Nobody's perfect (1)

Hi guys im here for a long time no write here in this blog.
But now im here with a new BL series.
Hope you like it guys my other Two Moons BL.


Ming

" How could you Kit..justt because you want mee to stay away from
you..you kiss Beam infront of me. I already know that Beam is in love
with Forth!! And you know it too...But you.. still.. arghhhhhhhhhh!!..

I  don't care if i have to die one day because of chasing you.. I'm gonna
make sure you are mine Kit..You will be mine no matter what.." I punch
the wall with my fist a few time untill my hand start to bleed.

I don't even care about the blood that slowly dripping from the cut on
my hand. I just need to think of something that will make kit mine. I
smirk when the plan come into my mind.

*

*

"Kit...hey Kit...open the door.." I stand infront of Kit room and knock his
door while yelling his name asking him to open the door for me. After a
few time knocking and yelling the door open, revealing the person that i
miss.

"Mingkwan?? are you drunk?" He look at me and rolles his eyes. He
look kinda pissed off.

To be honest, actually I'm not drunk.. it's just a half of the plan. I just drink
a bit to make my mouth smell like alcohol... Spread a bit on my shirt then
slap my own face to make it a bit red... rub my eyes till its red.. And stood
infront of this small guy room. This is the only way to get him.

Without waiting too long i barged into his room. Pushing him away.

"Hey Ming... stop right there!... where do you think you want to go. He
close the door and locked it.. I smirk a bit then turn my body toward
him.

He walked toward me with an angry face. When he close enough to me, i
grab his waist and pulled him close to my body.

"Mingkwan let me go...! "As expected he will try hard to push my body
away from him. I smiled before i cooped his face with my other hand
and start kissing him forcefully.

He try to pulled back but i don't let go.. i kiss him almost 2 minute and
the moment i break the kiss he slap me. Hard...

I look at him and push him onto his bed. I don't know what has gotten
into me. When he slap me all i feels now is anger. Angry with how he
always reject me.

" Ming.. please don't do anything stupid. Please..
I'm begging you.. Stop it.." I know what i did wrong.. But this is the
only way to make him mine.. I can't see him with other guy expect me. I
don't want anyone else touch him.. Only i can touch him.

I crawled on his body and start kissing him again. My left hand is pinned
his hand up his head. With my other hand is covering his mouth. And my
legs are locking his legs right now. Making him can't move at all.. His lips
is swollen due to my force kiss. I bite his neck.

I used my hand that i used to cover his mouth to take off his shirt and
unbottom his short.

"Ming..please stop.." His tears fall from his eyes..I swear that i want to
stop seeing him like this..But i can't.. I can't..

I turn his body around and start kissing his back. My hand still pinned
his hands above his head. I unbotton my pants and take out my "blah blah".

And without thinking too much i pushed my "blah blah" inside Kit. I cover his mouth. He
is screaming.. and crying.. I know he hurt.. i know I'm being like an ass
right now..But i just keep going.

After i done, i slowly pulled my "blah blah" and sit at the edge of the
bed. I look at Kit.. He look so paled. Suddenly i feels like I've been stuck
by a lightning. What have i done... Oh God...

Kit pull the planket and cover his body.. He still crying. He didn't look at
me. At all. His eyes look so lost.

"Kit.. Kit..I..I.."

"I choose to love the wrong person.." He suddenly said that while his
hand trying to reach something in the drawer. He take out a few picture
with a few note.. and throw it at my face.

I take a look at all the pictures and note. It's all... my pictures?? I read the 

notes one by one...

I LOVE YOU MING..

I MISS YOU AGAIN MING..

I'M SORRY MING..

Kit...Kit, he love me...The hapiness one a last second when i look at

him now. Ehat have i done.. I rape him.. Ming.. You are a fckn idiot..

"Kit...I don't......."

"Leave me Ming...I hate you...Leave now!!" He look at me with an angry 

face.. I never saw him like this... This is my fault.. I'm so stupid.. I let my 

stupid mind contro me.. I'm such an idiot..

" I said leave!!.. DonÍ't show your face infront of me again." He sream 

again, and its make me stood up. He throw all the pillow and 

the thing  he can reach including his laptop. 

Twelve Hours MingKit

*Twelve Hours*

Hi guys im sorry for wait for me so much but i have lot of stuff to do.
Please forgive that i know this all my fault but im here the 2nd part
hope you guys like it.

                                                02

" yo! omg, i can't believe it that  i will meet you here!"  said Kit, he hu ghis
favorite junior when he was in highschool.

Wayo hugback his senior" p'kit, You still look the same like the last time
I saw you when you were in high school " Said wayo, Kit chukled.

"ai bah! of course not, you're the one who doesn't change at all. Your
face still looks like a little baby small bean. "Said Kit pinch Wayo cheek.

"p'kit! I already told you since we're in highschool don't ever call me
small bean again p'! Because i'm not " Wayo pouting his little mouth, Kit
giggling because of his junior cuteness. if he doesn't remember that
Wayo already have a boyfriend he will surely date Wayo since they're in
highschool, but he doesn't want to get mack from Phana so he better
change his mind not to date Wayo.

"er er whatever you say but you still our little small bean" Said Kit,
Wayo even more pouting his mouth and sat back in his seat.

"ai yo, what brought you to USA btw? Did you do some ressearch? Or
visiting family maybe? 'asked Kit.

Wayo shakes his head" no p',p', pha wants me to accompany him while
he do his meeting with another doctor in USA".

'ai pha is here too? Where the hell is he? I miss that jerk, he never
contact me again since he become a doctor". Said Kit looking
around scearing for his bestfriend, suddenly there are someone who
catch Kit's eyes. That guy, Kit feels familiar with that tall guy but he
doesn't remember who is he.

"ah there he is, 'p pha! Remember Kit is your childhood best friend" Said you
to Pha, Kit turned his head so he can see clearly his bestfriend face.

