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This story begins with two boys that have the same dream, to live in the land of the free, the land of countless opportunities, the land of hopes and dreams - Murricah (a/n okay I'm not trying to offend anyone by this it's just my shitty humor, also I didn't really know how to start this story in another way that's just how I had written it).
Neither of the two boys hated their motherland or had anything against it. It was just their dream to one day be able to visit America and possibly start their lives there.
The two boys with the American dream this is about, are Kim Namjoon and Min Hyungsik (a/n I suck at names, sue me). Both the same age from the same school, same class, before they became friends they never even looked at each other, technically, Namjoon had looked at Hyungsik, it was kind of hard to ignore his presence because he was always loud and made jokes about anything that came to his mind, he had imagination that's for sure. While Hyungsik was the class clown, Namjoon was more on the silent side. He always sat in the back of the classroom, never even made a sound, just quietly took notes and aced his exams with ease, the silent genius, as some would call him. But no one knew if he even had friends, nobody seemed to notice him much as well either, he had perfect attendance alongside his perfect grades, but it's normal to sometimes feel under the weather or have important family business to do, which would require him to take a day or so, off from school. And when he'd go back to school, not even the teachers would've noticed his absence. He didn't feel lonely or ignored, funnily enough, he just thought of school as a place you go to learn and improve yourself, nothing else in between mattered.
One day the noisy jokemaster everyone seemed to love, got into a fight.
- You're a fucking jerk and an idiot, do you know that! - Yelled angrily the fourteen year old Jeong Minseong. - How could you lie to me and give me the wrong answers man, you promised, to help me! - Hyungsik laughed at Minseong and his constantly changing expressions.
- Are you mad or are you sad, I can't seem to tell with your two faces. Me, I'm the liar, right? After I found out about your secret "thing" that you so begged me on your own two fucking knees I wouldn't tell anyone about. I wouldn't know whether to feel sorry for you or laugh at you, but I'm gonna laugh anyway. - The whole class was watching the show with piqued interest, what could've Hyungsik found out that Minseong had to beg him on his knees not to tell? Minseong usually was a calm and collected kid, as much as you can tell from the time he spends at school anyway, but he always cheated on his exams, nobody told him off of course because they all had some bias towards him.
Today was not their day.
Minseong took a swing at Hyungsik but he was so nervous, for some reason, that only the tips of his fingers ''gently'' brushed Hyungsik's cheek.
- You call that a ...punch? I don't know man, what was that supposed to be, a slap, a punch or are you trying to tell me you have a crush on me? - At that moment the heated argument between the two piqued Namjoon's interest, he put down his pencil and stopped doodling over his mathematical diagram. He looked up at the two teen boys quarreling next to his desk. He regretted sitting at the very back of the classroom at that moment. Namjoon tried not to seem interested in anything happening because getting involved definitely was not in anyone's interest. But of course he wasn't that lucky.
- Hey you! - Namjoon looked at Hyungsik who seemed to be referring to him - Don't look so surprised and answer me this. - Namjoon tried to tone down his emotions as he was looking in Hyungsik's eyes. - Who is wrong, here? Am I wrong for giving this fucker the wrong answers so he'd fail, or is he wrong for cheating all the fucking time that he's as dumb as a rock, while all of us here, including you, quiet guy, are busting our asses to study meaningless shit we won't even remember five minutes after the exam, just to get good grades? - Namjoon hesitated to answer, grabbing and squeezing onto his pencil. - Hyungsik grabbed his pencil and threw it across the room landing it next to the teacher's desk. - Hurry up and answer me before the teacher comes or Imma beat both of you up! - Not wanting to get beat up Namjoon started to answer nervously, honestly he didn't want to take anyone's side as both of them could beat him up, they looked tough.
- I... Don't think it's right t-to cheat... um... - At that moment Minseong punched Hyungsik in the stomach.
- You little prick, how fucking dare you. - Hyungsik took a swing back hitting Minseong's cheek pretty badly. And as they were passionately giving each other punch massages and Namjoon was watching them with wide eyes and flinching as each of their hands landed on the other, like in a movie, the teacher walked in.
- What is going on in here! Stop that!
- But teacher, he is a jerk, he tried to sabotage me! - Minseong tried defending his cheating ass self.
