"Sorry," was the first word out of Yoongi's mouth when he sat down on the bus behind Jimin.

Because Jimin had spent the night on the couch and their mom had driven him to school, Yoongi hadn't seen him since last night, and his chest was burning with the trapped apology. "I was-"

"You were t-tired and I w-was overreacting," Jimin said simply, turning around in his seat and peering over the top at Yoongi. "I was j-just pissed b-because you guys always s-say it's okay to c-cry and have feelings b-but when I do, y-you get mad. But I didn't n-need to be that upset or t-take it out on you. I was j-just lonely because you g-guys went to the event w-without me. But that's my f-fault too because I'm the one that d-dyed my hair." Jimin blinked. "I'm s-sorry, hyung. I messed up."

Yoongi stared at Jimin, his mouth hanging open, and Yoongi just ruffled Jimin's hair.

"Attaboy," Hobi said, winking at Jimin before looking back at Yoongi. "So you two are good now? Because something big happened and I know you two are very curious about the events in the daily life of Kim Hoseok!"

Yoongi nodded at Jimin, ignoring Hobi's last sentence before asking, "What made you come to that conclusion?"

Jimin just stared at Yoongi, shrugging lightly. "I j-just thought about it. And I h-had lunch with Tae and J-Jungkook today and I was j-just thinking of when we were younger and how m-much simpler everything was b-back then and how we argued over p-pointless stuff that we didn't n-need to and how we wasted so much t-time being upset over s-stupid things. I don't want to w-waste any more time, Y-Yoongi."

Yoongi nodded before sighing and pressing his forehead against Jimin's. "Jimin-"

"Ahhhh," Jimin said, pulling back so their foreheads were separated. "T-Too close hyung!"

Yoongi tolled his eyes as Hobi laughed. "Whatever," he said, glaring at both of them before crossing his arms and looking out the window, but his smirk was reflected in the glass.

***

"...that I sort of like, and I was thinking about asking her to the dance," Yoongi finished, lying on his back staring at the ceiling and trying to pretend that he was unaffected.

They knew, though. Smart little brats.

"HYUNG IS IN LOVE!" Hobi shouted, and Jimin giggled from the top bunk.

Yoongi didn't know if it was because of the apology or what, but Jimin seemed to have chilled down a bit. It was as though he'd realized that he had a tendency to overreact, and now that he's acknowledged it, he'd chilled out.

"Is she in your c-class, hyung?" Jimin asked, grinning a toothy smile, and Yoongi felt his face growing hot.

"She's actually-" Yoongi paused to cough and clear his throat. "Um, she's actually a year younger than me..."

Hobi hooted while Jimin's eyes widened.

"W-Wow, hyung..."

"So wait, she's in my grade?!" Hobi yelled, excited. "Ohmygosh,whatifthegirlYoongilikesisinmyclass?"

"How did you m-meet her, hyung?" Jimin asked, ignoring Hobi because he was used to him being overexcited.

"We have gym together," Yoongi said, scratching his hair.

"What he means is that he liked the way her legs looked in gym shorts," Hobi said, a sly smirk creeping onto his lips. "Cause you know the girls' gym shorts always ride up when they have to jog and if they don't keep pulling them down they just go up and up and up and-"

"R-Really?" Jimin asked, eyes wide.

"Oh, I forgot you don't have gym," Hobi said. In fact, Jimin hadn't been enrolled in a gym class since after he first resumed schooling for reasons discussed between Namjoon and the school district. Jimin still had to get a doctor's physical every year to make sure he was growing properly and was at an appropriate weight and muscle mass, but he didn't have to take gym. "Well, you're missing out, Jiminie. The shorts ride all the way up to here-" Hobi said, holding his hand in a blade at his mid-thigh, and Yoongi glared at Hobi.

"Stop corrupting the poor kid," Yoongi said before pressing his lips together. "But her legs do look good in gym shorts."

"You know it's the only reason girls shave their legs, right?" Hobi said with a laugh, and Jimin just stared down from the top bunk, confused as hell.

"Girls s-shave their legs?"

Hobi laughed. "Haha Jimin, you can't trick me. I heard about what you pulled at lunch with the puberty think with Tae and Kookie, but you're not pulling one over on me."

Jimin blinked. "I d-don't get it."

Yoongi turned to look up at Jimin. "You really don't know, do you?"

Jimin shook his head slowly.

"I forget that you don't have any girl friends," Hobi said, groaning. "But didn't you hear about it in health?"

"All they t-told me was that I would g-get herpes if I had s-sex," Jimin said, his face flushing from saying the s-word. "And then they s-showed me pictures of infected g-genitalia."

Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Penis, Jimin. Just say penis, not genitalia. Nobody says that."

"Yeah well it's a l-lot easier to not picture it when I say g-genitalia."

