SUGA 93 1/?
Jimin decides that he's the unnoticed potato in his faculty, so putting his favourite senior's name and number on the back on his batch's jersey won't hurt.
103-79
The whistle is blown, and the petite captain of the basketball team makes his final shoot.
“AND HE SCORES!!SUGA HAS DONE IT AGAIN!!” the sports commentator screams to the mic. The supporters scream along and ear-numbing chants echo, filling the hall with cheers of victory.
Jimin is not excluded from the crowd. He proudly sings along to the chants and claps his hands in glee. His eyes fall on the petite captain, who’s now being thrown in the air. His platinum hair bounces despite of the beading sweats running down from his head to his neck. His gummy smile and eye smiles are flashed to the crowd as he bows and thanks everyone for coming and supporting the team.
Jimin smiles at the sight. The captain now has his back facing Jimin, bowing to the supporters at the other side of the hall.
SUGA 93
Jimin can’t help but to feel his heart racing madly for the nth time for the day.
*
Min Yoongi is known as a star player for the university’s basketball team. Despite of his lacking in height and big build, he manages to gain people’s trust to lead the team. He’s fast and agile. His average score for every games is 73. He mostly does 3-pointer shoots.
Morever, he’s famous for appearing in Show Me The Money, a show where rappers are gathered to seek for the best rapper in Korea, which leads to the birth of SUGA. SUGA is derived from his position in the team, which is shooting guard. (Yes, Jimin has watched every single interviews Yoongi has done and he’s whipped fore real)
These facts about Min Yoongi makes Jimin head spins and stressed because is it possible for a human to be perfect like this?
Min Yoongi is awfully perfect and Jimin’s heart is too fragile to unlove those perfections.
“Tell me how to unlove Min Yoongi, Jeon Jungkook!” Jimin whines as he buries his head onto the coffee table.
Jeon Jungkook, his ass-smart friend all the way from Busan, was home-schooled and skipped some grades. He’s 2 years younger and yet he enrolls to the university with Jimin. Jimin wants to cry over how unfair his life has been.
“I can hook you up with him, man .. Just say the word!” Jungkook says as he rolls his eyes in annoyance. Jimin has been like this since the day he watched the match. Jungkook was playing too and he believes that inviting Jimin to that game was the worst decision he had ever made in his entire 20 years of life.
“I’m a nobody who’s developed a thirst over him .. He’ll hate me!!” Jimin groans, eyes keeps looking at the numerous pictures of The Great Min Yoongi he took at the game.
Somehow, Jimin has a point. Yoongi is not fond of someone invading his personal space. He remembers a player almost got a punch on his face for sitting too close and keep talking like a broken machine gun. He hates cheery and talkative people, which describe Park Jimin perfectly. Jungkook lets out a soft sigh in relief. He almost made the second worst decision ever in his 20 years of life.
“He’s just so perfect, you know?He’s painfully perfect ..” Jimin says again and begins listing Yoongi’s perfections as his eyes keeps admiring the badly taken pictures in his phone. (“Hey!I am small and it’s not my fault to keep being pushed by those rowdy bitches and blocked by those giants males!)
Jungkook decides that he’ll bitch slap Jimin if he doesn’t stop spazzing over Min Yoongi in 2 minutes.
*
Jimin takes out a jersey from his bag pack.
“TADAAAHH~~!” he sings as he shows the red and black jersey proudly. He giggles as he flips the jersey to its back, grinning as he gives Jungkook a suggestive smirk.
“You put SUGA 93 at the back?” Jungkook says with his right eyebrow raises in ridiculousness.
“Why not?” Jimin asks back, obviously can’t understand Jungkook’s question. Jungkook facepalms himself and shakes his head in disbelief.
“Yo!Yoongi might be ignorant but he ain’t stupid nor blind, you stupid!” he screams. Jimin can be clueless, so saying it straight to his face may be the best solution. And Jungkook can’t care less whether his delicate hyung will butthurt or not.
“First, that’s rude and second, what’s wrong with putting your idol’s name at the back?Those kpop fans do this too!” Jimin tries to defend himself. He was so excited to show Jungkook his masterpiece that he didn’t even go to buy his favourite KookieMonster cookies and green tea latte. This kind of reaction is not what he’s been expecting, especially from his favourite dongsaeng.
