26

H y e r i n

Recap:

"This dick ain't little though." Yoongi fought.

"And how are we going to believe that?"

He smirked first before looking at me.

"Ask Hyerin."

••  

"Out of all the motherfuckers, you're the motherfuckest, Yoongi!"

"Wow thanks bitch." Yoongi snarled.

I still can't believe this asshole said that out loud in the class.

Luckily, the bell rang after that so I had the chance to drag Yoongi outside to scold him.

"But it's true though—you saw it when I was butt naked in the shower. You probably got surprised on how big it was—"

"Sorry but I don't remember the small details." And I swear I saw a lightning struck his chest for a moment.

"Hyerin, that's so mean. You don't know how hard I made it grow to its humongous size like now. All the nights I've spent in the bathroom—"

"DON'T MAKE IT SOUND LIKE YOU'RE JUST GROWING A PLANT. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK."

"Bitch." He scoffed.

"I've been called worse."

"Like what?"

"Like your girlfriend." I spatted.

His mouth almost fell down the floor.

••

The next morning, I woke up pretty early.

I was in the middle of wearing my school uniform when I remembered something.

"Ah shit— I forgot to put lotion." Then I cursed as I made my way to the bathroom's sink and immediately grabbed the body lotion but something behind it caught my eye.

There's a huge ass freaking spider!!!

"AHHHH! AHHHHHH!" I ran outside the room like my life depended on it.

I tried to catch my breath when I heard a door open.

There came out Yoongi who looked like he just woke up because of his intense bed hair.

"Hyerin why are you running? Why are you running—" He abruptly stopped as I watched how his face suddenly reddened and he quickly averted his gaze on me.

I looked on where he was staring before and that was the time I just noticed..

I was just wearing my school skirt and a bra.

•••

"Why the hell is your face so red? You look like you're about to pass out anytime soon, bitch are you alright?" Chunyoung nagged.

Bruh I still can't get over Yoongi seeing my tities like—

And I absolutely can't fucking tell Chunyoung or Hoseok about this because those two fucktards would just probably tease the fuck out of me.

I was disengaged with my thoughts when I heard the bitch ass Ms. Kang called my name.

"Hyerin stop snoozing around and go write your name in cursive on the board now." Her voice is so fucking annoying like I'd like to slap her in the face thrice.

So apparently, Ms. Kangaroo— yes I will call her that from now on because she looks like a fucking kangaroo who got divorced twice and probably smells like goat shit—that didn't make any sense and so does this fanfic— is teaching us how to write words in cursive and the last time I checked, we're not fucking kindergartners anymore so why the fuck—

"Wow Hyerin, your penmanship is so good it hurts my eye!" I could feel all the sarcasm in Ms. Kangaroo's voice and at that moment I wish I could RKO her out of nowhere.

I saw Chunyoung and the Bangtan members also snickering at my handwriting. Bitch they can laugh all they can 'cause my cursive handwriting totally sucks big deal like I'm so fucking ashamed now.

"I hate cursive and I hate all of you!" I screamed at my laughing classhates before returning back on my seat.

They're classmates whom I hate so therefore, they're my classhates.

•••

It was PE time and I lifelessly stare at the boys as they play soccer in the field.

"Oh there goes the ball....along with all the fucks I give." I sighed. I was totally not having any of it.

Maybe I was feeling kind of lonely since Hoseok and the other member of bangtan boys were busy playing soccer while Chunyoung was running an errand for our teacher.

I stood up and attempted to stretch for a bit when I heard a gasp from behind.

"Holy shit Hyerin! You're bleeding on your ass!!!" Hoseok panicked and immediately pushed me to sit down again.

Fuck, is it that time of the month again? And maybe that's the reason why I'm not feeling well.

Goddamit, I sometimes wish I was a boy so I'll have no worries about menstruation and other shits every girl encounters and also I'd like to have a penis so I can jack of—

"Hoseok can you fucking stop screaming though?" I inhaled sharply, Hoseok surely knows how to overreact.

