BTS!Mafia One-Shot: You go on a mission with them but you accidentally get left behind
You were best friends with all seven members of the notorious mafia group called BTS
You met them when you were a kid in a foster house
All the other kids in the foster house bullied you but the seven little boys took you in and protected you
Both you and the boys knew that getting out of the foster system was impossible, so you guys ran away
it was hard trying to live on the streets in the rundown part of Korea
But you guys made it somehow
The seven males built their mafia group from the ground up
They tried their best to keep you away from the dangers that came with their jobs, but it was inevitable that you would join them on some missions to help
You were their home, their everything
You were the one that held them together when times got rough and fights broke out
To say the least, you were the reason they were still alive
Through many years building the the mafia, the inner circle was mainly just you and the seven males
it was near impossible for any outsiders to join the relationship that was shared between you and the leaders of BTS
until one day
BTS, while on a mission, brought back a girl they saved from the streets
they found her while in the middle of a crossfire with another rival mafia group
she was around the same age as you
You were at home at the time because the guys suggested you sit out on the mission that day
When the males brought back the female, you were quick to help out on healing her and patching up any cuts and bruises she had
everything was fine until the following months passed
The female became part of your family, and you didn’t mind, you were actually glad to have another female in the group
but it became suspicious to you when the female began to deliberately make plans with the other males, making sure to exclude you
she would often make plans with the guys, tell them that she would tell you, not tell you, and then make up some random excuse to the males when you didn’t show up
You caught onto this and confronted the girl, clearly confused at her actions because you thought she was family too
She played dumb and made it seem like she knew nothing
when you got frustrated trying to get her to admit that she was purposefully excluding you, she pretended to cry and ran to the other males who were gathered in a meeting room
she cried about how you supposedly yelled at her and told her to get lost because she was becoming close with them
the seven boys were quick to reprimand you for being selfish and jealous
you tried to defend yourself but you couldn’t retaliate in any way cause you were busy trying not to cry
your throat closed up fast and your eyes blurred
you ran back to your room and spent the night crying
you felt betrayed
no one was on your side
The seven males were quiet angry at you because they had a soft spot for the new girl and had bonded with her over the past few months
they barely interacted with you during those months because the girl made sure you were always left out
to you, it felt like you were being replaced, being kicked out
you felt like you were a kid again, stuck in a foster home with no one to turn to
After the argument, none of the males interacted with you
the female made sure to keep them away from you, often crying so that she got the attention
you felt alone
After a week of no interaction with BTS passed, one of the males burst through your door, demanding you get dressed and ready to head out
you knew it was a serious matter by the look on his face
you quickly got out of your room and into the living room
All of BTS stood in a circle in the living room, worried gazes adorning their faces
you were quickly informed that the female had been kidnapped by the rival group
you eight would be on the front lines, making sure to rescue her
despite your hatred for the female, you weren’t going to let her be in danger
the ride to the warehouse was silent, everyone busy stacking up on their weapons
when you guys arrived, everything went into chaos mode
It took a while before you eight could find where they were holding the female
she was in a secret underground portion of the building
the seven males asked you to guard and hold the door that led to a long hallway that would lead to the female
they said they would be back in no time
you didn’t object and stood guard, your pistol in your hand
minutes passed, but you didn’t hear any footsteps coming through the hallway
it turned out that the room where the girl was being kept was a trap, so the seven males were quick to rescue the female and exit through a different back exit
they were filled with so much adrenaline that the only thought they had was to get out of the place as soon as they could
that meant that you were left behind
they forgot about you, too distracted by the relief that they got the girl back
as you stood guard at the door, you heard a large explosion go off somewhere, but you didn’t dare move, worried that the guys would come back soon and that this was the only exit out from where they went to
As more minutes passed, you noticed everything was silent, there were no shots being fired
you were getting anxious, but you refused to move
you weren’t going to leave the others behind
Soon, you heard a set of footsteps walking towards you
the only problem was that it wasn’t coming from the hallway behind you it was in front of you
you quickly recognized the male that was walking towards you, the deep black velvet eye patch the male wore giving away his identity
it was the leader of the rival group that originally kidnapped the girl
He was walking around to see if any of his men were left behind
you froze but quickly recovered, pulling your pistol up
the leader, who was around the same age as the leaders of BTS, chuckled at your actions and stopped walking towards you, putting his hands up a little as if to play around
He smirked at your actions and made clear he wasn’t there to do any harm
Your hands were shaky, but you couldn’t fire your gun
you were terrified to say the least
He calmly informed you that your supposed “saviors” were gone
your heart dropped at the information given, but you refused to believe it
BTS would never leave you behind
you grew up with them, you guys promised each other when running away from the foster home that you guys would always stick together
The leader could clearly sense your panic and chuckled again
He told you that you were free to go and that he wouldn’t hurt you
He said he saw no value of kidnapping you right now
He informed you that he had been secretly monitoring BTS for the past few months and realized that you were no longer their special girl
it was the other girl
As the words reached your ears, your heart broke slowly
You shook your head in disbelief as tears filled your eyes
You yelled at the rival leader to stop talking, tears streaming down your face
You yelled at him, saying that BTS will be back for you soon, you swore it
The rival leader’s playful and teasing mood quickly dropped when he saw how serious you were
A cold stare was directed your way as the rival leader monotonously said that they weren’t coming back
You refused to believe him and stood your ground, your back still holding the door open
The rival leader sighed because he knew any attempts of getting you to leave the building were futile, so he turned around and left you standing in the doorway, your heart still believing the others would be back
Truth be said, the leaders of BTS were too busy celebrating that they got the other girl back. They were drunk and distracted that they got their favorite girl back. They truly forgot you
You felt replaced, but you didn’t want to believe it yet
three hours passed and the sun was already beginning to rise
you were still where the rival leader had left you, only this time, you were sitting on the floor with your back against the door to hold it open
you were sleepy and dozing off as you sat on the floor, your body shivering at the cold weather outside
Footsteps were heard making their way towards your direction, but you were too sleepy to react, your eyes closed in exhaustion
It turned out to be the rival leader again
He came back to the building because he left something, but decided to stop by where you were to see if you had left yet
He felt kind of bad when he saw you still waiting where he had last seen you, your entire body broken down by exhaustion and the cold wind that was seeping into the building
He knew you weren’t going to move so he walked to where you were, took off his jacket, placed it around you, crouched down, and picked you up and gathered you into your arms
you were too tired to fight against him, your mind muddled by broken emotions
in a matter of seconds, you began to sob and cry into the chest of the rival leader
you cried and continually asked why they didn’t come back
you were heart broken
the rival leader let you cry onto him, trying to comfort you with minimal words
he understood the pain you were going through
He, too, was once abandoned by someone he loved
He held you tightly as he exited the building, trying to block of the cold weather from your frail body
He got into his black rolls-royce and told the driver to head back to his house
He held you in his arms as tears continued to fall down your face
When he was abandoned, he had no one to comfort him, so he knew that you needed the support right now
Soon your sobs began to quiet down and you fell asleep with tear stained cheeks
The rival leader looked down at you with pain in his eyes
He cradled your head as the car headed back to his mansion
He didn’t plan to hurt you
He just wanted to help you recover
The ride was silent the rest of the way
the only sound that filled the car came from the heartbroken mumbles that escaped your mouth as you slept and clutched to the rival leader’s arm
They truly had left you behind
You were broken
Author’s note: I wrote this randomly at night so i apologize for any grammar mistakes and if the one-shot wasn’t too good. It’s been a while since I've written so i apologize for any mistakes I made and I will try my best to improve next time <3
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
Author’s note: Hi ya’ll it’s been a while. This school year was hectic and I just couldn’t get around to this series as much as I wished. Truth be said, I got stuck on where to lead this story. I have an idea for the ending, but the middle part was a blur. Parts 13-15 are parts I kind of want to revise but I just don’t even know where to begin. I’m deeply sorry and apologetic to those who have been reading this series and staying with me for this whole time. I’m sorry for the late uploads, I just don’t want to rush my writing and put out something I know I didn’t put all my effort into. But thank you so much for those who have stayed and still supported me. It means a lot. No words can describe how happy I am to still see people finding this series and reading it. I hope to finish this series during my summer break before this series reaches its one year anniversary. I hope to improve my writing more and make this series enjoyable for everyone. Thank you once again and please feel free to send any messages to me. <3
————PART 16 —————
Y/N’s POV:
Three months… They said three months.
The first month was fine. We called and texted every day and night, and then, it just all stopped.....
I called continuously but they never picked up. They just ended up sending a small text saying they were busy. Nothing more, nothing less.
I wanted to text more, but I worried I would just be disturbing them. I mean, going on a world tour is a difficult thing, but maybe they could’ve saved five minutes a day to maybe just chat with me? Maybe I’m just being too clingy....
By the third month, my phone, which was once constantly blowing up with notifications from the boys, was silent. Every time my phone chimed, my heart would flutter in hope, but then I would realize it was a random notification from my other apps.
Did I do something wrong?
Each day following the moment they stopped texting me was a struggle. In addition, I did’t understand what was going on with me. I continually had a tight feeling wrapped around my heart. Each day, it felt more constrictive. I went to the doctors but they said I was fine, nothing wrong.
On top of that, my dreams have been getting out of hand. There has been a reoccurring crow that circles in my dream. It’s been trying to attack me every time I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. I’ve spent countless nights waking up in a cold sweat. Something has been really off, but I just can’t put my finger on it.
It’s been a hectic three months but today all the boys were coming back. I’m so excited. I can’t wait to see them, and hopefully they haven’t changed much.....
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2nd Person POV:
Once your shift at work ended, you dashed out to your car, excited to head back to the dorms. It’s been three months since you’ve last stepped foot in there, and you couldn’t wait to go back and see the boys again.
Your car pulled into the dorm’s garage and parked in the spot they had reserved for you. The sound of your feet jogging to the elevator echoed through the silent garage. It was night time now and the only light that illuminated the floors was the new moon.
You quickly punched in the access code and happily jumped into the elevator the moment the silver doors softly slid open. You fished the electronic key out of your bag and tapped it against the security detector box. The doors proceeded to close shut as the elevator made its ascent back up to the dorm floor. You couldn’t help small smile that ghosted over your lips.
The elevator began to slow its movements as it arrived at the destination. You darted out of the elevator and towards the dorm’s entrance door, the dorm key the boys gave you a long time ago dangling in your right hand. You slowly slid the key into place and began to turn it. The familiar sound of the metal clicking into place sent chills down your spine.
I’m back home....
You gently opened the door to be met with a quiet and dark living room. The boys’ luggage littered the entire room, and you couldn’t help but laugh at the mess they made. You feet shuffled to the familiar hallway where all the others’ rooms were located. Your head tilted in confusion as you saw a soft dim light seeping from underneath one of the doors.