“What if he saw you?” Jungkook deadpans. Jimin would at least think, right?Yoongi is also attending the same university, so bumping into him is not really impossible. Jimin has decided to keep being a lowkey thirst of Min Yoongi, so what’s up with the sudden ‘i-am-Min-Yoongi’s-super-fan’ announcement to the whole university?Jungkook really can’t understand Jimin, so he’ll just conclude that Jimin is clueless and stupid too.
“I’m the little unpopular potato Park Jimin, in case you forgot ..” Jimin replies simply, and Jungkook is so done with his stupid hyung.
“Still .. It’s stupid ..” he mumbles softly, not meaning for the other person to hear it. But Jimin does, anyway.
“Just shut the fuck up please and finish that damn KookieMonster!” Jimin barks and goes to the counter to buy his own KookieMonster cookies and a cup of green tea latte.
Jungkook puffs his cheeks in annoyance. He’s so not gonna tell him that Yoongi is minoring in music and taking some classes at their faculty!
*
Jimin thinks he’s unpopular, but Namjoon begs to differ.
“Hyung!Why didn’t you tell me?” Namjoon asks as soon as he sits at an empty seat besides Yoongi
“You’re dating that cutie pie from the music faculty ..” Namjoon says again. Yoongi goes blank. The last time he checked, he’s single and unavailable. The sudden dating news really struck him like a lightning.
“Who?” he asks. He swears he heard a name but he can’t recall how the ‘whatever-the-name-is’ looks like.
“Park Jimin!!” Namjoon shouts in frustration. Yoongi just frowns. He doesn’t recall talking to any Park Jimin in the nearest time, let alone dating him.
Yoongi’s silence leads him to one conclusion that makes him squeaks like a girl. How more hopeless can Min Yoongi be?There’s so many people around him, and yet he can’t be bothered to at least remember their names.
“You don’t know him?” Namjoon asks, just to be sure.
“I’m socially impaired, remember?” Yoongi deadpans. Well, that explains a lot.
“Jiminnie is Taehyung’s classmates. You know my lil’ bro, Kim Taehyung?” Namjoon says seriously. Yoongi squints at him, saying ‘what-in-the-actual-fuck-seriously’ with his barely visible eyes.
“I know your brother since he’s born, idiot!” Yoongi barks in annoyance. Namjoon decides that it’s best to not fight back and just proceed to the next topic. (Or Yoongi might literally fuck him up)
“Anyway, Taehyung told me that Jimin has his batch’s jersey with your name and number at the back. So, he asked me to ask you whether you’re dating him or not ..” Namjoon explains in one breath. That’s one advantage of a non-smoking rapper; your lung capacity is dope as fuck!
“Dude, I don’t even know there’s a Park Jimin in this university until approximately three minutes ago ..” Yoongi replies in groans after much consideration. Even after much thinking, he couldn’t recall any face or voice that goes with the name of Park Jimin.
“I’m just asking, geez” Namjoon says as he rolls his eyes. Yoongi frowns in disgust at him, until he remembers one thing.
“Did you say he’s cute?”
*
Jimin finally gets to wear his batch’s jersey for the first time. Jungkook has been begging him to never wear his jersey when it’s not necessary. Jungkook gave him his fucking pathetic starry puppy eyes, and Jimin just couldn’t say no.
Today’s the faculty’s sports day and everyone was asked to wear their own batch’s jersey for the day. Jimin proudly flaunts his precious jersey, uncaring of the whispers around when people see his back.
“Hyung!I told you to wear something else!” Jungkook hisses as he grabs Jimin’s collar. Jungkook is about to lose his mind and Jimin is so dead today.
“Why should I wear something else when I DO have my own batch’s jersey?!” Jimin barks back, feeling unfairly treated by the younger. Like please, he’s dealt with this ‘don’t-ever-wear-that-damn-jersey-to-class’ as Jungkook wants, so please give him a break!
“Because Min fucking Yoongi is joining us today, you fucking moron!” Jungkook screams.
