I slam my gear into my locker from exhaustion and take out my clean clothes to go shower with the other guys. I love a good shower after football practice, but I'm still awkward about the concept of showering with a bunch of other guys. Just the thought makes me shivers.

So I wait, sitting on a bench in front of my locker. I waste my time on various games, and texting my friend Yoongi, well my only friend. The guys on my football team are just these types of people you deal with to do the things you love. I can only stand them for so long though. In the midst of texting my mom, I jump, dropping my phone on the ground due to a tap on the shoulder.

"Aren't you going to go shower Jin?" One of my teammates, Kai said.

"In a minute. The shower is a little crowded for me right now." Kai just rolls his eyes and sarcastically replies, with 'right..' I shake it off and pick up my fallen phone.

I let the time pass and look around to see the locker room clear. So this is my time to head to the showers. I walk into the shower room and take a look around to see only a handful of guys and shrug. This is alright I guess, not too many guys.

I began to strip and then stop in my tracks when I feel a pair of eyes on me. I slowly turn my head to the right, standing in my boxers and scan the area. I look to the left and scan finding the pair of eyes that I felt on me while taking off my clothes.

He was fully naked, water running down his ripped body. His blonde hair was soaked with water and leftover bubbles from the shampoo. I gulp when we make eye contact. To be honest he looked really attractive with water running off of his lightly tanned body. What am I thinking.

He looks away suddenly, cutting off the water and grabbing a towel off the hook to wrap around his waist, leaving like nothing never happened. For my whole five minute shower I couldn't stop thinking about the blonde and the awkward but brief eye contact we shared.

He looked really familiar but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Then it hit me like a brick in the face. He is the team captain of the soccer team, also in my second period and most likely in my fourth, which indeed I have next. But most importantly he is the most popular kid in our school and I just stared right at him and all his wet naked glory.

Kim Namjoon.

I walk to my fourth period, waiting for the moment to see if the kid Namjoon was in my class. I enter the classroom with a relieved feeling as I finish scanning the classroom. It's been a week into school and I'm pretty sure Namjoon isn't in this class. I'm positive he's a grade below.

I pick my desk and look around to wait for someone to take the seat next to me as the desk seats two. And thankfully no one does which indeed makes me happy because I love being alone. The teacher comes in with another teacher from the grade lower than I am. A junior teacher. The junior techer waves for someone to come in. A new student? A transfer student? The teacher goes out the door and drags in the blonde hair boy who was staring at me in the showers in the locker room. My mouth nearly drops as he smiles to the class and shy waves. He winks at a group of girls who squeal loudly at him.

"Everyone, this is Kim Namjoon. He is a junior, moving up to be a senior because of how high his IQ is." The teacher announces.

"Please take care of me." Namjoon bows and blushes slightly.

Cute little thing he is.

The teacher points to the empty seat next to me at my desk. My heart drops and I don't know why I feel this nervous about having a junior like Namjoon be my partner. I take a deep breath and collect myself as the younger sets his stuff down and sits next to me bashfully.

The class went by slower than ever. I successfully went throughout the whole class without saying a word to Namjoon, who was too interested in the lesson. When the bell rang I zoomed right out the class to the locker room for after school practice. I took my stuff and changed quickly into my football gear and got to the football field as the locker room began to fill with all the players.

Practice went by like a breeze and I made it back to the locker room and grabbed my stuff before heading out. I skipped out on the showers and just told myself I would take one later when I got home. I checked my phone when I was heading to my car to go home and saw a miss call from Yoongi.

I unlocked my car only pausing a brief second to see Namjoon and his group of friends laughing as they passed by. Namjoon glanced at me with his eyebrow cocked as I stood like a deer in the headlights.

I got into my car quickly to get away from Namjoon. My heart was beating out of control and I didn't quite understand these new feelings. I turn on the car and whip out of the parking lot faster than lighting.

On the road I called Yoongi.

"Hyung." Yoongi picks up.

"What do you want?" I ask. Yoongi only calls when he is in need of something.

"Listen I have a hot date tonight and I need to borrow-"

"Absolutely not," I say. I know what he wants. The vibrator I brought out of a dare one time. "And are you seriously going to fuck her on the first date?!?" I yell in the car. I can't believe him right now.