Is one of them still awake?
Your quiet footsteps shuffled closer to the door but paused at the sound that seeped from the cracks of the door.
Your ears strained to hear, but then it became apparent to you what was going on.
The sound of a female’s moan echoed through the silent hallways. It was loud and clear now. Deep murmurs of appraisal from what sounded like seven males followed after.
No... they wouldn’t dare. They’re too sweet and kind to do this.
Your heart rate picked up as you quickly pulled your phone from your pocket. Your hands wavered for a bit as you pulled up your contacts. You scrolled until you found Namjoon’s contact.
He always answers, I know it
You pressed the call button and waited.
You could hear the muffled ringtone coming from the other side of the door. The room quickly went silent as you heard Namjoon shushing the others.
“Oh hey sweetheart, the boys and I just got off the plane. We’re really tired and we plan to sleep for the majority of tomorrow. We’ll call you when we wake up, okay?” Namjoon said, his voice pouring out from the phone. His fake attempt to sound jet lagged and sleepy almost deceived you if it weren’t for the fact that you were right outside the room he was actually in.
“Okay, no worries,” you quietly replied back, trying your best not to let your voice reveal your emotions.
“Thanks baby girl, love you,” Namjoon replied, cutting the call off without even waiting for your reply. A few seconds of silence soon followed before the sound of a female’s giggle resonated through the hallway.
You didn’t want to put yourself through anymore pain so you just slowly began to make your way back to the front door. That restrictive feeling around your heart that you’ve been feeling for the past month began to close in around you. Each step towards the door felt harder and harder.
Shallow breaths barely make their way past your lips and you reach for the handle.
What the hell is going on now?
The next moment, your vision begins to change and dim. Your hand weakly grips the handle, but your strength has left your body entirely. Your eyes begin to droop as the sound of your heart rate fills your ears. Soon darkness begins to consume your every being. All that you could hear before you lost conscious was your heart beat. It sounded just like the wings of the crow from your dreams. Your body and head dropped to the floor as the living room went deadly quiet and dark. The new moon slid behind the clouds and your mind went into your dream world.
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Dream:
Everything was dark and cold. You had no clue where you were. The sound of a knife slicing through the air rang throughout the place. You began to tremble as the sound of a bird beating its wings neared.
It’s that damn crow again. It wouldn’t leave you alone. The glimmer of a crow’s golden eye passed by before disappearing into the darkness. Next was an eye with an amethyst color followed by a stormy grey eye. You ducked in fear as the sound of a crow diving down got closer. You felt the air above you shift as another crow passed in front of you. This time its eye was the color of a deep ruby. The crow blinked and it was an icy blue color this time. The image of the crow melted away and you were once again left in darkness.
Within a split second, claws had pinned you down against the cold hard floor. You tried screaming but nothing came out. All that appeared in front of you was the dark silhouette of a crow. One eye was colored a deep emerald green while the other was an unusual hazel with stark gold curling around the pupil. You tried to scream and move away but found yourself paralyzed. The sharp sound of a knife slicing through the air started again and increased in intensity within a few seconds. You blinked and looked up at the crow still pinning you down. You gasped as you saw the eyes turned to a glossy black marble color. The crow’s screech harmonized with the sound of the knife slicing through the air. Your head became fuzzy as your panic reached an all new high. Too much adrenaline ran through and in the next second you were back to floating in darkness. Nothing moved, nothing existed, nothing.
As the new moon passed over the dark clouds, all seven males awoke from their slumber. The room was dark, but they knew something was off. They all met each other’s piercing and confusing gazes before all quickly getting up. They froze in panic, realizing they weren't alone in the room.
Their eyes wandered to the bundle that sleepily shifted under the blankets. Yoongi quietly moved the covers to reveal a sleeping female dressed in her bra and panties. Upon realizing the woman was half dressed, Yoongi quickly put the covers back over the body, his eyes widening in surprise at the realization that the woman wasn’t Y/N. Silent communication passed around the seven males before Namjoon stepped forward. He gently moved the covers to reveal the woman’s forehead. He lightly pressed his palm to her head as his eyes shifted colors. He sorted through her memory and checked last nights events. He then proceeded to clear any memory of her meeting BTS before stepping back.
Namjoon sighed in relief at the realization that no sexual intercourse happened during their encounter with the woman. Seokjin stepped forward next and proceeded to gather the woman in a bridal style, making sure the covers didn’t slip off of her. Namjoon softly murmured the address of the female’s place that he retrieved from her memory. Seokjin nodded and headed towards a window. Jimin quickly unlatched it as Seokjin’s tattered wings spread from his back. In a flash. Seokjin was out the window, nothing but a slight breeze to indicate that Seokjin was even there a second ago. A few seconds passed before Seokjin appeared before the six males again, a silent nod to indicate that the woman was back safe and sound where she belonged.
None of the seven males spoke as they tried to gather their thoughts together. Questions bombarded their minds as the silence consumed each of them. How did they end up back at the dorms? Why aren’t they still on tour? Why was there a woman other than Y/N in the bed? What day was it even?
At the realization that it may not be the day they thought it was, all seven males scrambled through to reach their phone in their pocket. They simultaneously turned their phone on to reveal that a span of two months has passed since their last memory of consciousness.
“What the fuck.....” Jungkook softly murmured out.
“It’s...It’s not just me right? I swear to god I don’t remember anything this past two months,” Hoseok shakily said, a slight panic setting into his mind.
“Jungkook, y-your camera. You were recording for your next Golden Films video right? Maybe we can find evidence there?” Jimin stuttered out, his eyes filled with distress and confusion of the situation.
All seven males quickly filed out of the room and into the living room. Jungkook ran ahead and made a quick dart for his luggage in order to hopefully find his professional camera in there but stopped in his tracks as he realized the lump of shadows near the front door.
Jungkook squinted his eyes in the dark, but it didn’t take long for him to recognize the shape of your body and your hair splayed all over the floor.
“Y/N!” He yelled in panic, his body instinctively running to yours. The others heard the younger one’s yell of distress before they began running to the front door too.
Jungkook quickly dropped to the floor and gathered you up in his arms, his eyes darting everywhere to check your physical state. As he cradled your head, the air surrounding the both of you began to hum with an oddly static noise.
“Jungkook what the fuck are you doing?” Taehyung said in a panicked voice the moment he became aware of the electricity flowing from Jungkook’s body.
“I-I don’t know. Something’s happening... I think today’s events have really affected me,” Jungkook replied, his arms still delicately holding you.
“No time for talking, we need to get her to a bed so I can check for any concussion, “ Jin quickly said, urging the younger boy to carry you to a room.
Jungkook quickly gathered you into his arms as he carried down the hall to the room they were in with you the night before they left for the tour.
As the door creaked open, the seven males were met with a darkly lit room, the new moon peeking behind the curtains. Nothing had moved or changed since the last time you and the seven members were there.
Silence encased the room as Jungkook settled you down on the bed, moving aside to allow Namjoon and Seokjin to observe any injuries you may have.
After ensuring no physical damage was done to you, all seven members finally let out the breath they were holding. No words could describe the worry that swam through their thoughts on how you ended up at the dorms unconscious on the floor.
“What do we do now?” Jimin wondered, the exhaustion from the day’s stresses finally taking a toll on his mind.
“I’ll go back to searching for my camera. We need to find out what happened these last few months. You guys should check your phones for any clues then,” Jungkook said, heading out the room without a glance back.
The others murmured in agreement as they found places to sit around the room. They all pulled out their phone and began their search for any clue of the past two months.
“Hey guys.... look at the group chat...” Yoongi said, his eyes quizzically analyzing the phone.
“I don’t remember texting her saying we were too busy...” Hoseok mumbled out, staring at the group chat with confusion.
“Same here, I don’t remember texting her that too....” Seokjin said.
“That means we lost our memories from that day onward. We were texting Y/n everyday until then,” Namjoon noted, his fingers scrolling up to the previous texts in the group chat.
A few seconds later, Jungkook rushed through the door, holding his camera in both hands.
“I found it,” Jungkook panted out, sitting on the floor as the other males surrounded him.
The room fell silent as Jungkook turned the camera on and headed straight for the most recently stored video.
The sound of an audience cheering spilled from the professional camera, concert lights flashing from the tiny screen. Jungkook quickly pressed the rewind button and watched as the screen distorted and stretched.
“Hold on, I saw something just now. Go back a little,” Namjoon said, squinting down at the lit up screen.
Jungkook followed Namjoon’s directions and slowed down the video back to regular speed.
The sounds of sharp static radiated from the device. The screen displayed a small clip of gold shimmering wings being released from someone’s back, the feathers turning an ash black as a few seconds passed. The clip quickly changed to a video of the glimmering eyes of each members eyes when they are usually out of control. It happened for a split second before the device switched back to images of the concert.
“Wait go back, that was so fast...” Jimin said, face morphed into a perplexed feature.
Jungkook did as asked, slowing the video down by half. The images appeared again, and this time it revealed a set of seven crow feathers falling and turning to gold. The feathers fell and landed in a perfect circle.
“What the fuck....” Yoongi breathed out, disturbed by the scene being shown.
“Continue rewinding it Jungkook, there might be more clues.....” Taehyung said, his breath coming out shallow.
Jungkook re winded the videos, but after a few minutes more, it was revealed that there was nothing more than videos of the concert.
“What the hell was those clips supposed to mean?” Hoseok wondered, standing up from the chair he was previously sitting in.
“I-I don’t know” Seokjin replied, confused at the events.
“Jungkook can you show it again?” Namjoon asked, moving closer to the screen.
Jungkook nodded and sped the video back to where the clip was supposed to be. When Jungkook got to where the clip was last time, he was met instead with videos of the concert. Jungkook frowned with confusion as he continued speeding the video to the end. Not once did the previous mysterious clips appear.
“Where’d they go?” Jungkook wondered.
Jungkook re winded through all the videos again but found nothing.
“T-They’re... they’re gone...” Jungkook said in disbelief, passing the camera to Namjoon. Namjoon’s fingers quickly went through all the videos too but found nothing either.
“No that can’t be... that’s our only clue of what might have happened....” Namjoon whispered out, his eyes darting through all of the camera’s storage.
Just as Namjoon put the camera down and turned it off, everyone stilled in the room as they heard a soft rustling from the bed.
“W-Where am I,” you groaned out, sitting in bed. Your eyes met all seven males as you became conscious. Flashes of the memories from just a few hours ago played in your mind immediately. Pain and anger quickly surged through your veins as you quickly threw the covers off of you.
