𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴: #yoonminau where basketballer Yoongi has a secret admirer who always comes to watch him practice every day. Yoongi gets infatuated too and decides to ask him out, only to get a reply he had never been expecting.

It was 5:00 pm sharp and Min Yoongi was on the court doing his warm up. He finished with his lay ups and stopped to take a sip of his water as he glanced at the benches and smiled. The cute boy was there, right on time.

Yoongi didn’t know who he was, which grade he was in, or anything else really. The boy would show up every day to watch him practice without fail. He'd try to be subtle about, pretending to draw on the sketchbook he always brought along with him, but Yoongi wasn’t blind.

The boy was adorable with soft pink hair, bright bubbly cheeks and cute little eyes that lit up whenever Yoongi scored a point or got applauded by his coach. It was cute, and it was safe to say that Yoongi was very much interested in him too.

But the boy had never made any attempt to approach or talk to him, he always just watched him from afar. Yoongi decided that he was probably just shy. But Yoongi certainly wasn’t and he decided to finally ask him out today.

He waited until practice was over to approach him. The boy’s eyes widened in surprise when he saw Yoongi walking towards him and he quickly covered his face with his sketch pad to hide. Yoongi chuckled and playfully grabbed the sketch pad away from him to have a look at it.

To his shock, on the opened page was a drawing of him midair, dunking the ball into the basket. The boy whined and made grabby hands at him in an attempt to get back his sketchbook but Yoongi wasn't letting go.

Yoongi's eyes widened as he quickly flipped through the pages of the book, discovering more sketches of him, all in different actions and poses. He turned to the cute little boy who was now blushing bright red, “You drew this?!?!”

The boy stared at him for a second before slowly nodding once. Yoongi was extremely flattered and the drawings were so good too! He grinned at the cute boy, “What’s your name?” The boy didn’t reply.

“Um Which class are you in?” Yoongi tried again but still got no reply. He was a little put off. Was Jimin mad at him or something? Maybe he was looking too much into it and Jimin only wanted him as a model and didn’t actually like him?

It was a little embarrassing to get ignored like this. He tried one last time, “You seem like a very sweet boy & I’d love to take you out sometime… What do you say?” The boy just stared at him those soft eyes & Yoongi couldn’t take the awkwardness or the embarrassment anymore.

He turned to leave but the boy caught him by the wrist quickly with his pudgy little hands. Yoongi looked back exasperatedly to see Jimin flip to the last page of his sketchbook.

Jimin looked at him with a pout before showing him the page hesitantly and Yoongi’s heart stopped. Because there on the paper in big bold letters were the words ‘I am Mute.’

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2 HOURS LATER: Yoongi was balls deep inside one of his daily hookups when his phone rang. He groaned and pulled out, ignoring the girl’s whine of protest and reached over to the bedside to grab his phone. He rolled his eyes when he saw the caller ID,

“What the fuck do you want Donghyuk? I’m kinda busy right now.” “Dude how did it go with that guy?” Yoongi sighed, completely getting off of the bed and pulling on some boxers before heading to the balcony, ignoring the girl’s cursing from the bedroom.

She wasn’t that great of a fuck anyways. “It went… fine I guess? Apparently the kid is mute or something.” Yoongi mumbled. “What?! Really? What are you planning on doing then?” Donghyuk asked.

Yoongi ran a hand through his messy hair, “The same as I usually do with the rest of my hookups. Take him out, fuck him a couple of times then tell him that I don’t do relationships if he gets too clingy. I don't care if he's mute, I really don’t want turn him down, he’s so hot."

Donghyuk snorted, “Is he really that good?” “You haven’t seen that face man. And his lips good lord!” Yoongi groaned, almost popping a boner just thinking about it. “Yeah yeah whatever, just don’t forget about the party tonight.” Donghyuk reminded him before hanging up.

Yoongi sighed, thinking about the pink haired boy. His name was Jimin or something. Their meeting had turned out to be a little awkward after Jimin had revealed to him that he was mute. Yoongi had sort of panicked, and had hurriedly asked for his number before

telling him that he had to go somewhere and fled the place. He had not been expecting that at all, it kind of embarrassed him because he was usually super smooth with his hookups. But one thing was for sure.

Mute or not, Yoongi was definitely getting a taste of that ass. He wondered if Jimin would be okay with going out this week itself or maybe that was too fast. Yoongi scrolled through his contacts until he landed on the one he wanted & smirked. There was only one way to find out.

Jimin practically skipped his way back home, his tiny body shaking with excitement. He couldn’t believe what had happened today! He reached home and immediately went over to the kitchen to give his big brother Seokjin a surprise hug.

Seokjin jumped in shock when jimin pounced on him and laughed when he saw who it was. He pinched his cheek lovingly, "how was school baby?" 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥! Jimin signed back rapidly. “I’m making lasagna for dinner. Can you tell Joonie that the kitchen light is broken?

He’s upstairs in the study.” Jimin nodded with a smile and bounded up the stairs, coming to a stop when he reached the study where Seokjin’s boyfriend and the headmaster of his school, Namjoon, was sitting at his desk, back hunched over a pile of paperwork.

Jimin knocked on the door slowly and Namjoon looked up, smiling when he saw the boy, “Hi buddy, how was school?” Jimin quickly signed that it was great and informed him about what Jin wanted him to know before going back to his own bedroom.

He flopped on to his bed & curled into the sheets, his heart thundering in his chest as he thought about the day’s events. Min Yoongi finally talked to him!!! Jimin hadn’t expected him to even notice him, much less talk to him or ask for his number.

He pressed his hands against his cheeks in a meek attempt to stop his blushing, failing miserably. He quickly texted his bestfriend Taehyung about the good news and sighed in happiness. He wondered how their date would be.

Would Yoongi take him to the amusement park?? Or perhaps a cat café? Would it be like those romantic movies that he watched together with Jin hyung and Tae?

Jimin couldn't believe this was happening. He had thought that Yoongi would definitely turn him down after finding out that he was mute. He wondered how Yoongi had even figured out about his crush on him, Jimin thought he had done a pretty good job at being subtle!!

He couldn't wait to boast about it to Tae. Jimin had always wanted a fairytale story. And it was finally here!! Min Yoongi was so perfect. He was handsome, had a wonderful smile and had so much passion for his sport.

He loved the way Yoongi would be the first to show up at practice as well as the last one to leave. Jimin wondered if he showed the same love he gave to basketball, to his lovers too. It reminded him of his own passion for ballet.

He smiled, excited to meet Yoongi again. Jimin was already excited. His blush deepened as he pondered over whether Yoongi would kiss him at the end of their date, just like in the movies. He squealed and his toes curled up at the meer thought of it.

Suddenly his phone pinged with a notification. He stared at it in shock when he realised who it was. Min Yoongi was texting him!!! #yoonmin #yoonminau #jimin

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Jimin chewed on his lip worriedly. He actually had ballet on Friday but surely he could skip it just this once right? Lots of people in school skipped classes to go hangout with their boyfriends. Surely it wouldn't be too much of a big deal.

The actual hard part would be trying to convince Seokjin and Namjoon to let him go on a date. He’s never talked about any crushes he’s had on anyone before and he didn’t know how they would react to something like this all of a sudden. Well, there was only one way to find out.

Jimin giggled when he saw the spam of messages Taehyung was sending him, demanding for answers, but decided to be a pest and seen zone him. Tae could wait for awhile. “Jiminie, dinner’s ready. Come down soon!” Seokjin’s voice rang out from downstairs.

When he went downstairs, Joon and jin were already seated at the table & greeted him with a fond smile. He took a seat & let Jin serve him a large chunk of lasagna. He dug right in & moaned at the taste. Jin hyung truly had hands of magic to be able to make something this good.

He waited for some time, letting his hyungs talk about trivial everyday things while he thought about how to tell them abt the news. Halfway into the dinner, Namjoon and Jin got into a heated argument about laundry.

“How many times do I have to tell you to NOT mix the reds with whites Joonie?!” Seokjin scolded. “Well then you should’ve kept the two piles of clothes sepe-“ Jimin decided to intervene by tapping on the dinner table lightly with his fork.

They both finally turned to look at him and Namjoon sighed, “What is it, sweetie?” Jimin took a deep breath before signing, “𝐼’𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝐹𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑦."

The room fell into silence for a moment as his hyungs' eyes became comically large & Jin dropped his spoon in shock, both of them staring at him as if he just announced his pregnancy. A second later, the room plunged into chaos as Seokjin & Namjoon bombarded him with questions.

“Who is it? Does he study in our school? Which grade? How does he know you? What if he’s a bad guy? I don’t think this is such a good idea.” Namjoon rambled. Seokjin rolled his eyes at his boyfriend in annoyance before turning to Jimin with a sweet smile,

“Don’t listen to Joonie, honey. You go have fun but only after your ballet class gets over okay? And be back home by 9.” “10?” Jimin pleaded, puppy eyes in full force. Jin sighed, “Okay fine. 10 and not a minute later.” “𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑗𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑒 ℎ𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑔!” Jimin beamed.

Namjoon shook his head,“I still don’t agree with this. What if the guy turns out to be an asshole? Or is just using Jimin? There r so many things that could go wrong” Jimin frowned at Namjoon as he signed with an angry pout on his face,

“𝐻𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑠𝑡, ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑡, 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡-" “Okay that’s enough Min.” Jin laughed fondly. He faced his lover with a pointed look, “Don’t ruin Jimin’s first date for him already Joonie. He’ll be fine, it’s good thing that he’s trying new things.”

Namjoon stared at them for a second before groaning and throwing his head back, “Fine… But if this guys breaks Jiminie’s heart, he’s SO dead.” Jimin grinned widely, getting up to go give his hyung a hug, ”𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢!!”

Seokjin smiled, “Oh trust me, if he breaks minnie's heart or something like that happens, he’ll have to deal with me.” Weirdly enough, an angry Seokjin was so much more scarier than death.

--- Friday took a little too long to arrive but when it finally did, Jimin was a bundle of nerves. He met Taehyung at school that morning, squealing with over the details of his date tonight and how he's feeling. “I’m so happy for you Jiminie.” Taehyung smiled widely before

before looking him up and down & smirking, “Okay you did the right thing by wearing these jeans. They make your ass looks great! Was on purpose right?” Jimin gasped, blushing in embarrassment as he slapped Tae on the shoulder, making him laugh kouder. He wasn't wrong though.

They talked for a little while longer and Jimin promised to call him after the date got over as they parted ways for class. Maybe it was because Jimin was so nervous but the entire day flew by extremely fast and next thing he knew, the bell rang, signaling that school was over.

He forced himself to take deep breaths to calm himself down. It's just a date. Peopl did this all the time. He was going to be fine. He quickly got up, looking outside to see Yoongi standing near the entrance of his class looking bored, tapping his foot on the floor impatiently.

Yoongi didn’t know why Jimin was taking so long, did he get the wrong classroom maybe? People were already starting to stare. He turned to leave when he felt a small hand tap his shoulder lightly. It was Jimin. Also 𝑊𝑜𝑎ℎ...

Yoongi trailed his gaze up and down Jimin’s body shamelessly, not caring that they were in the middle of the hallway. He had to admit, Jimin looked cute as fuck.

He was wearing a pastel pink oversized sweatshirt which showed off his delicate collarbones and pale smooth skin with tight blue skinny jeans which accentuated every curve of his leg. Fuck, Yoongi couldn’t wait to fuck him.

Then he looked down at his face, shy eyes and blushing cheeks and he almost cooed right then and there because… how can someone be so cute?!?! His body moved out of its own volition and before he could realize what was happening, he had reached to pinch Jimin’s cheek lightly.

Jimin’s eyes grew wide and he let out a squeak of embarrassment. Yoongi flushed, immediately retracting his hand and clearing his throat awkwardly, “Um So shall we leave?” Jimin nodded.

He walked them to his SUV, smiling fondly when a look of awe passed over Jimin’s face at the sight of the car. The amusement park wasn’t too faraway so the car drive wasn’t too long, it was mostly just Jimin fiddling with the hem of his sweatshirt nervously.

Yoongi found it cute that this kid was so fucking enamored by him. He definitely doesn’t know that Yoongi is a playboy then. Yoongi almost felt bad that this was going to be a one time thing. They got out of the car and Yoongi bought them the entry tickets before they went in.

“Where do you want to go first?” Yoongi asked, looking around at all the rides. Jimin was practically bouncing with excitement as he pointed to the roller coaster excitedly, a huge grin on his face and Yoongi gulped. Well fuck.

Jimin tugged at his sleeve lightly, an eyebrow raised as if he could sense something was wrong. Yoongi quickly straightened up, “Yea of course, let’s go there then.” he muttered. They made their way to the rollercoaster & Yoongi’s hands started to shake slightly.

It's ok Yoongi, he told himself, be confident, don't lose your cool. Did he have a fear of heights? Maybe. But surely it couldn’t be too bad right? It was just a ride afterall.

