no one



✎jimin ran up the stairs, his thighs burning slightly. it had been nine months since he had last run. he neared the doors that led to the roof and combed his fingers through his fading blond hair. as the fresh air hit him he made the decision to re dye his hair as soon as he got home.

as jimin looked over the railing and towards the street, the realization hit him. he hit min yoongi, he hit min yoongi in front of almost the entire school. the cool air blew over his face and tousled his hair slightly. he didn't know if he should be scared, proud, or something else.

yoongi stood up, his hand went up to his cheek. confusion the largest thing swirling in his head. park jimin hit him. park jimin hit him in front of almost the entire school. yoongi clenched his hands into fists and swore under his breath. that's when he heard it, the small laugh. he looked in the direction of the hallway and saw two girls standing there. lalisa manoban and park chaeyoung. as they both walked over, he felt his face go from confused to a scowl.

"yoongi," he heard. he looked up at the two girls.

lisa, what are you doing here? his question went unasked therefor unanswered. he looked at the two girls and shook his head slightly. "jimin's on the roof," the words made him smile just slightly.

yoongi nodded and started to walk up the stairs and towards the doors that led to the roof.



lisa

✎walking away from yoongi and down the hallway she grabbed rosé's hand. "rejection hurts ya know," she said a smile growing on her face. "he didn't even say hi, jimin must have really done it this time," she laughed a little hiding her smile behind her hand.

hearing rosé's laugh she turned to look at her, her eyes folded into small rectangles. "is that why you haven't asked out that stiff yet," feeling rosé's eyes burning into her she turned.

"first, she's not a stiff and second i just haven't found the right time yet," her words shot towards rosé and she just nodded.

"got it," rosé bit the inside of her cheek as she watched the girl that the two were just talking about walk down the hall.

"jennie," lisa's voice traveled down the hallway and rosé watched the female turn towards them.

"yes lisa," she asked softly. lisa took a deep breath and stepped forward.

"would you want to hang out on thursday after school," lisa ignored the small tap on her shoulder. it had obviously come from rosé, the corner of her lips drew upwards as jennie nodded. "i'll see you then, you have my number feel free to text me," finally turning around she looked at rosé.

"did you need to say something rosé," her question detected at the older female.

"lisa we have a run after school on thursday," lisa's face dropped and she took a sharp breath in.

"fuck,"

no one

✎yoongi pulled open the door to the roof and stepped out, two things hit him at the same time. firstly the smell of cigarette smoke, and the second a perfect view of jimin's tattoo. both things surprised him, he took a deep breath and walked towards jimin.

"you smoke," jimin tensed slightly. before turning around and nodding.

"did you want one or something," yoongi shrugged and accepted the thin stick from the younger. placing it between his lips and then lighting it with his own lighter.

"you also have a tattoo," jimin bit his lower lip and tugged his sweatshirt sleeve down. yoongi just stared at jimin's lips, damn they were plump he secretly wondered what they tasted like.

"i'll explain my tat if you explain yours," yoongi snapped his attention back to jimin before nodding slowly.

"you already know more about me than a lot of people do, so why not?" jimin pulled the sleeve of his sweatshirt up and placed his arm in front of yoongi. yoongi finally got a good view of his tattoo. it was simplistic, just a simple word although it wasn't simple to him. yoongi wanted to know the meaning of it.

"i got this after my mom died," jimin's voice was steady but yoongi wasn't buying it. he could see jimin trying to mask the pain in his eyes. "my dad stopped being around me and kind of stepped away from the parent roll," yoongi nodded and jimin continued. "there was this rapper i started listening to and you see, he had this song called outcast," jimin's unwavering voice caused yoongi to think about how the death of his mother had affected jimin. "so, me knowing i had wanted a tattoo for a very long time just not knowing what to get i went for it," he took a deep breath before continuing. "do i got my dads permission and got inked," jimin stopped and looked at yoongi.

"your turn," yoongi nodded and pulled his jacket off. giving jimin a good view of his arms and some of his back.

pointing to the first one, a small rose he began his story. "the rose was my mother's favorite flower, she passed away when i was fifteen. this was my first tattoo," finding the four letters on his middle finger he held it out to jimin. the letters spelling out the word "life" this was the only tattoo he didn't really like.

"i was sixteen when i got this one," jimin nodded. "it was after my first kill," yoongi saw jimin swallow. jimin let his eyes dart around before finding yoongi once again. "it's the only one that i don't actually like," jimin nodded

"but you still got it inked onto you," yoongi laughed bitterly. "ya, stupid choice wasn't it,"

jimin nodded softly, before blushing softly. "sorry i asked," yoongi just shook his head, and jimin nodded in response.

"anyways, my next tattoo is the one on my back, you already know the meaning," jimin just nodded. yoongi pushed both his arms into the sleeves of his jacket and smiled. "so that's that," jimin only shook his head.

"there's still the one on your ankle, your foot, and the one on your upper thigh," jimin shifted his weight onto his right foot and placed a hand on his hip.

yoongi's eyes darkened slightly. "I'm sorry," he questioned raising an eyebrow.

"i've told you once and I'll tell you once again, I'm not afraid of you," jimin's eyes were steel, no emotion left in them. "I'm not afraid of you, because i know who you are, i know what you are, i know things about you others don't," taking a step towards yoongi, and continued "i know your weaknesses, i know how to bring your walls down," jimin took a step closer. yoongi couldn't deny the bit of fear that started to cloud his sentences, who was jimin? how did he know what he was talking about? was it just a bluff?

jimin walked closer and closer to yoongi, yoongi took a step back, and then another, and then one more until he felt the cold metal of the railing touching the back.

jimin smirked and placed his fingertips on yoongi's cheek and let them trail down to yoongi's chin. jimin's eyes filled with laughter, no fear evident in them.

"l-luca," the foreign name rolled off of yoongi's tongue and jimin threw his head back in laughter.

"i wondered how long it would take you," jimin walked away from yoongi. His hips swaying side to side. yoongi was dumbfounded.

park jimin was luca and luca was park jimin.

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i'm sorry for the long wait on this shitty excuse for a chapter. i wasn't happy with anything i wrote.