Finally lunch time! Your stomach had been growling impatiently all through your last class, you were convinced it would never end! As you were walking out of the classroom, you told Jungkook to go ahead of you as you needed to find the restrooms...

Taking one last look in the mirror before leaving the bathrooms, you adjusted the large sweater Jungkook had lent you and made your way back out the door.

Turning into the next corridor to make your way to the school's cafeteria, you crashed into a solid object that knocked you flat off your feet. You lifted your eyes to see the thing you had walked into, and they were met with the eyes of another boy. It was Yoongi. The look on his face was telling you that he was just as startled as you were...

Reaching his hand out for you, he slowly and gently pulled you back onto your feet. 

It felt like time had frozen for a moment looking into his eyes... that is until you could feel your hands burning. 

When you let out a short cry of pain, he looked down in shock at the sight of your hands still in his and the steam that was coming out from them. 

As he let go of your hands in a panic, you looked down at your red, burnt hands.

How? Did Yoongi do this?

Your hands were shaking and throbbing in pain, so you pulled them in closely to your chest. In this moment, shock had overcome your whole body and without thinking you ran away in fear, leaving Yoongi behind.

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*Yoongi's POV*

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Today is going too slow. If Jin hadn't disturbed me this morning, at least I would have been able to sleep longer... He grumbled to himself.

How is it only lunch time?

Yoongi Shuffled towards the classroom door, pulling his hood up over his head. He grabbed the door handle, swinging the door open in anger and walked out. As he walked down the corridor in the opposite direction to the crowd of people going to the cafeteria, he was struck by someone coming around the corner.

Who the fuck.... Oh. It's (Y/N).

Yoongi stared down at the girl who had fallen to the ground from the impact, and felt his usually annoyed expression quickly disappear. His body reacted before he was even able to think about it, swiftly reaching his hand out to (Y/N) and pulling her back onto her feet, catching her gaze on the way up.

Were her eyes always that color?

She's so beautiful....

Caught in a daze, he noticed her expression suddenly change. As she let out a small whimper, he looked down at her hands and realized what he'd done.

Fuck

But before he could get a word out, she had ran away. She looked so scared.

What have I done???

Sliding his hands up the side of his face and grabbing onto his hair in a stressed-like manner, he let out a huge groan. Yoongi was easily the most gifted and powerful student in this school with an affinity for fire, but this was very unusual. Why wasn't he able to control his affinity?

As he went to turn around and chase after (Y/N), he was met by someone else.

"Oppa! We have lots of classes together again this year!" She squawked.

Yoongi rolled his eyes and started to walk past her. "Your mom being the headmaster of this school wouldn't have anything to do with that, would it Ji-hye?" She looked awkwardly, shifting her gaze as if she had been caught out. Before she could muster up a believable reply, Yoongi had already walked around the corner out of sight.

I'm such an idiot. I hope (Y/N) is okay...

He was going to worry about her for the rest of the day now.

(Y/N), I'm so sorry...

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*(Y/N)'s POV*

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As you ran away from Yoongi into the busy cafeteria, you could feel tears forming in your eyes.

No, not now - You could never stand crying in front of others, and you were currently standing in the busiest area of the school.

You scanned the room, and found Jungkook sitting at a table in the far corner. Weaving through the crowd of people carrying lunch trays, you finally reached him. Jungkook must have realized something was wrong, since his expression quickly changed from his usual bunny smile to looking like he was about to fight someone.

"(Y/N)! What happened to you? You look like you're about to cry!"

As soon as he said those words you burst out crying, still clutching onto your hands. Jungkook looked down at your red, burnt hands and his mouth nearly hit the floor.

"Who did this to you!? Are you okay??? We have to get you fixed up now!" He shouted, grabbing your shoulders and directing you to another table of boys.

"Hyung, (Y/N)'s burnt her hands badly. We need your help!" Jungkook begged.

Jimin inspected your hands, and then looked back up to your face sympathetically. "Yes of course! If there's one thing my family has taught me, that's how to treat burns! I'm just sorry I don't have my affinity yet, or else I would be able to personally heal you!" Jimin gently grabbed your wrist, making every effort not to hurt your hands any further, and pulled you out of the busy cafeteria with Jungkook and Taehyung following closely behind.

You walked all the way back to your dormitory, sniffling along the way, but trying your best not to cry otherwise. Once you reached your dorms common room, Jimin quickly disappeared into the bedroom before returning with what appeared to be his personal first aid kit.

Jimin pulled the kit open, and reached inside for a tub of ointment and some bandages. He instructed Jungkook to find some towels and some ice and then turned his attention onto you. Your hands were in so much pain and your head was a in a blur of emotions, but as soon as Jimin held your hands again to treat you, everything seemed to be okay.

That feeling again. It's like butterflies in my stomach.

Jimin paused briefly while he was looking down at your hands. You weren't able to catch his face from that angle, but a blush was starting to form across his cheeks. He looked back up at you after a short while and smiled awkwardly.

"I think your hands will be fine!" He said softly, rubbing his hands over yours.

You and Jungkook let out a huge sigh of relief.

