it was gym class. jungkooks favorite, yet least favorite class.
he loved the class because seeing yoongi sweaty sent him.
he hated the class because he hated exercise.
because everyone basically knew now, and it was extremely hot outside, jungkook didnt even bother to put his yellow jacket on with his PE uniform. this revealed his perfect waist, and his extremely sexy arm muscles that nobody knew about.
when taehyung saw jungkook walk out of the locker room,
Taehyung: Fuck.
Yoongi: Huh?
Taehyung: Jungkook. He isn't wearing his jacket. Probably because everyone knows now. But look at his fucking arms.
Yoongi: Why did I never notice how sexy he is?
Taehyung: Hmm, maybe because you were to busy bullying him!!
Yoongi: I want his number.
Taehyung: Why?
Yoongi: So i can talk to him, and get to know him more. And make up for not being the friend he deserves.
Taehyung: Where the fuck did this soft side come from?
Yoongi: You, shithead.
Taehyung: "It's sha-theed."
Yoongi: Stop quoting vines. They're dead.
Taehyung: Like Jungkook almost was.
Yoongi: Taehyung! Can you do me a favor? Get his number for me.
Taehyung: If you want it so bad, get it yourself!
Yoongi: Fine!
was yoongi nervous?
he walked over to jungkook who was sitting on a bench and sat next to him.
jungkook kinda pulled away, he was lowkey scared of yoongi still.
Yoongi: H-hey.
jungkook ignored him.
Yoongi: J-jungkook?
Jungkook: Oh, you're talking to me?
Yoongi: Y-yea.
Jungkook: My bad.
Yoongi: I-I was wondering if um- I could have your um- number?
Jungkook: Why?
Yoongi: So I can talk to you.
Jungkook: Why do you wanna talk to me?
Yoongi: Because I wanna be friends o-or more t-than friends. B-but if you don't want to-
Jungkook: Here.
he handed yoongi a piece of paper with his number on it.
Yoongi: You're the best! he hugged jungkook.
Jungkook: Y-Yeah.
Yoongi: You wanna come by me and Taehyung?
