(A/n: :P I lied, it was a triple update XD Hope you read the previous two chapters)

That long Business period had finally ended and people were quick to leave the classroom, as if staying there another second would make them suffocate.

I, on the other hand, was not in that much of a rush. Mina didn't seem to be in any rush either. I was still taken aback by the way she stood up for me. I thought those were her friends. I guess she really did mean it when she told me she was sick of all these fake people. And thinking of it, I realized she first approached me after being worried about me being with Yoongi. That was before the whole 'fake boyfriend' thing happened. Maybe she really was trying to be genuine.

She was just about to leave when I called her back. "M-Mina," I called out.

She turned to look my way and I walked up to her. "Hm?" She sounded, a light smile on her face.

"Th- thank you. For what you did earlier. It was kind of you," I said. "And I'm sorry for the way I spoke with you earlier."

She smiled. "No need to thank me. Someone needed to tell her sooner or later. And I understand, so don't apologize."

"It's just that I'm new to this, okay? I can't just trust anyone anymore. Maybe I just need more time? But thank you for caring when no one else did," I said.

"Anytime, Y/n," she said and linked her arm with my own, walking out of the classroom together. Reaching the hallway, she then spoke again. "I'll wait til you're comfortable with me. For now, I've got some things to do so I'll see you around, okay? I'm glad you didn't completely give up on me though," she said.

***

It was break once again and I couldn't wait to get to the library so that I could sleep for at least thirty minutes.

Or so I thought.

Just before I'd reached the library, I felt a hand pull me back. I looked up to see it was Yoongi and my face immediately felt hot. He looked nervous too.

"I wanted to, uh, spend break with you," he explained. "But not there. The whole world likes to meet up with you there now," he chuckled and my heart melted seeing his gorgeous and adorable gummy smile.

I couldn't help but smile back. "Where do you want to go?"

A few minutes later we ended up on the far side of school, just behind the school building. It was completely empty of any other students as if no one knew of this place. Nobody probably even spent their break here. That then made me wonder where did Yoongi usually spend his break if he had no friends and what did he do.

"Is this where you spend your break?" I asked, breaking the silence once we got there.

"No. I usually just climb the fence here during break and walk around the streets," he explained, sitting on the grass and leaning against the wall that faced the said fence. "I noticed there's no cameras back here and nobody comes by here either so I nap here sometimes when I skip classes too." He lied his head back against the wall and closed his eyes, the sun shining down on him and his eyelashes casted little shadows over his cheeks. He seemed just as exhausted as me.

"That's cool," I said back. I went to sit down beside him, silence falling over us and I began fiddling with my fingers out of nervousness. It felt awkward; being alone with him. Thoughts of what happened during our previous encounter didn't help the situation. My cheeks slowly became redder with every second.

"I, um," I started, breaking the silence with my head still down, "I'm sorry about earlier. I don't know what came over me. I just-"

I was cut off when Yoongi's hand reached for mine and grabbed it, pulling on my arm just enough for my body to fall on his side and my head landed on his shoulder. "Oh, shut up," he sounded calmly, his eyes still closed. My eyes were slightly wide. I was taken aback as I looked at our hands and then up at his face. It was so close to my own with my head leaning on his shoulder. His eyes were still shut and he looked so unreal and beautiful with the sun shining down on his face. His jawline still looked sharp and his nose seemed more prominent. His lips glistened in the light.

I quickly looked away. I couldn't afford to get lost in those kind of those kind of thoughts again. My eyes fell back to my hand that he still held tightly in his own. His hand wasn't warm, nor was it too cold. But my hand felt comfortable in his.

"You do remember what happened last night, don't you?" He asked, breaking the silence between us. His eyes were still closed.

It took me a while to decide whether I should tell the truth or not. I finally answered. "Y-yeah..." I said, my voice fading slowly. My eyes stayed on our interlinked hands.

"Then you know I like you," he said and I finally looked up at him. He lifted his head from the wall and his eyes opened, landing on our hands. "I like you, Y/n," he said, looking up at me now.

His eyes... They held so much vulnerability I never knew a boy like him had. The day I first met him, I never would've guessed he was such a soft and gentle person. He always had such a tough attitude. But that was just exactly what it was. An exterior. A shield. And today, he was ready to show someone the real Min Yoongi. That someone was me.

