Who Knew // YoonMin

2| Nobody's Mr. Popular

~ Jimin's POV ~

It's lunchtime. 

Tae and Kooki are still going on about my glorious butt drop. Tae is once again imitating the so-called 'butt smash'-sound and Kooki is busy laughing at his funny faces - along with some other people. 

Although I'm embarrassed, I'm seriously lucky to call these two idiots my best friends. Ever since we met in middle school, our passion for dancing, singing and playing video games melted us together and now I simply can't imagine my life without them. 

I know they mean well and I know they would never bully me or anything but I'm so freaking self-conscious and insecure that--- sometimes all those comments hurt.  

But anyways- here we are, having lunch and acting all stupid when a certain someone walks by. I don't know why, but his smell kind of caught my attention. Weird? Yeah, but... It's the same smell from earlier... I'd recognize it anywhere to be honest. Park Jimin what are you thinking?!

Suddenly a napkin lands right on top of his left shoe, and it seems like the world stops moving. I'm confused. Everyone's frowning. A girl starts apologizing like crazy and whimpers as Yoongi turns to face her. 

What is it with everyone acting so scared? He's just looking at her! 

He simply picks up the napkin and throws it into the nearest garbage can. After that, he lazily returns his tray with an indifferent look on his face. Just like this morning, he let's it go. He doesn't even seem to care that everyone's afraid of him... but doesn't he seem... sad?

I tilt my head and let my tongue stick out a little. I remember his gentle touch and shy gaze towards me. It still makes my heart beat a little faster. He was so amazingly kind and polite.

"Excuse me, but I need that back."

I mean, I literally threw the book at his face. But he never... I mean, I would've hit Tae for sure. But him... he just minded his own business. He just let it go.

And that guy is supposed to be all tough and aggressive and shit? 

A smile crawls up my chubby cheeks. Tch. Never. 

A slight slap on my left shoulder pulls me back to the present. Tae looks down at me with a smirk. Oh no. No no no no no.

T: "Wasn't that your honey boo?" 

JK: "What? Where? Who?"

I sigh. Poor Jungkooki, always one step behind.

T: "Chim Chim, I never saw that look on your face before."

He leans down as he whispers to my ear with a raspy voice:

T: "Are you gonna eat him up later?" 

My eyes widen in disbelieve. From the corner of my eyes, I see Yoongi exiting the canteen and that's when I blow up.

JM: "Tae, you son of a-- Can't you at least keep your dirty thoughts to yourself? Aish, I'm out."

Tae chuckles as I get up and throw my bag over my shoulder. I ruffle his hair, mumbling 'little brat' as he waves goodbye. Jungkook has a confused look on his face which is why Taehyung starts to pick on him instead.

I walk through the doors and take a deep breath. Damnit. I actually did think of Yoongi-hyung in a weird way, didn't I? Where did he go anyways? I never see him around after lunch...

My feet drag me around school aimlessly. The halls are crowded with giggling girls and annoyed boyfriends so I just keep moving. I pass the gardens with all the flirting and kissing couples, and end up strolling toward the lawn near our school gym.