(17) camp day 2: enemy

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I graduated high school this past Friday! I'm officially going to be an art student going to school in Detroit at an amazing college 🎉🎉🎉

EDIT: I'm now a junior in art college and i study film! i do acting, cinematography, writings scripts and directing! basically all of it and filming actually stuff!
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"I'm fine, really."

"You're bleeding." Yoongi sighs

"Just follow me."

He continues to pull me by my wrist gently into a nurses room for camp injuries. I look around at the photos on the wall as Yoongi impatiently tells me to sit for the second time.

He pulls out a cotton swab and alcohol cleanser for the tiny scratch on my cheek and brings toilet paper for my still bleeding nose.

I blink at him, watching him carefully dab the swab on my cut. I flinch the first time because of how much it burns and he immediately pulls away.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm trying to be as gentle as possible."

I give him a reassuring smile.

"Just burns a bit, I'm fine though."

He nods and sits next to me, turning me towards him. He leans in a bit closer and cups my other cheek that's unscratched to steady himself.

He smiles.

"I'll be gentle, trust me."

I stare up at him, butterflies in my stomach and I smile, nodding.

He leans in even more, his warm minty breath on me as he dabs the swab a few more times before carefully placing a baby pink bandaid over it.

"Pink?"

"It's my favorite color."

I tilt my head and look at the box of colorful bandaids. Who would've known the school bullies favorite color is pink, but I don't judge... it's cute.

I smile to myself.

"Pretty color on a pretty girl." He ruffles my hair earning a scrunched nose, annoyed look from me.

He laughs.

I laugh too, genuinely happy in this moment. Happy because he is.

My heart beats faster as he slowly but carefully fixes my hair for me since he messed it up. I study him, taking in every detail of his delicate features. We stay there, smiling at one another and enjoying this moment of affection.

I close my eyes and sigh.

I really do like you, Min Yoongi.

Too bad I don't know he likes me just as much, if not more.

I know he has some sort of feelings, but how deep do they run?

His hand caresses down my hair slowly, making its way under my chin to tilt my head up to look him in the eyes. He scoots in even more, our knees touching as he cups my cheek once more.

I feel my heart beating out of my chest as his lips part, catching my eye. When I look up I realize he's leaning in. The tips of our noses touch briefly-

*BANG*

The door flies open, hitting the wall behind it and making Yoongi and I jump in shock.

"Oops sorry! I didn't know you two were in here still! Haha silly me." The girl with blonde hair and too much makeup says.

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