Senpai | yoonmin

13 / Bastards

Yoongi's POV

Beads of sweats drip down the player's glistening forehead as the male continues to jog up towards the towering hoop with his basketball following behind after making contact with the court's rubber band surface, bouncing along uselessly until Yoongi gets a hold of it and aimed to score.

The black-haired male's focused eyes followed along with his ball that was now in the air for 2 maximum seconds before it finally lands straight into the hoop without any effort being made. He sighed and went to take a hold of it again.

His skills rustled a bit at first but after a few days of practice, Yoongi managed to regain his ability to play basketball back and now he's undefeatable! Well not quite since Jimin isn't there cheering for him like when he did for Jackson.

For a fact, the popular freshman doesn't even know who he is, they never said a word to each other except the letters Yoongi would send of course and not to lie, his attempts were pathetic to be exact.

However, Yoongi still couldn't get himself to ask the freshman for a single meet up and it was no surprise, he's a coward after all...a coward that couldn't save his parents from the tragedy that happens right before his very own eyes.

"Argh." Yoongi groaned a little as he gently massages his back and upper arms. Playing for hours and hours just to simply get nothing out of it is tiring.

Suddenly as the determined senior was about to start his scoring session again, the double doors swung open and a loose T-shirt male walks in while looking much refreshed compare to him who didn't even bother in taking a glimpse at who might want to use the school's gym at this time.

"Oh sup man! Didn't know you still play basketball." Jackson greeted but frowned a little once his eyes landed on the leather ball in his friend's large pale sweaty hands. "I thought Yoongi quitted playing ever since 8th grade."

"It's been a long time but ye, I'm back at it now." Yoongi offered a tiny smile as his eyes scanned Jackson from head to toe, wondering how the fuck Jimin even liked the dude. You must be kidding me Park, is this really the guy you wanna suck?

"Let's have a match, 's been a long time my friend."

"Guess I can't say no to that."

Feeling determined than ever, Yoongi gets into his position and so does Jackson who is now looking at him with smiley eyes but oppositely from the relaxed foreigner was a beast who is more than ready to win.

"3...2...1 Start!"

To say the match was normal is an understatement, not at how Yoongi's ball would accidentally walk straight out of his hands and falls directly onto the other player's head but sometimes even arms or back if Yoongi missed his aim.

As the match was coming to an end, the black-haired senior dribbles the ball across the court to his opponent's side just to get it snatch away because of Jackson's great defending skills.

They were both neck and neck judging by the score of 11:11, there was no heads up of who might be the winner.

Annoyed that his ball was taken, Yoongi chased the player down but instead of trying to get the ball back by obeying the rules like what good sportsmen would do, he lurches his left foot out with a sly smirk.

And soon, he was successful in tripping Jackson up to the floor which quickly escalated in the player yelping loudly as his face made contact with the hard rubber floor.

"Woah sorry...didn't mean that!" Yoongi almost immediately crouched down beside his friend, trying to keep his laughter in behind a worried expression that does not match with his true intentions at all.