UNIVERSE / BTS.

10: english boys / namgi

"mr. min doesn't speak korean fluently yet, due to the fact he was bought up in england and america," miss lim explained, in english so that yoongi would understand too. "kim namjoon, as you are my best korean english student, you will help yoongi out in the classes he has with you, and with the language in general. okay?"

namjoon nodded. "that's fine by me, miss."

"thank you, mr. kim," miss lim winked at namjoon, grinning. "taehyung, i'm going to have to ask you to move so mr. min can sit there."

"aw, c'mon miss!" taehyung groaned, packing up his things.

"go sit with mr. bhuwakal, i know you two get on well," miss lim rolled her eyes. "yoongi, there you go."

yoongi nodded gratefully, sitting next to namjoon and taking out his things, fiddling with a pencil as miss lim spoke. namjoon leaned over, whispering a question.

"what are you studying?"

yoongi jumped at the sudden whisper, and namjoon bit back at giggle at his cuteness. "uh, i'm majoring in music and literature, minoring in art." he answered, his accent a halfway point between english and american, that namjoon found quite nice sounding.

"i'm majoring in music too," namjoon smiled. "and i'm minoring in literature, so i can help you out in that too."

yoongi smiled gratefully. "t-thank you."

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"DUDE, I CAN'T believe you got to be the hot new guy's translator!" seokjin complained, shoving his lunch - instant ramen - into his mouth.

namjoon rolled his eyes. seokjin was a fashion and drama major that namjoon had befriended after walking in on him naked twice - the first time after a shower, when namjoon was visiting taehyung's dorm, and the second time when he was lounging around at home, alone, with his balls out - that loved cooking and boys. the most accurate description of seokjin was one that his boyfriend, jimin, had given: "a well dressed gay actor and chef, who screams at anything that so much as makes him jump. and yet we love him.".

the two sat in the college campus, on one of the picnic benches by the food vans that sometimes came and sold to the hungry college students. taehyung was also with them, but he was buying a burrito from one of the trucks. namjoon wondered where yoongi had got to; he thought they could hang out at lunch.

"hey, joonie, if he's not straight, lemme know if he ever hops on your dick," seokjin said, being his usual dramatic self. "i need to know if my boy's getting some ass or not!"

"please stop," namjoon groaned, biting into his taco from the mexican food truck. "how am i gonna get his ass? all i do is help him read hangul and speak korean."

"i dunno! just let me know if you fuck him!" seokjin exclaimed, just as namjoon saw yoongi walking over to them.

there had never been a time where namjoon was so grateful that seokjin couldn't speak english. as the mint haired boy walked closer, namjoon waved, grinning, and seokjin glanced over at him.

"fuck me he's hot," seokjin sighed. "goddamn my koreaness, and my attractiveness! if i was smarter and uglier, i wouldn't be unable to talk or in a relationship!"

"if you were uglier, you wouldn't be you," taehyung deadpanned as he returned, two burritos in his hand. "oh, hello yoongi!"

"hi," yoongi said, his pronunciation still wobbly. "hey, namjoon. i just spoke with the headteacher, and apparently we're roommates?"

namjoon broke into a grin. "really? that's great!"

"wait, what's great, taehyung, help." seokjin said confusedly, making namjoon laugh.

"they're roommates." taehyung informed seokjin, who smirked.

"'oh my god they were roommates'." he quoted, in near perfect english. yoongi broke out laughing, a lovely sound that namjoon definitely wanted to hear more of in the future.

"do you wanna sit with us?" namjoon asked yoongi, who nodded. seokjin budged along the bench, and yoongi sat next to him, fiddling with strands of his hair.

"these guys are my idiotic best friends," namjoon smiled. "that's seokjin, or 'mr. worldwide handsome'," seokjin smiled at yoongi, who nodded, a small smile on his face. "and that's taehyung, my cousin. he knows english, and he's catching up with me."

taehyung grinned, biting into his burrito. "aye aye captain." he winked. yoongi looked slightly confused, and namjoon rolled his eyes. this translating gig was gonna be long and difficult, especially with his idiot friends.

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     "IF YOU'VE done nothing wrong— shit!"

namjoon was casually singing along to jorja smith as he walked into his dorm, before tripping over a box in the entrance and falling onto the floor. he cursed under his breath; yoongi was moving in, of course he would have boxes all over the dorm. namjoon's philosophy class usually made him forget small things of the day.

"hey, yoongi hyung!" he said, seeing the smaller boy walking in from the bathroom. yoongi stopped, looking down at the twenty year old sprawled across the floor.

"namjoon?" he asked, confused. "you okay?"

namjoon nodded, pushing himself up and smiling as he pulled his earbud out. "i'm fine. i'm the clumsiest guy in college, i swear."

yoongi grinned, and goddamn was his grin beautiful. his gums showed, his eyes crinkled up, and his lips formed creases in his cheeks that namjoon found adorable. his mint hair was messed up and wet - he had clearly had a shower - and he wore sweatpants and an oversized black vans hoodie. there was a pair of round glasses placed on his nose, and namjoon just found his whole appearance absolutely adorable.

"you settling in well?" namjoon asked, sitting on his bed and plugging his phone in. yoongi nodded, picking up the box that namjoon had tripped over and placing it on his desk chair.

"mmhm," he hummed, sitting on his graffiti themed duvet and crossing his legs. "my art class was, um, pretty cool, your... your cousin translated for me." he spoke in korean, stringing sentences together with caution. "i went to the, ah, what's the word? library! i went to the library, and borrowed milk and honey by rupi kaur."

"nice! i've never read it. probably should though," namjoon grinned. "you do understand what i'm saying, yeah?"

"more or less," yoongi nodded. "but i'm learning well, i think."

"that's fantastic, yoongi-hyung."

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