As expected, Jimin goes pale almost immediately.
“Shit”. That’s all he can say after a good one minute of silence.
“Jungkook-ah!” he hears someone screams for his favourite dongsaeng’s name, and Jimin goes even paler. He knows exactly the owner of the deep voice with a slight essence of Daegu accent. Wasting no time, he sprints away from his place.
Despite of his frantic running, he isn’t able to block his back from being seen by Yoongi.
Yoongi’s eyes goes wide when he sees his name at the back of the boy who seems a bit shorter than him, hair as black as a raven’s feathers, body is well-toned.
Following his heart instead of his head, he runs after the boy. He knows the boy is Park Jimin. (Because Namjoon said there’s no other idiot will pull that kind of stunt other than Park Jimin)
Jungkook just stands there, unmoved. He sends his hyungs away with his eyes. Well, this is Park Jimin’s shit so let him deal with it. He decides that Yoongi probably won’t kill his hyung for now and goes to find Taehyung, who can be easily spotted with his ridiculous purple hair. (He finds Taehyung in less than a minute)
“STOP, PARK JIMIN!” Yoongi screams, hoping that the running boy will stop because he’s old and about to pass out if he has to keep running for the next one minute.
But the boy doesn’t stop. He turns to a corner beside the court, perhaps making his way to the slightly quiet side of the gym hall. Yoongi groans in frustration and step up his pace, until he’s able to catch up with the boy. His hand quickly grabs Jimin’s wrist, halting him from running away.
He turns the orange-haired boy around to face him. He’s panting for air, face’s getting redder as Yoongi gets him under his radar, tongue’s slightly out to lick his dry lips and oh God this boy is really what Namjoon has described him; cute and cute and cute.
“Why did you run?” Yoongi says after his breathing is stabilized. His hand is still holding Jimin’s wrist tightly, afraid that he’ll run again if he lets go. Jimin just lower his head, avoiding Yoongi’s eyes.
He suddenly bowing over and over again, spitting apology like a broken machine gun.
“I’m sorry, Yoongi-ssi .. I’m really sorry .. I’m just .. Sorr-“
“If you say one more word, I’ll kiss you!” Yoongi says, and it really makes Jimin to shut his mouth completely. He put his free hand over his mouth, protecting it from any kind of attack Yoongi will probably put on.
Yoongi chuckles at how Jimin reacts and frowns at him in confusion. God, can this kid be even cuter than this?
“I’m just kidding, kiddo ..” he says and a soft chuckle escapes from his mouth again. Jimin lowers his hand, but eyes still squinting in suspicion to the older.
“You’re really exactly what people say about you ..” Yoongi says in amusement, eyes still on the cute boy in front of him.
“People?” Jimin questions.
“You have no idea how many people came to me and talked about you ..” Yoongi replies with a hint of delight in his voice.
“R-really?W-w-why??” Jimin stutters, completely flabbergasted with the news. He’s so sure that only 0.1% of the population in his faculty knows him. He’s a potato, for God’s sake!
Yoongi’s literally going nuts. Park Jimin is way much cuter than he’d imagined. The sound of his flustered voice and the way his face goes pink are so hard to ignore.
Jimin frowns as he thinks the silence is too long and Yoongi really takes his time to stare at his face with a goofy smile plastered on his pale face. It’s really embarrassing and Jimin wished there’s a black hole he could jump in and never got out.
Yoongi clears his throat in embarrassment and rubs his neck, hoping that his slight blush won’t be too obvious to the other’s eyes.
“I’m Min Yoongi, but of course you already know” he tries to sound cocky. He really hopes it helps in veiling the growing awkwardness.
“Hello, sunbae-nim. I’m Park Jimin ..” the smaller boy replies. He looks less bashful as he smiles. His eyes disappear into two thin crescent line, a slight dimple at the left side of his plump cheek, right above his pink, attractive lips, forms as he smiles with one of his small hands stretches up front, asking for a handshake.
Yoongi takes his hand, and Jimin’s smile goes wider as he flashes his perfect sets of teeth in glee.
Yoongi feels breathless.