- You mean I didn't let you cheat on an exam because you're a filthy, lazy, dishonest pig! - They started violating each other with words as Mrs. Lee picked up Namjoon's pencil, he saw that and thought to himself "Oh no, please don't drag me into this..."
But luck was never on his side.
- Whose pencil is this?! You two shut up before I kick both of you so hard you'll end up on Mars! - Both of them stopped yelling at each other like school girls fighting over a boy and simultaneously pointed at Namjoon who was clinging onto himself, feet on the chair as he was hugging his knees begging in his mind to be left out of this.
- It's his pencil... - Slowly and gloomily replied Hyungsik as he kicked Minseong's leg, who, of course, kicked back and the fight started all over.
- That's it! All three of you are staying after school for detention.
- But teacher he started it! - Hyungsik preached defending himself.
- No it wasn't, Hyungsik started it by not giving me what he promised.
- Oh shut up. I have nothing I'd ever wanna give a fourteen year old guy who still wets the bed, yeah y'all heard me, mister class favorite here - he said pointing a finger at Minesong. - still wets his bed, scaredy pants.. Wet scaredy pants. - Boom! Another point for the class jokester, everyone started laughing at Mr Pee McGee (a/n ok I hate myself too I'm so lame, I also hate myself for exposing Minseong to everyone) and that nickname stuck with him for the longest time, Namjoon felt bad for the guy though.. He imagined himself in his place and he thought he'd die of embarrassment.
Mrs. Lee Minkyoung decided to go by this a different way, she walked to the back of the room, grabbing both quarrelling school girls' ears and dragging them to the principal's office, as they were about to exit the room, she looked at Namjoon, who was worriedly looking back at her still hugging himself still not wanting any part in this and she spoke.
- You too, smarty pants.
- But I didn't do anything! Hyungsik threw my pencil across the room! - He tried defending himself.
- I don't know whether you did or didn't do anything but at the very least we need a witness and you were pretty much first in line to the show, so come over here before I get you out with kicks in the butt. - Mrs. Lee was a small, bit over weight woman with curly red hair and huge glasses that took up half her face, she didn't look threatening but was she a bigger man than any man that ever was. So Namjoon quickly got up and walked beside the crouching school girls. They started walking in the hallway towards the principal's office. Hyungsik looked at Namjoon (as much as he could considering Mrs. Lee was pulling his left ear towards her and twisting it in ways he didn't think were possible) and said quietly.
- You're gonna defend me right, you know I was right, that fucker there was going to tell me off anyway whether I gave him my answers or not. - Joon looked at Minseong who was also crouching and his ear was very red as well and twisting in impossible ways then looked back at Hyungsik and replied lowly.
- You were in the wrong too, though, you may have not technically started the fight but you provoked him and played his game, you could've been mature about it and said '' We were both wrong, let's move on". (a/n so let's move on~ I'm bts trash okay shush).
- Man I chose the wrong person to defend me, I want to punch you right now but I'm kind of disabled at the moment so, don't worry, I'll get you in detention. - Namjoon looked wide eyed at Hyungsik then looked down at his feet as they kept walking on this god awful long hallway. (a/n idek whatever lol).
- Less talking more walking boys, we'll talk in the principal's office, oh and then in detention of course. - Mrs. Lee stated as she pulled Minseong and Hyungsik's ears.
''Maybe I should've just stayed quiet? Like I always do?" Joon asked himself. He turned his head opposite of Hyungsik because he felt as if he'd kill him just by a stare, he still felt his eyes throwing daggers at him but he ignored it, at that same time a neat looking boy with a pink sweater, which was about two sizes bigger than him, which also Namjoon thought looked pretty cute on him, walked past them from the classroom next to theirs, and put on a smile on his face as Joon looked at him.
"Did he smile at ME??"
"Wait wasn't that, the new boy in that class.. what was his name.."
- Yo Suckfag what are you doing roaming the hallways, you won't find any dicks lying around waiting for you to suck them around here, we ain't interested in fags like you. - Minseong suddenly yelled after the pink shirted boy, who also had very tight black jeans on that made Namjoon gulp nervously when he looked at his legs. The boy just continued walking without looking back or acknowledging Minseong's stupid comments. Mrs. Lee twisted his ear mercilessly and said.
