Yoonbi

Jackson and I walked back home hand in hand that night, my lips still felt warm from his touch and I was happy he didn't dwell on any of it, "friends?" He asks me with a smile I could swear wavered at some point.

I step forward and hug him good bye, "friends." I smile and pat his back in comfort, "you're so awesome you know."

"I know." He laughs, "and that awesome will be here for you, waiting." I nod at him and keep smiling back, "go in now."

"Take care!" I wave as I walk to my house watching him wait till I'm inside, "good night, Wang."

"Good night, Bi."

I'm sure I slept well that night, I woke up to my phone buzzing on my night stand. My hand shot out and blindly swiped its screen to shut off my alarm. School, ugh. I should just skip today, "Yoonbi yah! Come on wake up! You'll be late for school!" I hear mom from downstairs and groan against my pillow.

I freeze and realize something, "mom?! Mom is already home?" I jump out of bed and run downstairs to see my mom sitting on the couch while dad stood in the kitchen cooking, "when and how did you get discharged?"

"My husband took care of it, a nurse will come to check up on me every other day." I turn back to look at my dad, expecting that my mom hates hospitals but definitely her getting discharged the next day was something I did not expect.

As my mom keeps flipping through the channels, sitting with various cushions propping her properly so her injures won't hurt, I turn and jog to the kitchen, "what the hell dad? Is she going to stay here alone?"

My dad sighs and turns to me with the knife he used to chop some strawberries. I would feel threatened since I just cussed and he's right there with a knife in his hand, but the apron he is wearing made it so hard to take him seriously, "she's not, of course."

"Oh really? How is that daddy?" I mock him and furrow my eyebrows as he takes a step back with a displeased face, "what's wrong?"

"You smell." I shut my mouth and take a step back, I didn't wash my teeth so it's quite normal right? I doubt I smell that bad though.

"Don't change the subject," I cover my mouth with my hand as I talk, "how is mom not staying alone when I'm going to school and you have work."

"I changed my shift, it starts when you come back from school now, so you'll stay here while I'm at work and vise versa." My dad turns away and starts tidying up the dishes he prepared, I see scrambled eggs and garlic bread ready while he applies toppings to the three plates of pancakes he prepared. That's too much food.

"Good job." I smile at him and take the prepared plates to the dinning table.

"Your hair is a mess sweetie, why didn't you wash up and get ready for school yet?" My mom turns around and asks me. I was asleep people, I was asleep! It's pretty normal.

"I'll go wash up now and get ready after I eat," I reply as I walk back to the kitchen and take the plates from over the counter.

Breakfast was nice, although dad almost burned the pancakes he tried to hide with too much toppings, everything was perfectly going smooth. I was so happy as I stared at mom every once in a while, "stop looking at me like that."

She throws a strawberry slice at my chocolate coated pancakes but it jumps into my coffee cup instead. "Oh mama you did not!" I gasp as I look at the rippling surface of my coffee, then I reach for a peace of bread and throw it right into her tea, smirking in triumph.

"Ladies, stop." My dad finally says after watching us through little pieces of food at each other, "you need to get ready for school now Yoonbi, go on."

I sigh in defeat, not totally happy that all the fun is done as I drink the last bit of coffee in my cup before the strawberry slice jumps into my mouth and I chew on it and grimace at the horrible taste mixture while I climb the stairs to my room to do as told.

It was a quiet walk to school after I greeted my parents goodbye before I left, they were already cuddling on the couch by then but I couldn't lie to myself, that's how I like stuff and I don't want anything to change. While I walk to school, I think about what happened yesterday and kick a stray rock on the street.

I freeze when I remember what Hyunwoo told me yesterday, about how my dad won't make it to the hospital. Did something happen to him but he didn't tell me? I take out my phone and send him a quick text.

Hey dad, stay home till I'm back today.
We need to talk.

I nod to myself and put my phone back in my pocket before taking out my portion bottle from my other pocket and gulping it down, as I close it and crock my head to the side while walking to put it in my back bag I hit someone.

I groan and almost shout in that person's face till I successfully put the bottle in my back bag and realize it was my fault, I mutter a sorry and walk pass to continue my walk, knowing school is only a few meters away. I look up when someone holds my wrist and turns me around. 

"Oh, Jungkook!" I recognize him despite his hoodie and wet hair that falls on his face covering his forhead, "your hair is wet," I furrow my eyebrows at the water droplets on his hoodie, "you may get sick."

I'm genuinely worried, and the sight of the various bandages on his face and hands make me feel even more guilty. He just kept looking at me with glittery eyes, probably because of his wet hair. But his face reminded me of last night, it must've been my imagination although it doesn't really make any sense.

I don't have a reason to imagine that, and he doesn't have a reason to be so shocked about what I did with Jackson last night, it really doesn't make sense, "you don't even care."

My eye brows shoot up at his hostile words, "what the helł? Of course I do." I take my hand out of his grip as I move to look at him properly, "what's wrong with you being all emo today."

"Now I have a problem?" He snaps. I lean back a bit and give him a once over with pursed lips.

"Are you pmsing now, Kookie?" I hold back my smile at his grumpy mood, he's so cute. And handsome, but keep that aside for now. And hot, but that's for later-- I must stop. I look at him as he leaves me and walks ahead, "yah! Jungkook." 