“Hello, my biggest fan ..” Yoongi replies.
Jimin’s hand feels warm, and so does his heart.
103-79
The whistle is blown, and the petite captain of the basketball team makes his final shoot.
“AND HE SCORES!!SUGA HAS DONE IT AGAIN!!” the sports commentator screams to the mic. The supporters scream along and ear-numbing chants echo, filling the hall with cheers of victory.
Jimin is not excluded from the crowd. He proudly sings along to the chants and claps his hands in glee. His eyes fall on the petite captain, who’s now being thrown in the air. His platinum hair bounces despite of the beading sweats running down from his head to his neck. His gummy smile and eye smiles are flashed to the crowd as he bows and thanks everyone for coming and supporting the team.
Jimin smiles at the sight. The captain now has his back facing Jimin, bowing to the supporters at the other side of the hall.
SUGA 93
Jimin can’t help but to feel his heart racing madly for the nth time for the day.
*
Min Yoongi is known as a star player for the university’s basketball team. Despite of his lacking in height and big build, he manages to gain people’s trust to lead the team. He’s fast and agile. His average score for every games is 73. He mostly does 3-pointer shoots.
Morever, he’s famous for appearing in Show Me The Money, a show where rappers are gathered to seek for the best rapper in Korea, which leads to the birth of SUGA. SUGA is derived from his position in the team, which is shooting guard. (Yes, Jimin has watched every single interviews Yoongi has done and he’s whipped fore real)
These facts about Min Yoongi makes Jimin head spins and stressed because is it possible for a human to be perfect like this?
Min Yoongi is awfully perfect and Jimin’s heart is too fragile to unlove those perfections.
“Tell me how to unlove Min Yoongi, Jeon Jungkook!” Jimin whines as he buries his head onto the coffee table.
Jeon Jungkook, his ass-smart friend all the way from Busan, was home-schooled and skipped some grades. He’s 2 years younger and yet he enrolls to the university with Jimin. Jimin wants to cry over how unfair his life has been.
“I can hook you up with him, man .. Just say the word!” Jungkook says as he rolls his eyes in annoyance. Jimin has been like this since the day he watched the match. Jungkook was playing too and he believes that inviting Jimin to that game was the worst decision he had ever made in his entire 20 years of life.
“I’m a nobody who’s developed a thirst over him .. He’ll hate me!!” Jimin groans, eyes keeps looking at the numerous pictures of The Great Min Yoongi he took at the game.
Somehow, Jimin has a point. Yoongi is not fond of someone invading his personal space. He remembers a player almost got a punch on his face for sitting too close and keep talking like a broken machine gun. He hates cheery and talkative people, which describe Park Jimin perfectly. Jungkook lets out a soft sigh in relief. He almost made the second worst decision ever in his 20 years of life.
“He’s just so perfect, you know?He’s painfully perfect ..” Jimin says again and begins listing Yoongi’s perfections as his eyes keeps admiring the badly taken pictures in his phone. (“Hey!I am small and it’s not my fault to keep being pushed by those rowdy bitches and blocked by those giants males!)
Jungkook decides that he’ll bitch slap Jimin if he doesn’t stop spazzing over Min Yoongi in 2 minutes.
*
Jimin takes out a jersey from his bag pack.
“TADAAAHH~~!” he sings as he shows the red and black jersey proudly. He giggles as he flips the jersey to its back, grinning as he gives Jungkook a suggestive smirk.
“You put SUGA 93 at the back?” Jungkook says with his right eyebrow raises in ridiculousness.
“Why not?” Jimin asks back, obviously can’t understand Jungkook’s question. Jungkook facepalms himself and shakes his head in disbelief.
“Yo!Yoongi might be ignorant but he ain’t stupid nor blind, you stupid!” he screams. Jimin can be clueless, so saying it straight to his face may be the best solution. And Jungkook can’t care less whether his delicate hyung will butthurt or not.
“First, that’s rude and second, what’s wrong with putting your idol’s name at the back?Those kpop fans do this too!” Jimin tries to defend himself. He was so excited to show Jungkook his masterpiece that he didn’t even go to buy his favourite KookieMonster cookies and green tea latte. This kind of reaction is not what he’s been expecting, especially from his favourite dongsaeng.