It was bad. It was extremely fucking bad. Yoongi had screamed his lungs out throughout the entire ride and it had been extremely embarrassing. Thank god no one from his school had seen it except for Jimin who had been absolutely delighted and happy throughout the ride.

Yoongi quite liked a smiling Jimin. He smiled with his entire face, his eyes turned into small crescents and his cheeks bunched up adorably. It was cute. They went on a few other rides after that and Yoongi realized that this wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

He had been apprehensive about this at the start becuz it seemed too romantic & that was NOT what he was going for. He thought he’d just have to take him to a movie or maybe dinner before they fucked. Keep things short, simple & uncomplicated but Jimin clearly had other plans.

But this was pretty fun too and Yoongi found himself having a pretty good time. Two hours later, they were seated one of the park benches, Jimin munching on a corndog while Yoongi sipped his iced americano.

After a while, the silence started to feel a little awkward and Yoongi didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t used to making actual conversation with his dates. Suddenly his phone pinged with a notification. To his surprise, it was a text message from Jimin.

“𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝟮𝟬 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀?” Yoongi looked at him in surprise before smiling lightly and shrugging, “Sure. You go first.”

“𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀? 𝗛𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗳𝘂𝗻𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿!” Yoongi scoffed, “Pfft. No way. Do I look like a wimp to you?” Jimin gave him a pointed look and Yoongi groaned, slumping down the bench,

“Okay okay I do. But don’t ever tell anyone that Ok?” Jimin nodded at him with a sweet smile. Yoongi realized it was his turn & decided to ask him something that has been on his mind since the start of the date, “Are you a virgin?” He was sure he wasn't but needed confirmation.

To his shock, beside him, Jimin immediately stilled, biting his lip nervously as he looked down before slowly nodding once. Yoongi gulped, trying to not let his panic show. What the fuck?!?! The kid was a virgin. This complicated things sooo much more than Yoongi thought. Ughhh.

Clearly they both viewed this date as two completely different things. Yoongi wanted to fuck but Jimin apparently wanted to date. His phone pinged with a text again. “𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝘀𝗸𝗲𝘁𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵?”

Yoongi tilted his head to the side in thought, “I dunno. I’ve been playing it ever since I was a kid and it’s become my passion. I like the feeling of scoring points and winning, it’s empowering. My dad doesn’t approve of it too much but I love playing it.”

Jimin was looking at him so fondly that Yoongi almost felt a little overwhelmed, “Um do you have any interests?” Jimin brightened up, “𝗜 𝗱𝗼! 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝘁, 𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗸𝗶𝗱

& 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗼 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹.” Yoongi could only imagine what Jimin would be able to do with a body like that, “I’d love to see you dance some time."

He wasn’t too good at flirty talk but he felt satisfied, watching Jimin’s cheeks turn rosy at his words. They played for a little while longer and Yoongi discovered quite a lot abt the boy, Jimin likes pastel colours and cute things, has a bff called Tae or something and

and he lived with his elder brother and his boyfriend. It was starting to get late and Yoongi wanted to get things going so they could finally fuck and get it over with but Jimin insisted on taking a ride on the Ferris wheel before they left.

It was a little to romantic and cliché for Yoongi but one look at Jimin’s puppy dog eyes & he relented. They sat side by side on the seat, the thighs touching as they were slowly lifted in the air. Thankfully it wasn’t too high up or too fast so Yoongi wasn’t uncomfortable.

He could feel Jimin sneaking stares at him, the younger was more obvious that he thought. Yoongi took deep breathe before taking Jimin’s hand in his and interlocking their fingers. If Jimin wanted this to be sappy then okay, he'd do just that.

He placed a hand on Jimin’s cheek, his thumb brushing over his cheekbone lightly. Jimin closed his eyes as Yoongi brought his face close and their lips met for a sweet kiss. Yoongi angled his face, deepening the kiss and he could tell that Jimin was a little inexperienced with

how hesitant he was being but that's ok. Yoongi bit gently at the boy’s lip & he opened up, the kiss was not too light or too deep, it was just perfect. They broke apart a few minutes later, to catch their breaths. Yoongi stared as Jimin slowly opened his eyes & smiled at him.

The view from the ride was beautiful but Yoongi preferred to look at Jimin's shyness instead. It was prettier. Once they had reached the ground, they got off but the the atmosphere b/w them was different now, it was somehow more intimate, the effects of the kiss still lingering.

Yoongi lead them back to his car & they got in. Silence loomed over them again. This was it. This was his only chance. Car sex wasn’t his favorite but it would have to do for now. He brought Jimin in for a kiss again & the boy although surprised, was pliant to his touch.

Yoongi added tongue, deepening the kiss and letting his hand climb down from Jimin’s shoulder. There were a million running through Yoongi’s brain. He never had feelings for anyone in a long time, still didn’t. He only fucked around, and not more than twice with the same person.

He hated relationships and people and feelings. These no strings attached, fuck n go type stuff were so much more convenient for him. He didn't care if he used people, or if they fell for him. That's not his fault. That's usually how it is with his hookups.

But this wasn’t just one of his hookups. This was Park Jimin. Sweet innocent beautiful park Jimin who genuinely liked him. Honestly, Jimin deserved sooo much more than Yoongi. He deserved to be loved and have someone who loved him take his virginity.

He deserved his cliché sappy stuff and chocolates and hugs and kisses and everything he wanted. He didn't deserve to be just a one time fuck, he deserved to be treated well. And he certainly deserved someone better than Yoongi.

Suddenly Yoongi felt disgusted at himself for even thinking abt laying a finger on Jimin. He immediately removed his hand from Jimin’s waist and broke the kiss. Jimin’s lips were swollen from kissing, his hair mussed up a little, his cheeks a dusty pink and his eyes hooded.

Yoongi almost stopped breathing for a second as he stared at him. Fuck Park Jimin was so beautiful. Stop it, Yoongi. You’ll get nowhere if you’re like this. You’re both better off without each other.” He scolded himself mentally.

He made Jimin text him his address and decided to take him back home. The drive back home was silent but Jimin looked happy and content, a small smile gracing his pretty lips as he gazed out of the window at the passing world.

When they finally reached, Jimin picked up his phone again and started typing. Few seconds later, Yoongi got a text “𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴. 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗳𝘂𝗻! 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻. 𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁!

Yoongi felt a pang in his heart as he read that Jimin wanted to do this again. He was starting to feel worse by the second. How could he even think of wanting a casual fuck with Jimin? He deserved so much more. They were definitely better off without each other.

But Yoongi gave him a small smile and a nod as he watched him get out of the car. Jimin walked to his side of the car and leaned in, shyly placing a chaste kiss on Yoongi’s cheek.

Yup, Yoongi thought as he watched the front door close shut. He should definitely stay away from him. He quickly texted one of his other hookups Sumi to meet him at his house before driving off. This was for the best.

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Yoongi really really wanted to just move on &forget that his date with Jimin ever happened. But that was a little hard to do when the entire fcking school was talking &asking him about it. He swore to god, if one more fcking person asked him about it, he will absolutely lose it.

Someone tapped him on the shoulder,“Hey Min-“ Ok that’s it. Yoongi shoved the guy’s hand off his shoulder &started yelling, “No No NO I didn’t fuck Park jimin. He’s not my boyfriend & we’re not dating ok? NOW FUCK OFF.” He panted angrily,recovering from his passionate outburst.

The boy stared at him with wide eyes and awkwardly cleared his throat, “Umm ok but I just wanted to tell you that Mr. Kim asked you to meet him in the headmaster’s office…” Yoongi groaned. Could this day get any worse?!?!

He reluctantly trudged his way to the headmaster’s office and (loudly)knocked on the door before making his way in and sitting down on a chair lazily. He heard a sigh and faced his teacher with a bored look. Kim Namjoon was not a bad teacher, he was fair,

responsible, friendly & kind but they had met each other for the first time in the worst possible circumstances. One that included getting caught by him while Yoongi was fucking a girl in one of the closets. In his defense, the girl had come onto him frst but noone believed him.

And unfortunately, that wasn’t a one time occurrence either. So yeah the teacher didn’t exactly love him to bits but whatever. Mr. Kim cleared his throat, “Mr. Min it has come to my notice that you missed your detention last Friday. May I know why?”

“Personal problems sir.” Yoongi lied smoothly. Mr. Kim gave him an unimpressed look, clearly not buying it, “For what reasons?” “Personal reasons Mr. Kim. Am I really obligated to tell you every part of my private life?” Yoongi asked as if he had been offended.

Namjoon pinched the bridge of his nose exasperatedly, “Yoongi why are you doing this?” Yoongi gave him an innocent look, “I have no idea what you’re talking about Mr. Kim.” Namjoon’s left eye twitched and a look of challenge appeared on his face,

“Is that so? That’s okay, you can have detention for the next three days to make up for the one you missed then. You may leave now, Mr. Min.” Yoongi scoffed and shot his teacher a dirty look and stood up as Namjoon gave him a smug smile in return.

“Oh & also, you were caught smoking on school premises again, am I right? Five days of detention then.” Yoongi heard Namjoon say with a saccharine smile& Yoongi decided to leave before his punishments could increase, slamming the door on his way out. Yup, worst fucking day EVER.

When he went to basketball practice that evening, he saw Jimin sitting at the benches with his sketchbook in hand already, waving shyly when he saw him. His frown immediately melted & he waved back at the cute boy with a small smile. God, Was he becoming soft for this kid now?

Hell no straighten up Min Yoongi, he reprimanded himself. He went into the changing rooms to change & saw a group of boy snickering together. One of them, Sangho, was especially gleeful, shooting Yoongi smirks every now & then as they gossiped like fucking neighborhood aunties.

Yoongi hated many people in this world but Sangho was at the top of that list. That guy has been bothering Yoongi for years now, sleeping with the chicks that Yoongi slept with, always rivalling him in basketball, and challenging him in literally every single thing out there.

One of them whistled teasingly as Yoongi passed by, “Heard you got yourself a cute lil lover yoongles.” Sangho snorted, “Isn’t that kid mute or something? That’s fucking weird. So when you fuck him, does he just stay si-“

“I swear to god, you continue that sentence and I’ll fucking kill you.” Yoongi hissed, gritting his teeth. “Or what? You know what, the kid’s not that bad actually. If he slept with you, then he’ll definitely sleep with m-“ Yoongi punched him on the face. Hard.

Sangho groaned in pain,clutching the side of his face which was now sporting a bruise. “This is so not over, you’ll fucking pay Min.” Sangho seethed. Yoongi gave him an unbothered look, “Let’s see if you can beat me at basketball first loser.” He sneered before leaving to change.

Yoongi didn’t know what had gotten over him at that second, he’d just felt so protective of Jimin & when that asshole said all those nasty things, he just couldn’t stop himself. He shouldn’t have acted so rashly but eh whatever, it’s not like his reputation could get any worse.

Their coach split them up into two teams & let them play against each other. Sangho was on the other team as always. The match started & Yoongi dribbled the ball effortlessly, dodging opponents smoothly & dunking the ball into the basket with perfected ease.

He turned to look at Jimin who was smiling widely at him, clapping his hands in congratulations. It was a good feeling &Yoongi would be lying if he said that his heart didn’t flutter atall. Stop it, Yoongi. He scolded himself mentally. You’re supposed to stay AWAY from the kid.

He sighed and turned back to see Sangho smirking at him and then pointedly looking at Jimin and winking. Ugh. What did this guy even want? Yoongi shot him his middle finger before going back to the game. The other team had the ball now and one of the guys passed it to Sangho.

Sangho dribbled the ball expertly, he wasn’t a bad player, now approaching Yoongi near the basket. They were moving fast around each other and Yoongi knew that Sangho could easily shoot into the basket, he was too close and Yoongi wouldn’t able to block him at this angle.

Sangho shot Yoongi a taunting smirk before leaping up and readying his arm, but instead of shooting it into the basket, he turned to the side threw it hard, right at Jimin’s head. His aim did not miss.

Jimin immediately burst into tears, clutching at his head pitifully. Yoongi saw red. He wanted to beat the living crap out of Sangho and he definitely will, but right now Jimin needed him more than this douchebag. He rushed to where Jimin was sitting and tried to calm him down.

The poor boy was in hysterics, soft hiccups escaping his mouth as he cried. He reached his arms out to Yoongi and Yoongi carefully picked him up in arms, deciding to take him to the nurse’s office. Their coach was too busy scolding Sangho to notice them leave anyways.

Jimin’s head was throbbing so much & he couldn’t make out much of what was happening. His head was pressed against Yoongi’s chest &he could hear Yoongi's heart thundering underneath the flesh. He tried to focus on the steady sound of his heartbeat & calm himself down but it was

hard to drown out the roaring sound in his head. He could see spots everywhere & it hurt so badly when he clenched his teeth. He felt faint. He was slowly put down on a bed and he lifted his head up slowly to look around, realizing that they were in the nurse’s office now.