Kit stand up from his seat, he hits Pha head and hug him tightly" ai bah!
Why are you never replied  my message? Are you that busy huh, Mr busy
doctor? "Said Kit, Pha only smiled at his small bestfriend.

"Hahaha I'm sorry ai Kit, you know that i have so many patient right? I
don't play with my phone that much when i'm at work, and i'm sorry
for not telling you that I'm in the USA riht now. "Said Pha Scratching the
back of his neck.

"It's okay bro, i undestand that you're a profesional doctor now and
not the stupid doc Pha like we're in highschool. "Said Kit laughing

"You jerk!"

"p'pha language! " Scold Yo.

'I'm sorry babe~~~"

" au, ai Kit, Can you do me favor pls? " Said Pha.

Kit raised his eyebrow" what?"

"Can you change seat with me? I already paid them for making our seat
next to each other but they keep separating us. Said Pha.

Kit rolled his eyes" Er, fine. You own me ai pha. "

Pha widen his eyes" Really?! Thank you so much ai kit! When we arrived in
BangKok i will paid back for your hotel and your cab.

"No need you jerk! remember that i'm also born in thailand? Of course i
have my own house you pabo. "Said Kit.


'ah you're right, i forgot that you still have your house. Then what can i
do for you?"

"Buy me 7 box of Kit Kat ai Kit? ckckckck i thought you already hate it"
Said Pha.

" You still love eating Kit Kat ai Kit?

"Of coure not! I love Kit Kat so much, how can i hate them".

"Er er, fine i wil give you 10 box of Kit Kat and you change seat with me,
deal?

"Deal"

After that, Kit went to the seat that he was going to sit on. He put his
baggage in the cabin corner, but because of his small body of course he
can't reach the cabin door and his baggage is to heavy for his body.
Looks like Kit having a strggle with his baggage, the guy that sat on next to
him offering help to him.

"Er excuse me, do you want me to help you?  Asked that guy.

Yeah sure, thank you so much. Said Kit without looking to the guy,
and then the tall guy put his baggage to the cabin.

Thank you so much~~~~

Kit got freeze and widen his eyes when he know who is the guy that help
him put his baggage to the cabin.

It's Ming.

MingKwan.

His childhood friend and also his first love when he was in highschool.

Is that you P'Kit? my P'KitKat? Said Ming, Kit only staring at him until
Ming tap his shoulder.

"P' Kit? Is that you? "

"M - Ming.." Said Kit stutter, he curse at himself why the hell he is
stuttering right now.

Ah it's really you?

"p'kit! I already told you since we're in highschool don't ever call me
small bean again p'! Because i'm not " Wayo pouting his little mouth, Kit
giggling because of his junior cuteness. if he doesn't remember that
Wayo already have a boyfriend he will surely date Wayo since they're in
highschool, but he doesn't want to get mack from Phana so he better
change his mind not to date Wayo.

"er er whatever you say but you still our little small bean" Said Kit,
Wayo even more pouting his mouth and sat back in his seat.

"ai yo, what brought you to USA btw? Did you do some ressearch? Or
visiting family maybe? 'asked Kit.

Wayo shakes his head" no p',p', pha wants me to accompany him while
he do his meeting with another doctor in USA".

'ai pha is here too? Where the hell is he? I miss that jerk, he never
contact me again since he become a doctor". Said Kit looking
around scearing for his bestfriend, suddenly there are someone who
catch Kit's eyes. That guy, Kit feels familiar with that tall guy but he
doesn't remember who is he.

"ah there he is, 'p pha! Remember Kit is your childhood best friend" Said you
to Pha, Kit turned his head so he can see clearly his bestfriend face.

Kit stand up from his seat, he hits Pha head and hug him tightly" ai bah!
Why are you never replied  my message? Are you that busy huh, Mr busy
doctor? "Said Kit, Pha only smiled at his small bestfriend.

"Hahaha I'm sorry ai Kit, you know that i have so many patient right? I
don't play with my phone that much when i'm at work, and i'm sorry
for not telling you that I'm in the USA riht now. "Said Pha Scratching the
back of his neck.

"It's okay bro, i undestand that you're a profesional doctor now and
not the stupid doc Pha like we're in highschool. "Said Kit laughing

"You jerk!"

"p'pha language! " Scold Yo.

'I'm sorry babe~~~"

" au, ai Kit, Can you do me favor pls? " Said Pha.

Kit raised his eyebrow" what?"

"Can you change seat with me? I already paid them for making our seat
next to each other but they keep separating us. Said Pha.

Kit rolled his eyes" Er, fine. You own me ai pha. "

Pha widen his eyes" Really?! Thank you so much ai kit! When we arrived in
BangKok i will paid back for your hotel and your cab.

"No need you jerk! remember that i'm also born in thailand? Of course i
have my own house you pabo. "Said Kit.


'ah you're right, i forgot that you still have your house. Then what can i
do for you?"

"Buy me 7 box of Kit Kat ai Kit? ckckckck i thought you already hate it"
Said Pha.

" You still love eating Kit Kat ai Kit?

"Of coure not! I love Kit Kat so much, how can i hate them".

"Er er, fine i wil give you 10 box of Kit Kat and you change seat with me,
deal?

"Deal"

After that, Kit went to the seat that he was going to sit on. He put his
baggage in the cabin corner, but because of his small body of course he
can't reach the cabin door and his baggage is to heavy for his body.
Looks like Kit having a strggle with his baggage, the guy that sat on next to
him offering help to him.

"Er excuse me, do you want me to help you?  Asked that guy.

Yeah sure, thank you so much. Said Kit without looking to the guy,
and then the tall guy put his baggage to the cabin.

Thank you so much~~~~

Kit got freeze and widen his eyes when he know who is the guy that help
him put his baggage to the cabin.

It's Ming.

MingKwan.

His childhood friend and also his first love when he was in highschool.

