The bad boy stole my bra (On Hold)

The stolen bra

(Its a long chap😜)

Things were going absolutely great. Me and yoongi got together, well not to the point where we were dating but we were besties. He used to take me out on dates but I never considered asking him if we were actually dating.

He seemed a nice guy. A very calming person but sometimes he acts sketchy, I usually catch him talking to his friends but whenever his eyes catches my gaze he swiftly turns around almost as if telling them to leave.

I didn't wanted to get in his personal life but it really bothered me. He made up for it multiple times, if you know what I mean.

I was walking back to my home when I saw a very familiar silver head. Yes......our class president had changed his hair colour multiple times making me pity his hair. His hair was fluffy and nice but any more of these dyes he just might end up getting bald and I don't think I'm ready to see that.

I skipped my way over to him and lunged forward as an attempt to trip him but he swiftly doged me. I quickly took multiple steps to steady myself and not actually kiss the side walk. I glared at him but he kept walking.

It's not like him and I were enemies, we were rather "friends". We weren't that close but we hung out with each other and shared some secrets. But he was acting a bit off today.

I saw him sulking in the corner even when it was his job to be attentive in the class. I also saw him giving me side glances every now and then and occasionally checking me out shamelessly. Who was I to say anything to him. I didn't had a boyfriend anyways.

"Hey" he acknowledged my existence.

I nudged his shoulder,"You know you can tell me right?"

He raised his eyebrows,"tell you what?"

I sighed and stopped in my track but he kept walking making me groan. "Would you stop for a second!? I dont have legs like yours okay?"

He slowly stopped a couple feet  away from me but didn't face me. It made me really confused because normally he would be the one who – even though he knows how madly I'm in love with yoongi– throws pick up lines at me and annoys me. I wish I could deny the fact that they still made me flustered.

"You've been acting differently"

His body turned towards me but he still kept his eyes away from mine. "What do you mean?"

"I mean something is wrong and you're not telling me what it is" I flatly replied to his confused face.

He let out a huge puff of breath and ran a hand through his hair. A sign that showed he was stressed or rather thinking. I actually grew really fond of his habit of doing so, it was weirdly attractive.

"You have no business in knowing so"

Ouch

I frowned and stepped closer to him. "Ofcourse I do you're my-" I pursed my lips tightly. Yes we talked but I wouldn't consider us friends or atleast not infront of him. I've never said nor him that we are friends but we talked.

"You're my what?"

His cold, dark orbs darted towards mine. His gaze could kill. His triggering gaze pushed me more to say what I wasn't expecting to say. "You're my friend okay? And I care about you" look I still worried about him. He smoked and drank alot nowadays and I was not having a pleasant feeling about this.

"Friend?" I ignored his scoff of disbelief. I didn't understand why he was so offended by this term, it's not like we were enemies right?

"You actually consider us friends"