Yoongi sat next to him on a chair and sighed, throwing his face in his hands and sighing. Was he sad? Was he worried? Jimin couldn't believe that Yoongi had carried him here, he looked pretty upset too. It felt good to be taken care of by Yoongi. It showed that he cared.

The nurse was a kind lady but Jimin could hardly make out what she was saying over the roaring sound in his head. He nodded blearily & his vision started to blur, the throbbing in his head increased & he felt numb as he fell back onto the bed & closed his eyes, now unconscious.

Suddenly, the door was thrown open and Taehyung barged into the room, frantically rushing to check on Jimin. He looked over him in worry for a few seconds before turning to face Yoongi angrily, “What the fuck did you do to him?”

His words felt like bullet's to Yoongi's heart. What made Taehyung think that Yoongi would do something like this to Jimin? Yea, he wasn't the nicest person on earth but he wasn't a monster either. Yoongi scoffed, “It wasn’t me, it was someone else from the basketball team.”

Taehyung just shook his head, “You can leave now, I’m here for Jimin now.” It hurt a little that even Taehyung didn’t seen to believe him but whatever. Fuck him. Yoongi didn't care. It was probably for the best that he left anyways.

He really wanted to deal all his frustrations onto Sangho right now but apparently he was in Mr. Kim's office. Good, Yoongi thought. If there was one thing that Mr. Kim hated, it was bullies. He knew that Sangho would get suspended at least for a few weeks. Serves him right.

He decided not to go back to basketball practice, he wouldn't be able to focus anyways, and drove back home. He silently entered the house, hoping that his dad won't be at home but there he was, waiting for him in the living room.

His face gave him a look of disapproval, "Where were you?" "At basketball practice, father." Yoongi mumbled quietly, all his confidence vanishing in a second. "Did I not tell you to quit that useless sport? It's not going to help you in life, Yoongi. Get a grip.

I also heard that you got detention again. When will you stop disappointing me and actually make the right decisions? Huh? And to think you'll be inheriting my business a few years from now. When will you ever take any of this seriously? I can't believe you're my son..."

Yoongi clenched his fists tightly but didn't say a word as he listened to his father's lecture. His father sighed after getting no response and waved him off. Yoongi went upstairs to his room, refusing to let his father's words affect him. He's heard it too many times now.

Yoongi's relationship with his father wasn't the best. Mr. Min owned a successful business empire and had been trying to groom Yoongi to be the perfect son for years now. But when he realised that Yoongi was nothing like the son he had wanted, he had grown extremely hostile &

distant. Yoongi's interest in basketball had always pissed him off and he's always been pressuring Yoongi to quit it and take his studies more seriously. They became very distant and their relationship was extremely strained. Yoongi couldn't relate or bond with his dad at all.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door and his mom popped her head in, "Hi baby, how was school?" she asked, coming to lay down on Yoongi's bed carelessly. Yoongi couldn't help but smile. He didn't know where he would go without his amazing mother.

She was not strict at all, always a little more childish & brighter than most people her age. She never forced anything on Yoongi & for that he was grateful. She hardly got mad at him and when she did, it was usually for very important things. And Yoongi's punishment was usually

painting her nails or giving her a massage or cooking her dinner. Yoongi HATED disappointing his mom. He sighed at her question, "Wasn't the best, mom..." She was quick to pull him into a hug, "Oh honey, it's ok. Do you wanna talk about it?"

Yoongi shook his head, "No... Dad didn't make it any better either.." His mom bristled at that, "What? What happened?" Yoongi shrugged and she sighed, "You know your father doesn't mean any harm right baby? He's just worried about you. It's just tough love.

But you know what? I'll talk to him about the whole basketball thing ok? AND as punishment for dinner, I'll get him extra loaded pineapple pizza ok? You know he hates that." His mom winked as if that was the most evil thing she could think of and Yoongi smiled. "Okay mom."

Mrs. Min left after a while and now that Yoongi's mood had considerably improved, he decided to check on too see how Jimin was doing. #yoonmin #yoonminau

Yoongi didn't know how to feel about the string of lovey emojis Jimin had sent him and he hadtried to keep the conversation to the minimum. He didn't want lead Jimin on any longer or give him any false hope. There was no way they would be able to work out, they're too different.

So Yoongi decided with a heavy heart that he'd tell Jimin that he wasn't interested in him at all & to move on. Yes, he will tell Jimin that the next time they met, he decided finally. It's for the best. But somehow Yoongi spent the entire night watching videos on sign language.

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“Yoongi… Yoongi. YOONGI!!!!” Yoongi flinched and looked down at the loud noise. Sumi, or was it Jennie, Yoongi couldn’t quite remember what her name was but she didn’t look very impressed, “You literally stopped in the middle of fucking me, what the fuck is wrong with you!??!!

What could you possibly be thinking about in this situation huh?!?” Yoongi had quite a few answers to that questions actually. He was thinking about how to bunk detention, how to explain to his parents why he had fractured the arm of one of his classmates(sangho) & most of all…

how to tell jimin that they should stop seeing each other. He’d practiced what he wanted to say so many times, he could do this. It was fine. Him & Jimin were so different, they’d be no good together. Jimin was wonderful cute pretty sweet while Yoongi was… Yoongi was a mess.

They’d never work out. There was a small part of him that was bothering him with questions like ‘How would you know that unless you tried?’ but Yoongi effectively pushed that part down. He had made up his mind already.

TW // Use of r word “Ugh” the girl groaned, rolling her eyes as if she could read his mind, “You’re thinking about that weird retarded mute kid right?” …WHAT THE FUCK? Yoongi clenched his fists in a death like grip, fighting his urge to choke slam her into the headboard and

and gave her a withering glare before taking a deep breath & getting off of her. He tried to stay calm as he started to put on his clothes back on. He couldn’t believe he ever thought of sleeping with this bitch. “What the fuck Yoongi?! Where are you going??” the girl screeched.

Yoongi silenced her with a glare, “Shut the fuck up before you make me do something rash. Don’t text or bother me again. This arrangement is over.” Jenny or Sumi or whoever the hell she was, scoffed, “You can’t just do that to me, we’re dating!! What will I tell the others!??!”

Yoongi groaned out loud, wanting to pull his hair out at her stupidity and looked at her as if she was crazy, “For the last time you delusional bitch, we r NOT dating!! Stop telling people that, God if I knew you were going be this clingy, I would’ve never slept with you!”

“Bu-but yoongi, can’t you please just give me a chance?” She asked, her voice suddenly softer as she pouted at him. But Yoongi wasn’t one to fall for her tricks. She and her group of friends were absolute bitches, with their fake extensions & stuffed bras and manipulative words.

They were egoistic and fake, making the lives of everyone around them miserable. This girl especially was known for ruining people's relationships and sleeping with guys. That's why it was easy to sleep with people like her, he never felt guilty for it later.

Yoongi gave her a hard look, remembering what she’d called Jimin a few seconds ago, “No.” And then he left, slamming the door behind him, as he laughed at the string of curses that followed.

Jimin was very happy and satisfied with how things were going with Yoongi. Their late nigh texts, stolen glances, small smiles all made his heart flutter. He felt giddy and shy whenever he thought about Yoongi’s rare smile or his deep soothing voice.

He was pretty sure Taehyung was close to blocking him with how much he gushed over Yoongi to him. He couldn’t believe he was finally getting to experience this, he never thought he’d get to. No drama or movie could ever do justice to how he was feeling right now.

So that's what having a mutual crush feels like.Jimin wondered how people in love could keep from smiling the entire day, because he just couldn't seem to stop! He found himself doodling Yoongi's name in his textbooks, thinking about his whereabouts, wondering if he was doing ok.

But naturally, there were a few hard things that came with it as well. Like hiding things from his hyungs, dodging Tae’s questions & advices and… all the attention. So many people have come up to him the past few days to ask him whether he was actually dating Min Yoongi.

Some of them were shocked and surprised while some of them very rude about it and had threatened him to stay away from their oppa. He’d just ignored them and their jealous looks but he couldn’t deny that their words hurt him and tugged at his insecurities a little.

Was he not worthy of dating Yoongi? Did Yoongi deserve better than some weird mute kid? Jimin's gone his entire life feeling alienated because of his disability. It made him feel worthless and he knew that people would never treat him normally because of it.

Jimin knew that it was not easy to be accepted by someone like Min Yoongi, actually he had 100% thought that he’d get rejected on spot when he confessed. It had taken him so much of courage to do it. But here he was. He’d felt pretty great about himself then but all these people

and their mean words were starting to make Jimin doubt himself again. Although he and Yoongi had gone on a few dates by now but they’d never made anything official. So Jimin had decided that he’d clarify things with Yoongi today.

He hoped that things would go well and perhaps by the end of the day, he’d have someone to call his boyfriend. Jimin bit his lip nervously he rushed to the basketball court after class ended that day.

He blinked in surprise to see Yoongi hyung sitting at the bleachers, not yet changed into his sports clothes. He was rapidly tapping his foot on against the floor, fidgeting with his hands, he looked deep in thought. Jimin wondered if something was wrong.

Jimin approached him slowly and gently placed a hand on his shoulder, watching as Yoongi flinched in surprise before relaxing slowly when he saw who it was. He stood up immediately and cleared his throat awkwardly, not quite meeting jimin’s eyes, “Uhh I need to talk to you…”

Jimin tilted his head and frowned at him in confusion. Was something wrong? Or was Yoongi going to make things official now?! Is that why he was so nervous? Jimin nodded impatiently, anxiously waiting to hear what he had to say.

Yoongi looked extremely conflicted for a second before shaking his head and cursing under his breath. He sighed, “I uhh just wanted to ask.. if um we could maybe go on a small date today?” he stammered, cringing at himself. Jimin blinked in surprise. What?

Yoongi looked a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head, “I know it’s a little sudden so if you’re busy then-“ Jimin shook his head quickly, smiling softly at him. Nothing was important than his date. “So you’re okay with it?” Yoongi made sure.

Jimin nodded, internally squealing in excitement. They’re going on another date!!!! Maybe Yoongi will ask him to be his boyfriend by the end of it?! "Okay um Let's leave then." Yoongi said and started to walk, motioning for Jimin to come.

Jimin saw many people giving them jealous stares as they passed by them in the hallway but he honestly couldn’t be bothered by that right now. They finally made it to Yoongi's car and got in. Jimin realized as he put on his seatbelt that he hadn’t even asked Yoongi where

where they were going but decided to just wait and see. Yoongi seemed distracted throughout the entire ride and it worried Jimin a little. He decided to lighten up the tense mood by fiddling with the radio and finally settling on the perfect song.

Yoongi whipped to side to face Jimin with a surprised smile, “You listen to Zico!??!” Jimin nodded with a sly smile. Actually he had heard Yoongi casually rapping to one of zico's songs before and he’d gotten curious so he decided to search for the song and listen to it.

And after that Jimin became a fan. So technically it was Yoongi who introduced him to Zico but he didn’t need to know that. Jimin gasped silently happy, as Yoongi started rapping out loud with the lyrics, his flow and rhythm impeccable. He looked more relaxed than before and

Jimin mentally gave himself a pat on the back for making him feel better. After a while, Yoongi pulled up and stopped the car and Jimin looked around to see where Yoongi had brought him, eyes widening in surprise as he took in the place.

It was a cat café!!!! Jimin beamed at Yoongi, hoping to convey his excitement to him well enough. He happily strolled into the café, a litter of adorable cats greeting him at the entrance.

He bent down, cooing as he picked one up & pet it softly while the others rubbed their heads and paws against him. They were adorable. He turned to the side to see Yoongi smiling at him fondly. Jimin’s heart fluttered at the sight and he quickly beckoned him over with a wave.

They played with the kittens for a while, taking pictures of each other with the cats and petting them before settling down to order their drinks. Jimin pointed to a boba tea on the menu to the waiter while Yoongi ordered an iced Americano.

Jimin tried the texting thing again and they chatted like that for a while. It was okay for now but what if they needed to communicate and they didn’t have their phones with them? Jimin wondered if it was selfish for him to want Yoongi to learn the basics of sign language.

The waiter served them their drinks soon after and they sipped on them while continuing to text each other, petting the cats that brushed against their legs every now and then. It was nice and romantic and peaceful but it felt like something was a little off.

Yoongi looked more distracted and frustrated than usual and he keep giving Jimin long weird looks. While Jimin would usually get flattered by Yoongi staring at him, it felt different this time, almost as if Yoongi was looking at him cautiously.

They took their time to finish their drinks and Jimin really wanted this to go on forever but he had to get home soon or his hyungs would get worried. Yoongi understood and insisted on paying the bill before they played around with the cats a little more and left the café.

Jimin liked this date very much and he definitely wanted to visit this café again to see the cats, especially the ginger cultured one which had taken a liking to him and the fluffy grumpy white one which had reminded him of Yoongi.

