waste it on me | myg

XVI

"could you be any more obvious?"

"i don't trust her." he whispers back. peeping around the corner, yoongi makes sure the coast is clear before scrambling towards a trash can and crouching behind it.

hoseok facepalms.

"you're seriously in plain sight. you can't hide behind something smaller than you!"

"shhh." yoongi listens to the conversation coming from behind the lockers.

"...so stay away, or else." he catches a girl's voice threaten. and boy, is he mad now.

"yoongi...calm down. calm down right now!" hoseok whisper yells in a panic. yoongi stands up from his hiding spot.

"oh shit."

hoseok, still around the corner, tries to knock some sense into the older boy before he does anything rash.

"bitch get your ass back here!" hoseok hisses, snatching yoongi's wrist. he pulls on his arm, hard.

however, yoongi doesn't budge. one scary look from the older boy sends hoseok into a state of fear, leading him to release his grip and cower back.

"that's what i thought." yoongi snarls, footsteps echoing loud among the quiet of the halls. he turns the corner and hoseok gets shivers down his back.

"welp, there goes juyeon."