky. So that Jungkook could tell it was sarcasm, of course.

My kNiGhT iN sHiNiNg ArMoR. Ha ha. Appreciate the sentiment lmao.

Seokjin quickly tossed it over to Jungkook, but luck wasn't on his side. Jungkook had barley been given the chance to read the note before Ms. Lee raised her voice at the two.

"Passing notes? Give it here." She walked around her desk and over to Jungkook's. Holding out her hand, she tapped her foot against the floor impatiently. Her challenging gaze met Jungkook's daring one.

Jungkook smiled and crinkled it up, sticking it in his mouth right after. His smile never left his face as he replied, while chewing, "No, I don't think I will."
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This last part was based off of a kid from public school who actually ate paper because of a similar situation. Yes, seriously.

The way my mother forgot to put the car in park and we just started flying backwards- MY SOUL LEFT MY BODY. My panicked 'mOM- MOM WHY ARE WE ROLLING??' has me dead goodbye! HAVW A LOVELY WEEKEND HAHA ILY