Is that you P'Kit? my P'KitKat? Said Ming, Kit only staring at him until
Ming tap his shoulder.

"P' Kit? Is that you? "

"M - Ming.." Said Kit stutter, he curse at himself why the hell he is
stuttering right now.

Ah it's really you? How are you btw? Did you enjoy studying in USA?"
asked Ming while he put back his seatbells.


"Er...I'm fine, how about you?  "Said Kit awkwardly, he don't know what
will he do for the next 12 hours. Next to his freaking old childhood friend.
Don't forget that Ming also his firstlove.

"I'm extremelly fine 'p!".

Kit nods in awkward gesture. Okay...'

After a short conversationm the two of them just kept silent for almost 20
minutes, before Ming finally decided to open the conversation first.

You know Kit?


Kit turned his head to Ming" What?

The day when you told me that you move to USA...

.....I was really sad, I'm broken P".


"........"

*I got your text baby jikook ff*

“what the fuck,” jimin mutters as he looks up at the apartment building standing before him. “i don’t see any signs of fire.”

jimin curses under his breath. he’s supposed to be wrapped up in his thick warm blanket and curled up like a ball in his comfy bed right now, sleeping the night away to relax his brain that he tortured and abused for the past few days because of finals. but some fucker thought it’ll be fun to pull the fire alarm at two fucking am and disturb other people’s sleep.

and now here he is, standing outside their apartment building, wrapped in a blanket from head to toe like a burrito, hair sticking out in different directions. and there’s probably a dried drool on the side of his mouth but he couldn’t bring himself to care. i mean, for fuck’s sake he’s not even fully awake yet and he can barely open his small eyes!

he looks down to see if he slipped the right slippers because, again, he’s not in the right state of mind and he probably slipped on his fluffy panda slippers ((it was cute okay, jimin just can’t not buy it)) that no one knows about, even his best friend — and great.

just great.

he mumbles a quiet fuck, staring at the not-so-manly and fluffy slippers covering his cold feet. a sudden wave of heat rushes to his cheeks, embarrassed of the fact that people would discover his darkest and probably the most embarrassing secret.

jimin reminds himself to hunt down the person who did this shit.

the landlord informed the tenants that it may take a while before everyone could go back to their rooms since they have to make sure that it was just a false alarm. obviously it was what the fuck, jimin wanted to scream at the landlord but he holds himself back, wanting to have a place to sleep in for the night ((he can’t let his anger be the reason for him to get kicked out of his apartment tf no)).

he looks around and sees the other tenants looking unfazed, like being stuck outside with the cold breeze enveloping their warm bodies doesn’t bother them at all. jimin scoffed. most of them looked surprisingly prepared, having themselves wrapped in a much thicker blanket than jimin’s and a pillow in hand.

jimin scans the place again, silently judging all the familiar faces he had encountered before. there’s that annoying old woman talking to the landlord, maybe demanding to have someone get her annoying pet cat inside. that fucking cat that “accidentally” scratched jimin’s legs ((why did he even wear shorts that day)), leaving him with a long ugly scar for days. and there’s also that good looking boy wh--hold the fuck up.

who the hell is that handsome boy?

jimin had his eyes trained on the face of the oddly familiar boy. a mop of black disheveled hair that no doubt looks unsexy (but jimin finds it hot and sexy nonetheless). big doe eyes that screams cuteness and chastity (dirty thoughts about this boy still crossed jimin’s mind, though). big cute nose that jimin just wants to pinch so bad or maybe nuzzle his small button nose with. and that lips, damn. pink bow-shaped lips that looks quite addictive. jimin bets it tastes much, much more addictive, too.

over the year that has passed since jimin moved to this crappy but bearable apartment complex, this is the first time he’s seen him in this building ((or outside the building because obviously they’re not inside but you get my point)) and jimin wonders if he’s been indulging himself in his apartment too much that he didn’t notice this boy, who is quite frankly a specimen of a human being, around their building.

jimin looks further down and nearly gasped as he stared at the shivering body of the boy. he only had a shirt and boxers on! he doesn’t even have any blanket or any cloth that could keep himself from the chilly breeze. and to make things worse, the boy is barefoot!

it would surely take half an hour before they could go back inside so jimin resolved to offer the cute boy his comfy blanket. no, jimin’s not just doing this because the boy is attractive...no, nope. he just doesn’t want his future husband to freeze to death.

with small, reluctant steps, jimin finds himself approaching the unprepared boy, one hand clutching his blanket tightly. he bites the inside of his cheeks to prevent himself from grinning because holyshit he’s more attractive up close. jimin also noticed that his future husband is a few inches taller than him. it almost pissed off jimin but then various scenarios of the boy spooning him as they cuddle appeared before his eyes.

“you can be my personal teddy bear and blanket,” jimin mumbles unconsciously, completely unaware of the boy in front of him who is now looking at him with wide eyes and flushed cheeks.

“what...?”

no way. ohmygod. did i really just say that out loud? what the fuck, jimin, you idiot. he would probably think i’m a creep oh god. stupid brain. stupid mouth. stupid ji--

“are you okay?”

jimin looks up and sees the most adorable bunny smile etched on the tall boy’s face. he looks like a bunny! a very very cute bunny! i’m gonna die.

“hey, are you okay?” the boy chuckles. a faint glint of amusement evident in his eyes as he stares at jimin.

“uhh...yeah. i noticed you’re unprepared and you’re kinda shivering so i... uhhh... you know... do you wanna share my blanket?” jimin rambles, eyes looking everywhere but the boy in front of him.

jimin only receives a giggle as a response from the boy. he flashes his bunny smile at jimin again and nods his head like a little kid.

“sure, i really needed it. i’m jungkook, by the way. jeon jungkook.”

jimin smiles, “park jimin.”

jimin moves to drape half of his blanket over jungkook’s body but fails in a cute manner, earning himself a giggle from jungkook.