“What if he saw you?” Jungkook deadpans. Jimin would at least think, right?Yoongi is also attending the same university, so bumping into him is not really impossible. Jimin has decided to keep being a lowkey thirst of Min Yoongi, so what’s up with the sudden ‘i-am-Min-Yoongi’s-super-fan’ announcement to the whole university?Jungkook really can’t understand Jimin, so he’ll just conclude that Jimin is clueless and stupid too.
“I’m the little unpopular potato Park Jimin, in case you forgot ..” Jimin replies simply, and Jungkook is so done with his stupid hyung.
“Still .. It’s stupid ..” he mumbles softly, not meaning for the other person to hear it. But Jimin does, anyway.
“Just shut the fuck up please and finish that damn KookieMonster!” Jimin barks and goes to the counter to buy his own KookieMonster cookies and a cup of green tea latte.
Jungkook puffs his cheeks in annoyance. He’s so not gonna tell him that Yoongi is minoring in music and taking some classes at their faculty!
*
Jimin thinks he’s unpopular, but Namjoon begs to differ.
“Hyung!Why didn’t you tell me?” Namjoon asks as soon as he sits at an empty seat besides Yoongi
“You’re dating that cutie pie from the music faculty ..” Namjoon says again. Yoongi goes blank. The last time he checked, he’s single and unavailable. The sudden dating news really struck him like a lightning.
“Who?” he asks. He swears he heard a name but he can’t recall how the ‘whatever-the-name-is’ looks like.
“Park Jimin!!” Namjoon shouts in frustration. Yoongi just frowns. He doesn’t recall talking to any Park Jimin in the nearest time, let alone dating him.
Yoongi’s silence leads him to one conclusion that makes him squeaks like a girl. How more hopeless can Min Yoongi be?There’s so many people around him, and yet he can’t be bothered to at least remember their names.
“You don’t know him?” Namjoon asks, just to be sure.
“I’m socially impaired, remember?” Yoongi deadpans. Well, that explains a lot.
“Jiminnie is Taehyung’s classmates. You know my lil’ bro, Kim Taehyung?” Namjoon says seriously. Yoongi squints at him, saying ‘what-in-the-actual-fuck-seriously’ with his barely visible eyes.
“I know your brother since he’s born, idiot!” Yoongi barks in annoyance. Namjoon decides that it’s best to not fight back and just proceed to the next topic. (Or Yoongi might literally fuck him up)
“Anyway, Taehyung told me that Jimin has his batch’s jersey with your name and number at the back. So, he asked me to ask you whether you’re dating him or not ..” Namjoon explains in one breath. That’s one advantage of a non-smoking rapper; your lung capacity is dope as fuck!
“Dude, I don’t even know there’s a Park Jimin in this university until approximately three minutes ago ..” Yoongi replies in groans after much consideration. Even after much thinking, he couldn’t recall any face or voice that goes with the name of Park Jimin.
“I’m just asking, geez” Namjoon says as he rolls his eyes. Yoongi frowns in disgust at him, until he remembers one thing.
“Did you say he’s cute?”
*
Jimin finally gets to wear his batch’s jersey for the first time. Jungkook has been begging him to never wear his jersey when it’s not necessary. Jungkook gave him his fucking pathetic starry puppy eyes, and Jimin just couldn’t say no.
Today’s the faculty’s sports day and everyone was asked to wear their own batch’s jersey for the day. Jimin proudly flaunts his precious jersey, uncaring of the whispers around when people see his back.
“Hyung!I told you to wear something else!” Jungkook hisses as he grabs Jimin’s collar. Jungkook is about to lose his mind and Jimin is so dead today.
“Why should I wear something else when I DO have my own batch’s jersey?!” Jimin barks back, feeling unfairly treated by the younger. Like please, he’s dealt with this ‘don’t-ever-wear-that-damn-jersey-to-class’ as Jungkook wants, so please give him a break!
“Because Min fucking Yoongi is joining us today, you fucking moron!” Jungkook screams.
As expected, Jimin goes pale almost immediately.