"Shit, point taken," Yoongi muttered, his own health class slideshows making an unfortunate rerun in his mind. "Anyway. Subject change. Or return. Whatever. Yes, girls shave their legs."

"W-Why?"

"Because, I don't know. It makes them softer or something. And having hairless legs makes them, I don't know, more feminine or...I don't fricking know. They just do it."

"It's part of the girl code," Hobi confided. "They all have to do it because if they don't, the other girls will get rid of them. It's like communal suffering to keep the peace."

"But why d-don't boys shave their l-legs then?" Jimin asked, still thoroughly confused.

"Because..." Yoongi trailed off, having no preprogrammed answer for that one, and Hobi took the reigns.

"Because no girl is going to be checking out your legs in a gym uniform, Jimin," he explained. "That doesn't matter to them. They just need to see that your skin is perfect, your hair is perfect, your eyes are perfect, your arm muscles are perfect, your pectoral muscles are perfect, and...what am I missing?" Hobi asked before brightening. "Oh, right, and you have money. As long as you're absolutely perfect at everything, gorgeous, and have your pockets lined with money to spend on them, they don't care about how you look in gym shorts. Although I can't deny that I've felt a few probing eyes during gym but-"

"Girls don't care about all of that crap," Yoongi cut him off, rolling his eyes. "Only the superficial plastic bitches. Just be you, Jimin, and you'll fine."

"Are you j-just being you, Yoongi?" Jimin asked, pursing his lips. "B-Because I don't know if that's your b-best course of action."

Hobi snorted, and Yoongi glared back and forth between them.

"I'll have you know that some people like me without me being perfect and gorgeous and rich. I don't need any of that shit."

"That's what you say, hyung, But we've all seen the acne medication you're hiding in the bathroom to make yourself prettier," Hobi said, laughing, and Yoongi glared at him. "Surprisingly, it only showed up two weeks before the dance..."

"Is it wrong to want to look nice?" Yoongi grumbled. "How long does that stuff take to work anyway?" He groaned. "Look, hypothetically speaking, there's a smaller chance of her outright rejecting me if I don't have a giant pimple on my nose when I ask her, okay?"

Jimin smiled down at Yoongi. "I think it's n-nice that you're g-going to ask her. When are you going to d-do it?"

"I was thinking tomorrow," Yoongi said before groaning again. "This could be my last day alive. Don't forget me if I crumble into dust when she says no," he mumbled, and they laughed.

"Who could say no to Kim Yoongi?" Hobi asked with a grin. "Hell, I'd even go with you if you weren't my brother and if you were two inches taller and had blonde hair and were female and had an Australian accent."

"So I'm the last person you'd ever go with," Yoongi summed up, rolling his eyes. "Thanks for that vote of confidence, bro," Yoongi said sarcastically.

"No problem, bro," Hobi said back in English.

Jimin wondered if he was the only one who thought Hobi was going to say No potato. Maybe it just meant they had grown up.

That scared him a little bit.

***

"So, thanks for meeting me," Yoongi said, biting his lip before swallowing and trying to play it off cool. "I wanted to know if you'd go to the dance with me."

She looked at him with cool eyes. "Thanks for asking me, Yoongi. But I'm actually going with someone else."

"Oh. Okay. Right. Cool. That's great," Yoongi said, bullshit spewing from his mouth on autopilot. "Fantastic. Congratulations. I'm happy for you. Um, who asked you?" he asked abruptly, and she pursed her lips.

"I thought he would have told you. He told me he was going to tell his brothers on the bus yesterday but I guess he forgot."

"Brothers?" Yoongi asked blankly. "I'm sorry, who? You must be mistaken, you don't know either of my-"

"Kim Hoseok. He's your brother, right?" she asked, tilting her head. "He's Kim Hoseok and you're Kim Yoongi? And there's another one of you-"

"Jimin," Yoongi answered automatically, not even sure why he was answering the question. "Yeah, we're all brothers. What does that have to do with you?"

"Well, it has to do with me because your brother Hoseok asked me to the dance yesterday so I can't go with you," she answered, blinking at him. "Unless you two talked it over or something and wanted to swap out."

Yoongi just stared at her, processing her words before finally choking out, "My brother - Hobi - asked you to the dance first?"

She nodded, frowning. "Um sorry, is this a joke you guys play or something? Because I'm not a fan of-"

"No, no, it's not a joke," Yoongi said, dropping eye contact with her in favor of staring at the wall instead. "Just a mistake. Sorry to have wasted your time," he mumbled. "You can go."

"Just to clarify," she said slowly. "I'm going to the dance with Hoseok, right?"

"Yeah," Yoongi told Jeongyeon blankly, still not meeting her eyes. "You're going to the dance with Hobi."

She nodded and left with a frown, and Yoongi just stood still for a long moment until she was out of sight before punching the wall and sinking to the ground.

How could he be mad if he person who was going with his crush was his own brother?

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