“ahh, you’re so cute.”

jungkook huddles close to jimin’s side, wrapping himself with the blanket, making sure that jimin’s whole body is still covered. jimin wants the ground to swallow him whole, fuck.

it’s kinda awkward because of their height difference so they settled to have a seat on the unoccupied bench next to them. in this new position, their bodies are practically flushed together. jimin really really wants the ground to swallow him whole.

because he’s too engrossed in his own thoughts, jimin didn’t notice the arm behind him that is now being carefully placed down on his shoulder. jimin’s body immediately tensed up. oh...my...god...

jeon jungkook, please let me live.

jimin wanted to speak up but he couldn’t really trust his voice (and his stupid mouth) at this moment. things are going a little too fast but jimin couldn’t bring himself to care, he just wants to cherish the moment.

“i... uhhh... i thought it’ll be better if we... give each other heat, you know...? i m-mean... uhmm--but if y-you don’t want t--” jungkook moves to detach himself from jimin but the latter stopped him, small hands flying to wrap around jungkook’s hand that hangs on his right shoulder.

jimin gazes at jungkook with his puppy dog eyes. they held eyecontact for a few seconds, both of them getting lost in each other’s eyes. their faces are just a few inches close, one move and their lips could brush.

“no,” jimin whispers. “i...i like this one better.”

jimin was the first one to look away, eyes closing as he leans on jungkook’s side and head resting on jungkook’s shoulder. he can feel jungkook relaxing beside him, breathing becoming steady as he pulls jimin closer if that’s even possible.

“yeah, better...”

* Twelve Hours *

Hi guys and welcome back my new series is call Two Moons Thai BL series
i hope you guys like the 1. part

Part 01

"Kit, did you already finish packing everything?"

I looked at my room who is standing right beside me, i nods" khum ma, i
already finish packing my clothes".

My mom seated herself in my bed, and she gave me a sad looks "Kit, are
you sure you want to comback to Bangkok? Didn't you said you wants
to continue your study in USA?".

I smiled at her, i hold her hand thightly" mom, listen to me. I do want to
continue my study in here, but i also remember that father want me to
take care of his cafe in Bangkok. If i'm not comeback to Bangkok, who
will take care the cafe? Father must be really sad if he knows that this
only son doesn't do what he wants."

I wipes the tears in the corner of my mom's eyes, she wipes her tears
and her nose and quickly gave me a really warm motherly smile. I'm so
proud of you Kit. Your father must be really proud of  you if he see what
you doing right now.


I chuckled" no ma, he must be really proud to have you as his wife,
you're his true love ma. You're the one who stay beside him and not me.
You take care of him while I'm the one who made him more even worst.

I feel there is a tear in the corner of my eye, i quickly wipes the tears. I
don't want my mom laugh at me, because she know that her son is
crying right now.

Kit, darling you're not the one who made your father like that.  It's
already his time to meet our god in heaven. "Said my mom, i nods.

"Khub ma, i hope our father stay healthy and happy in heaven and i
hope he take of your from there. I love you ma" I hug my mom tightly.
I'm sure i will miss her scent, her warm hug , her warm smile, the way
she always scolding me, i will miss everything from you mom.


"Jja, it's already 10 didn't you said that your flight werev in 12? "Said my
mom.

I looked at my arloji, oh shit! She's right it's already 10 and my plane will
boarding in 12!

"Omg! you're right now i must leave right now, take care mom! I love
you! "I kissed her cheeks and run to the cab who already in front of my
house.

"Bye son! don't forget to call me when you're arrived in Bangkok! And call
your aunt for the key! Be careful Kit!".

In the Airport

Shit...shit...shit...

I hope i don't miss my flight, 5 minutes again my plane will be boarding
and the gate will close.

**Once again last call, flight number 355 to Bangkok will be boarding in 5
minutes. Thank You**

After check in, i run to gate 14, luckily i'm not the last one who are late
entered the gate, there is maybe 3 or 4 people who are same with me.

Finally, i can get into the plane. Now I'm looking for my seat. I hope i
sit with maybe some Sexy Girl or Handsome Boys and not with older
person. Sometimes when they sleep, their snoring were annoying me.
My  seat in number 26, i hope i sit next to window, i really like when i was
in plane i'm looking at the sky.

Ah, but there are some guy in my seat he looks like in the same age with
me. I tap his shoulder.

"Excuse me, but i think you sit in the wrong seat Mr. because in my
ticket the one that you sit right now is mine" I said with smile.

The guy turned his head and looking at me, i got shock when i know who
will be the person that sit next to me for next 12 hours.

"P' Kit??

".........."

Heart Out //YoonMin OneShot

〰

The fireworks were exploding in the night sky creating all kinds of patterns, showing all the beautiful colours and making loud noises that scared some children and they hid behind the adults next to them.

It didn’t take long for Yoongi to lose interest in these exploding colours. He turned his head to the right where a beautiful young man was standing right next to him. He saw his friend’s happy face and smooth skin which was reflecting the light of the bursting fireworks. Yoongi was exploring every feature of Jimin’s face. His sparkling eyes that would make him look adorable whenever he was smiling. His dark hair parted in the middle which was slightly damp from sweat and clinging to his forehead. His soft and chubby rosy cheeks that were perfectly flushed. His muscular neck. His collarbone which wasn’t hidden under his casual back shirt. And finally his plump lips forming big smiles and ‘o’ shapes because of the stunning view in the sky in front and above them.

Yoongi stood there and thought to himself, ‘Is this how I’m supposed to feel? Is this how people feel looking at their best friend? Is it possible to feel so calm and warm but at the same time feel like somebody put their hand through my chest and clutched my heart with their freezing cold fingers?’

Jimin felt his gaze and turned his head to face him.

‘What?’ He asked as Yoongi felt the cold fingers squeeze his heart even more.

