The following weeks was a rollercoaster ride for Jimin and his friends, and Jimin hated it.
Students will all come up to them and ask about Yoongi, because somehow they found out that him and the blue-haired male were childhood friends. Where they got the information? Jimin doesn't have the slighest idea.
Jimin is aware of Yoongi's sudden popularity and he hates every bit of it.
Yoongi, on the other hand, has grown accustomed to his sudden fame in the school and just like Jimin, he would recieve a few(a lot) fan letters every now and then.
But Yoongi will always ignore and brushed them off whenever someone would come up to him and bravely give him their letters themselves, because he doesn't care about them and he never will.
Little did everyone knows that all Yoongi cares about is a particular boy who has pink hair.
But as Yoongi's popularity grows, the tension between them only grows more.
For those past weeks Jimin would casually catch Yoongi looking at him or rather, glaring at him. The older would be subtle at first, but as the days go by Yoongi wouldn't even bother of hiding from Jimin his face full of distaste.
During lunch break was the most dreadful part of it all, where he can clearly see him giving him death glares through his thin eyes.
Yoongi will always, and he means always, sit infront of him a few tables away. And even if Seokjin or Taehyung will offer the seat beside Jimin, the older will just shake his head no and continues to sit on his usual spot and give him his never-ending glares.
Which is exactly what Yoongi is doing right now.
Jimin grips his chopsticks tight and cursed under his breath. He tried shifting his eyes everywhere, but it will always end up in Yoongi's position.
The pink-haired male can only sigh in despair as he looked over to his bestfriend, who is burying himself in the thick textbook infront of him.
He was scribbling something on a little notebook he has and Jimin couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at him.
"Are you really Taehyung?"
The said male stops from his scribbling and looks up at him, "I'm not dumb as you think i am Jiminnie," his bestfriend says with his deep voice.
Jimin pursed his lips at Tae's bluntness. He knows that if Tae is acting like that, he is serious as fuck.
"I didn't think you are,"
"I can be smart if i focus enough in my studies, which i am doing right now."
"Then why didn't you before?"
"What's the fun in that?"
Jimin can only gape at him. The red-haired male only shrugs and continues to scribble down.
Jimin chews his bottom lip and stares off at the distance, when Hoseok suddenly came and sits besides him.
The younger would be surprised and be tensed afterwards if Hoseok did that before, but as days passed he became more used to the older popping out of nowhere.
"Hi Jiminnie, Hi Taehyung" Hoseok said while holding something like a box. It was medium size and has pink ribbons all over it.
Jimin nods as a greeting while eyeing the box in curiousty and Tae only waves a little, without looking up at what he is doing.
Hoseok, sensing Jimin's gaze, puts the box infront of him.
"Here, this is for you," he heard Hoseok say and Jimin was taken aback.
"F-For me?"
Hoseok nods, and smiles brightly.
"Do you like chocolates? It would be a shame if you don't"
Hoseok opens the box and it was indeed a box full of chocolates; Different brands and different flavors.
Jimin can only mutter a small 'thanks'.
"That's so sweet," Tae suddenly said out of nowhere. "The chocolates i mean."
Jimin rolls his eyes hard at that remark and turned to Hoseok, who is still has his smile as bright as the sun.
"Do you like it?" the brunette asked full of hope.
"I do," Jimin smiles. "But what is it for?"
He can see Hoseok rubbing his nape, looking all flustered and shy.
"I-I don't know how to say this, and i know this is not the right place to tell but,"
Jimin waited patiently for his next words, with his smile still plastered in his face.
"Can i court you?"
Jimin started choking on nothing, and Taehyung, who was too focus on his studying earlier, now has a shock registered in his face.
"W-What -? C-Can you r-repeat that?" Jimin said almost quizically, his face beet red.
Hoseok doesn't know if he should repeat himself, seeing Jimin's reaction, but he decided to do nevertheless.
"C-Can i court y-you?"
"W-Why?"