“You all are sick.... playing with me like I’m just some toy last night.... fucking sick...” you softly spat out, getting out of bed and making a beeline to the room’s door.
Upon realizing that you meant the woman that was randomly in the room a few hours ago when the boys woke up, Jimin was quick to block the door.
“No no Y/n, it wasn’t what it seemed. We promise. Please let us explain...” Jimin blurted out, his body blocking the entrance.
You ignored his comment as you tried pushing past Jimin. Jimin quickly wrapped his arms around you as he tried to hold you in place. You began to squirm and push against his chest.
“Let me go!” you yelled, using all your force to get him off.
“Please Y/n, we can explain everything, please...” Seokjin said, walking closer to you.
You continued to struggle but your energy was being drained fast. Soon enough you were just a ball of tears, all your emotions erupting at once.
“Oh god please no, please don’t cry sweetheart,” Hoseok said, his heart constricting in response to your tears.
You continued to cry more, letting out all the tears you kept from the past two months. You felt so alone those past two months and it really emotionally pained you to be away from all seven members.
As you continued to cry, the boys were quickly became aware of all their eyes switching colors to their unstable mode and staying that way. They all felt the air begin to buzz with different elements of nature.
“Hey guy.... cut it out....” Jimin said, aware of the atmosphere changing. He was still holding your sobbing body, his heart nearly bursting from pain. Upon hearing another sob come from you, Jimin’s body also weakened and he ended up on his knees, you still being cradled in his arms.
All the other six members had also ended up on the floor, a few writhing on the ground due to the pain that erupted through their entire body.
“Shit... it must be the bond that we left uncompleted.... it’s making us all unstable now,” Namjoon gritted out, his eyes closed as another wave of pain over took his body.
Another pulse of pain sent all seven males into a groaning mess. They felt like their heart was being torn up.
“Please don’t cry Y/n, please....” Jimin softly whispered to you in pain. He held you close to him because it was the only way he could alleviate some of the pain he was experiencing.
“I-I’m sorry.... Ii’s- It’s just been so tough without you all here for t-the past two months, and w-what I heard last night j-just really broke me... a-and I know I should h-hear you guys out, but m-my emotions got in the way...” you sniffled out, your tears beginning to slow down.
No words could describe how much guilt they felt for putting you through those two months of pain.
Once your tears settled into only sniffles, the males were able to finally regain control of their body. They all moved to sit around you and Jimin, ready to explain themselves.
“Are you still okay with us explaining ourselves or do you want so more time love?” Taehyung asked, reaching over to smooth your hair down.
“I’m ready right now,” you managed out, your voice slightly sore from sobbing earlier.
“Okay this is going to sound extremely terrible but all seven of us don’t have a single recollection of our memories from the past two months...” Namjoon started.
“We’ve only regained our conscious back when we woke up today. We had no clue who that woman was, but we can assure you that nothing intimate happened between her and us. Namjoon checked her memories and it showed nothing,” Seokjin chimed in, his voice spoken in a soft whisper because he was afraid that even the smallest noise could hurt you right now.
“But..... how is that possible? You guys were on tour and everything. You were all still performing as usual and....”
“We’re not sure. We tried looking through Jungkook’s camera but it showed no evidence besides some mysterious clip. All it showed were some clips of angel wings and feathers and stuff, “ Yoongi mentioned, his eyes glancing at the abandoned camera laying on the ground a few feet away.
“But for some reason, those off clips were removed from the device within a second. We still don’t understand them and how they went missing so fast,” Hoseok said, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
“How do I know you all aren’t just lying to me...”
“Because you’re our -” mate. Jungkook frowned once he remembered that it was near impossible to say anything about you being their mate without their voices cracking.
“Because I’m your..?” you repeated back, your head tilted in confusion.
“Because you’re our only reason to live on this earth. We could go anywhere in the world, but we want to always stay by your side because you feel like home. You are our home,” Jimin softly said, finishing the sentence for Jungkook. Jimin’s arms still delicatly surrounded you, providing you a comfortable feeling of warmth.
“We really can’t explain it further than this Y/n.... this is all we can piece together. We’re sorry......”
“We understand if you don’t believe us, but please know we would never intentionally hurt you. We would rather have the world collapse than be forced to hurt you....”
All seven boys had their head tilted down in guilt and pain. They wished so badly to be able to know what really happened, to be able to explain everything, but they had nothing to go off of.
You looked around and felt your heart constrict at the sight before you. It was a scene of seven broken males who were lost.
Logically, you knew you shouldn’t easily believe their reasoning, but at the same time, a part of you knew they really were telling the truth.
“None of this makes sense..... but I’ll trust you. Please don’t make me regret this decision...” you softly said, causing all seven boys to look up in surprise.
Before you could say anything more, you were being ambushed by all the members. Soft butterfly kisses were being placed all over your face, and you felt your body being hugged tightly.
An airy laugh escaped from you before you could help it.
You felt like you were finally home.
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- a month later-
“Hurry up guys! You all are so slow!” Jungkook yelled as he ran down the beach, you clinging onto his back for dear life.
“Wait Jungkook slow down! You might trip,” you yelled as your arms wrapped themselves against Jungkook more.
Jungkook just laughed at your warning as he began to spin you around.
You closed your eyes and let out a small scream for help. In a matter of seconds, you found yourself in the arms of someone else. You slowly peeled your eyes open to come face to face with Hoseok. He smiled down with you before placing a small kiss on the tip of your nose.
“You called for help, princess?” He chuckled out as he continued carrying you to one of the beach seats.
You all were taking a quick break on a private island, the day before their big concert in Korea, and it was an amazing time of your life. The boys finished their rehearsal early and decided to steal you away to a small vacation before the concert tomorrow.
You let out a small chuckle as your replied.
“Thank you my dashing prince,” you jokingly said, wrapping your arms around Hoseok’s neck. You placed a small kiss on his cheek and immediately saw him begin to blush.
You began to laugh more as you noticed the dust of rose that appeared on his cheeks.
“Is that a blush I see right there?” you laughed out, enjoying how shy Hoseok got from the kiss you gave him.
“Uhh I have no clue what you’re talking about, uhhh look over there! Birds!” Hoseok quickly said, trying to distract you. As he did that, he was quick to place you down on the beach chair before disappearing to chase Jungkook.
You laughed to yourself as you settled under the shade from the umbrella placed near the beach chair. A few seconds later, you saw another chair appearing next to you. Yoongi quickly settled in the vacant spot and threw you a lazy grin.
“Hey beauitful, mind if I join you under the shade?” Yoongi asked.
“Hmm... you might have a small price to pay in order to sit there,” you joked back, meeting the soft gaze of Yoongi’s.
“And what would that be?” Yoongi said, leaning over to you, his face coming extremely close to yours. His eyes flickered down to your lips before going back to your eyes.
“A kiss,” you replied back, a smile blossoming onto both you and Yoongi’s face.
Yoongi didn’t hesitate before he placed his lips softly against yours. He leaned back and stared adoringly at you.
“Hold still for a second my muse, I also have a small gift for you,” he said. You watched as he held out his palm and began to summon crystals to appear from thin air. In seconds, a beautiful tropical flower made of soft blue ice crystals appeared. You blushed a little as Yoongi moved forward to place the flower in your hair.
“It shouldn’t melt or anything so it’ll help keep you a little cool under the sun,” he softly murmured, pushing some of your hair out of your face.
Just as you were about to go in for another kiss, the sound of Seokjin’s laughter got louder. Soon after, you heard Namjoon groan in response to Seokjin’s pun.
You smiled to yourself as you looked behind you to see both males walking over to where you were, each carrying a beach chair of their own.
“Y/N! Come listen to this great pun I just said! It’s hilarious!” Soekjin said upon noticing you gazing at him.
He began to quicken his pace as he neared you. In a matter of seconds, Seokjin had lifted you bridal style off of your chair as he whispered the pun to you. Instantly you were laughing in response. Seokjin’s face lit up immediately at the sound of your laughter. Soon he began to pepper butterfly kisses all over your face.
“Wait, Jin! That tickles!” you playfully yelled out, trying to avoid the onslaught of kisses.
Just as Soekjin was about to begin another round of kisses, Namjoon lifted you from Jin’s arms and placed you back on your chair.
“I can’t believe you actually found his pun funny,” Namjoon chuckled out, pushing some of your hair out of your face.
“Oh come on Joonie, it was pretty funny, “ you laughed out, placing both of your hands on his cheeks. Your fingers began to poke at the dimples that appeared as Namjoon smiled upon hearing you call him Joonie.
“Hmm... okay I’ll admit it was a bit funny. Just don’t tell Jin that,” Namjoon chuckled out, leaning forward to place a kiss on your forehead, followed by your cheeks, then quickly pecking your lips.
“Your secret is safe with me,” you replied, staring lovingly into his hazel brown eyes.
“Hey Namjoon! Move your lazy butt and come over here and help me carry the cooler!” Seokjin yelled as he attempted to drag the blue box across the sand.
Namjoon smiled to himself as he shook his head in amusement. He placed one more kiss on the top of your head before moving to help Seokjin. You glanced over to see how Yoongi was doing, but ended up smiling to yourself as you saw him passed out on the chair, his hat covering part of his face.
You leaned back in your chair and closed your eyes, enjoying the sounds of the ocean. However your mind was quickly taken away from the sounds when you felt someone covering your eyes.
“Guess whooooo?” Taehyung said, trying to hold in his laughter.
“Tae, I know it’s you because of your voice,” you giggled out, moving his hands away as you looked behind your chair. Taehyung gave you a sheepish grin before moving to stand in front of you. He held out his hand, and you reached up to hold it in response.
“Come on princess, lets go to the ocean for a bit,” Taehyung said, sending you a wink as he pulled you to your feet.
You gave him a big smile as you felt him tug you to the ocean, your feet sinking slightly into the warm sand. After a few steps, Taehyung paused, his head still facing the ocean.
“Tae, is there something wr-”
Quickly, Taehyung had turned around and threw you over his shoulder, laughing loudly as you screamed in surprise.
“Kim Taehyung, put me down so I can kick your butt for scaring me!” You playfully yelled, your body dangling down Taehyung’s back.
Taehyung laughed at your statement before giving your butt a small smack as he continued walking.
“No can do baby girl, I got to get you to the ocean before I can put you down. The sand is super hot and could burn your feet,” Taehyung chuckled out. Just as he reached the part of the beach where the water met sand, he finally put you down, a boxy grin already on his face. You tried to pretend to be mad at him, but you couldn’t help the smile that made its way on to your lips. As you were about to say something, you felt the cold water of the ocean crash against your feet.
