Behind The Masks

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Yoongi's POV

'Normally, I don't throw expensive things but the alarm clock in my phone constantly going off is now across my room. I was about to go back to sleep until I heard that god forsaken ringtone. "I got a pocket, got a pocket full of sunshine. I got a love that you - What do you want Hobi?" I asked all too nicely. "Hey grumpy grandpa I was just calling to make sure you were coming to school today, after all you've missed a few days you dumb ass". "I'm tired as fuck, I was out all night, and you THINK I'm gonna want to go to school?" I asked as I went to the kitchen to get something to eat. 'I really need to eat before I go to bed', "YES I think you should come to school today! It's important because I'm introducing you to my shy friend because he needs new friends and ALSO I thought you were doing odd jobs anymore...what happened to getting a real job?" Hoseok asked me and god damn, he sounds really disappointed. On my way to the kitchen I noticed a random man sprawled out on the couch with no shirt on, he's probably naked too. Great. "Hobi, we'll talk at school" I replied with a bit of a snap in my tone. "Don't tell me there's another man in your house, Yoongs that's not a good place for you to live. I know you love your mom but -" "Hoseok, that's enough. Shut the fuck up, I'm going to school today. Be happy" I cut him off and hung up before he could respond.
After what felt like HOURS I finally made it to school, don't get me wrong, I don't live that far I'm just kinda super lazy. I heard the school bell ring but it did nothing to fasten my pace, I just don't care. I was half tempted to just turn around and skip school until I heard some fast approaching foot steps and then I was on the ground, "What the hell? HOSEOK I SWEAR TO GOD." "I wanted to make sure you came to school, plus I was talking with a friend" he replied with a small smile. I just looked around, I don't see anyone else out here and, OH, I see someone very quickly walk around the side of the school. No idea who but I do know, they got some tasty looking thighs. Good god, I need to get laid. "Hey Yoongs, isn't that Taehyung?" "I think so, only kid in this school who constantly sports wearing Gucci and designer clothes. Why?" I looked at Hobi as we made our way inside school. "I swear it looked like he was crying. He's just kinda standing over there, should we go see if he's okay?" He asked with a small pout. "Hobi, you might be my sunshine, but you can't but into people's business who you barely know. Just ask Jin and Joon, aren't you friends with them? Now come on, I'm getting tired and wanna sleep at my desk" stifling a yawn, I sped up a bit and walked to my dreaded first class, History. I'm a lazy senior in high school who's actually pretty damn smart but I mean, apparently having tattoos and piercings makes you dumb nowadays.
I walked into my class and, thankfully, Mr. Yang wasn't here yet. I casually walked over to my normal empty desk when I noticed someone hunched over a desk in the corner. Smart kid, sleeping in class. I should honestly do the same, but before I could Mr. Yang walked into class, "Alright students, today were..." I stopped paying attention as soon as the kid lifted up his head. I couldn't see his full face but from what I could see he was stupidly attractive. Blue hair, big doe eyes, and seems like he has some delicious looking thighs. Holy shit, how have I never noticed him before? He's gorgeous. 'I guess coming to school today was worth it, he must be a new kid and, well, that just means no one has a claim on him yet.' I just smiled to myself before resting my head in my arms on my desk and slowly drifting off in a somewhat peaceful slumber.

SORRY IF THIS SUCKS. I TRIED. ITLL GET BETTER. I PROMISE. I JUST HAVE TOO MANY IDEAS RUNNING THROUGH MY HEAD AND GWAAAA. ANYWHO, I LOVE YOU.