Hoseok suddenly holds his hand, an action that made Jimin's face turn more red than he probably is. He felt the brunette squeeze it gently, as if any more pressure can break it.
"I like you Jimin. Since the first night i saw you, i knew and felt that somehow we have a connection. And i know you feel it too," Hoseok confessed,
Jimin was too stunned and was blushing hard to even speak.
"I know, what happened between you and Yoongi." the brunette continued, "But trust me, i would never hurt or leave you."
Trust? Trust is such a big word for Jimin. The first and last time he trusted someone, he ended up with more than he bargained for.
Can he really trust Hoseok? Is he any different from Yoongi?
"So please Jimin, give me a chance?" Hoseok asked hopefully, and Jimin has this urge to say no.
It's like an internal battle inside him. He has swore that he would never fall inlove, or let someone enter in his life again.
But now he's getting confused, and Jimin doesn't really like the confusement.
"Can i court you, and prove to you that i am worthy of fixing your broken and fragile heart?" Hoseok asked one last time.
Jimin was about to say something when someone spoke from behind them,
"No you can't."
Jimin's blood ran cold and jerks his head to see Yoongi standing behind him, who looks too tight-lipped.
Yoongi had his arms crosses and he was breathing heavily, looking like he's calming himself.
"W-Why --"
"Why couldn't i?" Hoseok took the words right out of his mouth.
"Because i said so," the older retorted with a flat tone.
"You don't own him Yoongi,"
Hoseok is now throwing hard glares at Yoongi who doesn't seem too bothered to flinched.
Jimin looks at them back and forth, and decided to speak up.
"Hoseokkie is right --"
"Hoseokkie?" Yoongi exclaimed, "That nickname sucks."
Jimin decided to ignore that comment.
"He is right, you don't own me Yoongi. I can decide on my own thank you very much."
Yoongi narrows his eyes, and Jimin can clearly see the hidden rage in it.
And before anyone can even speak, Jimin found himself getting dragged away by none other than Yoongi himself.
--
"Let go of me!" Jimin yelled once he got a good grasp of the situation. Yoongi complies and let him go.
There are now in the school garden, the very garden where he first saw Yoongi even if he doesn't know at first that it was him.
In another scenario, Jimin would be feeling giddly but now he's feeling nothing more but spitefullness.
"What the hell is your problem?!" he yelled at Yoongi's stoic face while rubbing his wrist.
"My problem? Are you stupid?"
Jimin's blood boils at the sudden accusation.
"You -- What is wrong with you? You can't just do that!"
"Do what?"
"What you did earlier!"
"I can't?"
"Yoongi!!"
Jimin was beyond frustrated. He doesn't know what's the deal with this guy in front of him. Have he really gone nuts?
"If this is about Hoseok, then you don't have any right to do what you did. He is right Yoongi, you don't own me to meddle with my life."
"Hoseok is no good for you,"
Jimin couldn't help but laugh. Out of all the person who would say those words, it would be Min Yoongi himself.
How ironic.
"And who do you think is good for me? You?" Jimin asked in a mocking tone.
"Yes." Yoongi said without a moment of hesitation and Jimin's breath suddenly hitches in his throat and he stood there in utter shock.
He doesn't know a single word can affect him that much so he lets out a nervous laugh.
"Y-You?"
Yoongi looks at him with an unreadable expression and starts stepping forward. The younger stood there frozen in his feet.
Jimin only had the courage to step back when he sees that Yoongi is only a few centimeters away from him.
"S-Stop! Don't come near me!" he shrieks, and a part of him was disappointed when Yoongi did stop on his feet.
"Y-You are so f-funny Yoongi. What makes you think t-that you are good for m-me?" he managed to ask and mentally hits himself from stuttering too much.
"Trust me, you're better off without Hoseok"
"I trusted you before, and look where i ended up." Jimin argued, and give Yoongi a dirty look.
He can see the corner of Yoongi's mouth twitch, but the older didn't say anything.