But the date was coming to an end now and Jimin anxiously wondered if Yoongi would finally ask him to be his boyfriend. Maybe it was his eyes playing tricks on him, but Yoongi looked even more nervous than Jimin did. It seemed like even music couldn’t calm him down this time.

They finally reached Jimin's house and Yoongi stopped the car. Both of them sat there in silence, wondering what would happen now, hands shaking in nervousness. Yoongi tapped on the steering wheel with his fingers in frustration before sighing and took a deep breathe,

“I think we should stop seeing each other.” Jimin’s smile faded immediately as Yoongi's words sank in and he froze, several emotions hitting him all at once. Confusion, fear, anger, hurt, helplessness, grief, pain.

What? Why was Yoongi doing this? What had he done wrong!?!? He should known that it was too good to be true. Why would someone like Yoongi want someone useless like him when there were so many more better people? He didn't know why he had expected anything but it still hurt.

It felt like his entire world was coming crashing down on him. Yoongi didn't like him. Yoongi didn't want him. Noone ever did... He could feel tears pricking at the corner of his eyes and blinked furiously, trying to control them.

Yoongi sighed as if he could read his thoughts, “It’s nothing against you… It’s just… I don’t do relationships. I wanted to tell you this for some time but I didn’t know how to. I’m so so sorry Jimin…” he whispered as Jimin squeezed his eyes shut, turning away.

Jimin’s chin wobbled & he finally let the tears fall, hurt & rejection hitting him like bullets. Why did it hurt so much? No-one ever told him that heartbreak would hurt this much. Why did it feel so painful, he'd never experienced something like this before.

Yoongi’s eyes grew wide in concern as he watched Jimin cry and he hesitantly reached out to him but Jimin immediately pulled away as if he had been burned. He clenched his fists tightly, trying to keep his emotions in control but he couldn’t! What did he do wrong?!?

So this is why Yoongi had taken him out today. So he could do something nice before breaking his heart. That's what he had looked so nervous about. Jimin felt so incredibly stupid, it had been so obvious the entire time. Did everyone know about it except him? He was such a fool.

Yoongi bit his lip and looked down, looking extremely guilty and almost sadder than Jimin. Not wanting to embarrass himself even further, Jimin started to get off but Yoongi stopped him,desperately grabbing onto his arm, “Pls Jimin I really am..sorry.” He said almost pleadingly.

But Jimin didn’t want to hear any sorrys, he didn't want to hear anything from him right now so he just shrugged him off and got out of the car, wiping at his eyes frantically as he ran to his house.

He stopped at the front door to look back and saw Yoongi had his head in his hands, unmoving and silent. A pang of hurt seared through Jimin's body and he quickly turned away and went into his house.

He rushed up to his room, not wanting to face his hyungs right now and threw himself onto his bed, clutching his pillow close and finally letting all his tears out. He couldn't believe his day had ended like this. He couldn't believe Yoongi didn't want to see him again.

Everything hurt. It hurt to think. It hurt to remember. It hurt to acknowledge the fact that Yoongi didnt want him anymore. So Jimin closed to his eyes & begged for sleep to overtake him so he could have a short reprieve from all this pain. Soon enough,he cried himself to sleep.

I'm so sorry if you were not happy with this. Lately, I've been feeling SOOO unsatisfied with my writing so I'm really sorry if the update wasn't that great. What did you think of the story so far? Share your thoughts with me! curiouscat.qa/MoonchildJV #yoonmin #yoonminau

Yoongi was fine. He was seated on a comfortable brown bean bag in the middle of the living room in a house party, watching as drunk people danced around him obnoxiously without a care. There was a huge disco light and loud EDM music blaring through the speakers.

The couple next to him on a nearby couch were getting more intimate by the second. It was cool. It was chill. It was fun. Okay who was he kidding, it was definitely not fun! If he sees one more drunk idiot try to get him to dance or hook up, he will absolutely lose it!

Yoongi rolled his eyes when he saw Sumi grinding against a guy right in front of him, obviously trying to make him jealous. Yeah no, that’s not happening. He drank the remaining few sips of his drink and chucked his paper cup to the side, completely bored out of his mind.

He had come here wanting to take his minds off of things. Things meaning, Jimin. But it clearly wasn’t helping at all and Yoongi decided to just leave. He started to make his way towards the front door when he bumped into someone near the snack table.

Yoongi turned around, ready to swear at whichever idiot it was to hell and back, but froze. “Jimin?!?” The pink haired boy looked surprised to see him there as well but quickly put on an unbothered expression a few seconds later.

He quickly turned away from Yoongi, acting as if he hadn’t just seen him. Yoongi rolled his eyes, grabbing the boy by his arm and tugging him around to face him, “Jimin what the hell are you doing here? Do your hyungs even know where you are?”

To his shock, Jimin just shrugged Yoongi’s hand off his arm and faced him with a glare. He took his phone out of his pocket and started to type. Seconds later, Yoongi got a text,"𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻’𝘁 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲. 𝗟𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲."

Yoongi let out a frustrated huff and shook his head, “Do you know how dangerous this is? Let me take you back home.” He got a furious glare that did NOT match jimin’s innocent face in return and a text seconds later, “𝗜’𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴.

𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 s𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲, 𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗸.” Yoongi gritted his teeth in annoyance, holding back his desire to punch the nearest wall.

Ok. Ok fine. If Jimin was going to be so stupidly stubborn, then he can be at this stupid party. But not without Yoongi watching his every move. Yoongi moved to sit back on the beanbag & carefully kept his eyes on Jimin as he watched him join the other kids on the dancefloor.

He watched, lip curling into a snarl as Jimin danced a little too close for comfort with a boy his age, smiling and laughing with him. The guy placed his hands on Jimin’s waist and pulled him closer and Yoongi waited for Jimin to push him away but the boy made no such effort.

Yoongi hands clenched into fists and he was about to get up to break them apart when someone flung themselves onto his lap. “Yoongiii Oppaaa” Sumi slurred drunkenly, a seductive look on her face, “Come dance with me.” Yoongi scoffed as he tried to get her off his lap, “No way.”

“C'monnn.” She whined, pouting cutely, “I’ll show you a good time.” She batted her eyelashes at him & Yoongi almost puked. After seeing the disgust on his face, Sumi’s grin turned into a scowl, “Why? Is it because you’re dating that park Jimin? Is he better than me?” she hissed.

“Yes he is.” Yoongi deadpanned, giving her a tired look, not in the mood to deal with her “Now GET OFF.” He growled before successfully pushing her off to the floor. Her scowled deepened as she screeched, “You’re going to regret this!” Yoongi rolled his eyes, “yea yea whatever”

He turned to look back at Jimin… only to find him missing! He sat up straight, fully alert now, and looked around the room frantically. He stood up and searched, trying to spot a head of pink in the crowd of ppl, panic sinking into his bones.

He finally found him in the hallway near the other end of the house, pressed up against the wall, looking tiny and scared. The guy from the dance floor was feeling him up, head close to Jimin’s neck, whispering things into his ear.

Jimin had tears rolling down his eyes, tiny hands trying to push the guy away but it was of no use. His eyes finally met Yoongi’s and he let out a silent whimper. And Yoongi saw red.

He marched up to them, ripping the guy away from Jimin and punching him square on the face, hard. The guy fell to floor clumsily, too drunken to put up a proper fight. Yoongi grabbed Jimin by the arm, dragging him away, through the crowds of people and finally out of the house.

Jimin suddenly jerked to a stop and pulled his arm away, standing firmly in his spot. “𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽.” Yoongi clenched his jaw, completely done with the younger boy’s antics, “Do you really want what happened there to happen again?”

Tears formed at the corners of Jimin’s eyes & he swiftly wiped them away before turning around & storming off without a word. Yoongi sighed before rushing to get his car & following after the boy. It was pretty cold outside and he could see Jimin shivering as he walked.

Yoongi’s car caught up to him fast, “Jimin get in the car.” Jimin walked on, ignoring him. He tried again but got no answer. “JIMIN GET IN THE CAR UNLESS YOU WANT FREEZE YOUR ASS OFF!” Yoongi finally shouted, making the boy flinch in fear at the loud tone.

Yoongi felt a bit guilty but it had to be done, he wasn’t going to let Jimin freeze himself outside. Jimin finally stopped walking and Yoongi sighed in relief, opening the door for him to get in. Jimin got into the passenger seat silently, avoiding all eye contact with him.

Yoongi switched the heater to the max and took off his leather jacket, hesitating for a moment before wrapping it around Jimin’s shoulders. Jimin didn’t say anything but his cheeks flushed red. But maybe that was from the cold, Yoongi thought as he started to drive again.

He tried making small talk but Jimin stubbornly refused to give him any attention so the ride was mostly in silence. They reached Jimin’s house half an hour later. Yoongi parked his car a few blocks away from the house so Jimin could sneak in easier.

He expected Jimin to leave immediately and get away from him as soon as possible but Jimin remained rooted in his seat instead. The boy took out his phone a few moments later and started typing. “𝗬𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀.

𝗪𝗵𝘆 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸? 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲. 𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲.” Yoongi’s heart immediately clenched in guilt when he saw the message. Jimin clenched his hands as he waited foran answer.

It was silent in the car for a few minutes, Yoongi didn’t know what to say. When he realized he wasn't getting any answer, a tear fell down Jimin’s cheek. Yoongi tried to wipe it off but Jimin batted his hand away, shaking his head.

The boy straightened up and without giving him a second glance, Jimin got out of the car and walked back to his house. Yoongi sighed sadly. If only you knew how much I like you Jimin, Yoongi thought bitterly at he gazed at the boy's retreating figure.

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Jimin was used to getting absolutely no attention from anyone in school. In fact, he could count on his one hand the number of people who actually talk to him at school. So when he saw a bunch of girls waiting for him by his locker, he didn’t know how to react.

He bit lip in nervousness, as he watched them in worry. Why were they here? To tease him about Yoongi? These were the same three girls who’ve been nagging him about his relationship with Yoongi for the past few weeks.

The past week has been hell fr him because of these girls. They literally never left him alone, always pestering him with questions about his “relationship” wit Yoongi. They never missed an opportunity to tell Jimin how Yoongi was out of his league or that he was only using him.

Taehyung would always have to shoo them away and make sure they didn’t swarm around Jimin but he didn’t come to school today. Apparently one of them had dated Yoongi in the past as well. Yeah, He didn’t think he could handle another confrontation right now,

especially after everything that’s happened in the past few days. He took a deep breath and braced himself, quietly approaching them, his eyes glued to the floor. The girls perked up when they saw him arrive.

Sumi, the scariest of the three, gave him a blinding smile, “Oh Jimin hiii!! We were wondering if we could sit with you for lunch today?” Wait what?!?! What they were trying to do, Jimin couldn’t tell. Did this mean they would stop bothering him? Maybe they want to be friends?

A small flare of hope lit up in jimin’s heart at the thought. He’d love new friends. But Jimin knew better than to have such false hopes. He was shaken out of his thoughts when one of them cleared her throat and raised an expectant eyebrow, “So? Are you in or not?”

Sumi elbowed the girl in the side with a glare, “Don’t be an idiot Areum. He’s mute or whatever, how do expect him to respond?” and Jimin felt. Very. Uncomfortable. She turned to Jimin with a bright smile, coming close and linking their arms together,

“Come! Let’s go for lunch before it’s over!” she chirped brightly. Jimin barely even had time to nod before he was being pulled by the arm into the cafeteria. He could see everyone staring at them in curiosity. He wondered if Yoongi was watching them as well.

What would he think of this? They sat him down on one of the benches and took their seats next to him. Wait, weren’t they supposed to go stand in line to get their food before sitting down? Maybe they’ll go later?

Jimin glanced around the room, feeling awkward and uncomfortable, hoping someone would come and save him from this mess. Suddenly Sumi faced one of the other girls with a expectant look, “Well, What are you waiting for, hana? Go get our food.”

Hana flushed in embarrassment & Jimin’s eyes widened in shock. Why were they making someone else get their food?That’s bullying! He started to get up to insist that he could get his own food when Sumi grabbed him by his arm and yanked him back down, facing him with a smile,

“No it’s okay, Hana will go. You don’t have a problem with that, do you Hana?” Sumi asked with an icy smirk which made Jimin shiver in discomfort. Hana looked humiliated, hands fisting her skirt as she just clenched her jaw and nodded slowly before leaving to get their food.

Jimin felt so bad for her & wanted to apologize but he was scared of what Sumi might do so he just sat there, fidgeting nervously with his fingers. Sumi’s smile was back on and she lazily propped her elbow on the table, looking at Jimin as if she was examining him disdainfully,

“So Jimin. How far have you and Yoongi gone?” Oh god, not this again. Jimin bit his lip at the uncomfortable question before slowly shaking his head slowly. Areum raised an eyebrow, “He hasn’t even slept with you yet? Are you even sure he likes you?” she scoffed.

They shared pointed looks with each other before turning back to Jimin, “You know that Yoongi expects sex right? How will you be with him if you can’t even give him that?” Jimin shut his eyes tightly, not wanting to hear this anymore of their bullshit.

