But You Love Me

They’re still behind me, I can feel it.
They’ve been following me ever since I left class. I haven’t looked back, but I know it’s them there. I clench my books tightly and walk with a quick pace to my locker. I gulp and open up my locker still hearing the whispering the “Bulletproof Boys” behind me. I place my books carefully in my locker before having the locker door slammed in front of my face suddenly. I jump slightly and see Namjoon looking straight at me deadly. I look behind him to see every other member… including Yoongi, who’s not even looking me straight as every other member is. He’s staring at the floor and I can’t catch his eyes.
“Saeyong-ah, i’m really hungry… what should I do?” Namjoon says still staring at me with his hand on my locker still. i feel my heart beat escalate and I find myself waiting for Yoongi to do something.
“How ‘bout you give me some money? I’ll pay you back… promise.” Namjoon says after a minute of silence. This makes the boys snicker and I know if I lend him money, i’ll never see it again.
“Yah, Namjoon, i’m pretty hungry too.” Jeongkook says from behind Namjoon.
“Yeah me too.” Jimin pipes in. Soon all of them, except Yoongi, has said that their hungry too. My tummy churns and twists as I realise what’s going on. I keep my eye-line down trying to look at Yoongi every now and then for help. My eyes start to water unexpectedly. I guess, I thought Yoongi was going to help me, even though he’s hurt me before.
“How much do you think that is?” Namjoon asks Jeongkook while still keeping his eyes on me.
“I say that’s… a hundred at least.” He says smiling as if none of this was as serious as Namjoon was making it. The boys all laughed as my first tear falls without my consent. I take a deep breath and get ready to lift my head. I’m not going to take shit from these guys. I deserve some respect. As I look up I open my mouth… but I choke.
“You think she carries a hundred dollars on her? Let’s ask someone else.” Yoongi says tiredly, and casually right in time as I gulp down the tears choking my voice.
The boys stop laughing slowly after he says this. They all turn slowly around to look at Yoongi. I take advantage of this opportunity to turn around and run. Run to, wherever they can’t get to me. The rooftop. “SAEYONG-AH!” I hear Yoongi’s all too familiar voice behind me. I run, not stopping. Who knows who he’s dragging behind him, could be Namjoon, or Jimin, or the whole lot of them.
I make my way to the staircases and begin to climb rapidly not taking any breaks hearing footsteps below me. “SAEYONG-AH!” I hear this all the way to the rooftop and as I burst out the door to the rooftop, I finally stop to let the wind start to affect me. I hear Yoongi burst through the door after me gasping just as bad as me. I turn around to see who he’s brought with him, only to be surprised that it’s only him.
We both stop to get our breath back and as I do so, I realise the state of my crying, and feel the wet tears on my cheeks. I try to hide it with my hair by dropping my head.
“Why won’t you turn around when I call you?! WHY… are, you crying?” Yoongi says with a worried voice. I wipe my tears in response and look up again, pasting a smile on my face.
“No… i’m fine.”
“No you’re not.” He responses quickly making my heart drop and my emotions now come full circle. He didn’t help me back there. And why did I expect something from him anyway?
“Why do you even care? Why are you even here?! YOU’RE A BULLETPROOF BOY! YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY I’M CRYING RIGHT NOW!!!” I shout at him carelessly letting my emotions out as the cold wind passing my face.
“BUT I’M NOT!” He shouts back giving me goosebumps slightly. I look him in the eyes and see a bit of the “Minnie” I knew as a child.
“I, can’t bring myself to be. Why… why is it you…” He confesses quietly to through the loud wind on the rooftop. His face is full of seriousness and, I believe him. He didn’t look like he was happy when I was getting bullied back there.
We both look at each other for a while and listen to the wind.
“So… how are we going to…” I say breaking the silence. I get cut off by Yoongi grabbing my wrist and pulling me back down the stairs but I don’t stop him. I decide to trust him this time. Wherever he takes me, I trust him this one time.
Once Yoongi lead us out the school safely, he lets my wrist go. He looks me in the eyes and asks me. “where do you wanna go?”
My eyes widen as I feel slightly excited about this question. I remember a place, I wanted to go sometime but today with him would be more special. I smile slightly and offer my left hand open to him. He pauses and looks at me cautiously. Slowly he reaches him hand into mine and I feel a warm sensation go through my body. I grip his hand tightly and start running towards our childhood park.

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When we get there we sit on the swings as we used to every afternoon as children. My heart feels fuller than before with Yoongi. I look to my right to see him in the neighbouring swing. He looks at me too, which makes me smile suddenly. We’ve seen each other through hard times and I do treasure our relationship, no matter how he acts to me. I start swinging a little bringing a breeze on my face as I swing forward.
“Do you remember this place?” I ask him happily.
“Of course why would I forget where we first kis- “ He says truthfully without a filter, but i’m there to cut him off before it gets awkward.
“SHHHHH! Don’t say it out loud! I meant all the times you used to wait for me because we went to different schools.” My face blushes slightly as I explain what I meant.
“Oh… yeah I remember…” He says almost sadly.
I turn to look at him to see him with his head hanging low. Now. Now is the time to apologise.
“Yoongi-ah… I was… wrong.” I say looking down at my knees. I get no response so I continue to talk. “I should have been there, and I wasn’t. You could never forgive me and I would be okay with that. What I did wasn’t what a true friend should have done.” I let all my emotions out to him. Silence begins again and I hear the birds up in the trees above. The silence goes on for a while… and I get suspicious. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that, now he’s uncomfortable. I turn my head towards him and see him just staring at me with his cute drooping eyes.
“Yoongi-ah-“ I cut off by Yoongi’s sudden lunge forward at me. He stops centimetres from my face, for a second before kissing me softly sending my heart sky rocketing.
I like this… but I don’t… do I?
Seeing his eyelids at close proximity I feel myself closing my eyes slowly too giving in to the soft press of his lips against mine, but I stop myself. I pull away and stand up abruptly. Speechless, I start running away. I run all the way home where my mum is cooking dinner.
“You’re home later than usual, you okay?” She says looking up from cutting vegetables.
All I can do is nod and breath deeply at her as I slowly walk upstairs to my room. I lie down on my bed and flashback involuntarily to the kiss. I hold my cheeks feeling them heated just at the thought of it. A smile slowly spreads across my face and I find myself giggling slightly. I shake my head to stop this weird behaviour.

That night, I couldn’t go sleep. The scene replayed in my head stopping me from falling asleep. Yoongi… this is your fault.

Notes

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