You yelped at the sudden cold feeling and instinctively clung to Taehyung. Taehyung chuckled at your reaction and wrapped his arms around you in a protective manner. He dipped his head down to plant a kiss in the crook of your neck.
“It’s okay sweetheart, I got you. Nothing will hurt you as long as I’m here,” he softly whispered, planting another kiss on your neck. You shivered as his deep voice reached your ears, your mind becoming distracted from the cold water that splashed at your feet.
You both pulled apart and stared at each other with indescribable adoration. Just as Taehyung leaned in to kiss you upon your lips, he quickly pulled back as he felt water being sprayed against his back.
Taehyung quickly whipped around to meet the gaze of a terrified Jungkook. Jungkook held a water gun in his arms as he threw a sheepish grin at Taehyung, fear radiating from him.
“Jungkook, you better start running now!” Taehyung scolded out, already sprinting towards a terrified Jungkook.
Jungkook quickly threw his water gun down, darting back up to shore while Taehyung was close on his trail.
A soft laugh escaped from you as you watched the scene. While you were entertained by the scene of the two males running around, Jimin had secretly appeared behind you, his hair slightly damp from the ocean. His arms slowly wrapped around you, surprising you in the process. You couldn’t help the grin that appeared on your face when you realized whose hands were holding you against their chest. No words were said as the salty ocean wind wrapped around the both of you. Jimin hid his face in your neck, whispering how much he loves you.
“Want to see a magic trick?” Jimin whispered into your ear, softly nipping your earlobe in the process.
You nodded in response to his question, leaning your back into his chest more as the ocean breeze picked up slightly.
Jimin smiled and wrapped his hands closer around you. He then raised one hand and motioned the water to move, and the ocean responded to his wishes quickly. He then moved his hands in such a way that created a dome of water that encased the both of you. You were mesmerized at the fishes and crabs that flowed in the water that Jimin controlled. You leaned forward as you tried to touch a fish, but the fish was a little faster than your hand. You let out a small chuckle as you saw the tiny fish dart around the dome of water.
Jimin gently moved his fingers and managed to trap the fish you were looking at into a ball of water that was separate from the dome. He moved it and brought it closer to you. You were in awe at the beautiful colors that glowed off the fish.
Just as Jimin was about to do another trick with the water, Namjoon called from the shore.
“Food is ready! Come and get it!”
“You hungry my love?” Jimin asked, returning all of the water back to the ocean.
“Yeah, we should head to shore soon,” you replied, turning around to face Jimin, you arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.
He sent you a flirtatious smirk before grabbing your waist and lifting you up. He wrapped your legs around his waist and carried you all the way to shore. As he walked, he placed kisses upon your cheek, adoring how you blushed at each kiss you received.
Once you both reached the shore, you joined the others and had a big feast. It was one of the best times in your life, you felt.
At the end of the feast, all eight of you had climbed the truck that you guys drove in to arrive on this spot on the island. The sun was close to setting, but it hadn’t gone down just yet. All seven males surrounded you, providing you with warmth and love. They all were joking around and discussing the funny mistakes they have done while practicing for concerts. You laughed along as Jungkook was being teased by his elders.
“Oh shoot, I left my Polaroid camera on the picnic bench,” Taehyung quickly said, his eyes squinting as he stared at the table that was a few meters away from the truck.
“I can go get it, I left my sunglasses there too,” you offered, already moving off the truck before the others could interject.
“Wait, are you sure princess, one of can go get it instead,” Seokjin said, his eyes furrowed with worry as you slid off the truck and onto the soft sand.
“Mhm, it’s not that far so I’ll be okay,” you said, sending all seven males a heart stopping smile. You quickly turned around and made your way to the picnic bench, grabbing the camera and sunglasses.
As you made you turned around, you saw all seven males still chatting away on the truck with their backs to you, the sun still bright and strong in the sky. It was a perfect picture moment.
Hmm I don’t think Taehyung will mind if i used the camera once
You raised the camera to your eye and steadied your hand. A slow breath left you as you snapped the photo, the clicking sound of the camera being camouflaged by the sounds of the ocean waves. You watched as the photo was released from the device, the image slowly being developed before your eyes. The final picture was simple but it was perfect to you. You tucked the photo away into your pocket and continued your way to the boys.
The rest of the day was spend upon the truck, watching the sun set as the sky began to fill with stars. Each member took their turn in pointing out constellations in the sky and making new ones up. It was a beautiful and unforgettable day for you. Soon sleep had began to overtake you, and the boys became aware of that. They all piled into the truck, Hoseok carrying into the back seat so you could sleep. They headed back to the private jet waiting for them about a mile or two down the island shore.
Within an hour or two, all eight of you had arrived at the same hotel you had all first met in. The same room was rented out again, and it was as if nothing had really changed from the last time they were there, The gold decor still shined on the walls and tables, the curtains drawn back to reveal the moon shining bright in the sky.
Jungkook had carried your sleeping body from the car and into the hotel. He brought you to a room they decided would be yours for the night. He carefully tucked you in before pressing a delicate kiss upon your forehead. He whispered a good night before closing your door behind him, heading to the room he would be sharing with Taehyung for the night.
The entire hotel room was quiet as the next day soon began.
You woke up due to the sounds of chairs being moved and footsteps running around.
You turned your head to the side to look at the clock.
9:00 AM
You looked around at your surrounding and soon realized you were back at the hotel that you had first met the boys at. Your eyes landed on the small porcelain figurine that sat on the bed side table. It was the crouching angle with the wings wrapped around itself. This time, however, all feathers of the wings were painted gold.
Hmm they must have fixed the scratches and painted it
You got out of bed and looked outside to see what was going on. When you sleepy entered the living room area, you were met with all the boys running around, trying to get their clothes in bags.
“Uhh morning?” you squeaked out, watching as Jimin and Yoongi nearly run into each other.
You were met with a chorus of cheerful good mornings, each male sending you their signature smile.
“We’re heading to the arena in an hour or so. You should get ready too, you’re going to be back stage for this concert,” Namjoon said, sending you a quick wink.
“Oh, I’m going to be with you guys this concert?” you asked back, surprised at the sudden invitation.
“Yup, we need our good luck charm with us,” Taehyung said, sliding past you and planting a kiss on your cheek as he headed down the hall.
You chuckled and headed back to your room, quickly diving for your small duffel bag of clothes in search of something to wear. As you were getting ready, you noticed something fall out of your pocket. It was the picture from yesterday. You smiled down at the photo before tucking it away in the pocket of the jeans you were going to wear to the concert.
Within an hour, everyone in the hotel room was ready to go. You were extremely excited because this was going to be your second ever time seeing a BTS concert. and this time you got to be back stage with all seven of them.
Everyone quickly made their way out of the hotel room and to the van waiting outside for them. The trip to the arena was short, and from the moment the boys stepped out of the van, they were being ushered quickly to hair and makeup. You were guided to one of the waiting rooms filled with snacks, drinks, and a TV. Some of the boys would occasionally pop in when it wasn’t their turn to get dressed or have their hair done, usually just cuddling with you until they had to rush out again.
Soon, it was time for the boys to begin their concert. You were brought to a special private spot behind stage where you could see where the boys would be performing. The crowd was cheering loud, and you couldn’t help but smile at how proud you were of all seven males.
Your smile widened as you saw all of the members appear before you, dressed in dazzling outfits.
“May we get a quick good luck kiss before we go perform my dear princess?” Seokjin asked, taking your hand and kissing the back of it.
You laughed at his request and nodded yes in response to his question. You gave each one a kiss on the cheek, whispering a good luck to each one as they received their kiss.
Before you knew it, all seven males were out on stage, beginning the concert. The crowd was going wild, and the lights were flashing. You thought you saw the slight illumination of the silhouette of the wings for the members, but you couldn’t tell because it disappeared as soon as it appeared. Each male stood on stage with a strong and confident aura radiating off of them. They really did look like angels on stage.
The concert came to an end around 12:30 AM, the lights dimming as they finished the final note of Let Go. It was a beautiful scene, the lights shinning on the seven boys, their skin glistening under the flashing lights. It was like an unforgettable scene.
You and the boys made your way back to the hotel under the shadows of the night, The full moon was shining bright in the sky, glimmering alongside the stars. All seven males were exhausted from the concert, but they were proud of the performance they gave.
“Do you all want to maybe watch a movie when we get back?” Jimin suggested as you all rode the elevator to the seventh floor.
All the others murmured in agreement, liking the idea of maybe all spending the night in the living room together.
The elevator’s metal doors slid open to reveal the dimmed hallway, the elegant decorations on the wall still glimmering. Within a few minutes, all eight of you were sprawled all over the living room, a Netflix movie being played. You sat on Taehyung’s lap, curled up to him as you watched the movie. Jungkook and Hoseok sat on the ground right in front of you, their heads leaned back so thay you could play with their hair whenever you wanted to. Yoongi sat to the left of Taehyung, letting you absentmindedly play with the rings on his hand from time to time. Jimin was on the right side of Taehyung, his hands often playing with your hair as he watched the movie. Namjoon sat to the left of Yoongi while Seokjin was on the right of Jimin. Both would often steal glances at you when you weren’t looking, admiring the beautiful moonlight against your skin.
Through two thirds of the movie, you had begun to fall asleep against Taehyung, your eyes barely keeping open. Soon enough, your head began to droop, and all seven males took quick note of that. Taehyung began to sing a little of Spring Day, in hopes to help you fall asleep faster. The others were quick to join in as they saw the lullaby working on you. Quickly, your eyes fluttered close as your breaths evened. All members stared at your sleeping form and couldn’t help the happiness that filled their minds. Namjoon quickly turned off the movie and silently communicated to the others that it would best to sleep now too.
The others nodded in agreement before closing their eyes, letting sleep finally take over. The full moon slipped behind clouds and left the living room in a blanket of delicate shadows, nothing moving as the night continued.
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The bright sun shone through the room, causing you to stir awake. You slowly peeled your eyes open to reveal the hotel living room. Your vision began to clear and you found yourself gazing at the angel statue sitting on the table, the same one you saw earlier on your bed side. The gold feathers glistened under the sun’s ray, causing a small rainbow to be splayed upon the table. You sat up and looked around, confused at why the other boys weren’t near by. You looked around and saw the place was kept clean and tidy, no more clothes laying all over the floor from the previous day when the members were rushing around to prepare for the concert.
You got up and checked the hallway to see if any of the members were there. You called out for each of them, but were met with silence. You frowned at the realization that no shoes besides yours littered the front door. You pulled out your phone to try to call Namjoon, but your number didn’t go through, the robotic voice saying that the number you were trying to reach isn’t in service.
You looked around, but there was no clue or indication of where the boys went. Your train of thought was broken when you heard the sound of the room’s door handle being toyed with. You quickly rushed to the door in hopes that it might be one of the members, but instead you were met with one of the cleaning ladies.