"Thank god. (Y/N), you had me so worried!" Jungkook spoke over you and put his arm around your shoulder. "Thanks so much, hyung. I owe you big time! No one can do this to MY bunk bud and get away with it" he barked like a little protective puppy.

"It's no problem at all, but how did this happen (Y/N)?" Jimin asked with his eyebrows raised.

You stared down at the floor, not knowing if you should tell them the truth or not, still not understanding the situation clearly. Yoongi had done this to you and your hand was in a lot of pain, but you weren't totally sure if he had done this intentionally or not. It was so confusing. The blurred image replayed over and over again in your mind. His expression of panic and worry that he gave you when he realized what he had done.

Was it all a mistake?

Before you were able to find out, you just left him there and ran away crying.

"(Y/N)?" You looked back up to see Jimin's concerned face, that feeling of butterflies in your stomach returning.

Just at that moment, the clock chimed letting everyone know that their lunch break had come to an end. Thankfully you managed to dodge their questions for now about the incident, but it will probably be brought up again later on. You thanked Taehyung and Jimin for their help before they left the dormitory to go to their class and Jungkook pulled out his timetable to see what your next class together will be.

"Oh man... History of Magic is the worst!" He pouted, turning back to you. "Do you wanna skip class? Your hands must still be hurting... Will you be okay?" He said looking at you worriedly.

"The offer sounds tempting Kookie, but it's our first day of the year. Won't we get into some kind of trouble if we cut class?" You finally spoke up.

"Probably," Jungkook replied with a cheeky expression.

"I can't have my best bunk bud getting in trouble with the school just because of me! Let's just go to class and sleep instead" You giggled, standing up and preparing to exit the dorm.

"But that's what best bunk buds are for!" He whined, before following after you.

Jungkook directed you through to the far end of the school where your next class together would be. He was busy talking about all of the different professors in this school, excitedly pointing at them if they walked by and impersonating them behind their backs. You were struggling to contain your laughter as his impressions were so damn good each time he did one, that you didn't realize you were already standing out the front of your next class. Walking into the classroom and down the back to find a pair of vacant seats, you prepared for the next hour.

"Thanks, Kookie" You whispered, once you had finished placing all of your pens and paper neatly on your desk.

"What for?" He said with a confused face.

"For making me laugh and being such a good friend" You continued.

He scrunched his face up into a cheeky smile and then reached his arms out towards you. You thought he might have been going in for a friendly hug, but instead he put you in a head lock, knocking all of your pens across your desk. He started chuckling when you tried and failed to hit him away, and lovingly said "Anything for my best bunk bud!" before letting your head go.

This boy is crazy.

The next hour was a total bore. You fell asleep within the first 10 minutes, and were woken up by Jungkook's snoring 5 minutes before class was ending, giving him a flick to the forehead for his disturbance.

It had finally reached the time of day for the one class you had been totally dreading: Creative Studies. Praying to anyone up there for some kind of miracle to come along and pull you out of participating was your only hope now. You never showed talent towards anything vaguely creative, it was the total opposite actually. Your objective for the next hour was just to avoid humiliating yourself.

How hard can it be?

"Kookie! (Y/N)! Over here!" You heard Jimin calling from a distance.

"Yah! Only (Y/N) can call me that! You better watch yourself!" Jungkook fired back at the small boy.

"Ohh, I didn't realise that name was exclusively yours, (Y/N). People might think you two are dating or something" Taehyung teased, making the both of you miss the way Jimin's face had fallen at that remark.

Jungkook instantly swings his arm around your shoulder and pulls you closer to him, "Tae, no need to be jealous."

"OMG, he wishes" You giggled, slapping him lightly across the chest for him to let you go. "Jeez, Kookie... I had no idea you were so ripped!" You said visually shocked. Jungkook didn't respond with any words, only firing a wink and some finger pistols in your direction.

It had been a few minutes now, and the teacher walked into the classroom and dramatically slapped the pile of books he was carrying onto the the small table at the head of the room.

"Attention everyone! Attention! I'll be your creative studies teacher over the course of the school year. I know a lot of you are thinking this class might be some kind of holiday compared to the rest of your classes, however that will not be the case. Each day I am going to challenge you with a new kind of creative element, and it is your job to comply and take each new art form on with spirit!" He finished his big speech by swooping his hands up above his head to form a V.

Wow. What a character. Should I clap? or...?

Your teacher had instructed you to form into a group of four and to create a 30 second dance routine in under 30 minutes to perform to the rest of the class.

Shit. I'm screwed.

The rest of the boys looked super excited about this project and immediately sprung into action. Standing there awkwardly for a few minutes, you watched them as they pulled beautiful movements out of their minds and into action. Eventually they noticed that you weren't participating and encouraged you to get involved.

"(Y/N), come on. We don't have much time left! We have to get this whole thing finished" Taehyung insisted, dragging you over to the group by the cuff of your sleeve.

"Well, uhh. There's just a small problem... I don't know how to dance... like at all. I might hurt someone" you said while avoiding all of their eyes.