He just wanted go, preferably somewhere outside or even Namjoon hyung’s office & eat his lunch there. He didn’t want to be with these girls and he certainly didn’t want to answer their stupid questions. Thankfully for him, Hana returned with their food so he was saved. For now.

He quickly bowed to her in thanks before digging in, hoping that maybe food could distract them from this awkward conversation. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t seem like even food could stop Sumi from interrogating him. She sighed in mock sympathy, putting a hand on his knee,

“I honestly feel bad for people like you who think they actually have a chance with Yoongi. You know that you’re just a one time thing for him right? He's just using you. But it’s okay, because you have us. So just leave him, you don’t need him.”

Sumi looked down, her lips downturned, “Yeah…” she said quietly. Jimin knew Yoongi pretty well. Yoongi wasn’t the kindest, nicest guy around but he wasn’t a bad person either. Yoongi cared alot for the things he loved. He may be rude & brash at times but he wasn’t a bad person.

These girls were probably just jealous and upset. Jimin wanted to roll his eyes at her but a part of him started to get nervous. What if these girls were saying the truth? What if he didn’t know Yoongi all that well and he was a bad person after all?

It wouldn’t make a difference because Yoongi doesn’t want him anyways and that made him sad again. He tapped his foot against the floor rapidly, confused and upset. Suddenly, a bowl of red sauce was spilt all over him, staining his sweater and breaking him out of his thoughts.

He gasped in horror, tears prickling at the corner of his eyes. This was the sweater that his hyungs had gotten him for his birthday last year, one of his favorites. He heard a belated lazy, “Whoops” and looked up in shock to see Sumi looking at him sympathetically,

“Sorry Jimin, the bowl must’ve gotten knocked out of my hand some how.” She said, not looking apologetic at all and Jimin kind of wanted to punch her. Areum clicked her tongue at the mess, “Well, that’s going to stain really bad if we don’t something about it soon.

There’s an amazing stain remover in the janitor’s closet that helped me get rid of my coffee stain the other day. Come, we’ll take you there.” Jimin forced back his tears, not wanting to cry in front of them and simply nodded. At least they were helping him clean it up.

They led him out of the cafeteria & through the hallways. Jimin watched as they passed their classrooms & went even further.Where was this janitor’s closet? They finally entered one of the halways near the old junior classrooms that was hardly used anymore, it was dusty & empty.

Sumi pointed towards the old closet, “It’s in there, you can go get it.” Jimin nodded, tentatively approaching the huge closet and using some effort to pull the creaky door open. He bent forward a little to peer at what was inside, it was so dusty he couldn’t make out anything.

Suddenly, he felt someone’s hands on him and before he could figure out what was happening, he was shoved inside the closet, falling straight into the wooden back of it and bumping his head hard. Before he could turn around and try to escape, the door slammed shut behind him!

Jimin widened his eyes in panic, pounding on the door with his tiny fists as fear overtook his body. He could hear giggling from outside & the sound of retreating footsteps made the dam finally break. Jimin cried, banging his fists against the doors as he tried to call for help.

He hoped this was just a joke, maybe they just wanted to prank him? They’ll come back for him after a few minutes right? So he waited and waited and waited, tears streaming down his face as he pounded at the doors in vain. He felt scared and lonely.

His hands were all bruised up and bloody by this point and he was starting to feel dizzy as well so he just sat there in the dusty old closet and cried his eyes out, praying and hoping that somebody will hopefully find him soon.

Yoongi was dozing off at the last bench of class as Mrs. Choi droned on about calculus, when a sophomore student ran into their class, panting heavily. He exchanged a few words with Mrs. Choi before turning to face the class, “Headmaster Kim has an announcement to make.”

Yoongi raised an eyebrow. That usually happened only when the headmaster had to make very important announcements so Yoongi was intrigued. What was it? But his smile soon disappeared when he heard the student’s next few words, “Park Jimin from class 11 is missing.

If you saw him today or know about his whereabouts, please approach Mr. Kim right away.” Yoongi’s heart stopped & his eyes widened in panic. Wtf?! Jimin was missing?! Yoongi had stayed in his classroom the entire day, not even going out for lunch so he hadn’t seen him at all.

He quickly raised his hand & stood up from his seat, “Mrs. Choi, may I please use the washroom?” Mrs. Choi gave him an unimpressed look before nodding her head, “Afternoon break just got over an hour ago, Please take care of these things before class starts Mr. Min. You may go.”

Yoongi sighed in relief and quickly thanked her before sprinting out of the class, ignoring the puzzled looks on his classmates’ faces. He stopped near the hallway in confusion. Where could Jimin have gone? Where does he even start looking?

It terrified Yoongi. It terrified Yoongi how affected and upset he felt at the very thought of something bad happening to Jimin. He has never felt this way towards anyone before. So Yoongi searched and searched and searched. Yoongi was sure he had searched the entire school.

From the basketball courts, the rooftops, the library, the washrooms, the cafeteria, he looked everywhere. He was pretty sure Mrs. Choi was wondering why he was taking so long at the washrooms but he didn’t care. He needed to find his baby. There he said it. His baby.

Yoongi was a fool to think that Jimin would be safer without him by his side. That decision wasn’t Yoongi’s to make anyways. When he finds Jimin again, he’s going to hug him tight and never let go of him ever again. He'll never let anything happen to him.

I’m coming baby, he thought. Hang in there. He stopped to catch his breath at an empty dusty hallway near the junior blocks, hands on knees as he panted heavily. Frustration and worry filled his body.

The fact that Jimin couldn’t even shout for help only made things worse. Where the hell was he?! He straightened up and wiped the sweat from his brow when he heard a muffled cry. He whipped his head in the direction of the sound.

There, at the end of the dusty hallway was a big old janitor’s closet. Could it be…? “Jimin?” He called out tentatively, slowly walking towards the closet. At the sound of his voice, little knocking sounds started coming from inside the closet and Yoongi’s eyes widened.

He ran towards the closet & threw the door open to find the boy huddled inside, looking tiny & scared. Jimin threw himself at Yoongi the moment the doors were open & Yoongi caught him in his arms. His small body was shaking controllably in fear, small hiccups leaving his mouth.

Jimin was a mess. His face was blotchy & red with tears, hair dusty from cobwebs. He looked terrified & his hands were bruised & bloody. It absolutely broke Yoongi to see his baby like this. How long had he been stuck in there? Poor thing must've been frightened out of his mind!

He carefully carried Jimin to one of the nearby benches and sat him down on his lap, whispering sweet words of comfort into his ear as Jimin cried into his chest. Yoongi just let him cry it out, slowly rocking their bodies and stroking his back until Jimin calmed down a little.

His little hands were curled up against his chest and Yoongi took one of his tiny fists into his hands gingerly, placing a light kiss onto it, “I’m so sorry baby, I’m so fucking sorry.” Jimin just shook his head against his chest slowly, refusing to move away or meet his eyes.

Yoongi placed a hand under Jimin’s chin gently and tipped his face up to meet his eyes, “You’re safe now, okay sweetheart? I’m never letting you go ever again.” Jimin’s eyes widened and his nose wrinkled cutely before the dam broke again as the poor boy started sobbing again.

Yoongi just hugged him close and cooed at him, placing little kisses anywhere he could. Once Jimin had calmed down, Yoongi became a little more serious. Inside, he was raging, almost going insane with the amount of anger he felt. But he had to remain calm for Jimin.

The last thing he wanted to do was scare him even more. So he faced him with a small smile, “Who did this to you baby?” although he already knew who it could be. Jimin looked at him hesitantly before looking down sadly, as if he could guess that Yoongi already knew.

It broke him to see how sad Jimin was. And all because of one jealous vengeful bitch. Yoongi’s smile disappeared and he exhaled deeply. Sumi was going to fucking pay.

He carried Jimin to the nurse’s office and then told one of the kids to inform Mr. Kim that they had found Jimin. Jimin was still a bit shaky and refused to let go of Yoongi. It took almost half an hour to calm him down. Yoongi assured him that he will come back for him.

Only once he had made sure that Jimin was going to be fine did he leave the room, cracking his knuckles as he headed straight towards the 12th grade classrooms. The bell had just rung for the next class to start so he didn’t have to look to hard to find who he was looking for.

Sumi and her minions were standing outside their classroom, giggling together about something. Sumi even had the audacity to blush when she saw Yoongi approach and Yoongi wanted to laugh. Or cry. Or scream In frustration because what the fuck was wrong with this bitch?!

Before she could even get a word out, he grabbed her by the hair, gritting his teeth as she yelped in pain, “Yoongi! What're you doing?! Let go!” Yoongi scoffed, tightening his grip on her hair, “Why'd you do it btch? Tell me why you did it befre I rip your fake extensions out!”

“Y-yoongi, I don’t know what you’re talking about!” she cried, struggling to get out of his grip and he rolled his eyes. “Drop the act, you bitch! All of us know just how fucking innocent you are. What the fuck did Jimin do to you huh?! Why did you do that to him?! Answer me!”

“I didn’t do anything to him! We’re friends, we even ate lunch together today!” she griped, crocodile tears filling her eyes. Before Yoongi could slap her to hell and back, he was suddenly pulled away from her by a furious looking teacher,

“Mr. Min! How dare you act that way towards another student, that too a girl!! All of you, come with me to the headmaster’s office RIGHT NOW!!” he barked out. Great, it was Mr. Han. A teacher who loathed Yoongi with all his heart.

Yoongi was still fuming but he let the teacher drag him to Mr. Kim’s office, the girls following behind them. Yoongi turned around to give Sumi a smirk, watching as she looked away in fear. Good, she should be terrified. Becuse he was not going to give up until she was expelled.

When they entered the office, Mr. Kim looked an absolute mess, which was honestly a surprise for the usually prim and tidy man. The entire office was a mess and the head master was pacing the room anxiously, talking on the phone with someone, apparently trying to console them.

Even Mr. Han, who brought them here looked a little flustered by the sight. He awkwardly cleared his throat, “Mr. Kim…?” Mr. Kim glanced up at them briefly before speaking into the phone hurriedly and ending the phone call.

He sat down in his seat and gave them all a tired look, “Look guys, today has already been a stressful day for me, so unless something really big ha-“ “Min Yoongi physically assaulted a student Mr. kim.” Mr. Han said curtly and Yoongi rolled his eyes.

Is this how they were going to twist it? To make it seem like Yoongi was the one to blame? “What?!” Mr. Kim looked genuinely angry and it would’ve scared Yoongi a little if he wasn’t so damn angry himself, “You did what Mr. Min?!”

“To Sumi sir. I saw him pulling her hair and screaming at her aggressively.” Mr. Han continued and Yoongi couldn’t take it anymore. “Sumi bullied Park Jimin. She is the reason he was locked up in that closet!” Yoongi growled out, pointing an accusing finger at her.

Mr. Kim’s eyes widened in shock before narrowing dangerously, “Is this true Ms. Yoo?” Sumi gasped and shook her head defiantly, “No Mr. kim! Me and Jimin are friends! We even had lunch together today. You can ask Areum and hana, in fact everyone saw it!” she defended herself.

“This bitch! How the fuck can you lie in this situation? Do you have no shame?!” Yoongi shouted and stood up, absolutely done with her act. Mr. Kim’s jaw clenched and he looked down right furious, which was extremely unusual for the normally composed teacher,

“Do you all take me for a fool?! Listen here very carefully kids. This is a VERY serious matter and I swear to god, if you don’t tell me the truth, there will be HEAVY consequences and I will make sure of it.” He finished with a glare directed at Yoongi.

Yoongi frowned, “Why are you looking at me like that!? I’m telling the truth!” “Mr. Kim.” Sumi said with a fake smile,“This is a misunderstanding. Areum & Hana can tell you that we're friends with Jimin. In fact, we’re so close that Jimin even made Hana get lunch for all of us."

Hana flinched, growing tense and nervous, her hands tightly fisted in her skirt. Yoongi narrowed his eyes at the sight. “You fucking bit-“ Yoongi started. Namjoon stood up angrily, “Mr. Min you will shut up righ-“

“He’s right.” Hana said suddenly. The room fell into silence as all of them stared at her in shock. She stood up teary eyed, with a determined look in her face, “Yoongi is right. We bullied Jimin. Sumi was jealous of Jimin and wanted to teach him a lesson.

It wasn't Jimin who forced me to get their food, it was Sumi. She took him to the janitor’s closet after Areum purposefully poured sauce over his shirt & pushed him in. Yoongi was the one who saved him. I’m sorry for not speaking abt this earlier but I was forced to stay silent.

But I can’t do this anymore. I'm sorry Mr. Kim. I’m sorry Yoongi.” Mr. Kim looked murderous and Sumi’s eyes widened in fear, “Mr. Kim actually-“

“No need for that Ms. Yoo. I think I’ve heard what I needed to. The rest of this meeting will happen when Jimin is present. Until then, you are all dismissed. Oh and let me tell you, if what Hana was saying is true, trust me when I say that there will be very heavy consequences.”