“Shit”. That’s all he can say after a good one minute of silence.
“Jungkook-ah!” he hears someone screams for his favourite dongsaeng’s name, and Jimin goes even paler. He knows exactly the owner of the deep voice with a slight essence of Daegu accent. Wasting no time, he sprints away from his place.
Despite of his frantic running, he isn’t able to block his back from being seen by Yoongi.
Yoongi’s eyes goes wide when he sees his name at the back of the boy who seems a bit shorter than him, hair as black as a raven’s feathers, body is well-toned.
Following his heart instead of his head, he runs after the boy. He knows the boy is Park Jimin. (Because Namjoon said there’s no other idiot will pull that kind of stunt other than Park Jimin)
Jungkook just stands there, unmoved. He sends his hyungs away with his eyes. Well, this is Park Jimin’s shit so let him deal with it. He decides that Yoongi probably won’t kill his hyung for now and goes to find Taehyung, who can be easily spotted with his ridiculous purple hair. (He finds Taehyung in less than a minute)
“STOP, PARK JIMIN!” Yoongi screams, hoping that the running boy will stop because he’s old and about to pass out if he has to keep running for the next one minute.
But the boy doesn’t stop. He turns to a corner beside the court, perhaps making his way to the slightly quiet side of the gym hall. Yoongi groans in frustration and step up his pace, until he’s able to catch up with the boy. His hand quickly grabs Jimin’s wrist, halting him from running away.
He turns the orange-haired boy around to face him. He’s panting for air, face’s getting redder as Yoongi gets him under his radar, tongue’s slightly out to lick his dry lips and oh God this boy is really what Namjoon has described him; cute and cute and cute.
“Why did you run?” Yoongi says after his breathing is stabilized. His hand is still holding Jimin’s wrist tightly, afraid that he’ll run again if he lets go. Jimin just lower his head, avoiding Yoongi’s eyes.
He suddenly bowing over and over again, spitting apology like a broken machine gun.
“I’m sorry, Yoongi-ssi .. I’m really sorry .. I’m just .. Sorr-“
“If you say one more word, I’ll kiss you!” Yoongi says, and it really makes Jimin to shut his mouth completely. He put his free hand over his mouth, protecting it from any kind of attack Yoongi will probably put on.
Yoongi chuckles at how Jimin reacts and frowns at him in confusion. God, can this kid be even cuter than this?
“I’m just kidding, kiddo ..” he says and a soft chuckle escapes from his mouth again. Jimin lowers his hand, but eyes still squinting in suspicion to the older.
“You’re really exactly what people say about you ..” Yoongi says in amusement, eyes still on the cute boy in front of him.
“People?” Jimin questions.
“You have no idea how many people came to me and talked about you ..” Yoongi replies with a hint of delight in his voice.
“R-really?W-w-why??” Jimin stutters, completely flabbergasted with the news. He’s so sure that only 0.1% of the population in his faculty knows him. He’s a potato, for God’s sake!
Yoongi’s literally going nuts. Park Jimin is way much cuter than he’d imagined. The sound of his flustered voice and the way his face goes pink are so hard to ignore.
Jimin frowns as he thinks the silence is too long and Yoongi really takes his time to stare at his face with a goofy smile plastered on his pale face. It’s really embarrassing and Jimin wished there’s a black hole he could jump in and never got out.
Yoongi clears his throat in embarrassment and rubs his neck, hoping that his slight blush won’t be too obvious to the other’s eyes.
“I’m Min Yoongi, but of course you already know” he tries to sound cocky. He really hopes it helps in veiling the growing awkwardness.
“Hello, sunbae-nim. I’m Park Jimin ..” the smaller boy replies. He looks less bashful as he smiles. His eyes disappear into two thin crescent line, a slight dimple at the left side of his plump cheek, right above his pink, attractive lips, forms as he smiles with one of his small hands stretches up front, asking for a handshake.
Yoongi takes his hand, and Jimin’s smile goes wider as he flashes his perfect sets of teeth in glee.
Yoongi feels breathless.
“Hello, my biggest fan ..” Yoongi replies.
Jimin’s hand feels warm, and so does his heart.