"How can I not scream when you're bleeding from your vagina! Does that not hurt?" He sounded concerned but it still pissed me off. He's just so extra.

"Shit I need to wash this off fast but I don't have anything to cover it!" My shirt's too short to cover my pants and even if I make a run for it there's a big chance someone's gonna see me and my bloody arse 'cause it's already the dismissal time for the other sections.

Plus the nearest bathroom is like on the other side of the field and our bags are situated near there too. I'm just so fucked right now.

"Yah Hobi why did you stop playing?" I heard Namjoon's voice from a distance that was followed by a shriek. "Yo what the—Hyerin there's ketchup on your pants!"

I turned my head and saw the rest of the Bangtan boys.

Great. Just more dudes to explain  why I'm bleeding from my vagina.

"Eww, periods are so disgusting." I immediately heard Seokjin spoke.

"Well I'm sure your mother was praying to get hers but got you instead, fucking tragic." I shot back. Seriously guys who make comments like that about periods are so damn lame.

After a few minutes of explaining (with the constant shrieking of Jimin and Hoseok), the bangtan boys thought of a plan to help me.

"What about we continue to play soccer and have Hyerin stand in the side and hit her with the ball then one of us—preferably Yoongi—will have to carry her or something." Hoseok suggested and he immediately received a smack from me.

"That's too brutal dude." Jimin shook his head.

"What about we make a train line to cover Hyerin with me on front and Hyerin somewhere at the middle and march our way up to the bathroom?" Taehyung beamed.

Seokjin immediately scoffed. "What are you, twelve?"

"Yeah on a scale of one to ten bitch." Taehyung grinned.

Wow I didn't know Taehyung could be this savage. *slow claps*

"What about you guys just give me one of your shirts so I can cover my ass, yeah?" I suggested and I instantly received glares.

"Fuck no." Seokjin said.

"Eww Hyerin, you're so gross." Hoseok added.

"I always knew you'd want a piece of me." Jimin said seductively and that hoe immediately received a punch from me.

"Sure noona." Jungkook smiled, ready to take off his motherfucking shirt.

Hell nah—he's too young for this—

I fucking squealed when I felt myself being held in someone's arms.

"What about I just carry you like this to the bathroom, yeah?" Yoongi mumbled. My mouth fell and I still managed to look at the boys' reactions and saw them gaping too.

Why do he always surprise the fuck out of me?

Istg. He's gonna be the death of me.

••

It's the last subject and our teacher left early again for some reason.

So the 'ketchup on my ass' incident was over and everything was going fine again today.

We were just killing time and Chunyoung and I were talking about our upcoming finals.

"What happens if we fail finals..?" Chunyoung asked, nervousness was evident in her eyes.

I laid my hands and looked at her straight. "So here's the plan.."

"Prostitution" I breathed.

Chunyoung immediately cracked up. "You think someone would really bang you when you don't even have tits—"

"You better back the fuck up before you get smacked the fuck up—"

"I have huge fucking tits I'll tell you that!" I added.

"Cool how the fuck am I gonna believe you then?"

I smirked before turning my head to the group of boys at the back and looked straight at his eyes.

I'll get started. Bad boy down.

"Ask Yoongi."

••

After dismissal, I stopped at a flower shop to buy a fresh bouquet of tulips.

"She really likes tulips." I whispered as I smell the flowers I was holding.

I then went straight to the cemetery just a block away from the shop. I walked for a while before stopping in front of an awfully familiar tombstone.

Putting down the flowers, I began to cry.

"It's been three years and God I fucking miss you so much, Sulhee.."

And that afternoon, I just cried and cried and cried until I heard someone from behind.

"When the fuck will you stop crying?" I turned my head and saw Yoongi with his eyes still fresh from shedding tears too.

He must've visited his brother's grave too.

I gulped as he sat beside me and also put some flowers on Sulhee's grave.

I think this is the best time to tell him the truth.

I'm done lying.

It's now or never.

I gathered all the words to say as I inhale slowly.

"Yoongi, I have something to tell you." Then I looked him dead in the eyes.

"Your brother died because of me."

To be continued.

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