Sumi began spluttering out weak excuses in panic, “Mr. Kim it was Areum who forc-“ Areum scoffed, “Shut the fuck up bitch yo-“ “ENOUGH. Listen girls, I’ve had an extremely stressful day today so please take your discussion outside. Mr. Han escort them out of my office please.”

Mr. Han looked stunned at the turn of events and stammered out hastily, “Y-yes of course Mr. Kim.” Mr. Han took the struggling girls out of the room with him and silence plunged the room again. Namjoon cleared his throat awkwardly, not being able to look Yoongi in the eye.

Yoongi will admit, he was hurt. That even in a situation like this, noone chose to believe him. Was he really that worthless? Yoongi scoffed and turned to Mr. Kim,

“You didn’t believe me even when I was screaming my lungs out. Do my words mean nothing anymore? Would you have believed that bully if Hana hadn’t spoken up?” Yoongi asked quietly, brimming with anger. He wanted to scream. Was anyone ever going to take him seriously?

Mr. Kim stayed silent and Yoongi rolled his eyes, “I don’t why I was even expecting you to believe me anyways.” He turned to leave. “Yoongi… Thank you… for saving Jimin.” Namjoon voice came from behind and Yoongi paused.

He wondered why Mr. kim was so affected by this whole ordeal. But he was a headmaster after all, he’d have to be responsible for all his students right? Whatever. Yoongi didn’t bother responding to him, he just turned around and walked out of the room without a word.

He rushed back to the nurse’s room to check up on Jimin. The boy was sitting on the bed, his little hands now bandaged and safe. He probably washed his face as well and his hair was back in place. He was looking better than before and Yoongi sighed in relief at the sight.

He climbed onto the bed next to Jimin & leaned against the wall, gently pulling Jimin close against his chest. They sat there in silence and Yoongi felt content, this felt perfect. The comforting weight of Jimin’s head on his chest, their intertwined hands and entangled legs.

“You know… I spent the last few weeks learning sign language for you.” Yoongi whispered against Jimin’s hair. Jimin sat up, looking at him in shock. “Really?” he signed and Yoongi nodded his head softly, “I’m sorry I avoided you for so long Jiminie.

I shouldn’t have but I was just scared that I’ll do you more harm than good. But I promise, I’ll never leave you ever again okay? I like you way too much, you're stuck with me forever now.” Yoongi teased, pressing a soft kiss against Jimin's cheek, making the boy blush shyly.

Jimin gave him a shy smile before sticking his pinky out. Yoongi chuckled, “You want to seal it? Okay.” He agreed, wrapping their pinkies around each other. The size difference between their hands was adorable and Yoongi almost cooed. Everything about Jimin was adorable.

Yoongi took Jimin's face in his hands, staring into his eyes for a few seconds, just admiring him before slotting their lips together. Jimin whined against his mouth and Yoongi pulled him in closer, biting lightly on his plump lips.

Jimin opened up for him easily and their tongues danced together, Yoongi's dominating and Jimin's shy. It was passionate and full of love, Yoongi could do this happily for the rest of his life. They broke apart after a few minutes and rested their foreheads together, panting.

He placed another sweet kiss on Jimin's forehead. Everything was going to be fine now. They were together and that's all that mattered. Yoongi would do anything for the angel in front of him. Everything was going to be just fine.

AAAAHHH This was a really long update, you all better feed me with yours thoughts and comments!! Hope you all enjoyed!! Yoonmin are finally together! curiouscat.qa/MoonchildJV #yoonmin #yoonminau

Jimin huddled closer to Taehyung, grabbing his arm tightly as they watched Squid game. He couldn’t believe he let Tae talk him to watching this with him. After watching yet another contestant succumb to a gruesome death, Jimin couldn’t take it anymore and paused the episode.

“𝙻𝚎𝚝’𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎.” He signed pleadingly. He didn't think he watch even another second of that horrible show. Taehyung giggled as if he knew that this was coming, “It’s okay, we don’t have to continue it if it affects you this much.”

Jimin smiled at him gratefully and the two boys cuddled the way they always did ever since they were young, arms linked with Tae’s leg thrown on top of Jimin’s. Jimin buried his face in the crook of Tae’s neck and Taehyung ran his long fingers through Jimin’s soft blonde hair.

There was comfortable silence for a few minutes before Taehyung spoke up. “You know… I was wrong about Yoongi hyung…” Jimin blinked and sat up slightly to face his friend, not having expected him to talk about this. It saddened him but Tae and Yoongi weren't on the best terms.

Tae sighed as he played with their hands, “I was a little skeptical about letting him around you because I thought he’d just play with you for a while and then break your heart like he did with everyone else. But it seems like he truly cares about you. I’m honestly surprised.”

He chuckled, “Look how much you’ve changed the cold tsundere Min Yoongi. I’ve never seen a man more whipped than he is for you." Jimin blushes madly at his best friend's words, choosing to hide his face in tae’s shoulder, making the other laugh fondly. He couldn't deny it thouh.

“I apologized to him a few days ago for treating him so coldly but I wanted to tell you as well. He may be a hardass but I know that he’ll treat you like a king and that’s all I need. What I mean to say by all this is that... I'm happy for you Minnie.” Taehyung smiled.

Happiness bloomed like a flower inside Jimin’s little heart, he was so glad that his best friend and his boyfriend were finally starting to get along. Yoongi was hard to understand and he was glad Taehyung was finally starting to understand his boyfriend.

"𝗜 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗬𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗳𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗴𝘂𝘆 & 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁." Tae smiled, “I realize that now & I'm happy for you.”

Jimin smiled back, placing a kiss on Taehyung’s forehead, "𝗠𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼." The two boys spent the rest of the afternoon cuddling, the gruesome show on the TV long forgotten.

Jimin skipped his way to the basketball court, feeling particularly happy that day. He was quite late so practice was probably over which meant that he couldn't make any sketches of Yoongi but that was okay, his sketchbook was full with drawings already.

The court was almost empty when he took a seat on the bleachers, save for a few boys who were collecting the balls into a huge bag on the other side of the court. Jimin fidgeting in his seat nervously. Would Yoongi agree to his request?

Said man was standing a few feet away, talking to his coach with a huge grin on his face. Jimin couldn’t make out what they were saying from where he was sitting but he couldn’t help but smile at how happy his boyfriend looked. Yoongi bowed repeatedly as his coach finally left.

He turned to look at Jimin, gummy smile widening even more at the sight of his boyfriend. He rushed over immediately, enveloping Jimin in a huge hug, bouncing with excitement. Jimin wrinkled his nose at how sweaty his boyfriend was but returned the hug nevertheless.

"Babe, you'll never guess what happened!" Yoongi exclaimed. Jimin smiled at his boyfriend's enthusiasm, prodding him to tell. "My coach just told me that there's a committee coming to see my match next week and if I do well, then I get a scholarship for the music course at SNU!"

Jimin's eyes lit up immediately as he launched himself at his boyfriend, arms wrapping around his neck tightly and happiness engulfed his body. He was so so happy that his boyfriend was finally getting the chance to do what he really loved;music.

Yoongi was so good at it and Jimin always knew that he would make it big and he was finally getting the opportunity to do so. But... there was one thing. Jimin pulls away with worry in his eyes as he signs. "𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀..."

Jimin's heart broke to see Yoongi's smile dim a little before he straightened up, "They'll just have to accept it. Now that there's a possibility of a scholarship, there's no way I'm letting it go." A smile graced Jimin's face and he hugged Yoongi, "𝗜'𝗺 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂"

They sat back down on the benched side by side and Jimin unpacked the sandwiches he'd brought for them to share. He was sure Yoongi was starving. He wondered if this was the right time to bring it up. But Yoongi was in a good mood so this was probably the best chance he'd get.

"𝗬𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴... 𝗠𝘆 𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 to 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝗳... 𝗪𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗽𝗹ea𝘀e 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗮𝘆?!" He signed in a hurry, almost worried that Yoongi might've missed it.

His boyfriend was almost fluent in sign language by now though, having studied it very hard just for Jimin. Jimin had been shocked to see how good Yoongi has become at it and he couldn't help falling even more in love with his considerate boyfriend.

His boyfriend's eyes widen. “No fucking way.” Yoongi deadpans & Jimin pouts. "𝗛𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲! 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘀 & 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝗜 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱."

Yoongi groaned, raking a hand through his hair messily, “Jimin it took your best friend weeks to like me, do you really think your hyungs are ever going to approve of me? Jus look at me, I’m a mess.” Jimin frowned. “𝗗𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱.”

He hated when people said bad things about Yoongi but he absolutely loathed it when Yoongi chose to believe that and say those things about himself as well. Because it wasn’t true. At all. And it hurt Jimin that yoongi thought that way about himself.

"𝗠𝘆 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗮 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗵𝗲’𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁, 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗜’𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝘁. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘄𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵!" Jimin glared.

Yoongi sighed, giving the boy a small smile in return, “Okay. I’m not a mess.” Jimin smiled wide, nodding brightly. “But I’m still not meeting your hyungs.” Yoongi bit back a smile when he saw the pout Jimin’s face grow bigger.

Jimin whined, pawing at Yoongi's thighs in desperation. “Okay fine, I agree to meet your hyungs but only if you give me a kiss.” Yoongi finally conceded. Jimin blushed and Yoongi chuckled, “We’ve kissed a hundred times since we started dating yet you still get shy every time.”

It was true but only because Yoongi hyung would always say something flirty and cause Jimin's heart to do somersaults. But Jimin straightened up and looked around, thankful for the empty room before shyly meeting his boyfriend's lips with his own.

He tried to pull back, only for Yoongi to pull him back in by the waist and deepen the kiss, biting at Jimin's lip teasingly. When they finally broke apart, Jimin was panting heavily and Yoongi looked smug, "Now I'll agree to meet your hyungs."

When Yoongi gets back home, his father is waiting for him in the living room. By the looks of it, he wasn't very happy. “Were you out playing basketball again?” he muttered in a low voice, jaw clenched. Yoongi nodded wordlessly, hoping he'll send him away.

Unfortunately, his father only gets more angry, “How many times have I told you to quit? It’s a useless sport that won’t get you anywhere. You're already dating that boy on top of that. You should be focusing on your studies to get in a good college instead of all this nonsense.”

Yoongi stayed silent, hoping that his dad with just give up & send him away. “Speak up boy! How will you inherit the company if you can't even answer a question properly?!?” his dad thundered. Yoongi clenched his jaw tightly, "But that’s not what I want..." he whispered.

His father scoffed. "I'm sorry what? What did you say?!" If looks could kill Yoongi would be a pile of ashes on the floor. He spoke up a little louder, looking his father in the eyes, "I don't want to do business, I want to do music. I’ve told you this a million times already."

"Stupid boy, you think music is going bring money to your table? You will end up on the streets in a few years! What will you do then?” his dad barked. Yoongi shrugged but remained bold, "I don’t know about that but atleast I’ll be happy with my life. I wont have any regrets."

"This is stupid, get your mind rid of these useless thoughts. And for god's sake, quit basketball, it isn’t going to help you in life." his father got up to leave. Yoongi clenched his fists, breathing deeply. He needed to do this. It was going end horribly but it had to be done.

He couldn't let his parents dictate his life any longer. Enough was enough. So he faced his father again, "Actually you're wrong. Basketball did help me. I have try outs next week and if they like me then I'll be getting a full scholarship for the music course at SNU."

Yoongi almost laughed at the look of bewilderment on his dad's face, "Yeah. So whether you like it or not, I'll be studying music." His father sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers, "Yoongi, I'm telling you this as your father and because I care about you. +

Music is a very risky career and I don't want you to end up bankrupt. I want you to live a successful life. Why won't you just listen to me? I'm trying to help you here." his father tried to reason.

Yoongi shook his head as he got up from the couch, "If you really wanted to help me, you'd support me. Not try to break my dreams like this. I'm going to do music and that's final." His father grabbed his shoulder, "You can't do it, I will never allow it!"

Yoongi shook his shoulder out of his dad's grip, "I never asked for your permission. If I land this scholarship, I won't need your money as well. So either accept it or regret it." he sneered before turning around and storming up the stairs to his bedroom.

He immediately crashed onto his bed, plugging in his earphones and playing music until all the noise from downstairs was drowned away. Until all he could hear and feel was music.

Friday rolled by pretty fast and soon Yoongi's SUV was parked in front of Jimin's house. Yoongi smoothened out the non existent creases on his shirt for the hundredth time that day and gulped. Surely it couldn't be so bad right?

He'd taken a shower after practice but he still felt self conscious. He wondered if they were late, practice went on for extra time these days to prepare for next week. Next to him, Jimin didn't look any better, tapping his foot on the floor like he did when he was nervous.

Seeing his boyfriend so jittery made Yoongi feel even more nervous. Wasn't Jimin the one who roped him into this!?! Nevertheless, Yoongi breathed out, "It's going to be fine. We got this." he told Jimin and the boy nodded a little too fast.