"You make me feel things I never knew was even possible. Not since the day my dad died," he said. "When he died, and everyone accused me, I stopped caring. I stopped feeling anything at all. But you... When I see you, all I want to do is protect you. Care for you... Hold you..." He faced me slightly, looking straight into my eyes and nearing my face with his own. "When I see you, I just want to kiss you," he said, honestly. His eyes fell to my lips, and my eyes fell to his. I was frozen in place as his gaze on me left me hypnotized. "What are you doing to me, Y/n?" He asked softly.

His face neared mine and my eyes automatically went shut, and this time he closed the gap between us completely as he kissed me whole. Even as I sat, my body felt weak being this close to him and I put my free hand on his shoulder to keep myself steady. My other hand was still in his as they held the ground together for support. His hand left mine as it went up my arm and met my cheek, caressing it softly as he kissed me sweetly, creating tiny little butterflies in my stomach- a feeling I began to love.

When his lips left mine, my eyes fluttered open and met with his eyes that were already on me. The whole tough guy exterior was completely gone. But I realized it was never really there to begin with. This was just him. And right now, the look he had in his eyes for me was longing. Like he's never loved before and he needed to know I felt the same. Or that I wouldn't just abandon him like everybody else had. Like a lost puppy.

"Please tell me you feel the same," he sounded softly, never breaking eye contact. His hand went to the back of my head and caressed it gently with his thumb. Just that small action made my head feel sleepy and my brain couldn't seem to process anything.

"I do," I said back softly, without hesitation or a stutter. I was sure. I knew I did. I've never felt this way ever before. No one had ever had this sort of effect on me before.

My eyes lingered down to his lips and I couldn't help but kiss him again. He did the same without any hesitation. I felt him smile against my lips and my heart skipped a little as I imagined his smile from earlier. He was cute when he smiled. He looked like a happy little kid.

The kiss ended and as we pulled away, I couldn't help but smile shyly too as I looked to the ground.

"I know this is crazy, especially with everything that's going on right now with W52, but Y/n," he paused and I looked back up at him. "Let's go on a date," he finished.

(A/n: I'm dying. I was literally about to type 'let's get married and have lots of children' oml. Anyways, let's get back to the story ;) )

I smiled. "Yeah, let's do it," I answered as I intertwined my hand with his once again and he couldn't help but smile too.

***

Finally, it was last period. Phys Ed. And I was ready to get my book back. This was the only period when Jin would not keep his bag with him so it was my only chance.

I decided to skip the period since it was my only chance of getting his bag, that was placed with the rest of my class's bags in the school hall, while they were on the field. It was okay to skip class especially because most of the time I was invisible anyway. Nobody would know I was gone.

At first, when the bell rang, I set my bag down in the hall before anyone else got there, hiding it behind a cupboard on the stage. After that, I left the room and waited until everyone else set their bag down and left. I needed to set my bag down so that, if a teacher bumped into me and asked why I wasn't in class, I could tell them a teacher sent me to get something. Luckily, it didn't happen.

After about ten minutes, I walked back down to the hall. Entering it, I thought I was completely ready and this would be easy. I was wrong. The hall wasn't completely empty. That guy from those group of bullies- Kyang Suk, I believe was his name - he was there. I contemplated abandoning my mission but I was too late.

His eyes immediately found me. There was a brief moment of shock in his eyes before it disappeared and he smirked. He walked towards me in the empty hall. My heart began to pound.

"Ah, shortie, we meet again," he cheered and grinned. I turned to leave but I was too late. He beat me to the door, shutting it and as I turned around he was towering over me, his arm leaning on the door behind me. "It must be fate," he said lowly.

My heart was beating fast and my breathing became uneven. I guess I just didn't expect something like this to happen considering the way my whole day went. Considering I already went through hell yesterday.

"Oh, was I being too straightforward?" He asked. "Ah, maybe I should call you noona?" He leaned closer.

"G-get off me," I said, looking away and pushing his chest back. He wouldn't budge.

"Aww, you're so cute... Noona," he chuckled. "What are the odds that you're friends with Jungkook? That should mean that I get special privileges as his friend," he continued, his free hand traveling to my waist and although I tried to push it off, he was too strong. He looked me up and down, giving me shivers before his eyes met mine. "Right?"