"Him." Yoongi corrects me.

"Oh my god." I mumble to myself.

"Yah! I heard that!" Yoongi says. "Anyways are you home yet?"

"I'm on my way there." Yoongi hangs up and I toss my phone onto the passenger's seat, shaking my head with a huge grin plastered on my face.

I finally reach home to see Yoongi in his car in the driveway. I park my car and get out as well as Yoongi.

As Yoongi and I enter my house, my mom greets us from the kitchen. We say hi to her and make our way to my room.

I shut my door and click the lock just to make sure my mother won't walk in on me giving Yoongi a sex toy. Yoongi raises his eyebrow as he looks at the door and then at me for locking it.

"Hey! Just being cautious." Yoongi nods and replies.

"Now give it." I take a long breath before going into my drawer of my dresser and pulling out the vibrator.

"Here. I hope it helps your needs." I say sarcastically and hand it to Yoongi.

"Thanks, I'll give it back to you-"

"No, no, keep it. I don't want to have it back after it has been up some dude's-" I interrupt Yoongi because really I don't want it back. I have no reason to use it anyways. I was glad to give it away. But it would be a hilarious gift to give at Christmas when playing Dirty Santa...

"Alright I get it!" Yoongi yells in embarrassment.

"Anyways... Who's the guy?" I awkwardly sit on my bed. I feel so weird asking my best friend that I had no idea was gay till about ten minutes ago.

"Uh... Pa-rk Jim-in." Yoongi face flushes into a bright red and I giggle at his bashfulness. I'm very familiar with the name. Jimin is a cute sophomore at our school.

I grin wide before Yoongi grabs his stuff and heads out only pausing to say goodbye to me.

"And if you call me during, um, our little session... You're dead meat." Yoongi glared and left.

I could only laugh as I fell back on my bed and shook my head at Yoongi and his date with Jimin.

The next day at school I am greeted by a grining Yoongi with a boy with dark brown hair clinging to his arm, Jimin.

"Thanks again hyung." Yoongi winks as they walk past me putting books into my locker. I shake my head with the realization that I still quite don't see Yoongi doing it with another guy.

I take out books needed for first and turning around only to stop in my tracks as I see Namjoon with his friends. He is laughing along with the others. His arm slung around one of the most popular and hottest girls in school, Lydia.

That kind of hurt me a little in the heart. Seeing Namjoon with the girl I've been crushing on ever since fourth grade. I mean I got enough balls to ask her out in seventh grade, but was shot down faster than a sale going out of stock on Black Friday.

I was so zoned into looking at their group that Namjoon looks around and we yet again make eye contact. The feeling in my stomach begins to stir and I got the same feeling of my heart rate picking up every time I see him.

I got startled and turn around, only to bang into the lockers like the awkward idiot I am. I look about to see Namjoon lightly laughing at me. I show a gummy smile and turn quickly to go my class.

My heart was beating fast the whole time I was speed walking to class. I let out a sigh when I came into the classroom, went to my desk and fell into my seat.

"I'm such Idiot. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid." I bang my head on my desk repeatedly, only to just catch a few bystanders staring.

The day went by and fourth period wasn't as uncomfortable as I thought it would be. Namjoon and I like always didn't say a word to each other and when the bell rang I darted out on the classroom to avoid any conversation with him.

I went to my locker and started stuffing my books in it when a hand slammed against the locker next to mine. I about jumped out of my skin and look over to see Yoongi who was leaning up against the locker next to mine with his signature cocky grin on his face I so want to someday wipe off.

"Gosh Yoongi you almost scared the shit out of me." I shut my locker and slung my backpack over my shoulders.

"That was the purpose." Yoongi smiled. I just rolled my eyes and walked passed him.

"Hey, what are you doing tonight?" Yoongi grabbed my arm stopping me from proceeding on walking.

"Nothing. I don't have practice today." Yoongi smiles and mumbles 'perfect' That's never a good sign coming from him.

"Wanna go to a club with me and Jimin?" Yoongi suggests. Of course, I should've seen that coming.

"Yoongi were not even 21. It's kind of illegal..."

"Oh come on! I hear Namjoon will be there," Yoongi grips my arm as he pleads. Also yes Yoongi knows all about what I have been experiencing with Namjoon.