“Oh, I’m sorry madam, I thought no one was in here,” the woman said, bowing her head slightly as she moved her cleaning cart away from the entrance.
“Wait, have you seen seven tall males come out of this room yet?” you asked, walking up to the woman.
She frowned at you and said that no one has checkout yet today. You thanked her for her help and told her that you would be gone from the room in half an hour. She nodded at your response and left the hotel room, closing the door behind her. You quickly ran to your room to pack up. You opened the door the reveal your duffel bag sitting upon a neatly made bed. It was as if no one had ever been in there. You looked inside the duffel bag to see all your belongings sitting inside. You frowned in confusion.
I don’t remember packing
You ignored the thought and quickly rushed out of the hotel. When you made it to the parking lot, you realized that your car wasn’t with you. Since the boys had driven you here last night, you decided to use a taxi to get to head to the dorms.
Where the hell are they? Why would they leave without telling me
You were irritated to say the least, but more worried at the fact that Namjoon didn’t answer his call. He always answers no matter what.
You thanked the taxi driver before stepping out of the vehicle. You stepped onto the concrete sidewalk before looking up at the building. You frowned as you noticed the name of the building was different from what you usually remember.
Am I in the right place? No, this is the place. I know it,
You headed towards the parking garage and approached the lock door. You shuffled through your duffel bag and pulled out the apartment key the boys had given you a long time ago. You tried to fit it into the lock, but it wouldn’t fit.
Did they change the lock recently?
You frowned, but attempted again only to fail. You stood there for a few seconds before deciding to try to call the other members and Namjoon again.
Fifteen minutes and seven robotic messages saying the number you called was out of service later, you found yourself still standing in front of the garage door, a slight panic starting to fill your mind.
Where the hell are they?
You decided to take a taxi home after that and hopefully clear your mind a little so you could figure out where the boys were. You took a shower the minute you got home. As you undressed, you realized something was still in your pocket. You pulled it out to reveal the picture from the beach the other day. The picture only showed the back of each male, but you could easily tell who was who. You smiled at the picture before placing it on your bed and continuing on into the shower.
Once you finished showering, you pulled out your laptop, sitting on your bed as you opened the device.
Hmm, usually they post on social media about where they are. Maybe I can check that to see where they are.
You pulled up google and searched up the BTS twitter, but you frowned in confusion when google provided you only with links to behind the scene videos of various video creators. You tried searching up BTS, but again, nothing but behind the scene recommendation videos appeared.
You pulled up your YoutTube subscription and searched for the BigHit channel, but found nothing. At this point, you felt panic finally starting to settle into your bloodstream. You continually searched on google for them, but nothing appeared. When you searched up their full names, nothing appeared. There were no google results for each member.
You quickly pulled out your phone and dialed one of your co workers, your throat starting to become constricted at the confusion that was making you panic.
“Hey Y/n, was up? You usually don’t call on the weekends,” your coworker said, their static voice being emitted from your phone.
“Uh quick question, you know who BTS is right? Do you happen to know why there are no search results about them on google?” you asked, your mind rushing with thoughts.
“BTS? You mean like ‘Behind the Scenes’?” your coworker said, a hint of confusion in their voice.
“No no, the boy band you know? The really famous ones that have been holding world tours and everything like that?”
“Uhh, I don’t recall any band with the name BTS. Are they new or something?” your coworker asked, still sounding confused.
Each response you were getting back only made you more panicked.
“Uh that’s okay, never mind. Just ignore what I was asking. Thank you,”
“Yeah no problem Y/n, feel free to call again anytime,” your corworker said before hanging up.
You sat in your room in silence as you tried to sort through your thoughts.
They couldn’t have just disappeared like that. It’s impossible. They were here.
You quickly pulled out your phone and headed for your photo gallery.
Photos. I should have photos of them. They were real. I swear.
You opened the gallery only to reveal that there was no trace of them, Nothing.
No no no this can’t be.
Tears began to well up in your eye as you continually scrolled through the photos you had. Not a single photo indicated anything related to BTS. Nothing.
You couldn’t help the sob that soon racked your body. You were confused and so lost. You didn’t have anyone to hold you this time as the tears came down your face. Your dropped your phone on the bed and tried to stop your tears by wiping them with your hands but they just wouldn’t stop.
They were here, I swear. I loved them so much, they wouldn’t just leave like this.
An hour passed and your sobs soon turned to sniffles. Your vision began to clear as the tears slowed, your room beginning to darken as the sun started setting. You looked around you for some tissues but paused when you saw the small Polaroid photo still sitting on the bed. You shakily reached over and brought it closer in your field of vision. There, sitting upon the truck with their back to the camera, was the seven males. You smiled at the memory.
This is all I have of them at the moment....
You couldn’t help as another overwhelming wave of emotions overtook your body again. You cried again until you couldn’t anymore, fatigue finally overtaking you. You fell asleep unknowingly, the Polaroid picture still held in you hand. It was your last evidence that they were real.
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Half a year passed, Autumn went and Winter had arrived with full force. You had spent the first three months asking friends around about BTS, hoping one of them would understand who you were talking about, but their responses revealed they had no clue who BTS were. You spent every night of the first month without the seven males crying yourself to sleep. You felt like half your heart was gone. It was so difficult to carry on in life without them. But time soon passed, and as the winter breeze arrived in Korea, you slowly began to give up on your search for the seven males you had come to love in the past. You kept that Polaroid photo you took at the beach with you everywhere you went, just as a small reminder that the love you experienced was real. You learned to fall back into the regular flow of work life again, but you always felt like you were missing something important in life.
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It’s now been seven months since BTS had disappeared from your life and the world. It’s been three months since you’ve given up your search.
It was another regular work day for you, and it was one of the coldest days of the month. Winter this year was a lot harsher than the previous years. You had bundled yourself in a red coat, a scarf wrapped around your neck to keep you warm.
You glanced at your clock and realized you were running a little late. You grabbed your wallet and keys from the wardrobe top, about to make a rush for the door when you saw something flutter to the floor. You stopped and picked it up. It was the Polaroid photo. You kept it in your wallet so you always had it with you wherever you went. A small bittersweet smile graced your lips as you gazed down at the picture. Your could still vividly remember the moment you took the photo in your head.
Kim Seokjin, Kim Namjoon, Jung Hoseok, Min Yoongi, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook
You recited their names as you your eyes flickered to every figure in the picture.
I still haven’t forgotten your names
You stared a little bit longer before placing the photo on the wardrobe top, opening your wallet to slide the photo back in. You paused for a second as you stared at the photo again. You looked down at your wallet before closing it, sliding it into your purse nearby. You walk back to the wardrobe and picked the Polaroid back up. A sigh left you as you leaned the Polaroid against one of the picture frames on the wardrobe instead of putting it back in the wallet.
I’m ready to let go, but I’ll never forget
You quickly grabbed your purse and keys and headed for the door, the cold winter breeze meeting you as you prepared to step out. You looked back at the Polaroid one more time from a distance before heading out. locking the door behind you.
Your feet softly crunched against the snow that thinly coated the ground. The sound of birds chirping and the sound of the city filled the silence. As your feet dragged to your car, you glanced up at the small snowflakes that littered the morning sky. You smiled as one landed on your lips. You paused slightly as you saw a small feather fall from the sky alongside the snowflakes. it was small and white, its beautiful shine creating the illusion of a rainbow. It fell slowly and landed on your open hand. You toyed and twisted the feather in your hand before letting it continue its descent to the ground where it was camouflaged among the snowflakes again.
You got into your car and made your way to work again, a content smile graced on your lips and you started your day.
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Hiya, I’m adding this quick post to help me keep an idea of any quick one shots I can do when I’m in a writer’s block phase ^_^ I’ll slowly add on ideas when they come to me. Feel free to send me your opinons on any ideas I have
———soulmate AU (Poly!Bts x reader): you share the same heart beat with your soulmate in this world, but you just so happen to sync up with seven soulmates. Maybe they find you when a large multi-car crash happens and they all can see your heart monitor in the same room? a cute fluff story might be them sensing you have a nightmare at night due to your heartbeat and them panicking and running to you? Wonder what happens if one soulmate’s heartbeat dies?
———-Mafia AU (Poly!Bts x reader): (I hope to make this a series sometime later, it’s might be the brother version of Tell me Your Lies) demon BTS running an underground mafia in Seoul. An angsts scene will be them being forced to watch you possibly get tortured and them not being able to do anything? Taehyung might have to be held down by his other members as he tries to scramble towards you? He’s breaking down and screaming? All of them sobbing, some are angry? Namjoon falling to his knees as he cries cause he feels hopeless and can’t help you (the mighty leader brought to his knees)? Stuff like that, I like angst
Six pairs of footsteps bounded down the hallway and towards the dorm door. The sound of their ragged breathing filled the hallway as one of them jabbed the key into the handle, quickly slamming the door open. They were met with a dark and silent living room being illuminated by a blanket of moonlight.
Each male’s footstep pattern turned into a predator-like style, each foot leaving little to no sound behind as they all headed towards the same destination. Their footsteps slowed to a stop as they approached a door with loose pieces of paper sticking out from underneath. Simultaneously, their eyes shifted colors as their shoulders visibly tensed underneath their clothing.
Namjoon slowly wrapped his fingers around the handle before gently prying the door open. All six members’s eyes widen as they saw the tornado like room. Their eyes immediately landed on the two bodies that peacefully laid on the queen sized bed. In a flash, Hoseok strode forward and pulled Taehyung’s body from yours, dropping his drowsy form straight onto the floor. You quickly jolted awake from the sudden movement and sat up in bed, your eyes widened with confusion and surprise as you notice the other six members had finally come home.
Every male beside Taehyung became frozen to their spot as they took in your form. The bed sheets had pooled around your waist to reveal your upper body clad in only a deep royal red bra. Their eyes immediately darkened as they continued to hungrily stare at your form. The silence was broken when Jimin quickly grabbed Taehyung’s body and slammed it against the floor with anger.
“You asshole, we all fucking agreed that we would all be her damn first! You selfish bastard!” Jimin angrily yelled out, his fist tightening around Taehyung’s shirt. Taehyung angrily stared back at Jimin as his eyes quickly darkened in color. Seokjin made a move to interfere with the altercation but paused when he heard your soft and pleading voice.
“Wait!! I promise you he didn’t do anything. He just laid here with me, please dont hurt each other,” you whimpered out, unconsciously gripping the silk sheets closer to yourself out of a protective instinct you’ve built over the few months being there at the dorms.