- You keep your voice down and your offensive comments to yourself Jeong Minseong if you want to keep your ear. Other people's preferences are none of your business and if you need to know, Kim Seokjin is the smartest student in the whole school right after our Joonie here, what can you say about yourself, you're one of the students with lowest grades. And Seokjin would never be even interested in you as a matter of fact, you are way below his level. (a/n savage teacher I love her lol).
- But I.. che.. I mean my exams are always perfect.
- Yeah well you don't seem to share that knowledge on your oral presentations and exams, it's obvious you're cheating, you're not fooling anyone but yourself, kid. These kids are gonna become rich and maybe even famous while kids like you will be the ones cleaning after them wishing you were at their places.
After a long and boring conversation with the principal and loads of arguing between Hyungsik and Minseong, of course, all three boys were sent into detention.
- I can't believe I'm here. Because of both of you! - Hyungsik yelled angrily but with toned down voice so the teacher wouldn't hear. Thank god she wasn't in the room right now or they'd have to say goodbye to their ears.
- Oh shut up Hyungsik, it's your own damn fault, you could've just given me the damn answers and none of this would've happened. - Minseong stated blankly.
- Fuck you, suck my big fat dick you cunt! - Hyungsik got up and walked over to Namjoon who was sitting on a chair next to the window looking out, pondering about something and trying to ignore the school girls' arguments.
- Hey... Are you.. okay? - Namjoon looked up at him in surprise and Hyungsik sat on the chair opposite of him.
- Hm? - He replied absentmindedly.
- Your face and ears are all red, you're not getting sick, are you? - Namjoon put his hands on his burning hot cheeks trying to cover up embarrassment and answered with a faint smile on his face.
- No, I was just.. thinking.. - "About that fat dick you said you have". Namjoon mentally slapped himself for thinking that way.
- About what? - Hyungsik asked, way more intrigued to talk to Namjoon rather than that piece of horse shit Minseong.
- Huh?... Oh nothing.. nevermind me..
- Anyway I just wanted to say thanks.
- For?
- Defending me in front of the principal, I know I got you into this when you had nothing to do with it and I'm sorry.. - Hyungsik looked straight into Namjoon's eyes and Namjoon could see he was sincere.
- No, please, don't say sorry it's okay, and I do believe the principal wasn't being fair.. I mean.. Expelling a student for an entire month just because they refused to share their sheet answers with someone is a bit too extreme, if I were at his place I'd give you an honor badge. - Namjoon answered truthfully and Hyungsik smiled, for the first time ever he genuinely smiled at Namjoon, that was a moment Joon would never forget. Followed by many others because since that day they became close and then they only got closer.
- Thanks buddy, you're funny, I never knew that.. But then again when do you ever talk so that I'd have known you were funny, right? - He stroked Joon's hair and his cheeks turned tomato red again, Hyungsik laughed.
- Oh I see, I'm embarrassing you, sorry. - He put his hand down on the desk between them and retreated it close to himself.
- Hey you two homos, if you're gonna fuck hurry up and do it and then come here. - Joon looked down embarrassed and Hyungsik said fire burning in him once again, not because of being called a homo, but because this shitty "human" was using that to insult them, what the fuck was wrong with being gay?? Hyungsik wasn't gay but never thought anything against gay people, he'd even been to parades before to support them. (a/n ok maybe he went to another country to a parade don't think deeply about it, at this point they're still in Korea so idk if they have parades like that).
- Shut the fuck up and what the fuck do you want?! - He walked to Minseong who was standing in front of the room window.
- Look down there, my buddies came for me, now you can come with me, I'll also forgive you for being a dick, or you can stay here and fuck gay boy into oblivion til the teacher comes and releases you from Hell.
- Minseong you piece of shit, you homophobic piece of shit. - Hyungsik corrected himself emphasizing on homophobic and continued with the same angry tone. - Stop calling us gay just to insult us, there's nothing wrong with being gay, for one!
- Yeah yeah talk the talk I don't give a shit, all I know is I ain't letting no dick in my ass, or putting my dick in an ass for that matter, now are you coming or not? - Hyungsik looked at Joon inviting him with them but he shook his head in a firm "No". No way he was getting into more trouble than he already was in.
