“I think you like me.”

“Jimin, I don’t do high school kids, pun intended,” Yoongi scoffed, he ignored that buzzing in the back of his mind.

“Really,” he was two steps behind, in his navy blue blazer and dumb white button up shirt.

“Really, I have standards. You have to be at least this tall to get on this ride.”

Two years later, Yoongi breaks his self imposed rules. Because, really, he was just a centimeter short. And he was graduating high school in two months. And those muscles Yoongi brushes with his fingertips are too defined to belong to a high school student anyway. And then he stops thinking. And mindlessly enjoys the feel of Jimin’s lips kissing down his jaw and marking his neck.

Yeah. Yoongi can break his own rules. But only with Jimin.

AN: so I wanted to finish my vhope/taeseok story before school started again, but it's now the second day of classes and still not done T_T

      Here's some quick silly Yoonmin to make up for it.