“I’m almost 18, you shouldn’t be calling me a kid.” The kid behind me says. This boy has an immense attitude issue, I see. I laugh dryly, mainly because he reminds me of myself when I was 17.
I turn around and look at him, I’m only about 2 steps away from him and from this distance, I can really get a good look at him. He has fluffy orange hair that is covered in glitter. (Ugh glitter). He is wearing a little bit of eyeliner and maybe even a little lip-gloss, but whatever he was wearing, made him look hot.
Maybe it was because I hadn’t gotten a lot of action in a while, but something made me think that thought. He was hot. Not the rip your pants off kind of hot that made me want to take him right there, but he was border lining on hot and cute at the same time.
Like, what the hell God?
I didn’t care if I was staring too long, and apparently, he was doing the same too, because I could feel his eyes raking me up and down.
“You’re hot,” the boy says out loud. He looked straight into my eyes as he told me this.
“I know.” I smirked at the boy and took a step closer to him.
Sadly, I could smell the liquor on his breath. It was strong and potent. I sighed at the chance of me getting laid tonight slips out of the window and into a trash compactor. I was not about to have sex with someone who was drunk.
“Come with me, kid.” I turned and headed back to my apartment, not even looking back to see if he was following me. I could hear his little feet go tmp tmp tmp on the ground behind me anyways.
I stepped inside my apartment, him behind me. I put the groceries on the island in the kitchen. The boy was walking around and looking at everything. I rolled my eyes and went to check on my bank account. The money that I had to be paid was in my account.
I smirked, damn fool must’ve been scared.
“Hyung...” I looked up from my screen to see the boy in nothing but his boxers. My smirk dropped as I see him. I gulp and rake my eyes up and down his body. He had a couple tattoos, one that said ‘Never mind’ on his rib area and a couple other ones.
And he had abs. He. Had. Abs.
Damn him for being drunk.
“Look, kid. You and I are not having sex. You’re obviously drunk, and I figured you had nowhere for the night. Just go lay on the bed.”
The boy pouted. He pouted. I sighed as he went over to my bedroom and fell on the bed. I reclined in my chair and cross my arms. I was beginning to feel tired as well. Might as well sleep, I look at my bed and sigh again.
I feel to lazy to get up. I have decided to sleep right here.
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Honestly, Yoongi is me.
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Hacker || Yoonmin
Fanfiction"Join me." Where Yoongi and Jimin are recruited to join a secret organization.