Taehyung let out a low growl as he pried Jimin’s fingers from his shirt. Both males stared each other down as they stood up, a silent conversation passing between the two. A few more seconds passed before they broke eye contact, both males seeming to have calmed down now. Each of the sevens members turned their focus back on to you, their intense gazes setting your skin on fire. A slow blush began to creep up upon your cheeks as you came to realize how little clothing you had on underneath the sheets. Yoongi quickly strode to one of your drawers, pulling out a large oversized shirt. He handed it to you as he gestured for all the guys to turn around to give you some privacy. You quickly slid the large shirt on and quietly told them that they cold turn around.
Namjoon quickly cleared his throat as he turned around, his eyes darting around the room. “So… uh…… we have some bad news baby girl,” Namjoon quietly said, his eyes still wandering around the room.
“We have to leave for the tour earlier than we thought….” he muttered out, pain subtly laced behind his voice.
“When do you guys have to leave?” You questioned, looking up at Namjoon with doe like eyes. “…..tomorrow,” he replied, his voice beginning to waver.
“Oh…” was the only reply you managed out. “For how long?” You quickly asked, hoping that their reply would alleviate the pain that was creeping around your heart.
Namjoon remained silent as he switched his gaze to one of the members. Hoseok cleared his throat as he replied with “ three months.”
Your heart became enveloped with panic and pain at the thought of being gone from all seven males for that long. Three months didn’t seem that long but being separated from all of the members for that long would tear you apart. Tears began to accumulate along the corners of your eyes, your emotions beginning to roll into a large messy ball.
At the sight of the shimmering tear beginning to fall upon your cheek, all seven boys instinctively became alarmed and heartbroken. “Oh baby girl, please please don’t cry,” Yoongi pleaded as he approached you, carefully sitting down on the bed and pulling you into his lap, making sure to keep your body covered by the covers. His warm embrace seemed to only encourage more tears to fall.
“I-I’m sorry, m-my emotions are a-all over the place, I’m s-sorry,” you softly sniffled out, curling into Yoongi’s embrace. “No, don’t apologize princess, we understand,” Seokjin gently said while he slowly got in the bed too, grabbing your hand and pressing a soft and electrifying kiss on the back of it. He sent a comforting smile your way as he adoringly admired you.
“It’s okay baby girl, your emotions are probably running wild because of the-“ mate bond. Namjoon frowned as he was once again reminded of how he can’t say anything about mates near you. He quickly cleared his throat before saying “o-of the uh past few weeks and events,” Namjoon quickly explained, his eyes flickering different colors as he saw another tear roll down your cheek.
“We’ll be back in no time, we promise,” Jungkook chimed in as he sat on the bed and took you from Yoongi’s warm embrace. He wrapped his arms securely around your waist as he pressed a loving kiss on your forehead. The warmth radiating from his body caused your eyes to flutter shut for a few seconds. Your heart began to flutter as you relaxed into his arms.
“Since tonight is our last night together for a while, how bout we spend the night in the same room? It’ll be fun, kind of like a sleepover?” Jimin suggested, softly smiling as he laid his back on the mattress and turned his head to admire you. You silently nodded, curling further into Jungkook’s embrace. A small smile began to appear upon your face.
“I’ll run into the kitchen and grab some food and a few movies from the living room so we can watch them in here,” Taehyung said, already half way out of the room to get everything.
“I’ll go help him!” Hoseok said, quickly chasing Taehyung down the hallway.
“Well, looks like tonight is going to be a long and fun night,” Namjoon said, flopping down on top of Jimin’s stomach, causing Jimin to groan in pain. A small laugh escaped your lips as you watched Namjoon pretend to sleep while Jimin repeatedly failed to get Namjoon to roll off. The sound of your laughter was a pure blessing to each of them, and they fell even more in love with you.
In a matter of seconds, Hoseok and Taehyung came back into the room and set up the movie and food. They all squeezed onto the bed, having you be in the center of everything. Jungkook held you firmly in his lap as he leaned against the head board. Namjoon sat to the right of Jungkook while Seokjin was on the left. Jimin squeezed in to lay his head on your right thigh while Hoseok laid his head on the left thigh. Taehyung haphazardly threw his body across the other members legs, and Yoongi just lazily laid across Taehyung, using his body as cushion. Visually, the entire scene looked quite uncomfortable, however each member had never been more comfortable in their life until then. They were extremely happy to be near you. The movie was a comedy, so the night was filled with laughter and jokes.
As the movie came to an end, your eyes were already half shut, but you weren’t ready to sleep just yet. “Hey guys?….” you softly whispered over the end credits.
“Hmm?” Yoongi hums out, all members switching their attention from the TV to you.
“Can….can you guys sing me to sleep?” You softly asked, your cheeks turning slightly red as you unconsciously curled into Jungkook’s arms.
“Anything for you love,” Hoseok replied.
All seven members made eye contact before beginning their song. Namjoon’s deep voice rolled softly out the beginning rap for Spring Day. All the other members quickly matched the tempo of their leader. The last few hours of the night were filled with the soft voices of each member singing to Spring Day. As Hoseok and Seokjin harmonized the last words of the song, the room was filled with only your steady even breaths. Your eyes were closed in comfort and you fell into a deep slumber. A few minutes passed in silence as the members savored the few moments of peace with you.
“This has never happened before….” Jungkook quietly mutters out, gazing adoringly at how you’re nuzzled against him.
“….yeah, agreed. With the past mates it was never this…..intense and painful to be separated…” Hoseok softly murmured out.
“But it’s so weird…. we still can’t explain the entire mate thing to her. She must be so confused at all the emotions that are going on,” Jimin said, his eyes filled with worry as he stared up at the ceiling.
“There really is something different this time with the mate cycle. She’s entirely different from the other mates. Everything is more intense and special…. almost like the ending of a story…..” Seokjin noted.
“Maybe she is our final and eternal mate…. she might be our forever mate…” Taehyung suggested, his eyes widening at the idea of that.
“But that’s impossible, she’s a mortal, and from all of the books I’ve read, there is no way to turn her into an immortal,” Namjoon rebutted, his eyebrows furrowing in deep thought.
“But maybe there’s a chance. Everything has been so different from the moment we met her. There’s still hope…” Yoongi quietly commented, his eyes focused on you.
“Let’s save this conversation for another time. We have to wake up early tomorrow, so let’s get some sleep for now,” Seokjin said, slowly closing his eyes as he leaned his head on Jungkooks shoulder.
The other murmured out sounds of agreement as they all fell into a deep slumber. The room was silent except for the soft breathing from you and all seven members. The night sky outside was crisp and calm. The world has never been more peaceful than that night.
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Soft rays of sunlight littered the room as you slowly rose to conscious. You rolled onto your side and curled further into the sheets. As your brain became more aware of your surroundings, you realized no one was near you anymore.
You opened your eyes to notice the room tidy and cleaned up, but empty if any trace that the other boys had been there at night. You heart quickly clenched as you took in your surroundings. Your attention was soon caught by the glowing screen of your phone on the side table.
You hesitantly reached for it and turned the phone to face you. A smile graced your lips as you saw the spam of love messages the boys sent through the group chat right before they got on the plane. Your heart still hurt knowing that you were separated from them, but the sweet messages they sent you alleviated the pain a bit.
As you continuously smiled and scrolled through the chat, your phone quickly lit up with a call from one of your co workers at the day care. Confusion was painted across your face as you answered the call.
“Hello?”
“Y/n!! Where are you hun? I thought you were returning to work today? Unless you’re still sick!? If you’re still sick then feel free to take a few more days off hun!” Your friend said, bombarding you with questions of all sorts.
You lightly laughed as your replied. “I’m just running a little late. I’ll be there in a bit, I promise!”
“Okay! I’ll see you there then hun. Missed you! Bye!”
“Bye!”
You quickly rolled out of bed and grabbed the essentials you needed. As you walked out the room, you noted how empty the dorms were.
Maybe I should stay at my apartment for the time being
You thought to yourself. Being in such a large place without the boys would just make you more sad. You quickly shoved some clothes and other items into a duffel bag as you quickly rushed out the door, heading towards your car.
As you left out of the garage, the sky quickly became a storm, the dark grey clouds bathing the busy city in a blanket of darkness. Your headlights illuminated the dark streets as you made your way to work.
It was going to be a tough three months for both you and the seven members.
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Author’s note: Any idea what might happen while the reader and the boys are separated? I’m hoping to make the next part angsty cause who doesn’t love angst.
Warnings: slight smut (so please don’t read if sexual content makes you feel uncomfortable), angst
Synopsis: Y/n has been in a relationship with all seven boys of BTS for three years now, their relationship carefully kept from social media and the public. They truly love each other, but this time when the boys leave for a tour, they come back changed, and Y/n isn’t sure why.
Author’s note: big warning, what you’re about to read was a random impulsive draft I did at night and so it contains really terrible writing and just trash, but I wanted to post it for fun. Probably going to delete it later, but I’ll go ahead and share it for now. Your thoughts and comments are always welcome and I hope winter break is going well for everyone✨✨💕 (p.s. tell me your lies series is still going on, I’m just stuck at the moment😅 very sorry about the long wait)
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You softly curled into the couch as the tv screen quietly played in the background. You had accidentally fell asleep while waiting for the seven boys to come back from their month long tour. You had missed them dearly and rarely got to talk to them during the month due to their busy schedule.
A soft rattling of keys at the front door jolted you out of your drowsy state and caused you to sit up. You quickly rubbed your eyes as you made your way to the front door. The moment it creaked open on its old hinges, you immediately flung your arms around the person, not needing to look to know who it was.
“Taehyung” you softly sighed out as you gripped onto him.
His arms hesitantly wrapped around you to return the gesture. You quickly stepped back and smiled brightly at the tall male.
“I’ve missed you and the boys so much. I wasn’t sure when you guys would be getting back so I went ahead and cooked everyone’s favorite dish and kept it warm in the oven. The apartment should be clean and I already have a few movies set up for later if you have enough energy, I just really really missed you” you quickly said as you adoringly leaned in for another hug. This time, however, Taehyung made no move to return the gesture. You failed to notice, however, when you realized no one standing behind Taehyung.
“Where are the others? Are they okay?” You said in a confused tone, leaning to look behind Taehyung to see if the boys were still coming down the hallway.
“They uh... had to go to the studio quickly... yeah and it was a last minute call. I just swung by to get a few things that’s all. I’m sorry we can’t stay for dinner y/n. Maybe another time?” Taehyung unsurely said, awkwardly shuffling past you as he tried to go to his room to pick up a few items.
“Oh... okay. I though you guys would be free after the tour, but it’s okay. Uh.. will you guys be free tomorrow afternoon once I come back from work?” You softly said as you followed Taehyung to his room.
