Bully || Yoonmin

-Yoongi Focus-

"Holy fuck. And these guys are in your dance class?" Youngjae gaped at his exchange student friend.

"Yep. There was another guy that came with them who didn't dance but was pretty cute. Tall, black hair. More Jaebum's type." Bam bam shrugged, looking back to the video and ignoring his hyung's blandly unconvincing protests of his sexuality.

Yoongi walked over to his table with his hands gripped tight onto his back straps, glaring at everyone who looked at him while making sure to keep an eye out for the purple-silver haired stranger.
He grabbed a seat next to Jackson, landing a light punch on his arm for this morning and cracking open a shitty off-brand soda he'd gotten from the vending machine.

"Hyung, look at this!" The Thai sophomore all but screamed, kicking around until he was smushed up against the senior with lips set to 7:20.
Yoongi shoved the kid off of him, and peered down at the dirty screen.

"Oh shit." He snatched the device from the brunet boy's nimble fingers to get a closer look. There, on the wildly unsteady screen, flashed bright periwinkle hair. The ravenette watched, unable to take his eyes off the screen and not taking any chances at missing a single hip thrust by blinking.

"Hyung. Yoongi!" Youngjae stretches across the table to wave his square shaped pizza in the elder's face.

"What?"

"You're drooling." He laughed. Yoongi wiped his mouth with his sleeve and flipped the junior off, going back to the video while his friends howled up a storm.

"Dude you're so smitten with this dude. It's unbelievable." Jackson cracked, wiggling his brows and elbowing the pale boy.
Yoongi 'shush'd him and brought the phone down into his lap so he could watch more privately- covering his face with the sleeve of his white button up.

"Shit guys are you seeing this? Min Yoongi is blushing!" BamBam hollered, drawing the attention of about six tables around them.

"Fuck off." Yoongi said halfheartedly. The guy was so elegant, so supple with every planned move. He was gorgeous, the black haired senior decided with the uneasy sickness in his stomach and off putting ache in his chest. The dancer was so familiar and he couldn't understand why. "Who does he remind me of? Does he look familiar to you guys?"
He pointed to the light haired guy on the screen.

"Mh~ nope. Not at all." BamBam twisted his lips off to the side in thought.

"Of course you wouldn't- I- Jackson does he look like anyone we know?"

"I think I would remember seeing someone like him. Dude could be a porn star." Jackson nodded, taking hold of the phone to watch as well.

"That's pervy, dude." The brown haired sophomore made a face.

"Says the one who filmed them. Dude you zoomed in on their asses about twelve times." Youngjae pointed out with a chuckle.
BamBam blushed and swiped back his phone, the others all leaning in to continue watching.

"I swear that one is so famil-" Yoongi's voice faded when the rest of the cafeteria went nearly silent. There by the double door entrance of the cafeteria, the purple haired student and his group of friends waltzed into the room, looking around for a place to sit.
The thick thigh'd dancer settled toward the back with- Namjoon? Hoseok too?
Yoongi's eyebrows knit in pure, outrageous befuddlement. Who was this guy?