- Sorry man, we're not getting into any more trouble we're already in. - Hyungsik sat back down opposite of Namjoon as Namjoon looked at him in shock "Did he read my mind, what the fuck".
- Suit yourself, fuck him real nice you hear me Hyungsikie. - Minseong jumped down on the mini trampoline his two friends brought to his rescue. Thank goodness they were just on the first floor (a/n yes ik this is dumb but the whole story is real dumb so yeah).
- Dick. - Said Hyungsik and looked at Joon smiling - Why didn't you wanna go? The teachers never come to check up on us or anything, we'd have been good, now we gotta stay til the time's up.
- You said it, we could get into more trouble and whether the teacher comes or not you never know, and besides, I'd feel like I've cheated if I ran away with you guys. - Namjoon answered truthfully, looking at Hyungsik.
- You're just the perfect little student, aren't ya.. - He stroked Joon's hair again.
- As you can see, I'm not, I'm in detention. - Hyungsik smiled and responded.
- Funny guy. My type of person. Say, I wanted to ask you.. When I first came to talk to you here, you were burning red.. - He smirked. - What were you thinking about? - Namjoon chuckled nervously and quickly added.
- Nothing.. - "About that thicc.. No mind don't do me like that he's not even gay" Namjoon scolded himself.
- Nothing my ass, tell me I'm your friend, don't you trust me? - Namjoon looked Joonshook at Hyungsik as he stated he's his friend and he wondered for a moment if he's being truthful, they only just talked today and they're already friends? Wow..
- Friend? We're friends? - Hyungsik frowned but then smiled again.
- Yes, I'd like us to be, at least? - Namjoon smiled and nodded. - So tell me.. What was going through your pretty blonde head. - Namjoon slightly blushed at the compliment and answered.
- Just.. T-that.. Boy.. We s-saw in the h-hallway.. H-he was very p-pretty. - Namjoon facepalmed himself in his mind for stuttering so much and decided to leave out the part where he was imagining how Hyungsik's dick looked.
- Oh you mean Seokjin? - Namjoon nodded nervously - I know him, I mean I know he's new and all but before I went to this school we were classmates, even though he's like 2 years younger than us, he's some kind of genius I guess.. - He looked at Joon with a huge grin. - Like you! You guys would make great friends.. - He smirked again. - Or boyfriends.. - Namjoon blushed heavily and looked down at his feet not knowing how to respond, he did find that boy adorable and he knew he wanted to know him better.
After hours of bonding, Hyungsik and Namjoon had become instant best friends. After that day, whether they spent 5 minutes or 5 hours together, they were together, every single day, and when Hyungsik was out with his other friends all he seemed to talk about was Namjoon and their dream to go to America.
- Why America, Sikkie? - Asked curiously Hyungsik's friend - Hoseok (hello sunshine~).
- Because they say it's the place to be to make your dreams come true and blah blah, plus we've been studying English, it'd be a shame to let that knowledge go to waste.
- What's English? - Hoseok laughed.
- Just because y'all are dumb and can't, or actually no, don't want to learn another language, doesn't mean we're all the same. - Hoseok scoffed at Hyungsik's statement but decided to continue the conversation because he knew his friend was joking, mostly.
- Okay then,so what? You have plans to live and get married there?
- Yep, pretty much.
- With that guy friend of yours that you talk with and about 24/7? (=Heaven)
- Yep, we share the same dream so, you know, maybe we could go together.
- So then, you go to America to get married to him since it's legal in the whole country and not everyone judges you for being gay? - Hoseok laughed at his joke then smirked at Hyungsik.
- Hoseok-ah, don't tease me bro, and besides, being able to marry the person you love, regardless of gender is a right, it should not be looked at as a priviledge, when are people gonna understand that. - Hyungsik stated almost bored of people's stupidity.
- O..kay, but.. are you..? - Hoseok asked carefully.
- Gay? - Hyungsik asked.
- Yeah.. Just asking, don't take it the wrong way. - But before Hyungsik could answer, Joon had already arrived to pick him up. - Oh, look, your boyfriend's here, have at it for me guys, I can't seem to get any.
- Shut up Hoseok. - Hyungsik and Joon laughed as they left together.