INSECURE.

two.

CHAPTER TWO

HEAVY sighs escaped jimin's plump lips, chapped from the many times his tongue darted out to nervously wet them. perhaps he was apprehensive because of the male he encountered earlier that day, or because the weight of being the only new student (since he arrived a few days after school originally started) was finally forcing fatigue on the poor sleep deprived boy. and the fact that taehyung was no where to be seen made him all the more impatient on leaving the classroom.

unfortunately, he had only sat through a few hours of nonstop lectures, therefore there was still quite a lot more he needed to endure. but it wasn't like he was learning anything; he hadn't listened to half of what the teacher was saying as there was a mere fifteen minutes left until next period. jimin was a bit too nervous to even focus on the lessons anyway, on many occasions he found multiple students staring or whispering about him.

you could describe it as uncomfortable, but in jimin's case it made him feel more discriminated than anything. insecure, the boys first instinct was to look away. his arms wrapped tightly around his midsection and his legs locked in place, too afraid to move a muscle. he was being watched, and that was enough to allow him the worries. many unpleasant thoughts roomed freely in his head, the cage to those locked away feelings opened by the many people surrounding him.

involuntary or not, jimin felt they needed to make them realize their classmate on the verge of having a mental breakdown. however, just as he was about to snap, the sound of his saving grace made him flinch in both surprise and relief. the bellー the final dismisser of the students that took this opportunity to flood out of the classroom as if it were engulfed in flamesー saved him. he was able to breathe.

as jimin stood up, he took a deep breath in. the teacher, who was later recognized as taehyung's love interest, glanced up at the last student leaving the room. he took this opportunity to confront the shy individual, as he realized a bit too late that he was, in fact, their new student. having not paid enough attention to his class, he didn't notice the unfamiliar body.

"jimin?" a voice called out, to which said boy froze. he was halfway in between his desk and another desk, his feet taking one more step as he had hoped to make it out without any distractions. "park jimin? come here for a second." even with his frantic hand movements, mr kim seemed extremely calm and collected, versus jimin, who felt the need to run away and never stop until he fell of the edge of the earth.

but, alas, he had to obey and respect his authorities. so, with small movements, he shuffled his feet over to the attractive teacher, his head lowered as if he was being lectured. that was not at all the case, as mr kim merely wanted to introduce himself.

"y-yes, mr kim?" his voice was loud against his ears, the empty room making jimin feel like he was suffocating more than he was with it full of students. but nevertheless, he tried to remain still, stoping his foot from tapping against the carpeted floors. he stared ahead, not really at his teacher, but just close enough to make it seem like he was without actually looking into his eyes.

mr kim let out a small chuckle, his voice resonating around the room. jimin glanced at the clock. "relax." he breathed, placing delicate fingers on the rim of his silver laptop and shutting it with a soft click. "i noticed it's your first day. how is everything holding up?" his casual tone made jimin's shoulders slouch a bit, but only to be brought back up again in a quick shrug.

"i-it's okay, i guess." jimin's hands fiddled with a piece of paper hanging off the side of the desk, taking in a sharp breath as he cursed at himself for his unsteady voice. it came out as a half whisper, his hands trembling almost as much as his voice. "but um, i should get to class." without letting mr kim get out another word, jimin was making a beeline for the door. once outside, he grasped his chest and panted.

after taking a minute to calm down his overactive nerves, he dug through his backpack to find his schedule. he stared at the empty pockets with furrowed eyebrows, his teeth catching the soft flesh of his lower lip. he mumbled to himself, wondering where he schedule had gone. he had it before coming to school, but didn't need it for his first few classes because taehyung made it part of his day to help jimin remember; in case of a situation like this.

"aw, you look adorable when you're concentrating."

jimin's head snapped to the side. there, standing at least a foot taller than the small boy crouched next to the water fountain, was joonieー the boy who's nickname hadn't fooled jimin, and rather, made him more curious as to what his real name was. seeing his wide grin suddenly made jimin's elbow hurt, relaxing his arms as he felt the bandaid start to unstick from the mobility of the area.

joonie tapped his chin, his dimple visible as he flashed another smile. there was a sparkle to his eyes, and jimin wondered what he was even doing outside of class when the bell was bound to ring any second. and what made jimin even more confused was that he somehow knew exactly where jimin was heading.

"looking for this?" the hand that rested in the pocket of his skin tight jeans slipped out. slim fingers held onto a piece of paper, folded neatly. it looked identical to jimin's schedule. "you dropped this."

jimin was quick to snatch the piece of paper, though his eyebrows remained in their state of confusion. "b-but how did you find this? you went after me, i was behind youー" jimin cut himself off before he gave himself another anxiety attack. he tried to process this, staring at the water fountain instead of joonie. the only thing he could think about was how the clumsy mess joonie was earlier was definitely not the same one who was visiting him currently.

"i accidentally left something at home, so i had to turn back. turns out, when i ran into you, you dropped some things." joonie's gaze was suggestive, implying that jimin dropped something else. the nervous glance jimin sent his way made joonie chuckle.

"calm down, it was just some chapstick." joonie pulled out the stick, the girlish label making jimin's fluffy cheeks turn a light shade of pink. he liked the girly chapstick, because on occasion when he'd accidentally wet his lips, it tasted good. and it smelled really sweet too. the strawberry and cherry flavors were always his favorites, with the exception of something minty once in a while.

"w-well, thank you." jimin stuttered out nervously, his outstretched hand making jimin extend his own, reaching for the chapstick. but joonie yanked his hand back, his pink tongue slipping past his lips to wet them thoroughly.

"actually, my lips are pretty chapped. mind if i use some?" but joonie didn't wait for jimin to answer. he uncapped the lid, the slight popping sound making jimin's eyes widen. he was too late to stop the taller male from rolling up the stick, applying the artificial cherry flavored lip product against his, quite frankly, soft appearing lips. 

smacking them together, he gracefully rubbed the excess material off his lips with his middle finger. then, grasping jimin's clammy hands, he peeled open the fingers that were planning to permanently remain fists, and dropped the chapstick in his palm.

"thanks, jimin." joonie waved goodbye with two fingers, spinning around on his heel and walking down the hallway. jimin was stunned, he still hadn't moved his hand down from when joonie returned his chapstick. jimin didn't even need to know how he figured out his nameーit was obvious he had read through his schedule. in fact, jimin new it from the start when he showed up out of seemingly nowhere, knowing the exact whereabouts of practically a stranger.

jimin stomped his foot. his nervousness was replaced with anger, pure irritation at what just happened. angrily shoving the chapstick back into his pocket, he gathered his things and trudged down the hallways. he was heading towards his next class, because the bell had just rang. but he stopped at a familiar voice that should have been muted minutes ago.

"aw, you're so cute when you're angry."

TWO | AUTHORS NOTE

i hope you're liking this so far !! and jimin will figure out namjoon's name soon, i bet y'all are tired of jimin calling him joonie.

// the first few chapters will be fluffy, but if you know who i am as a fanfiction writer, don't expect anything permanent. ;)