"I know a guy, plus I made all of us fake I.D." Yoongi looks up to me with his killer brown eyes.

"Listen as much as I would love to go, I don't want to be a third wheel and just watch you and Jimin get drunk and grind each others crotches on the dance floor." I say and pull away from Yoongi's grip.

"I'll find you a date." Yoongi grins and before I am I about to reply, Yoongi runs off, giving me no choice but to go to the club later.

"You little bastard." I laugh and leave to go home.

***

"Here put this on." Yoongi handed me a pair of black skin tight leather pants.

We were at his house getting ready for the club. When I got home from school I lied to my mom that I was sleeping over at Yoongi's house and Yoongi lied to his mom that he was sleeping over at my house but really we are going over to Jimin's because Jimin's parents are out of town for the week on a business trip. Also I am one hundred percent sure Yoongi will be getting wasted tonight because Yoongi and freedom do not mix.

"Are you kidding?" I held the pants up to Yoongi.

"No, now go change." Yoongi demanded.

I sigh and pull off the jeans I had on and slip on the leather black jeans that appear to have rips in them to add style. I tug and tug up until I can't get the pants past my butt.

"Uh oh." I say. Yoongi turns his head and began to die laughing.

"It's not funny! Now get over here and help me!" I say and after a good ten minutes we finally get my pants on and I have to say they do look good on me.

After getting ready, we hop into Yoongi's car to go to pick up Jimin at his house and then meet my date at the club entrance.

"Okay here's your I.D.s" Yoongi handed me mine and I have to say, it looks pretty believable. In the middle of my thoughts I feel a soft tap on ,my shoulder and I turn around to see a quite good looking brown haired man, dressed casually, smiling down on me.

"Hi, I'm Hoseok, your date." He puts his hand out to be shaken. I slowly reach for his hand and force a smile, making a mental note to kill Yoongi later.

"Jin..." I say.

We got passed the bouncer pretty easy and were walking into the club. I looked around as well as the others at the neon lights, people intoxicated on the dance floor, the bar filled with people drinking and everyone having a good time. I look over to tell Yoongi something, but he was already, Jimin in hand, rushing to the bar to check it out and get a drink. I look over to my other side to see Hoseok smiling brightly. I then feel a warmth touch, intertwining my fingers with another person's hand and look down slowly to see Hoseok's hand in mine.

"Wanna go sit down somewhere?" Hoseok said in my ear. I nod slightly and Hoseok led the way to the back where a hangout place was located.

He sat down first on the couch, followed by me, our hands still attached together.

"Clubs aren't really my thing." I say to try to start a conversation with my date.

"Me either." Hoseok laughs.

We talk for quite a while just getting to know each other and to my surprise, Hoseok and I are really alike. Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea to come with Yoongi and Jimin. In the middle of our conversation together, something caught my eye at the bar.

Blonde hair, the same blonde hair the guy had that I saw staring at me in the shower in the locker room, the same blonde hair of the guy that is captain of the soccer team and the same blonde hair of the guy that sits next to me in fourth period.

Kim freaking Namjoon.

I curse under my breath and began to panic a little inside until Hoseok noticed it.

"You okay?" I nodded and looked to Namjoon who is intensely staring at me. I gulp and sit up straighter, breaking my hand away from Hoseok's. I look away hoping he would, but when I looked back he still had his eyes set on me.

That's when the same feeling in my stomach appeared, the stir of sickness and the clench of pain. My heart started to pick up too and I began to panic even more.

"Hey, how about we just ditch this joint and go to Jimin's place.

Hoseok looks at me and then follows my gaze, settling right on Namjoon who seemed to be coming in my direction.

"Yeah, let's go." I said, quickly getting up and draging Hoseok right behind me.

***

"Coke?" Hoseok calls out from the kitchen of Jimin's house.

"Sure." I yell back flop down on the couch, turning on the T.V.

"Wanna watch a movie?" Hoseok asks as he takes a seat next to me, handing me a can of Coke.

"Sure." I go and put in a comedy movie and for the next three hours we sit and make fun of the movie, adding random comments, more than watching it.

