oneirataxia | vkook

하나 (hana)

Jeongguk's POV

i stared at that familiar back, drilling holes in it. the owner doesn't seem to mind or haven't noticed it yet. my friend, yoongi hyung, nudged me.

i turned my head to look at him and raised an eyebrow. his eyebrows furrowed as he smacked me on the back of my head.

"don't you fucking dare raise your eyebrow at me, kid, " he said as he lazily eat his lunch. i let out a sigh and massaged my head.

"hyung, i think i got a concussion, " i whined at him because it truly hurts. i won't be surprised if i forgot who the fuck i am. yoongi hyung just ignored me, proceeding on glaring at his lunch.

"why did you want my undivided attention, hyung? " i asked, wiggling my eyebrows at him. he just smacked me again and groaned.

"now my hand hurts. screw you, jeongguk. and what i was gonna say when you just oh so rudely interrupted me—"

"but i didn't—"

"bitch, i didn't asked for your unnecessary opinion. so, continuing what i wanted to say, just go the fuck and introduce yourself to that dude. i can literally see him melt with your longing gaze, " yoongi hyung said teasingly, smirk making its way on his face.

"what?!? i don't look at him with longing! i'm just looking at him curiously, " i pointlessly explained to him and maybe to myself as well, cheeks slowly getting red due to embarrassment.

"yeah sure. go off, hun, " yoongi hyung muttered in a mocking tone. i let out a huff as he continued to ever so slowly eat his food.

i went back on staring at a certain person's back, finding it boring to watch hyung eat. a surprised gasp escaped from my mouth when the person turned around, we made an eye contact.

his warm, honey brown eyes met mine. he sent me his signature boxy smile, which i find so fucking adorable that i could die, before turning back and continues to chat with his friends.

i can feel my heartbeat increasing rapidly, i think my heart would explode. i put a hand on top of my chest, calming down my overly excited heart.

i put my hand down and turned to yoongi hyung again. i grabbed his shoulders gently, afraid that i'll anger him.

"i think i'm in love, hyung, " i said, a little breathless. yoongi hyung gave me an unimpressed and disgusted expression, swatting my hands away.

"ew,"

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yoongi:
(appearance at the very top)

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i just love his mint hair too much hKdgakzgsj