“Uhh... we’ll see y/n. We’re very busy this time so we don’t know yet” Taehyung mumbled out as he shuffled through his drawer of clothes. He quickly found what he needed and pocketed it quickly before you could see what it was.
“Okay I’m heading out now, bye, I’ll tell the others you said hi,” Taehyung quickly said as he jogged out of the room and past you.
By the time you turned around, the apartment was once again empty, the door locking into place as Taehyung left.
The familiar empty feeling of the shared apartment settled back in as you sluggishly dragged yourself back to the kitchen. You spent the next few minutes wrapping the dishes up and storing them in the fridge, making sure that everything would remain fresh. You quickly turned off the lights in the kitchen and made your way straight to bed, your heart aching as you longed to see the other boys.
“I hope they’re safe and getting enough sleep,” you softly sighed to yourself as you rolled over and turned the night lamp off, letting the darkness of the night consume you.
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“Okay boys, finally back, and I bought the condoms!” Taehyung yelled out as he entered the studio, a big smirk on his face as the others gave him a round of applause. The boys were scattered around the neon lit room as they relaxed and watched three girls dance in the middle of the room, slowly stripping down and teasing the boys.
“Was y/n asleep?” Namjoon yelled over the loud music, his eyes distracted as one of the girls came over to straddle him and grind her heated core against him.
“Nah, she was up waiting for us, but I just gave her a random excuse and she believed it,” Taehyung replied, throwing a condom at each of the boys as he walked over to an empty couch and settled down to watch the show.
“Good thing she’s oblivious,” Jimin chuckled out as he began to slide a condom on. He stood up from the chair he sat in and made his way over to one of the girls in the middle, turning her around so he could grind himself against her ass, his grip tightening as the girl responded to his touches.
“Okay beautiful ladies, we have all the time in the world and the night is just beginning,” Hoseok smirked out as he waved a finger at one of the girls to come sit on his lap.
“Oh, she wants to meet up again tomorrow. One of y’all can just call her tomorrow and make up another random excuse,” Taehyung chuckled out as he stood up and made his way over to the girl that was slowly sinking down on Jungkook’s cock, a sharp hiss coming out from Jungkook as he gripped the girl’s waist in pleasure.
“I’ll take care of that tomorrow,” Jin mumbled out as he left a trail of bites and nips up one of the girl’s inner thighs, his hands gripping the girl’s shaking thighs as he kept them open and gave her more pleasure.
“At this rate, she’ll never find out about this,” Yoongi smirked out as he trailed his fingers down to the heated core of the girl that sat on Hoseok’s lap. The girl whined as Yoongi teased her, Yoongi chuckling at how her hips lifted up to try to catch Yoongi’s touch.
“Don’t worry princess, you and your friends are gonna have a wonderful time tonight,” Yoongi chuckled out as he began to trail his fingers back down the same path.
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Author’s note: I was bored and still was not sure what to add to the “Tell me Your Lies “ series so I just quickly drafted this up for fun. Might delete it later. Anyways, feel free to send in any thoughts, and I’m really hoping everyone is having a wonderful winter break✨💕
Warning(s): not sure, i guess a little angst? not really tho
Note: further explanations about my long break (and smut scenarios) will be posted in another post, but thank you very much for your patience, it means a lot to me. And also, don’t worry, I don’t plan on discontinuing this series since it’s my first one and I love it very much. I do plan on finishing it and have a plan set up for the ending, it’s just taking some time for me to figure out the middle of the story. Thank you again so much for the support and I hope you will understand the slow rate at which I post. I hope that my writing continues to improve and that you all will enjoy this story. I’m also sorry this part maybe a little odd and confusing. It’s been a while since I’ve had time to write so it took some time for me to get back in the flow. Thank you again for still supporting me, I love you all <3
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
Strong arms gripped you as you slept, the morning sun barely slipping past the closed shades. Jimin was awake, but he wasn’t ready to move, he wanted to hold you for as long as he could.
A loud and rapid knock on the door jolted Jimin out of his daydream and caused an irritated expression to appear upon his face
He hated being interrupted during his alone time with you, so he was pissed to say the least. He grumbled a few curse words silently as he rolled off the bed, making sure not to disturb you. His footsteps barely made a noise as he slipped out the door, ready to glare at who disturbed him.
“Okay okay before you start complaining, I’m just doing whatever Namjoon told me to do, which is to make sure you’re awake and tell you to get dressed. Namjoon said BangPD needs us in the studio today to talk about something and it’s urgent” Taehyung quickly said, already sensing the irritation that rolled off Jimin’s body.
“What about Y/n?”
“Let her sleep, she might still be recovering from yesterday,” Taehyung said, his eyebrows furrowed in worry.
“Is it really that urgent?” Jimin pressed, hoping to have more time to hold you.
“Yeah, Namjoon was pretty stressed after getting the call from BangPD.”
“…..fine I’ll get ready soon, but-“ Jimin was cut off as the door behind him creaked open, your drowsy form stumbling out of the entrance. Your eyes were shut as you rubbed at them, confusion written on your face. One of your eyes peeked open to see both Jimin and Taehyung’s gazes fixed on you.
“Good morning,” you quietly mumbled out, struggling to stand straight. Jimin quickly noticed that and encased you in his embrace, his irritated face transforming into one of affection.
“Why are you up, baby girl?”
“I got cold and heard your voice coming from the other side of the door,” you said, your voice muffled as you leaned into Jimin’s chest.
“I’m sorry baby girl, why don’t you go back to bed and get some sleep? The boys and I got an urgent call to go back to the studio today. You can spend the rest of the day resting,” Jimin suggested, pulling you in closer as he saw you start to shiver.
“We won’t be gone for too long, little flower, we should be back in time to take you out for lunch,” Taehyung informed, his deep voice making you sleepier.
You silently yawned and nodded your head, mumbling out an okay as you snuggled further into Jimin’s embrace. Taehyung’s deep chuckle echoed through the hallway as he saw you get sleepier.
“I’ll carry her back to bed, Jimin, you go and get dressed. We’ll leave once you’re done,” Taehyung said, his eyes still fixed on you. Jimin looked down at your sleepy form, tightening his grip around you. He wasn’t ready to let go of you yet, but he knew that he and the others were in a rush today. Jimin let out a soft sigh before gently guiding you into Taehyung’s grasp. Taehyung quickly picked you up bridal style and made his way around Jimin and back into the bedroom, the door softly clicking shut. Jimin stood still in the hallway for a few seconds before finally moving back to his room to go get changed. He missed you already.
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As Taehyung carried you back into the room, he quietly admired your beautiful face, your eyes shut as you began to doze off. He gently tucked you back under the covers and paused for a few seconds as he saw you burrow into the pile of blankets. A small smile graced his lips as he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead.
“Sleep well my little flower, we’ll be back soon,” he quietly said, leaning back to admire your sleeping form. He slowly began to make his trek back to the door, taking one last look at you before leaving. He was willing to give up anything to stay in that room with you for the rest of the day.
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All seven males were gathered in the living room now, a dominant and professional aura radiating off each of them.
“Okay, let’s head to the studio,” Namjoon said, his leader tone coming out. The boys silently filed out of the apartment, ready to get their work done with so that they could get back to you soon.
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“We’re going to have to start going on tour sooner than I thought. A few complications came up and we need to move fast. I know this week is your vacation week, but everything is a time crunch this month, I’m sorry boys,” BangPD said, looking at the seven males with an apologetic face.
The boys just stared at their manager with mixed emotions.
“When do we have to leave?” Hoseok spoke up, hoping that they would have enough time to be with you.
“At most, probably three days….”
“But what abou-“ Jimin’s worried concern was cut off by Namjoon’s stern voice.
“We understand BangPD-nim, we’ll try to get everything packed and ready as soon as possible.”
“Thank you so much boys. The choreographer is going to come in soon and go through the entire routine today, then afterwards the dressing team will stop by and make any needed final adjustments. After that, you guys should be free to go home and pack. I’ll give you tomorrow to spend at the apartment to pack and get all your belongings. We’ll board the plane the next day. I’m so sorry again boys, but thank you so much for cooperating,” BangPD said, giving the seven males a grateful smile before leaving the room.
A few seconds passed in the silent filled room before the lights began to flicker rapidly.
“Jungkook, remain calm, focus on your breathing,” Namjoon said, his eyes glancing to the side as he kept an eye on the irritated member.
“But we can’t leave her now, our mate bond isn’t fully complete! I’ll go fucking insane if I stay away from her for that long without our bond fully strengthened, hyung. I just fucking can’t!” Jungkook gritted out, his fist clenching in frustration.
“Jungkook, calm down, please,” Seokjin calmly said, his eyes filled with stress and exhaustion. The lights flickered for a few more seconds before becoming stable. The room was filled with tension.
“I know we all want to stay with Y/n and strengthen the mate bond, but we must remember, we have a job and fans to make proud too. Y/n won’t go anywhere, we just have to hold out for a month okay?” Namjoon sternly said, glancing around at each member. The other six males nodded their head reluctantly, an irritable aura radiating off each of them.
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You woke to the sound of rain pattering against the window, the room dim and quiet. You rolled onto your side and stared at the clock that adorned the wooden night stand.
3:30 pm
I must have really drunken a lot last night
Your head pounded as you made an attempt to get out of bed, shivers going up your spine as the cold floors came into contact with your feet.
You quickly grabbed your phone off the stand and attempted to turn it on, only to come to the realization that it wasn’t charged
God dammit is my charger broken again?
You tested your charger again and groaned in frustration. You looked around and tried to find another charger. You tested it but only came to the realization that your phone was completely dead.
I swear to god I just fixed this old phone a month ago
You sighed in frustration and placed the broken phone upon the night stand.
I guess I can just take a quick shower for now and get a late lunch later
You took your time gathering your towel before dragging your sluggish body to the bathroom.
I wonder when the others will get back
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3:30 pm
“She’s not answering her phone, hyung. She’s not answering. What if she’s avoiding us again like that one time?! What do we do?” Taehyung whimpered out as he stared down at his phone. The others were exhausted from going through the choreography, their sweat drenched bodies littering the floor. Even though their bodies ached all over, their minds were all swirling with confusions as to why you hadn’t answered their calls and texts yet, but Taehyung was the most panicked member at the moment. The uncompleted mate bond was starting to take its toll on Taehyung’s mentality.
“Tae, calm down, she’s probably just sleeping in. I’m pretty sure she’s still at the apartment,” Hoseok softly said, his voice filled with uncertainty as he rolled onto his back.
Taehyung silently stared at his phone for a few minutes before slowly blinking. His mind began filling with impulsive thoughts as he tried to calm down.
