Pov Yoongi

After I kissed his forehead I had to get out of there.

What was I thinking? I can't just do something like that. I can't let him come back into my life just like that. I'll only get hurt by him.
But looking at him makes me unsure if my decision was right. I didn't care if it would hurt me when I saw how he was laying in my arms.

I wrote him a note that I would search for Professor Flitwick, but that was just an excuse. I couldn't stay in the room for any longer.

Might as well search the leprechaun. I can't go back inside now. I would just do something stupid.

I started walking around the school searching for Professor Flitwick, but I couldn't find him anywhere.

I decided to return to the classroom since he would probably arrive there some time soon.

At least I got away from Jimin for a while and got some fresh air.

As I entered the classroom Jimin was still sleeping, or sleeping again from what it looked like. He changed his position and his head was now laying on the desk in front of him. His face burried in my scarf.

I guess I won't get that scarf back.

I sighed a little annoyed and sat down next to him.

I watched the sleeping boy and couldn't help but think of how adorable he looked.

He shivered a little so I pulled him closer to me, my arm resting on his lower back.

I started to softly rub circles on his back and he let out a pleased sigh, snuggling his cute face further into my scarf.

Then he groaned and slowly startet to lift his head. He rubbed his eyes and looked around, still sleepy.

He turned his head to me and didn't seem to understand that I was sitting next to him. Then it hit him and he widened his eyes.
   

Pov Jimin

"Y-Yoongi." I stuttered.

When did he come back? I must have fallen asleep again.

I looked at him in disbelieve and then down at his hand that caressed my back.

It is nice to wake up like that and how he is strokes my back. So comfortable.

He noticed my staring and pulled his arm back.

"N-No." I said and he tilted his head in confusion. "P-Please don't stop. It feels so g-good." I mumbled embarrassed.

He placed his arm on my hip and started to caress it again. "You like that?" He smirked at me.

I blushed and lowered my head a little so he wouldn't see it. Then I slowly nodded. "Y-Yes." I whispered.

"What was that? I think couldn't hear that, Mochi." He said, still smirking.

"I-I said, y-yes." I repeated a little louder, my cheeks were probably red like a tomato.

He hummed as a response.

"And this?" He asked and slowly moved his hand down to my ass and massaged it.

I let out a little moan. My eyes widened when I realised what I just did and quickly covered my mouth.

"I take that as a yes." Yoongi chuckled.

So embarrassing!! Somebody kill me please!!

I hid my face in my palms. I couldn't look at him for any longer.

"Don't hide it, babyboy. I know how much you like it. Let me see that pretty face of yours." I heard him say. His deep voice sending shivers down my spine.

P-Pretty face? Does he really think that?

I felt my cheeks heating up, so I kept my face hidden. I won't show him what an effect he has on me.

Then he spoke again, but his voice was more demanding now. "That wasn't a question, babyboy. Show me your face!"

His strict voice took me by surprise and I lowered my hands a little to look up at him.

"Good boy." Yoongi said and ruffled my hair.

I blushed even harder because of his words. If that was even possible.

"Awww Jiminie. Don't look at me so shocked, I was just kidding. But your expression surely was priceless." He chuckled.

Of course he was only kidding. How could I believe that?

I let my head down, looking at my shoes and couldn't stop thinking 'I wish he meant it.'

Suddenly he grabbed my chin and turned my head towards him.

"Don't be sad. You look ugly like that." He said.

"Don't ever show me that ugly expression again."

His words were harsh but it also showed that he cared. Well kind of.

"Promise!" He whispered with a softer voice. "Promise me that you won't be sad around me again."

I looked him in the eyes and noticed how close he was. Our faces were only inches apart.

I saw how he looked at my lips and I licked them as a reflex.

"Promise." I whispered and as if he only waited for that he came even closer. His eyes still focused on my lips.

"I hope you finished your essays by now."
     
     
    

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