"So it's just your hyungs right? Not your parents? What about them, you've never mentioned them before." Yoongi asked. Jimin shrugged as he signed, "I dont have parents." Yoongi frowned, wondering if he misinterpreted the sign "What do you mean?"

Jimin sighed, "My parents gave me away at birth as they found out that I was mute. I guess it was too big a responsibility for them. I met jin hyung in orphanage and he took me with him when he left. He's a nurse and met his bf when he injured himself. Now we all live together."

Yoongi didn't know what to say, that was a lot to process. "I'm glad you found the right people in the end." he managed to say with a smile and Jimin nodded in agreement. "My hyungs are the best!" he signed.

They finally got out of the car and walked towards the front door, knocking lightly when they reached. The door opened a few seconds later and Yoongi's eye balls almost popped out of their sockets as he saw the person standing in front of him. Were they at the wrong house?

The person in front of him looked equally shook, jaw dropped down to the floor as he gaped at the pair. If the situation wasn't so fucking crazy, Yoongi might've even made fun of it. Because standing in front of them was Kim fucking Namjoon, rival & headmaster of their school.

Namjoon choked on air as he finally put the pieces together and his eyes widened comically. "OH HELL NO." He spluttered before promptly shutting the door on their faces, leaving the teenagers outside on the pavement in shock.

It took 20 full minutes of Jimin begging Yoongi to not run away from the outside and Jin coaxing Namjoon to not destroy everything from the inside, for the door to finally open again. The air was thick with hostility and Jimin groaned miserably. What a start to their night.

Jin smiled at them as the door opened, "Welcome Yoongi! I've so heard so much about you! From Jimin and well... from Joon too.. Um Anyways, get in both of you, dinner's starting to get cold!" The boys entered the house, Namjoon sticking his foot out to trip Yoongi on his way in.

Once they had removed their coats and were finally seated at the dining table, they all sat facing each other, awkward silence lingering in the air. Jin cleared his throat as he stood up to serve, "I hope you like Japchae Yoongi?" he said before dumping a huge heap on his plate.

Yoongi immediately dug in, hoping to distract himself from the awkwardness by eating. But even then, he could feel Namjoon's gaze burning a hole into him from across the table. He wondered if it was too late to bolt. Jimin wouldn't be pleased but there were lives at stake here.

Namjoon clicked his tongue. Loudly. "So yoongi, how did you and Jimin start dating? Because you're in different classes and I'm pretty sure Jimin doesn't smoke or bunk classes or play basketball." Low blow, he was definitely trying to get Yoongi to act up. Yoongi wanted to.

But he couldn't, for the sake of Jimin, he had to get his hyung's approval. Jimin immediately interrupted, "I was the one who asked him out. He's very interesting and his personality caught my eye." he signed.

Namjoon's eyes widened, not having expected Jimin's answer. "Whatever." Namjoon muttered under his breath, "Doesn't change the fact that you're the biggest fuck boy out th-" "Namjoon." Jin cut in with a saccharine smile, "Could I talk to you in the kitchen real quick?"

Namjoon actually looked a little scared, "Uhh sure honey." Jin stood up, bright smile still plastered on his face as he grabbed his boyfriend by the arm and dragged him away. Yoongi was suddenly glad that he was dating the younger brother cuz Jin looked scary as fuck.

Once they finally reached the kitchen, Jin let go of his iron grip on Namjoon's arm and his smile disappeared. Namjoon gulped, knowing he was well and truly fucked, "Um Honey I-" "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Huh?" Jin hissed, glaring daggers at his lover.

"Babe, I've told you about Min Yoongi so many times! There's no way I'll let that delinquent anywhere near our Jimin!" he protested. Seokjin sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose with his fingers, "Joon, that's not our decision to make."

Namjoon frowned, "You really want to Jimin get hurt? Because Yoongi will break his heart and that's a fact." Jin looked unimpressed, "And so what? You think Jimin is not strong enough to handle it? Or responsible enough to make his own decisions?"

"But-" "Our jobs as his hyungs is to make sure he dates someone who treats him like a king. If that person is Yoongi, then so be it. You judge Yoongi based off what you've seen of him but what if what Jimin sees is different? How do you know that you're right and jimin's wrong?"

Jin continued at Namjoon's silence, "Jimin finally has the chance to expirience something like this. Don't ruin it for him. We can both see that Yoongi cars for him, you even told me that he was the one who saved Jimin from those girls. I'm not asking you to immediately love him.

Trust me, if he breaks Jimin's heart, I'll be the first to kill him. But he hasn't & from what I can see, he won't. So we will support them to the best of our ability. I want you to first apologize to Yoongi for the way you behaved. I was shocked by your behavior Joon." Jin said.

Namjoon sighed, "You're right. I'm sorry Jinnie. I was just feeling overprotective over Minie. But yeah, as much as I hate him, if that's who Jimin wants to date then I'll support it. I'll apologise as well." he muttered, head down. He felt miserable when Jin was upset with him.

"Aww it's okay babe, don't feel bad. Let's go back, the kids are probably overthinking themselves to death." Jin laughed, pressing a kiss to his boyfriend's cheek. Namjoon nodded and smiled at his boyfriend before walking them back to the dining room.

Yoongi eyes widened as he watched Jin & Namjoon return to the table. Had they finally plotted his murder? He wouldn't be surprised. Jimin had spent the entire time that his hyungs left, consoling him about how he'll talk to his hyung but Yoongi doubted anything would change.

He'd known deep down that the night would go bad but he didn't think it'd suck this much. He wondered if he'd be told to break up with Jimin by the end of the night. He dared to look up at Namjoon only to see him looking down, his behavior suddenly different.

Jin cleared his throat again, "So Yoongi, you're a senior right? What are your plans for college?" Yoongi relaxed a little, he felt a lot more comfortable talking to Jin than Namjoon, "I want to do music. I'm a huge fan of rap and music production and that's my passion."

Jin's eyes lit up, "Oh! Namjoon loves listening to rap as well!" he said with a smile. Yoongi's eyes widened and he looked at Namjoon who looked equally surprised. "You like rap?" Namjoon asked, almost looking impressed. Yoongi nodded, "I have a match next week and if I do well

I might get a scholarship for the music course at SNU." he said the last part a little shyly. Namjoon and Jin looked genuinely impressed now, "That's amazing Yoongi! I hope you get it!" Jin nodded encouragingly.

Yoongi blushed, "Thank you. My parents don't support my dreams so it feels good to have approval from someone atleast." Jin's eyes grew sympathetic, "Oh yeah, it must be hard to convince your parents. I'm proud you're chasing your dream though."

Yoongi nodded and turned to look at Jimin who was watching the entire scene with a wide grin on his face. Yoongi chuckled as he leaned towards Jimin, "You got some sauce on your chin babe." he laughed as he wiped it off with his thumb.

He turned back to the hyungs only to see them smiling softly at them. Namjoon quickly cleared his throat, "So Yoongi, prom is approaching. Have you asked Jimin out yet?" "Ah, no I haven't really had the time to think about prom." Yoongi replied truthfully.

With how busy he's been, he hasn't had the time think of anything else except basketball and his cute boyfriend. Jin chuckled, "You should get around to doing it then because Jimin here has been very excited for it." he teased, earning a betrayed whine from his younger brother.

Things got better as dinner progressed & even Yoongi was surprised as to how well things were going. He bonded with Namjoon over rap & with Jin over fishing & cooking, promising to accompany him next time he went fishing. Jimin looked absolutely delighted by the turn of events.

Yoongi hadn't realized just how much he'd eaten until he had finally finished dessert. Jin was an amazing cook and even though Yoongi was on diet for his game, he couldn't help but enjoy the food. Japchae, Kimbap, dumplings, pudding, Jin had literally made a feast for them.

They moved to the living room after dinner and Yoongi and Joon realised that they share another common interest, their love for crime shows. By the end of the night, Yoongi found himself actually enjoying himself freely. It was finally time to leave.

Yoongi thanked Jin for the amazing dinner, especially the homemade kimchi and Jin promised to teach him the recipe next time. He hugged Jimin one last time and promised to text soon. "I'll lead you out." Namjoon said, gesturing to the door.

Yoongi was still nervous to be around the teacher alone but he followed him anyways. They stopped at the door and Namjoon cleared his throat, "Um Listen Yoongi, I'm sorry for the way I acted at the start of dinner.

I had a negative opinion of you and was worried that you would do Jimin more harm than good. Jin and Jimin, they've been through too much in life and they're my angels so I get very protective over them. But I was wrong about you. You're not a bad guy and you treat Jimin well.

So yeah, I just wanted to apologize. But also, if you let this go to your head or break Jimin's heart, I'll personally kick you in the balls so hard, they'll shoot right up into your body." he smiled as if he hadn't just threatened to end Yoongi.

Yoongi smiled, heart feeling full. He had NEVER expected to be having this conversation with his headmaster but hey, what is life if not unpredictable right? "Thank you Namjoon. I love Jimin very much and I'll take the best care of him." He said.

Namjoon dropped his smile, "Great now get off my porch so I can go back to my boys. See ya Min." Yoongi laughed as he waved goodbye and walked back to his car. His smile didn't dissapear for the rest of the ride back home.

WOOHOO THAT'S THE END OF THE UPDATE!! Did you all like it?!?! Share your thoughts with me in the quotes since Curious cat isn't working for some reason.Thank you so much for reading! I'll try finishing this fic by the end of the year!

I was just about to update and I realised that the last time I updated this was EXACTLY one year ago How many ever of you guys are STILL here, you have my entire heart! Please forgive me and don't be a ghost reader! Happy reading <3

Yoongi's blaring alarm had the boy springing out of bed, all traces of lingering sleep gone as he rushed to get ready. This was it! Today was the day that would determine everything. The thought itself sent a shiver down the boy’s spine & he tried not to choke on his toothpaste.

It was okay, he was going to kill it today! Well, he had to or he'd fuck everything up for himself. The stakes were high but so were Yoongi's hopes. It was almost like one of those times where you worked so hard that you don't even let yourself leave any space for failure.

Training had been hard, it had been soul draining. Yoongi worked harder than he had ever worked in his life. He had been practicing day and night for the past week, with only brief breaks for sleep and food, to the point where he hardly even had time to visit Jimin.

Of course his sweet boyfriend had only been his biggest supporter. Always bringing him meals because he knew that Yoongi would always forget to eat, giving him massages when his body felt sore and he was unable to move, sending him corny motivational tumblr posts to cheer him up+

waiting for him until practice was over, patiently sketching Yoongi from the bench, sketchbook almost full & hugging him silently in those difficult moments when everything got too overwhelming, making Yoongi get frustrated and on the brink of quitting. He was there for it all.

Jimin was with him through everything and for that Yoongi was grateful. Even Namjoon and Seokjin had been surprisingly supportive. Yoongi chuckled as he remembered Namjoon calling him to his office two days ago.

Yoongi had gone thinking he was going to get scolded for bunking class to practice agai. But their headmaster had avoided his eyes, thrusting a package of food into his arms with a look of nonchalance, "Jin wanted me to give this to you." Yoongi had smiled because +

the note on the package was clearly in Namjoon's handwriting. They had stood there awkwardly for a few moments before the older man cleared his throat, "Good luck, Yoongi." So yeah, everyone's been super supportive except... well, his parents.

His mom has been her normal chaotic self, Yoongi knew that she supported him wholeheartedly, as she always did. But he’s heard his parents arguing about it almost every single day, to the point that his dad had slept on the couch last night.

And Yoongi felt extremely guilty about it. His parents were hopelessly in love with each other, even after so many years and his usually stubborn headstrong father could never say no to his mom. They were polar opposites in every sense of the word but they hardly ever fought.

Their personalities were different & they had different ways of showing their love but they always worked so well together. So seeing them fight so hard over him made Yoongi feel like shit, like he was the bad guy. He could only hope that after today, things would get better.

He breathed to calm his nerves. There was still time, Yoongi's tryouts were at 11am but he had to be there by 9:30 to warm up & practice. He quickly sent a good morning text to Jimin & a thank you text to Jin’s good luck message before getting dressed and going downstairs.

Yoongi's parents were both extremely busy, his father was usually gone before Yoongi was even awake. So he was surprised to see both his parents in the living room. His mom was glaring daggers at his dad & the man looked nervous, fidgeting with his fingers as he avoided her gaze.

Yoongi cleared his throat and both of them startled. The boy raised his eyebrow at his dad, “Is it not a Wednesday or have I gotten something mixed up?” The man looked fully dressed for work so why was he still here?

Mrs. Min rolled her eyes before standing up and facing her husband with a pointed look as she made her way to the kitchen, “I’ll get breakfast ready.” Yoongi frowned. What was happening and why was everyone acting so weird today???