When the movie ended there was the opening of the door and then a slamming of a door. Jimin, with a intoxicated passed out Yoongi slung over his shoulder came into the living room. Jimin laid Yoongi down on the couch and took a seat in the recliner.

"You guys left." Jimin, out of breath from carrying Yoongi, said and Hoseok and I nodded.

"Well as you can tell Yoongi is passed out so me and him can sleep down here. You two can sleep in my room upstairs." Jimin said. Hoseok and I nodded and made our way before Jimin stopped us again.

"Don't have too much fun." Jimin winks, Hoseok giggles, and I groan rolling my eyes.

***

Yoongi and Jimin don't go to school the next day just because Yoongi is having a major hangover and Jimin needs to take care of him, so Hoseok takes me to school instead. When we arrive I thank Hoseok for the ride and head into school to my locker.

When I reach my locker I look around just to take precautions just in case I see someone I don't want to see.... and then I do. I see Namjoon with his group make their way through the hallway. I begin to panic while shoving my book bag into my locker and grabbing my English book. I slam my locker shut, escaping the horror.

The day went by quite fast. The first two classes done and now I'm making my way to the locker room while everyone else is at lunch eating in the cafeteria. I reach the locker room and pull out all my stuff, taking my time getting ready. I headed out when I heard the bell ring and guys began to flood in.

After practice I waited for the showers to be clear before I head in and take a shower. Most of the guys didn't take showers because they have some conditioning and fitness test after practice. I grab my towel and head to the now empty showers, turning on the hot water, and undressing.

I take a long shower this time, just to relax my muscles, but in the middle I feel that feeling again of someone watching me. So I finish up, dry myself off, wrap the towel loosely around my waist and walk out.

I felt someone tackle me, pushing me up against the one of the shower walls.

The man gripped my hair tightly as he pressed his body up against mine making my breath hitch. I stood wide eyed because really I can't move out of his tight grip. I stare at his sharp features, his change from cute to fierce. He is not the cute bashful kid I saw when he was first introduced to the class a couple days ago. I look down to scan his clothed body and then back up to his piercing stare on me. He looked like he finally caught what he set his target for and that is what makes me the most worried.

"Namjoon..." I speak, trying to conversate with him for the first time, but I didn't exactly get the response I was looking for.

Namjoon slams his lips into my lips suddenly. But instead of staying frozen, I might as well take this chance to get some experience. I move my lips with his, creating friction in between us and my hands rested just above his hips.

Our kiss began to get heated with Namjoon licking my bottom lip to get entrance, which I gave him. He sucked on my lips for a moment before moving his tongue inside my mouth. I let out a small moan unintentionally into his mouth.

Namjoon breaks the kiss and moves down to my neck slowly. He begins with a slow suck just under my ear and moves his way down to my jaw line. My head jerks to the side but Namjoon has a handful of my hair. I let out a cry,only to be silenced by Namjoon's lips.

"Hush baby, we don't want to get caught." Namjoon whispers in my ear, and then places a small bite on my earlobe.

"By the way you made me jealous seeing you with another guy last night."

Namjoon proceeds his deeds of making me just melt right under him. He places little love marks on my neck and down my collarbone, murmuring "Mine, mine, mine," one after another. I can feel one of his hands make it down to the loose draped towel on my waist, pulling at it to get it off. The towel drops down to my feet, leaving me fully exposed.

Namjoon take me by surprise when he began to palm at my area. The it hits me that we have class next and I have never missed a class this whole year. I pulled away all of a sudden and bent down for my towel, only Namjoon grabbed my wrist with his eyebrow cocked.

"We can't do this right now, we have class" I say. Namjoon lets out a laugh and I don't catch on to what's so funny.

"Such a goodie goodie." Namjoon says and yanks me out of the shower and heads to the bathroom stalls. He pushes me in, along with him stepping in and locking the stall door behind him. He then processes on taking his clothes off, piece by piece until he is fully naked. I stand there completely still and a bit awkward. Namjoon looks to me and questions, "Well are we going to do this?"

Some how I nodded my head even though I knew I was skipping class for this, and doing it in the boys locker room wasn't the best decision. Namjoon only grinned before diving into me. And while all of this happening all I could think about was how this is so wrong, and how I didn't seem to care anymore, but to just go on and enjoy the ride.