Not your Oppa.

{II}

All through Yoongi's high school years both junior and senior never once was he in a relationship.

His friends and basketball teammates teased him for it.

After all,

You either had brains,

Were good in sports,

Good looking or

At least had a hot chick by your side.

Most boys preferred to have all. Being the top dog was most important at puberty.

All that didn't bother him though.

He was different.

He knew this quite too well.

They wouldn't understand. He was fine if they didn't.

The girl he longed for was abroad.

That pill was now easier to swallow because he was sixteen.

He couldn't go around shedding random tears as he did two years ago when she left.

His goal was slightly different.

It had grown slightly bigger.

Big Feng had told him everything.

Now more than ever he wanted to make her happy when she came back.

He wanted to avenge her parents' death.

The family took everything away from her.

He wanted to make them pay.

He wanted to find her lost brother for her.

So that everyone can stop call him her Oppa.

Yoongi hated the name.

The name held him back from what he truly wanted.

He wanted to love her.

That confession kind of loving.

"Did she get me anything?" A voice asked dissolving Yoongi's thoughts.

He gave a sharp nod to his best friend.

Hoseok.

They had been acquaintances ever since Hoseok moved into an apartment above them with his family.

The girl he loved was the only reason they became friends in the first place.

Hoseok always took her side over Yoongi's.

Of course, she would love Hoseok.

Yoongi's blood still bubbles whenever he remembers the tiny kisses she would bless Hoseok with on the cheek.

Both his cheeks!

He wanted kisses too.

"Yeah, she can't forget you." Yoongi rolled his eyes playfully unzipping his sling bag pulling out a red neatly ribboned box.