‘Nothing’ He tilted his head back to the sky, ‘You just look sweaty and a bit disgusting.’

Jimin chuckled, ‘It’s hot, okay? But isn’t this so beautiful?’ He asked as he pointed at the fireworks, raising his eyebrows.

Yoongi turned to look at him again, a small but genuine smile forming on his pale face, ‘Yeah. Yeah, it is.’

They were roommates. Their apartment wasn’t anything fancy, two tiny rooms and a living room connected to the kitchen. But they were more than happy with it. Yoongi would stay in his room most of the time writing music anyway. He didn’t need much space or furniture, he couldn’t care less about that stuff. Jimin, on the other hand, would practise a lot with his dance group at their studio meaning he wouldn’t be at home all day. Also time to time going to perform in different cities and not being home for a few days straight.

‘Wasn’t it fun?’ Jimin asked on their walk back home.

‘I guess it was’ Yoongi answered shrugging his shoulders.

‘I said it would be’ He chuckled and added, ‘So you don’t regret going there with me?’

‘Well, the music wasn’t exactly my type.’

‘Ugh, always so grumpy’ Jimin poked Yoongi’s arm with his elbow.

‘Mmhmm’ He just hummed in agreement.

The weather was still nice and warm. The asphalt was reflecting the soft orange light as the two men were walking and laughing at random things beneath the street lamps.

〰

‘Do I look hot?’ Jimin barged in when Yoongi was sitting behind his table and doing some work on his laptop.

He lifted his head up towards Jimin and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

‘Let me rephrase that. Do I look good?’

He was wearing his new black skinny jeans which showed every muscle of his legs, a white t-shirt and a leather jacket. He indeed looked hot.

‘Um, you look… decent’ Yoongi said while scratching the back of his head.

‘Okay then. It’s good enough for me’ Jimin wiggled his brows.

‘I can smell your cologne even from here.’

‘Excellent’ His cheeky smile appeared on his face.

Yoongi rolled his eyes, ‘What’s the occasion?’

‘I have a date. In half an hour actually, sooo see ya’ He stormed out of the room closing the door behind him.

He wouldn’t date much because of his love for dancing. He had to practice a lot and create new choreographies pretty much 24/7. So Yoongi just sat there behind his desk, thinking of how exciting this night must be for Jimin. ‘I should go out as well’ He thought.

〰

‘What the hell were you thinking?’ Jimin shouted aggressively the same night sitting on the bench at the bus stop near the police station. Yoongi just looked at his feet not saying anything. He was wearing blue jeans and a navy blue hoodie which had blood stains on it.

‘Apparently you weren’t thinking at all. How much did you drink?’

‘Enough?’ Yoongi responded shrugging his shoulders.

‘Enough for what?  To lose your sanity? To get in a fight with some guy you don’t even know?’

‘I got bored.’

‘Unbelievable’ Jimin sighed.

It was about 11 pm. There weren’t any people around them, except a policeman who parked his car in the parking lot and walked to the police station.

‘Just look at you. These wounds will take weeks to fully heal.’

Yoongi chuckled sarcastically, ‘Why do you even care? It’s not like I go on stage often and it’s not like I need to look presentable or ‘hot’ all the time.’

‘Oh is this what it’s about?’

‘What?’

‘Are you being jealous?’

Yoongi turned his head to face Jimin.

‘Of me performing more often than you.’

Yoongi sighed and chuckled ironically, ‘You’re talking nonsense. Besides, I would beat YOU up, not some random guy.’

‘Whatever. Just be grateful that you have such a good friend who gets your ass out from the police station and leaves his date in the middle of the make out session.’

‘Yeah, yeah. Thanks.’

〰

‘I could do this myself.’

Yoongi frowned as he felt a sharp pain on his cheek.

‘Yeah, no. You would’ve just went to sleep.’

They were sitting in front of each other on the wooden chairs in the living room. Jimin had a cotton pad in one hand and a bottle of rubbing alcohol in the other. He was leaning forward just a little bit, to take a better look at the cuts on Yoongi’s face as he was patting them gently.

‘Don’t frown so much. You were a big boy when you got in a fight. Now be a big boy and endure this little pain just for a bit more.’

It was incredible how much of Yoongi’s shit Jimin would put up with. No matter how pissed off he was he would still take care of his best friend. Jimin’s naïve personality always amazed Yoongi and sometimes he would feel so freaking guilty and embarrassed of his own behaviour, not being able to show how truly grateful he was. He was this way since he can remember – always pushing people back, not feeling worthy of their love.

Yoongi was watching Jimin as he turned himself to the table and searched for something in the first aid kit. Yet again that feeling of someone’s hand clutching his heart came back and all he could do was wonder if there’s any chance of Jimin feeling it too.

‘Is it the same for you?’ His low and uncertain voice filled Jimin’s ears.

‘Uh, I need more details. What is the same for me?’ He asked as he took a Band-Aid and leaned closer with his upper body, hands a few inches from Yoongi’s face. As Yoongi still sat not responding, he tilted his head to the side in order to see the wound better. He gently placed the Band-Aid to the cut near Yoongi’s lips.

Yoongi clenched his fists, taking a deep breath.

‘So?’ Jimin questioned leaning back resting his hands on his thighs.

Yoongi gulped, ‘Nevermind.’

〰

‘Oh by the way’ Jimin said standing on the doorstep to his room, ‘Be ready to go out tomorrow at 7 pm.’

‘Where to?’

‘I asked that girl to take a friend with her. Consider this as a double date or something.’

‘Wait what?’

‘I don’t know, man. I think you need to get laid.’

‘Since when do you care about that?’

‘I know, I know – I’m the best.’

Yoongi sighed.

‘Wear something nice, yeah?’ Jimin chuckled entering his room and closing the door.

〰

They all met at an Italian restaurant. There were just a few free tables and they sat in the corner behind a table for four.

‘I heard the food is really good here’ Said a girl sitting next to Yoongi, smiling at him.