"It's okay! I'm sure you're really not THAT bad, right!? We'll teach you, so don't worry!" Jimin answered seemingly confident in his words.

"well okay... but I did warn you.."

After 5 minutes of trying, you had already stepped on Tae's toes twice, and punched Jungkook square in the face more times than you can remember. Looking at the boys with sorry eyes, they finally agreed to put you in the back of a diamond like formation, to conceal your trash dancing from the rest of the class. The performance was surprisingly a success. With you hidden from the rest of the class, everyone was able to appreciate the boys natural talents.

"Wow (Y/N). I'm surprised we got away with that one. You really weren't kidding huh!" Jimin rubbed the back of his neck.

"Don't worry, we'll have her trained up in no time! But next time it might be safer for us to wear protection. For such a small girl, you really pack a decent punch!" Jungkook laughed, rubbing his face where you had repeatedly hit him.

"I'm sorry Kookie. I'll make it up to all of you for putting up with my two left feet, and flying punches!" You replied embarrassed about the whole situation.

"We'll hold you to that!" Taehyung smirked.

The bell had just rang and it was time for everyone to leave and go to their next class. You followed Jungkook out the door and down a long corridor. Practical Defense Training sounded intimidating, and you had no idea what you were in for with this class.

After seating yourself next to Jungkook in the center of the class, your teacher walked in. She simply informed everyone that today's class would be cancelled, as all of the students are required to read and sign a waiver acknowledging the risks involved and removing any legal liability from the School. There was chatter going around the room as the papers were being handed out that there was a death in the school a few years ago, and now the school was tightening it's strings. Folding up the waiver form and putting it in your bag to read later, you started walking back with Jungkook to the boys dormitory.

When you walked through the door, the room looked completely vacated. It took a moment before you remembered that class had finished early today, so everyone else wouldn't be coming back for another 40 minutes. You walked into the kitchen to make yourself a cup of tea, asking Jungkook if he wanted anything while you were there.

"A hot chocolate please! With extra marshmallows!" Jungkook screamed from across the room. You swear that he was just a little kid hiding inside a muscle suit. Rolling your eyes at him, you started to make both of the drinks. Opening the cupboard above you, you jumped up in an attempt to reach the mugs inside. You managed to reach the first cup with no problem, but the second cup was going to take some more work. Cursing the architects who designed this kitchen under your breath - seeing as only giants can reach that high- you jumped up and down like a lunatic hoping to reach the last cup.

I want that cup. You thought with utter determination.

After a minute of intense cardio, your finger hooked around the handle of the cup and... brought it crashing down shattering over the kitchen floor. You looked between the floor and your bandaged hands and grunted out loud blaming them for your lack of dexterity.

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*Yoongi's POV*

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Yoongi decided to skip his last class for the day and walk back to the boys dormitory early. It was only Elemental Magic, and he wasn't going to miss much seeing as he was the top student in the whole school with an affinity for fire. Ji-hye was probably going to be there, which made class a thousand times less bearable. Too afraid to admit it, he was also nervous about what had happened with (Y/N) at lunch time and not being able to control his affinity.

I can't believe I hurt her like that. He thought as he walked into his room and flung himself across his bed.

Moments later, Yoongi could hear the sound of the front door opening and closing and people walking inside. His door was slightly propped open, so Yoongi could recognize the voices through the other room instantly.

(Y/N)

He slowly peered out of his door and watched from a distance in amusement as she flailed her hands around, jumping up to reach a cup.

"Should I help her?" He smirked to himself. "I'll give that idiot a few more minutes," he decided with a grin across his face.

Before he could wait any longer, a loud shattering noise was heard from the kitchen. Running in the direction of the noise to see if she was okay, he entered the kitchen to find (Y/N) crouched on the ground clutching her bandaged hands.

Oh fuck. I did this...

"(Y/N), are you o-..." Yoongi was quickly cut off by another boy running into the room.

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*(Y/N)'s POV*

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You looked up with tears forming in your eyes at the two boys who were now standing next to each other.

"(Y/N)! Are you okay!? Are you hurt? Are you okay?" Jungkook squeaked, his eyes immediately landing on your bandaged hands. 

"When I find out who did this to you, They're going to regret they ever laid a finger on you!" His squeak quickly turned into a growl, as he tried to help you off the floor.

You glanced over at Yoongi who was now frozen on the spot with clear panic spread across his face, before nervously looking back at Jungkook. 

Any minute now and you were about to burst with this wave of pain and emotion that was going through your body. 

"I'm fine," you muttered to the two boys, only praying that your voice hadn't deceived you, before picking up a broom and walking over to the shattered cup.

But before you could even start, Jungkook had already snatched the broom from out of your hands, instructing you to go and rest while he cleaned everything up for you. 

Leaving the uncomfortable stares of Yoongi behind, you went to your room and climbed straight into bed.

What a fucking day...

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//A/N//: We'd let Yoongi burn us any day....

Is that too sadistic? Hahah

Check out the video trailer we made for Yoongi's Fire Affinity!

https://youtu.be/Gnd-GC1xuL8

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