I keep following him like a lost puppy while he doesn't even glance at me, "you're so weird, I don't like it." I hit him with my shoulder then walk ahead of him, hands in the pockets of my jacket, "if that's how you play, Kookie, then let's roll." I look at him from the corner of my eyes and smirk not taking him mad at me seriously.

Probably because I don't know why, and I can't imagine it. I don't want to face it either, so it's easier this way. He will come around sometime. He did not.

Jungkook didn't talk to me the whole day, he didn't talk to anyone actually. Okay that's my inner voice comforting me, he was so sleepy yet when ever he had the power to keep his eyes open he would talk to his mates and ignore me.

Fùck you, Jungkook. I don't even care okay! Don't talk to me if you don't want to! I shout to myself as I grip my pen tightly in my hand, all the words our chemistry teachers says come in from one ear and leave from the other. I can't focus, I couldn't focus from the beginning of the day and it's all his fault.

Dämn you, Jungkook! You don't even deserve your nickname! I let my hands loosen when I hear my pen slowly cracking from my tight grip. I look up to the teacher then at my watch, seconds left for the bells to go off and I don't think I can keep up with any more classes like this.

How easy is it for him to totally ignore me when I'm right beside him! I glare at Jimin as he passes me a note, subtly. He pouts at me and gestures to his note.

Are you okay? You keep on chewing your lips and glaring at Jungkook?

Oh, am I that obvious? I shake my head at him and stand up as the bells go off, I look at RyungNa then at Jungkook. I can't do this anymore. I turn around and take a few steps towards Jungkook till someone holds my arm and pulls me back, "where you heading?" Suga asks me.

"To kick some aśs." I tell him and pull my arm away.

"That was a lie."

"Whatever," I scowl at him and walk behind his desk, taking a U-turn to reach RyungNa before the next teacher comes in, "yah, can we switch seats?"

"What do you mean?" She turns to me and stares with a stunned face.

"I mean can I--" I stop and look at the girl sitting right in front of the guy sitting beside RyungNa, Lim RaeHee.
An official pain in the neck, it's either that she's so rude or so dumb. But I think she's both.

She's so obsessed with Bangtan, it's not like RyungNa and I don't like them too but what right does she have to say that she's better than us. I roll my eyes as I remember her talking about RyungNa right in front of her face.

"Did you hear? RyungNa and Jimin are working on the next science project together." I hear one of RaeHee's friends telling her.

"Yeah so what, she's so damn lucky but that doesn't mean she truly likes them like me." RaeHee says. I look at RyungNa's face to see her frowning before I pulled her away.

I shake my head and look at RyungNa, "I mean go sit in my seat while I sit here for the rest of the day."

"Seriously? You want me to sit there." She excitedly points at my seat then subtly moves her finger to point at Jimin, beside him! She shrieks in my head.

I nod, yes. Jungkook is being annoying af and I can't take it anymore, next thing I do may be merge into him and make him jump right out of the window. RyungNa stands up and hugs me suddenly, a few heads turn our way but RyungNa quickly makes it look like I'm a lonely child getting comfort from her, what the--

Shshsh, stay, I'm hugging you because you're the best friend ever but it may look like you just got dumped because I don't want Jimin to know how happy I am with the fact that I'll sit beside him for the rest of the day. And oh god is Jungkook going to be on my other side? When was your seat so awesome! RyungNa rambles in my head till I push her away and point at my seat for her to just go.

Now, or I'll change my mind. I threaten her till she surrenders and starts walking to my desk, I take no time to slump down on her chair and look around realizing that the class looks so different from here.

Yah! Catch and throw me my pencil case and math copy! I turn around just on time to catch my pencil case before I see my copy flying in the air too. I drop my pouch in my lap quickly and set out to catch my notebook too but it slams right at RaeHee's head. Oops?

I turn to RyungNa in shock but she's not even looking at me anymore, traitor!

"Sorry." I mutter to RaeHee, I don't think she hears it. Sorry! RyungNa tells me as RaeHee turns around and glares at me, "what did you just do?" She holds my copy and shoves it to the floor, I stand up and lean down to get it with an accomplished face but she stands up too and steps on my copy with her shoes.

Heck no, not my stuff. I pull the copy after slamming my fist against her foot, when I'm back up she's grimacing at me. I grit my teeth when she steps on my snickers as we glare at each other.

"Are you too dumb to notice that it wasn't on purpose?" I seethe.

"Excuse me?"

"Heard me?" I mimic the way she excused herself, mocking her. However, I didn't expect anything to turn physical anytime soon but looks like RaeHee hates me just more than I expected. Mutual relationship goals. 

I look at her hand as it makes it's way to slap my face just too fast for me to have the time to react, me not expecting any of it wasn't helping. My eyes don't shut because I'm not really scared, I just can't move. I get over it and prepare myself for a girl slap- I mean bïtch slap. It doesn't come, though.

I look at RaeHee's arm to find another hand holding it back. I turn my head to my side, feeling a warm breath tickling the side of my face.

Jungkook holds RaeHee's arm in the air and looks down at me, I told you I'll watch over you, Yoonbi. I hear him think.

//this chapter is literally only two scenes but the word count isn't that little. I liked this chapter a lot tho! Hehe. Please help me spread this book so it would reach who would like it! Thank you for reading!