‘Yeah, I guess so’ He responded with a little smile.

〰

‘So you write music?’ The girl asked after ordering the food.

‘Well, yeah, I do.’

‘That’s so cool!’ She seemed really excited.

Yoongi on the other hand didn’t seem to be that interested. Yes, the girl was pretty and all but he didn’t think he needed a girl right now. He was really busy with his work. Writing songs surely isn’t an easy thing to do. You never know when and where you’ll get inspired and once you begin something you can’t do anything else until you’re finished, right? He couldn’t afford a distraction like that. Just because Jimin thinks he needs to ‘get laid’ it doesn’t mean that this is a good idea. ‘No, I don’t need that right now’ He thought to himself.

‘What kind of music?’

‘Mostly hip hop.’

‘Oh, nice. I mean I don’t really listen to hip hop but maybe I would like your stuff if you showed me.’

‘Mmhhm, maybe’ He turned his head and looked at his hand which was playing with his keys on the table.

‘He might seem a bit cold. I guess you’ll have to do the talking’ Jimin said to the girl and chuckled.

‘Oh, I see.’

Yoongi glanced up at Jimin with squinted eyes and Jimin raised his eyebrows and nodded. People can see it by themselves that he’s not into talking that much, so why Jimin had to comment about it every damn time as if trying to find an excuse of why he’s being rude. Yoongi guessed it was yet another way of Jimin caring for him.

Jimin and his date were all lovey dovey when the waitress brought the food. Yoongi watched as Jimin wrapped his hand around the girl’s shoulder and kissed another one’s bare skin and leaned close to her ear to whisper something. The girl giggled and smacked Jimin’s chest lightly. Did he say something stupid? Or did he say something dirty and the girl played innocent as if she didn’t want anything to do with whatever Jimin suggested in her ear seconds ago?

Yoongi sat there looking at the new couple. If he had to describe what he felt he would say, ‘You know that moment when you look at something or someone with your empty mind, not a word in your head,  feeling some kind of emptiness inside of you and the only thing you want to do is to look away. But you don’t. And you keep your eyes on that something or someone with basically no expression on your face. Well, maybe you furrow your brows a little. Not in an angry way, not at all. Maybe in a similar way when you feel sadness. Just plain sadness. Maybe you eventually lower your eyes and stare at one dot, whatever it would be - a fork, your phone or the floor. It doesn’t even matter. You still see that something or someone in your head that made you feel this way in the first place. Yeah, that’s pretty much it.’

〰

‘Please, put your phone down’ said a text message that popped up on Yoongi’s phone screen. He was on the phone most of the time while eating his dish. He sighed and put the phone in his pocket.

‘Excuse me’ He said in his raspy voice and stood up. He walked between the other tables and felt people’s gazes which made him rush the pace. He spent a good minute in the restaurant’s bathroom trying to figure the chaos in his head out and understand his own mood.

‘What’s wrong?’ Yoongi bumped into Jimin when stepping out of the bathroom.

‘What do you mean?’

‘You’re being kinda rude, you know’

‘I know’ He slightly pushed Jimin to the side and walked off. Jimin sighed and followed him to their table.

‘Something came up. I have to go now’ Yoongi said taking his jacket off the chair.

‘What? What came up?’ Jimin raised his eyebrows while standing near his chair across the table from Yoongi.

‘It was nice meeting you’ Yoongi bowed to the girls, turned around and walked out of the restaurant, leaving Jimin standing with raised hands and shrugged shoulders.

〰

Yoongi was sitting in the living room when Jimin stepped into their apartment.

‘Ugh, this rain is really-’ He stopped murmuring when he noticed his friend’s head with his messy hair above the sofa’s backrest.

He walked up to the side of the sofa and Yoongi just stared at the black screen of the TV.

‘Should I be worried? Did something happen?’

‘No’ Yoongi answered, his voice just a little louder than a whisper.

‘No? So you’re just… being an ass for no reason?’

‘Mmhmm’

‘No reason at all?’

Yoongi turned his head towards Jimin and eyed him up and down, from his dark wet locks sticking to his face, his soaked shirt showing his every muscle to his wet skinny jeans doing the same thing. He turned his head to look back at the TV.

‘Pretty much’ Now his voice sounded louder and more certain.

Jimin snorted, ‘I find you a date, I would say a freaking gorgeous one, and all you do is scroll through your phone pretending that she didn’t even exist. What the hell is wrong with you?’

Yoongi bit his lips and exhaled loudly. What he could say at this moment? He stood up and was walking past Jimin when he felt a tight grip on his forearm.

‘Answer me’ Jimin demanded. They were now standing side to side. Yoongi was looking down, seeing his friend’s figure next to him and fingers tightly holding his arm with a corner of his eye.

‘What do you want me to say? That I’m an ungrateful asshole and that I’m sorry?’

‘I want you to be sincere. I want you to say the truth’ He released Yoongi’s arm and turned himself to face his side profile, ‘I can see that something’s bothering you.’

They knew each other for years, so Jimin knew that this wasn’t just one of those shitty days for Yoongi. It was something else. Something that was bothering him for a while now.

‘I don’t know, okay?’ He exclaimed turning to Jimin and taking a step back ‘I don’t know what I want, I don’t know how to feel or how to act anymore’ He looked down, sighed and continued with a soft voice, ‘All I can think about is…’ He lifted his head and looked to the side avoiding eye contact with Jimin.

Jimin stepped forward closer to Yoongi and reached his shoulder squeezing it, trying to comfort his friend.

‘How can I help you?’

Yoongi forced himself to look straight into Jimin’s dark eyes. The look of concern on his face was enough to make shivers run down Yoongi’s spine. He sure was worried. And all what Yoongi wanted to do was to wash all the worries away. And to let Jimin know how precious he was to him. How much he appreciated everything that Jimin did for him. How much he loved his smile. And how much he wanted to be the reason of it never disappearing from his face.