"I .. I kinda like Hoseok,"
Jimin doesn't know why he said that, but as he took in the sight of Yoongi, he realized that he shouldn't have.
Yoongi's jaw tightened and his eyes has a glint of fury in it. His hands are now curled up in a ball and Jimin can clearly see veins popping out of his pale neck.
"No you don't" he heard Yoongi said firmly, full of confidence.
He tried hard not to be intimidated by the man infront of him so he refused to back down.
"Oh? You know what i am feeling right now?" he asked, "That's good. Then you should know also that i don't like you, and i don't want you near me again! I hate you Min Yoongi," Jimin added with malice.
He was about to smile in triumph when the older kept his silence but that small victory was cut short when he felt Yoongi's long veiny fingers digging into his arm.
Yoongi has grabbed him, and Jimin winced at the sudden hard pressure.
"Y-Yoongi .." he wiggles his arms to break free but the older only tightens his hold.
"You really don't know how to shut your pretty little mouth huh?"
Jimin widens his eyes, but still tries to pry Yoongi's hand away.
''Y-You're hurting m-me .."
"Maybe i should just kiss you to prove my point?"
Jimin's ears twitched at what Yoongi said and suddenly, he was filled with rage inside him.
He slapped Yoongi with his free hand, hard. The older stumbled slightly on the sudden impact and released his hold on Jimin.
Yoongi has a red mark on his cheek and his head is now tilted to the side, unmoving.
Jimin is now breathing heavily. He wanted to regret what he did but he knows that he shouldn't. Yoongi deserves it. In fact, he deserves more than that.
"I am not your plaything Yoongi," Jimin exclaimed. Yoongi still hasn't moved in his position.
"If you think i will let you do what you did years ago then you are fucking wrong." he spat, venom lacing through his every word.
"I really fucking hate you Min Yoongi, stay away from me from now on. Leave me alone. Leave my friends alone. Leave Hoseok alone. I'm sure it wouldn't be that hard for you, considering you did it all so easily before." he demanded one last time and stomps away without sparing Yoongi one last glance, leaving the older who didn't speak nor move ever since.
--
Jimin is now walking in the hallway with an aggravated look when he spots someone leaning in front of hus locker.
He walks directly infront of Hoseok, who is clutching the boxes of chocolates he gave to him earlier, and stood up straight when he sees Jimin looking at him intensely.
"J-Jimin, I just thought you --" the brunette jumps in fright when Jimin slams his hand at his side.
"Let's make a deal," Jimin suggested with a firm voice.
Hoseok looks at him with a puzzled look, but gestures for the younger to continue.
"Court me," Jimin started, and Hoseok's eyes suddenly lits up.
"But you need to do something for me," Jimin added and whispers something in the brunette's ear.
Hoseok tilted his head and blinks multiple times, couldn't quite get what Jimin is saying.
"I-Isn't that exactly what i am s-supposed to do?" hoseok asked unsurely.
Jimin only smiles mischievously and pats Hoseok cheek, "Of course sweetie," he said sweetly, and walks away.
Leaving Hoseok in a confused state.
The brunette shudders at the younger's sudden switch of personality and can't help but to be intrigued at what exactly happened between him and Yoongi earlier.
Hoseok smirked to himself,
--
Once Jimin was gone, Yoongi slumps down on the bermuda grass with a frustrated sigh.
He combs his blue locks in an aggressive way, and nibbles on his bottom lip in anxiousness. The facade he showed earlier slowly slipping away.
"You can come out now," Yoongi said.
A male suddenly emerged out of nowhere and sits down at the bench near him.
"In my defense, i wasn't eavesdropping." the male said and crossed his legs. "So did you tell him?"
"What's the point?" Yoongi sighs defeatedly and picks up a pebble.
"He hates me," He added and throws the pebble away, before picking up a new one.
"The point is, you should tell him before it's too late."
Yoongi looks at the male with sad eyes,
"Isn't it already too late, hyung?"
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Yoongi :<