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TWELVE| Better

School was... better to say the least. The early days of the school year were pretty typical for you except for one thing; Jungkook. Which really meant that he changed your typical into a new sort of light. You still got harassed, but ONLY when Jungkook wasn't around. The two of you together must have threatened those who wanted to make some sort of physical or verbal abuse towards you and kept them at bay. The moment you and Jungkook noticed this, the two of you began to stick together as much as possible.

You thought you had known your friend pretty well, but you learned something new about him the moment he was put into a school environment. He couldn't sit still. Whereas in the summer he could move around freely and do whatever he wanted, school was a place that forced him to be still. And he hated it.

Jungkook pretty much disliked school in general except for a few classes, (Art and P.E), and whenever you had a class with him you could clearly see this written on his face. You had always been good at the studying aspect of school, but with your very distracted and distracting friend with you, you found it a little harder to pay attention in class.

He would slouch low in his desk and place his feet under yours in the area that held your books. When you reached down under your desk to wave his feet off, he would respectfully comply before instead leaning forward and falling asleep on his desk; his gentle breaths close to your neck and proving to be even more distracting than when his feet had been supporting themselves on your desk. 

You had voiced your concerns about his lack of attention in class and he could only sheepishly agree that you were right before telling you he would try his best the next day. Unfortunately, with the strain it took to translate the teacher's words and his hyperactive body that wanted to do anything but sit, so far he hadn't been able to successfully pay attention in class.

"Jungkook we have a test coming up! You have to pay a little bit of attention today or you might fail." You chided one morning as you were walking to school.

He shrugged. Failing wasn't the complete end of the world for him but you clearly looked stressed on his behalf so he agreed to let you help him if his focus began slipping. He immediately walked into history class with earbuds in and you frowned before yanking them out of his ears.

"(Y/N)..." He complained, pouting when you tugged on the cord but he shut up when he saw you giving him a look. "Sorry." 

You sighed before laughing slightly and shaking your head, turning your attention towards the front when class started. The teacher began talking and Jungkook wanted to die inside, but following your and the rest of the classes lead, he pulled out his note book and flipped to an empty page. So far the only 'notes' he had drawn were small doodles and sketches.

The teachers voice immediately began fading away as his eyelids began closing, but he snapped his head upwards when you lightly touched his arm. You cocked an eyebrow at him for already failing to focus on class and he coughed in slight embarrassment before you brought your hand away. He sighed and sat up a little straighter; the warmth of your hand grazing his skin fading after a moment. 

Jungkook noticed a new sort of presence and looked back to see a girl that usually didn't sit in the desk behind him clearly staring at him. He blushed when she smiled and turned back around quickly. He put his focus back on you and the lesson that were in front of him and did his best not to put any attention into behind him. When the girl brought her feet forward to rub against his heels, he quickly brought his feet up to rest on your desk instead. 

You groaned and turned around once more to see him blushing and motioning his head backwards in attempts to let you know what was happening. Your eyes trailed behind him to the girl who was clearly glaring at you and you configured what may have been happening. If most girls didn't like you before, they hated you even more now that they knew you were good friends with the handsome new guy. You were now very used to receiving such looks.