‘Tell me what I can do for you’

Yoongi exhaled looking down. A few seconds of silence passed when he bowed just enough to press his forehead to Jimin’s chest, right below his left shoulder. He could feel the warmth of Jimin’s skin through his wet shirt.

‘Just hold me’ He said so softly that it almost sounded like a whisper.

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Part 4

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The clock ticked all the way till' finally the school bell ring and all the
students ran out, heading home. I felt relieved that school was finally
over but I remembered I had to clean the toilets. I packed my bag and
dragged my feet out of class.

However, TaeHyung was nowhere to be seen. Then a thought hit me.
Maybe he's there.

I went up to the third level secretly, making sure no one was suspicious
of me. I ran to the storeroom and I already smelled smoke from outside.

I attempted to open the door up but failed, It was locked. I knocked,
"Hey V, it's me, Open up".

I heard whisperings before the door finally opened.

"Ay, V we're supposed to - "

TaeHyung pulled me in the storeroom and closed the door.

I coughed the moment the smell of smoke entered my nostrils. "You..." I
gasped for breath.

Infront of me i saw Jimin and JungKook staring at me with a cigarette
each in their mouths.

TaeHyung too, was smoking.

" I can't breathe... here, " I exited the storeroom and continued coughing.

I felt discusted at the sight of them smoking. I decided to ignore and
went to the top floor, picked up a mop, a pail of water and all the
equipments needed.

I whined and sighed and screeamed and cried having to clean the toilets.
It was so disgousting I kept gagging after scrubbling every corner. Sanitary
pads were also seen strewn on some the cubicles.

I was only done with 2  cubicles, 3 left. I gagged my pail to the next one.
I didn't know why i was sobbing. It was really disgousting and tiring.

"Why are you crying," A voice said.

He dragged me out of the cubicle and snatched the brush and mop from
my hands.

"I'm not crying, it's my sweat, " I said and pretended to wipe my sweat.

"Yeah, yeah sure suck your sweat through your nose," He blatantly said
and started scrubbing the toilet.

"I'll do it," I said.
"Shut up I'm cleaning."
"Get your own brush and mop. That's mine!"
"You go get it," He said and continued washing.

I sighed.  I went out to the cleaner storeroom and returned with the
equipments. I started cleaniing too.

It was 5 in the afternoon when we finally finished cleaning. We both
plopped on the floor, exhausted.

"How are we gonna wash other toilets when it's already 5pm. I wanna
go home and do my home works," I sighed.

He too, sighed, "Just do it quick and we'll be done."

We carried the pails and stuff and went to the washroom just beside, it
was the boys' washroom.

Yuck.

It was dirtier than I thought and I felt like vomiting. It was my first time
in the boys' washroom and i felt so weird. I dare not land my foot flat as
I walked on the toilet floor. I tiptoed to the sink and filled the pail with
water.

I looked around the toilet and saw the urinal.
"Do you guys not aim properly?" I asked TaeHyung and disgustedly
looked at the urine on the floor.

"Sometimes we play around and do everywhere," He jokingly said.


I shook the thought off my mind and poured detergent everywhere on
the floor and started scrubbing dirt. TaeHyung did the same but with
very little effort.

"I'm tired already," he said and dropped his brush.
"C'mon, we still have other toilets to finish cleaned up, "I said and
wiped my sweat.

"You think i care?" He said and leaned againts the wall, not diong
anything. I sighed and walked to the first cubicle.

I was pouring some detergent around when I suddenly saw a cockrach
crawling from behind the loo seat.

" AAAAAAAAARRRRGGHHHH!" I sprinted out of the cubicle and ran to
TaeHyung.


"Whatwhatwhat?" His eyes enlarged, a little shocked.

I turned to the direction of the cubicle and was about to faint to find the
cockroach crawling out of the cubicle.

"THAT!!" I screamed pointing at the cockroach and went behind him,
tugging onto his shirt thightly. I was really, really scared of insects or any
creepy crawlies.

He bacame blank for awhile.

"What the heck".

He pushed me aside and went forward to the cockroach. It was about to
fly off when he stepped on it.

"There, dead," he said and turned to me.

I peeked at the cockroach which was already squashed flat on the floor,
I give a sigh of relief, but gulped at the possiblities of other insect
hidden behind the other cubicles.

I reluctantly continued cleaning the cubicle while looking at every
direction for almost every 30 secounds  just incanse any insect come
attackting me.

I came out of the third cubicle and whiped my sweat. I checked my watch
and it was already 6.30pm.

"Just stop work and let's leave the school," he said.

"We can't. Ms Gil will make us do other punishments or whatever. I
don't want anymore troubles."

"She won't know, she must've left."

"She not stupid. She would have told the security guards about it,"  i
said, "but if you want to leave first go ahead."

"How can i leave you alone."
"That's very rare to hear from you, Kim TaeHyung," I said and he glared
at me.

I went to the next cubicle, heavily sighed for every minute while
cleaning.

Just then, a hand gripped me by the arm and the brush and detergent
fell out of my hands.

I was dragged out of the toilet.

"Yah! Kim TaeHyung what are you doing?!"

He was still grabbed my arm and ran to where we placed our bags.
"Pick up your bag", he said.

I was reluctant.

"Pick up, " he repeated whilst staring at me terrifyingly.

I quiqkly picked up my bag. He also did the same and we continued
running.

We ran down to the first floor and i knew he was bringing me to escape
out the school. We snakily walked and tried to find places to escape.

"There," I said and pointed to the open gate.

"No," he pulled me back, "there's a security guard behind that tree by
the gate".

I loked carefully and there was really a man in white uniform standing
by the gate. Surprisingly, TaeHyung's eyes were really sharp.

"Why hasn't he closed the gate yet," I asked.
"Like you said, Ms Gil probably told them to wait for us."

TaeHyung scanned his eyes through the places.

