𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟐 | 𝐟𝐢𝐧.

yoongi

You hold your tray of lunch and scan the cafeteria. There are many seats available at many tables but the people sitting on them are less than pleasing to be around. Finally, you spot a table with someone familiar.

Min Yoongi, the best in your music class.

You balance your tray on your hip and make your way over to that table.

"Do you mind if I sit here?"

He chokes on his lunch, his friends patting him on the back until he can cough out a yes. You chuckle and sit across from them, enjoying your lunch while scrolling through your feed. You look up to see Yoongi looking at you as if he's trying to mask pain.

"Uh, are you ok?"

He curses under his breath and grunts.

"Yeah, just peachy." He spits the last word in one of his friends face. Curious, you look under the table to see all six of them kicking at his legs. You cover your mouth and go back to minding your own business.

"Yoongi hyung, do something cool. She's sitting right in front of you."

You keep your head down, pretending that you can't hear a thing, mindlessly looking at photos.

"Yeah, hyung. Impress her. You do like her after all."

There's a whimper of pain and then this:

"Can you blithering idiots shut up before I slap all of you? She's not deaf, y'know."

You blink dumbly, finishing off your lunch before standing. Yoongi watches you with regret in his eyes as you begin to walk away.

"Oh, wait."

You spin in your heel and strut back to their table, swiping Yoongi's napkin. You quickly scribble down your number, adding a huge smiley face at the end. Passing it to him, you blow him a kiss and walk off.

"See? I told you she's not deaf."