"I never pegged you for the bad girl type. What are you doing out of class?" He asked, his hand traveling further down. I pulled my eyes shut tightly, hoping this was just a bad dream. A lump formed in my throat as he tried to press me against him.

And luckily, he couldn't. Interrupting him, came a furious bleach blonde haired boy, kicking him in his side so he could let go of me and fall to the floor.

"Why the fuck are you guys so fucking hormonal?" Yoongi fumed angrily.

I opened my eyes slightly, tears still threatening to fall as I noticed Yoongi standing in front of me now with worried eyes. The boy writhed in pain on the floor, clutching at his side.

"Are you okay?" He asked me. He seemed out of breath. Unable to conjure up any words, I just nodded and covered my face with my cold hands, hoping it take away the heat in my face.

Seeing the state I was in, Yoongi only became more furious and ran to the boy still lying on the floor. He kicked him in his side a few more times and hearing his screams, I came back to my senses and pulled Yoongi back.

"Stop! It's fine. Just let him go," I said, still hugging his arm, begging him not to make it worse.

He clicked his tongue. "Fine."

As the boy tried to get up again, Yoongi then grabbed his collar and made sure his fearful eyes met with his fiery ones. "But just you try touching her again and I swear to you, you'll never see the sunlight again," he threatened, the tone in his voice sounding so serious that his eyes widened and he quickly scrambled to get away.

A few minutes later, Yoongi and I were sitting backstage, our backs against the wall. My head was on his shoulder and his arms were around me, holding me gently in his arms. He was trying to comfort me and it worked. It made me feel safe; sitting this way inside his embrace.

He shifted a bit, looking down at me lying on his shoulder. "Are you feeling any better?" He asked.

"I don't know," I answered honestly. There was a moment of silence before I spoke again. "I'm not usually like this- so sensitive," I explained, lifting my head from his shoulder. "It's just... When I was younger, something happened." I sighed, letting out a shaky breath. I never told anyone about it before. Only my mother knew. "So, my dad worked on the W52 case twice. Once when his boss assigned him to, and a second time two years later when he did it secretly and he died. The first time, he had to stop the case because they found out where my dad lived and kidnapped me. They wanted to show him not to mess with them. And... They did horrible things. To me," I looked down when saying those words. "But luckily," I said, looking up with teary but hopeful eyes. "My dad came and saved me before anything too horrible happened. After that incident, he stopped and stayed away from W52. But I still always remember what happened. It's not very clear- but I remember what it felt like, along with that fear." I quickly wiped a tear that went falling down my cheek. "So yeah, I've got problems," I sniffed and chuckled, covering up my face.

Yoongi immediately pulling me into a hug and held me tightly. "I'm so sorry, Y/n," he whispered. "They're such egotistical bastards. Just you wait, Y/n. We'll show them not to mess with us," he said.

"Hell yeah," I cheered him on, sniffling a bit before raising my arm to fist bump him, which he quickly returned. I chuckled. "Why did you have to get suspended? What am I going to do without you now?" I asked, looking up at him.

"I know. This sucks," he sighed. "I'll still hang around outside school though. You can meet me by that fence at the back of school during breaks. Other times- please don't go anywhere alone." He then stopped to think. "Why were you here alone anyway?" He asked. "You're lucky I was skipping class backstage too."

I gasped and quickly stood up. "Right! I completely forgot. We need to hurry," I said, already scanning the bags.

"Why?" Yoongi seemed confused.

"I skipped PE today because I wanted to steal my dad's book back," I explained as I continued to looked. "Do you see Jin's bag anywhere?" I asked.

Yoongi smirked. "I like the way you think," he commented before helping to look with me. I smiled too when he wasn't looking and continued to look.

I hope we'll always be side by side like this.

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A/n: So... I have this new book, which is completed, called "Erased". Y'all should read that too. It's horrible though, your choice.

Aaand I'm thinking of making a new user name? Any suggestions?? So far all I got is maybe "_oreoquxxn_" or "oreohobi" "kioreo" "oreo1999" omg someone please help me, I suck at this ;-; Or I could stick with the current one.

Anyways, byeee~ I love you all❤