"Follow," he said and grabbed my hand and we quickly ran.

There was a fence. "We'll have to climb up," he said.

He climbed to the other side in only secounds and I stared at him
awkwardly. "How do I..."

"Just climb it, I'll support, quick, " he said.

I carefully stepped and climbed up the fence and then trusting his
support and I landed on the other side of the fence safely.

"Nice view, " he said and smirked.

I stared down and realised I was wearing a skirt.

"You pervert," I smacked him hard in the chest and he chuckled.

"Lets quikly get going before any guards sees us, "he said and we both
went off.

~Mr. Arrogant*

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Chapter 3

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"Lee HyeJin", the principal called.
"Nae," I responded softly.
"Kim TaeHyung".
"What", He responded.

The principal sighed and told us to sit down.

"May i know what's going on ?" The principal asked.

TaeHyung pointed at me and i pointed back at him. "He put the fake
lizard in my bag," I spoke.

"She treow it back at me."

"You started first, who told you to put that lizard in my bag?"
"Shut up it was your fault, you didn't listen to me!"

We were at each other's throats, I stood and stand up and shouted at him he did
the same.

"GUYS STOP!" Ms Gil shouted. But we couldn't hear her because we
were busy quarrelling.

"Do you expect me to let you copy my."

I was cut off because he covered my mouth. Then he glanced over at Ms
Gil whom had furrowed eyebrows, staring at us.

"Have you guys have no respect?! "She finally got to spoke. "Clean the
school toilets after school. No leavng until you're done! You get me?!"

"But Ms Gil."
"NO BUTS. GET OUT NOW",  She souted.

TaeHyung opened the door. He stomed out of the office and slammed
the door behind him, rudely.

I awkwardly turned to Ms Gil and the Principal. "Joseonghabnida", I
poitely apologised and slowly took steps away to leave. In the corner of
my eye, I could see both Ms Gil and the principal shaking their heads.

I left the office and ran after TaeHyung.

"YAH!" I shouted. He turned around.

"What".

"Youu..." I gasped for breath, "You're really..."

"You've got really low stamina, "he said.

"Yaaah! You! I have to wash the toilets becoue of you! You know how
disgusting the toilets are? Uggghh," I whined, close to tears.

"Tch, weak, "He slightly chucled and turned back to walk to class. "I
don't care," he said with hi back facing me.

I rolled my eyes and frowned.

Then I realised, he was walking really slowly. "Why are you walking like
that. Mygrandmother can walk faster than you".

"Your grandmother's dead."

"NO SHE'S NOT!" I smacked his arm. "My grandmother is still living in
her own town. I will visit her someday".

He chuckled, meanly. "If you say so."

He said, "I'm not gonna walk fast. It's Science lesson and i haven't done
my research eighter. Mrs Jin's naggy and she will give me a lecture about
not doing the research and jotting some notes and stuff, so I'll wanted
around the school now."

"We have to do a research?  On what? "I asked.

"Wow, you're worse then me."

Since I haven't done any research for Science lesson, well i dodn't know
i had to do so, i too decided to walk around the school. Honestly, i
myself don't know why i choose to walk with him. I just did.

We went down to the art room, It was awkward, nobody was at the art
room level, it was quiet and we didn't talk at all. Then, by the art room,
we saw a grand piano.

I ran to it and sit down.

"You know how to play this? "He raised his eyebrows and leaned against
the piano.

"Yeah ," I said and laid tald my fingers down on the keys.
I played a piece that i  used to master. I closed my eyes and i still played
smoothly. Even with my eyes closed, I could sence whitch keys to play.

I could tell he was pretty impressed by me - his face had a blank
expression and his mouth was open.

"Close your trap or a fly will enter," I said after i was done playing.

I caught him starring at me. He turned his gaze away and became
expressionless. "Let's go," He said.

"To where?" I asked and i covered the piano keysas I stood up to follow
him.

He didn't spoke and i became curious about where he was heading to.

We came to a store room, far away from the classes. It was on the same
level, the 3rd level and it was more deserted.

"This", he said, "Is my secret hideout. "

"O...kay..." I awkwardly responded and walked inside. The storeroom
was filted with boxes and mess. There were also empty bottles and a
few cigarettes laying around. I saw papers laying around, vandalism on
the walls, and i believe he did it. It was a junk space. But it was pretty
warm, a perfect place to stay in during this cold weather.

"When i first came to this school, i had nobody", he suddenly spoke. "I
found this place, and i stayed here, everyday during break. Until i found
Jimin and JungKook. Now sometimes they come over to this place to
smoke too."

"You smoke ? " I gasped.

He smirked and took out a stick of cigarette out of his pocket and
brought it to his mouth. He was about to light up the other end of the
stick when i hit his hand and both the cigarette and lighter fell to the
floor.

"Not now, I can't stand the smell of smoke, "I  said and folded my arms.
"So why are you telling me all this?  "I asked.

"I don't know, I just felt like this," He responded.

He suddenly came close to me and whispered in his deep voice, "Its a
secret between us, don't tell anyone. "

He let out his pinky finger and waited for me to lock it.

I felt rather weird. We always fought, but i guess he ate the wrong
medicine. I slowly brought my pinky finger and locked it with his, and
automatically smiled. He too smiled, I saw it for the first time.

I mean he always smiles, but it was always out of evilness, smirking.

This time, I saw him smiling, he looked pure, innocent like a little boy.

I let go of his pinky finger and sat on a pile of boxes.

"You can come here whenever, " He said, not seemingly to be the TaeHyung I
knew.

The school bel rang and we both went out of the storeroom.

We were walking and I couldn't stop thinking of  what just happened
when suddenly he stopped and turned to me.

"What?" I said.
"What ? You want to watch me pee?" He replied. I realized we were
walking near the boys' washroom.

I quiqly turned away and hastened my steps back to class.

Ugh embrassing.