Sneaky Peek

Yoongi looked back down at his game, only looking up at the door for a brief moment, and in that brief moment, he saw some kind of energetic flash of orange, and then he was suddenly met face-to-face with a sweaty guy in hideous light green button-down shirt tucked into a nice pair of khaki pants that were probably a little too tight for a Thursday morning. 

“Hi! Sorry I’m late! I was talking to my Music Theory professor and lost track of time! Are you Min Yoongi?” the sweaty tight pants guy said really fast, almost too fast for Yoongi to comprehend.

“Yeah? I’m Yoongi.  Are you Hoseok, the book guy?” he asked, putting his phone on sleep mode and putting it in his back pocket.

“Yep! I am Jung Hoseok,” the sweaty tight pants guy, Hoseok, beamed, way too bright and happy and beautiful and un-nerdy.  Yoongi thought that if only he could capture that smile, then he could bottle it and sell it like some kind of magic potion and no one would ever have to be sad again.  And then he dismissed that thought and internally smacked himself for thinking such a sappy thought.

“Nice to meet you Hoseok.  I really, really, really, need that chemistry book,” Yoongi definitely exaggerated on the “really’s”.

“Good thing you caught me now! You shouldn’t wait so long to get your books for class, you know? What if you hadn’t found anyone to buy it from? Then you would’ve been out of luck,” Hoseok scolded as he set his backpack down on the table and began to look for the book.  As Yoongi watched him, something about the way he moved and talked gave Yoongi the idea that he would be fun to tease.  For goodness sake, the guy had three ink pens sitting comfortably inside his shirt pocket.  Of course he’d be fun to tease.

“Hey, I think we have Music Theory together,” Yoongi said, just making small talk. 

“Oh! Yeah, we do. You barely made it in time for class today, right?” Hoseok chuckled as he pulled out the book and set it on the table beside Yoongi.

“Right,” Yoongi scoffed, not missing the way Hoseok’s arms flexed as he lifted his backpack full of books and unnecessary things off the table and back onto his back.  Jesus.  “How much do I owe you for the book?”

“Um,” Hoseok began, shifting his eyes up to the right as if he were making a mental calculation.  “Two hundred should cover it.  You’re paying cash up front, right?”

“Ooo,” Yoongi winced, a sheepish grin on his face as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.  “I don’t have any money with me. Sorry.” He stood up, watching confusion etch over Hoseok’s happy features.  He leaned in close before the other male could say anything, standing on his tiptoes to reach him while placing his hand on his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze before whispering in his ear, “But I do have some good to offer you.  Can I pay with that, instead?”

Hoseok made a sound similar to that of chicken that had accidentally sat on the wrong egg, his face a mixture of confusion, anger, embarrassment, and a small amount of intrigue. After a few seconds of staring at Yoongi in stunned silence, he finally managed to stammer out, “Excuse me?”

Yoongi backed away, howling with laughter entirely too loud for any library, but especially the one they were standing in.  Three different women in glasses all turned his way, holding their index fingers over their wrinkled, old mouths and hollered “Shhh!” at him.

wow here's a yoonseok college au disaster

title is from "follow you down" by shinedown. it's a beautiful song and definitely worth checking out!

cross-posted on ao3

please enjoy!