Mr. Min glanced at the confusion on his son’s face and sighed, “Sit down son.” He mumbled, patting the seat next to him on the couch. Yoongi internally groaned. He really really /really/ didn’t want to have another fight with his father.

At least not on the day of his fucking try outs. Was his father doing this on purpose to stress him out? Yoongi sat down reluctantly, waiting for his dad to just get his lecture over with so he could move on with his day. The day had barely started & it wasn't looking too good.

Mr. Min cleared his throat, cheeks warm with embarasment, “About your match today…” Yoongi rolled his eyes with a sigh, moving to get up from the couch “Dad I'm not going to change my mind no matter what you say. And really, you choose to do this even on the day of my tryouts?”

Mr. Min gave his son a look and he shut up immediately, sitting back down without another word. His father sighed, leaning forward to look Yoongi in the eye, "What I was trying to say before you so rudely interrupted me was... Good luck for your match today...."

Wait.. WHAT? Yoongi’s eyes widened comically in confusion and shock. Was he dreaming or did he really just witness his father wishing him good luck? His strict, music hating, head strong, authoritative, basketball hating, father????

His father scoffed at the look on his face, "Jesus, don't look at me like that Yoongi." the man muttered, lowering his gaze. “I’m not a monster you know? I just wanted to wish my son good luck. I know I’ve been wrong about a few things Yoongi, +

but you have to know that I only had had your best interests at heart. I was only worried for you like every other parent is for their child. I thought and still think that music isn’t the best career option but I want to try and respect your decision. It’s your life, after all.”

Yoongi could only stare at his dad, trying to process his words. “I want to be more supportive of your life choices, no matter how much I may disapprove of them. I guess what I’m trying to say is… I’m sorry for being so hard on you for so long Yoongi. +

I wanted you to follow in my footsteps & get a stable job, but I didn’t see how much you would’ve hated life if I had forced you to do that. It still scares me that you're taking such a risky path but that's only because I care about you. Even if I'm bad at showing it sometimes.”

Yoongi blinked back his tears and his dad chuckled dryly, “Never imagined these words coming out of my mouth did you?” Yoongi shook his head slowly, still dazed and Mr. Min smiled, “It’s all thanks to your mother for knocking some sense into me. We talked and +

she said "You were the one who said you didn't want any more kids after Yoongi because he was more than enough. Now you're going to lose the only child you have if you don't fix things right now." And I didn't want to. lose you, that is..." his father nodded.

A few seconds of silence passed before his dad awkwardly held his hands out for a hug. Yoongi jumped into his arms immediately with a wet laugh. "Thanks dad." He whispered into the hug. How long had it been since they’d shared a hug? Better late than never, he figured.

Yoongi didn’t know what had gotten into his dad but he was so thankful and ecstatic that his father was finally respecting his decisions and letting him do what he wanted. His dad hugged him tighter and Yoongi laughed, so so happy. Nothing could ruin his day now.

The sound Yoongi's rumbling stomach made them pull away, his mom snorting from the kitchen, no doubt having eavesdropped every word of their conversation. “Breakfast's ready. Come eat properly, you’re going to need a lot of energy if you want to play well.”

Yoongi went gladly, waving goodbye to his dad who finally went to work, heart feeling lighter. Today was going to be great, nothing could convince him otherwise!!

Jimin was in his first period of trig, wondering what excuse he could give to his teacher to let him off. There was no way in hell he was going to miss Yoongi’s match. But he wouldn’t be able to use the bathroom as an excuse because that would only take a few minutes.

Neither could he pretend to be sick because then they'll inform his hyungs. Jimin whined in frustration, looking mournfully at his watch. Yoongi’s match was in 10 minutes and he really needed to be there for him. It wasn't like he was missing out on much anyways, +

Mrs. Lee was a horrible math teacher and Jimin learnt more studying at home by himself than he did in her classes. Suddenly, a younger student popped into the classroom, addressing their teacher with a bow, “Headmaster Kim has asked for Park Jimin to come to his office.”

Mrs. Lee gave him permission with a nod of her head and Jimin stood up with a pout, wondering what on Earth Namjoon could possibly want him for, so close to the tryout!! He didn't do anything to get into trouble, he didn't have time for that stuff right now.

He made his way to Namjoon’s office, knocking lightly before entering. Joon was sitting at his desk, looking over paperwork. He looked up with a small smile when he saw Jimin enter, “Hey buddy, what class do you have next?” Jimin was still confused but signed, “History, why?”

“Ah, Mrs. Chang right? Do you have any test today?” Jimin shook his head no. "What was your score on the last test?" Why did this feel like a police interrogation? "A+" "Hmm...", Namjoon sighed before facing Jimin with a pointed look, “Yoongi’s tryouts start soon don’t they?”

“In 10 minutes.” Jimin signed with a sad pout. Namjoon chuckled endeared, “Okay then, let's make a deal. I'll let you off class to be there for his tryouts if you promise to maintain your grades for the rest of the year AND attend every ballet class without fail.”

Jimin looked up in shock, eyes wide, "REALLY?!!" "Yeah." Namjoon smile dimmed a little and leaned in with a careful look on his face, "As long as you don't tell Jin who broke that white china vase last week..."

The boy giggled, "Isn't this a misuse of power though?" Namjoon’s eyes narrowed playfully, “You don’t want to go? Okay then-“ Jimin interrupted his hyung with a laugh, frantically shaking his head. He definitely wanted to go. He went to give Namjoon a hug, “Thank you so much.”

Namjoon smiled again, dimples and all, “I'd get going if I were you, the match starts in 2 minutes.” Jimin grinned before leaving his hyung’s office and speed walking to the basketball courts.

His boyfriend was sitting on the benches, looking ready to play in his jersey and shoes. His face was blank & expressionless like it usually was but Jimin could tell how nervous he was by the tapping of his foot against the floor, muscles tense and hands clenched.

Yoongi looked up only when Jimin was a few feet away, blank face breaking out into a smile and sighing in relief at the sight of his boyfriend, “I don’t know how you managed it when you had class baby, but thank you so much for coming.”

Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi who was still sitting, face against his belly, hoping to soothe his nerves. Yoongi’s tensed body relaxed a little in his hold & he pulled away smiling, “I wouldn’t have missed it for the world. But you don't need me here to play well anyways.”

"That's nonsense, I always need you next to me." Yoongi insisted, kissing his tummy before standing up. He sucked in a breathe, shaking his limbs loosely, “I finished warm up thoroughly but I still feel so tense for some reason.” He muttered, frowning.

Jimin smiled, "That's good baby. Feeling nervous shows that you want this. Just channel all that energy into your game & you'll reach the stars" Yoongi sighed, "They're splitting us into teams and making us play a match to see who they like. It feels real now, not like practice"

Jimin scanned the hall quickly. There weren’t too many people present, apart from the players and the occasional teacher or a random sneaky student who’d come to watch like him. The game was going to start in two minutes and Jimin wished he could speak now more than ever.

Jimin wanted to tell Yoongi that he had nothing to worry about. That he'll do so well that he'll sleep happily tonight. That he'll be proud of him no matter what happens. He had so much he wanted to say to his boyfriend but Yoongi's sign language was still at a beginner's stage.

And even then Jimin wasn't an eloquent speaker like his hyung, he had too many thoughts and no articulate way to express them. So he did the next best thing and pulled Yoongi close for a kiss.

Yoongi’s eyes widened in surprise but he immediately fell into the kiss, pulling Jimin closer to deepen it. Jimin let him pour out all his nerves into the kiss but stopped after a while, "I'll give you the rest after you win" he smiled shyly. Now Yoongi had something to work for!

Yoongi was panting a little but he looked a lot more clear headed now, “THIS is the warm up I needed. Thank you baby.” He laughed. Jimin raised his fist to wish him good luck before their coach blew his whistle and Yoongi walked off towards his teammates.

Jimin sat back down on the bleachers and exhales. He tried not to show it for Yoongi’s sake but he was just as nervous as his boyfriend if not more. He knew how much Yoongi wanted this. Earning this scholarship would he did this on his own, without anyone's help.

He looked at the opposite side where the scholarship invigilators were seated. There were three of them, each with a clipboard and pen to assess students. On the court, both the teams took their positions. Jimin's heart started to beat louder in his chest.

The referee finally blew his whistle and the game started off. Yoongi’s team was off to a good start, taking the ball as soon as it was in the air. The game started well but Jimin couldn't calm his nerves. Unknown to himself, Jimin started to bounce his knee, bite his nails, +

eyes darting along with movements of the ball until Yoongi got it. Dribble, dribble, pass, dribble, pass, dribble, until he was getting closer to the hoop and shot! the coach blowing his whistle when Yoongi landed a smooth 3 pointers. Jimin clapped excitedly, +

looking at the approving faces of the judges as they scribbled something onto their papers. He pouted, wishing he could see what they had written The first half of the match went great, with Yoongi shooting five more times all on his own.

Soon, the whistle for halftime was blown and Jimin rushed to where Yoongi had slumped down on the benches, panting and sweaty. Yoongi was gulping down a bottle of gatorade but he smiled tiredly at Jimin. Jimin passed him a towel to wipe his face and retied his shoelaces.

But they didn't have enough time to properly speak, Yoongi's team calling him for a group huddle and strategy talk. The second half was more neck to neck than the previous one even though Yoongi was able to effortlessly shine amongst everyone there.

But somewhere in the middle, because of the rising tension, decreasing time, the high stake, the players started getting rowdier. The tackling was more aggressive, and the bodies crowding together around the ball made things worse. It was in the last quarter of the match, +

Yoongi was dribbling his way towards the hoop when two players tried tackling him. They subtly pushed & shoved at the ball, more players gathering around them. And maybe it was the timing, maybe it was the overly polished floor, maybe it was just his luck but +

Jimin saw the exact moment, heart caught in his throat as Yoongi's ankle got caught amongst the crowd and twisted at an abnormal angle as it took him down to the floor. Jimin stood up instantly in shock, his heart sinking to his stomach as fear overtook him. He watched his

boyfriend immediately get up from the floor as if nothing has happened, and spring back into action. But Jimin could see it, he could see Yoongi's teeth clenched in pain under the determined expression. His boyfriend failed to make the shot and the ball went to the other team.

Jimin didn't know how bad the injury was, there was no time to even take a good look at it. There were only a few minutes left and Yoongi's team was winning but not by much. They couldn't let their guard down at such a crucial time. Jimin didn't know what was going through +

Yoongi's mind but he prayed for it to not hurt too much. He was mentally sending all his good energy to Yoongi, it was all he could do. His boyfriend looked even more determined now, the pain only seeming to have spurred him on as he played more fiercely than ever.

There was two minutes left and the opposite managed to shoot a 3 point. Jimin's heart was racing so loudly, he could hear it through his cheeks, fists clenched, forehead sweaty and eyes getting wider and wider as the ball went to Yoongi. He almost felt like throwing up.

30 seconds left... Jimin's nails were bitten to the ends, eyes following the ball's every moment, as he desperately prayed to all the Gods above that his boyfriend's ankle wasn't hurting him too much, that Yoongi would be able to make it to the end.

From the outside, no one seemed to have even noticed the sprain because Yoongi hadn't reacted to it at all but Jimin knew it must hurt like hell. Yoongi was so brave and strong, fighting so well even with a hindrance. The opposite team player managed to lose

the ball & it was finally back in Yoongi's grasp as he swiftly approached the hoop. Dribble, Dribble, tackle and... Jimin jumped up in his seat, clapping and cheering hysterically as Yoongi successfully dunked the ball into the hoop, the timer blaring loudly only moments later.

Yoongi ran up to Jimin before he could even tell him not to, huge grin on his face as he lifted Jimin into the air, uncaring of his ankle. Jimin shrieked happily, clapping in congratulations & hugging Yoongi back tightly. They stayed like that for awhile, happy in their embrace.

Jimin suddenly remembered about Yoongi's ankle and punched his arm, wanting to let down. "I saw you sprain your ankle!! Are you okay? Does it hurt?" he signed frantically. Yoongi chuckled, pulling him close again, "Yeah yeah, it does hurt like a bitch but it's so so worth it. +

Don't worry, I'll get it checked after this. I wanted to ask you something, I was waiting until after tryouts to ask you but now that it's over..." Jimin sighed, relaxing a bit, "What is it?" Yoongi's smile turned shy and he looked down, "Will you go to prom with me? +

Jin hyung will kill me if I took any longer to ask you." Jimin smile brightens and he giggled happily, hugging his boyfriend, "Of course I will, I was waiting for you to ask for so long! Now I understand that you were waiting to ask me after the tryouts."

Yoongi's smirk turned playful, "I'm also waiting for something. Didn't you promise to give me the rest of the kiss after the match? I deserve one after all this, don't I?" Jimin laughed, leaning close to slot their lips together. Yoongi deserved all the kisses in the world!!

Okay Important Poll: Do y'all want smut for this AU or not? Ik jimin is in sophomore year but we can consider him to be 18 if you do think that the AU needs smut????