“….okay….I’m going to go take a quick shower to take my mind off some things. I’ll be back in a few minutes,” Taehyung quietly said, his voice not revealing any emotions.
“Sure thing, just tell us when you’re done so that we can use it too,” Yoongi said, closing his eyes as he began to doze off.
Taehyung silently nodded as he made his way out of the room. As the door came to a close, Taehyung stopped and closed his eyes for a few seconds. As he opened them again, a quick flash of purple coated his eyes before fading away. Taehyung exhaled out the breath he was holding and began making his way towards the exit.
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You just finished showering and stepped out of the steam filled room. The heat that accumulated stuck to your skin as you made your way into your bedroom in search of some clothes, your towel wrapped warmly over your body. You softly hummed singularity as you rummaged through the closet, the sound of rain against the window increasing in intensity. You didn’t take note of it though because your mind was too busy deciding which hoodie to wear. After finding your outfit, you began to slide your underwater and bra on, your fingers adjusting the straps to the right position as your voice still unconsciously hummed the song.
“Fuck……”
You were startled out of your thoughts by the soft sound of a profanity being sighed out. You whirled around only to be met with Taehyung’s intense gaze, his eyes flickering with gold.
“T-Taehyung, uh w-what are you d-doing here?” you squeaked out as you tried to avoid his piercing gaze, your arms coming up to wrap your towel closer to yourself. As you shyly stared down at the floor, soft fingers found their way underneath your chin and guided your gaze to purple and gold ones.
“Don’t hide yourself from me my little flower, I won’t hurt you. ” Taehyung whispered, his hot breath fanning over your cheek. His eyes flickered to your lips as his fingers gently caressed your cheek.
You were too in shock by the sudden appearance of Taehyung to react to anything at the moment. Strong arms began to wrap around your waist as Taehyung pulled your body flush to his, his nose nuzzling your neck.
“God I fucking missed you,” he quietly said as he littered kisses across your freshly showered skin. Each kiss burnt against your skin, sending your mind into a numbed state. Your hands instinctively came up against Taehyung’s chest as you tried to comprehend what was happening. Taehyung smirked against your neck as he increased the amount of kisses he was peppering along your skin, his grip on you tightening.
The touch of his fingertips around your waist left a burning sensation that made you crave him more. You felt soft feathers brush against your back as you whimpered out a moan as Taehyung nibbled slightly on your earlobe. The cold brush of Taehyung’s wings wrapped around you sent shivers down your spine.
What the fuck is happening right now….
The moment the whimper left your lips, Taehyung had you pinned down on the bed as his wings curled around the two of you. His eyes glimmered with indecipherable emotions as he stared down. Your eyes flickered to Taehyung’s as your eyes widen in surprise. As you became mesmerized by the gold and purple streaks that curled around Taehyung’s pupils, soft wings curled in to brush against your cheek, the wings moving as if they had a mind of their own. The soft flickers and brushes of the feathers along your cheek sent warmth all over your body. You instinctively reached out to touch one of them with gentle hands. Your actions were met with a deep groan as Taehyung melted into your touch.
“Jesus Christ…” he softly panted out as you continued to run your hand through his wing, your other hand coming up to tangle in the feathers of the other wing.
“B-baby girl, please…” he moaned out as his body became weak to your touch. His strength quickly left him helpless in your hands, his arms giving out and forcing him to hold himself up by his forearms.
“Baby girl, p-please stop, I can’t control myself if you keep doing this…” Taehyung reluctantly said, his body reacting to each touch you applied to his sensitive wings. You were too lost in thought to realize the warning that Taehyung gave.
In a flash, the room was filled with an intense wind that brought the room to shambles. The sound of a table being knocked over and books falling down jolted you back to reality. Your hands immediately retracted in fear as you stared up at Taehyung. His body still hovered over you, but his eyes were closed shut in pain as he tried to reign in his control again. His translucent wings softly glowed with gold as they encased you in a protective cocoon. Paper was flying around your room like a tornado, and everything was out of place. You trembled in fear as you began to curl into yourself, a soft whimper escaping your lips as you shut your eyes, panic beginning to enter your bloodstream.
He won’t hurt me, he won’t hurt me
You tried to convince yourself that you were safe, but your attempts were met with failure.
The glass from the window began to crack as the wind inside the room picked up in intensity, the sound cutting through the chaos. Your eyes widened in fear as you quickly glanced at the window.
“T-Taehyung…Please stop…. P-please!…TAEHYUNG,” you yelled out in warning, a sob breaking through your voice as the pent up fear finally got to you. Your pleading was mixed with whimpers as tears started flowing down your face.
It was at that moment that Taehyung opened his eyes to see your trembling form. His heart immediately stopping as he saw tears adorn your face. The wind inside the room quickly ceased as his chest began radiating with pain.
“B-baby girl, my sweet flower, p-please don’t cry,” he softly whispered out as the pain increased in intensity.
“P-please,” he softly whimpered again. The sight of you crying was literally tearing him apart. The mate bond was punishing him at that moment.
Your eyes were still shut in fear as you tried to curl into yourself, muffled cries filling the room as you attempted to calm your mind. Taehyung was becoming desperate as he began to see darkness creeping along the peripherals of his vision. He was close to passing out from the pain.
He immediately pulled your hands away from your face as he crashed his lips into yours, the pain in his chest immediately being alleviated. He mumbled out apologies as he moved his lips against yours, his mouth tasting the salty tears that continued to flow down your cheeks. He unknowingly began to cry too as he pulled you into an embrace, his lips never leaving yours. Your tears became mixed with Taehyung’s as your mind began to calm down, your body melting back into Taehyung’s hold. Taehyung still whimpered out apologies as he passionately kissed you, his hands extremely delicate as he held you. He was afraid to hurt you at that moment. It took a few more minutes before both of your heart rates settled down to a steady rhythm. Your body was exhausted from all the fear and crying as you limply laid against Taehyung’s chest.
“I-I….i-I’m so sorry my little flower, I’m so sorry,” Taehyung sorrowfully said as he placed a kiss upon your head, his arms tightening slightly.
“…I-it’s okay Tae… I..I should have listened when you said to stop…. I’m sorry,” you quietly whispered in response, shifting your body closer to his as you snuggled into his embrace.
“No no, baby girl. I’m the one that should be apologizing. I made a promise to never hurt you again and that’s exactly what I just did. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry my love, I’m so sorry…”
“It’s okay Tae, I know you didn’t mean it. It’s okay… let’s just sleep for now…. we can worry about this when we wake up,” you softly yawned out, curling into Taehyung’s warmth.
“….okay baby girl… anything for you.” Your body became limp in Taehyung’s arms as you fell into a deep slumber.
“I love you so much my little flower, so much,” Taehyung whispered as he pulled you closer to him, letting his eyes close shut as exhaustion took over his body.
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“Has anyone noticed that Taehyung has been in the shower for quite some time…..”
Note: I am extremely sorry for not posting like I said. I’m very very sorry that I didn’t do as I promised I would. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I made some of you worry. This was the first week of school and a lot of things were happening at once. I thought I would have enough time from 11 pm- 12am each night to be able to write and edit but I overestimated that. Luckily the first week is over and I can get things organized. I’ll try to implement and inform you all of a posting schedule that will work with my school schedule. I’m so very sorry again for not doing as I said. I plan to try to write another chapter tonight so i can possibly post again soon as a way of apologizing for making you guys wait. I hope you all still like this series. I really do love writing for you all, and I hope that you all will still support and like this series. <3
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
You came stumbling through the dorm’s entryway, alcohol running freely through your veins. You had only taken a few drinks of alcohol at the karaoke place, but that was enough to send you down a drunk spiral.
“I can’t tell if it’s because she’s human or because she’s a natural light weight,” Jimin mummbled to the others, following right behind you as you entered the door.
“I can hear you, you know,” you drunkly slurred out, turning on your heel and poking a finger into Jimin’s chest, slightly pouting at him.
“You’re cute even when you’re drunk,” Jimin smirked, grabbing onto your waist as he guided you into the living room, your feet stumbling as you were forced to walk backwards.
“You’re changing subjects on purpose,” you pout out, looking away from Jimin with an angry pout still adorning your face.
“Aww I’m sorry baby, I really am. I’ll do anything to make you look at me again,” Jimin quickly said, successfully guiding you into the living room. Jimin’s hands still gripped your waist, his head tilted slightly as he tried to catch your eye.
“Really? Anything?,” you excitedly said, turning your head to face Jimin again, a look of glee prominent on your face.
“Mhmm, anything,” Jimin confirms, pulling your waist closer to him in order to bring your body flush against his. Your brain was still slightly buzzing from all the drinks so it was hard for you to clearly comprehend what was happening there.
“Hey, try not to be rough with my little flower. She’s delicate,” Taehyung said, appearing right behind Jimin, a look of concern written on his face.
“Hey, I’m not that delicate,” you quickly interjected, stepping out of Jimin’s grasp to stand right in front of Taehyung, tilting your head up a bit due to his height.
“I’m *hicc* pretty fierce you know? I’m like *hicc* a tiger,” you proudly said, a drunk smile forming on your lips.
“God you’re adorable,” Taehyung smirked, ignoring the statement you just made.
An expression of playful shock formed on your face as you stared at Taehyung, comprehending his words. You quickly turned around and faced Jimin with a hopeful look, your hands clasped behind you as you leaned towards him.
“Jiminnn, you think I’m fierce right?” you ask, your puppy dog eyes causing him to become paralyzed. He was overwhelmed with how beautiful and adorable you were. He was having a hard time responding. Before Jimin could answer though, strong arms wrapped themselves around your torso, pulling you backwards and away from Jimin.
Your back collided with a strong one, the sudden movement causing you to become dizzy. As your body began to stabilize again, you felt the mystery man’s chest begin to vibrate, the sound of a deep chuckle reaching your ears.
“Okay okay fine, you’re a fierce tiger, baby girl, but you’re only my little tiger, okay? You’re Tae’s tiny fierce tiger. How does that sound,” Taehyung chuckled out, bringing you close to him as he leaned his head on your shoulder.
“Hmm okay that sounds good,” you happily agreed, sending him a sleepy and drunk smile.
“Let’s get you to bed,” Taehyung says, noticing your drowsy movements, his eyes filled with concern.
“Nooo, I don’t want to sleep yet, I want to hear Yoongi sing some more,” you giggled, breaking out of Taehyung’s hold in order to stumble towards Yoongi. He had just entered the door, talking over his shoulder as he conversed with the other remaining members. He was oblivious to you walking over to him, his attention focused on Namjoon, who was behind him.
Surprise took over Yoongi’s facial features as he felt you stumble into his chest, your arms wrapping around his torso.
“Yoongs, can you sing some more, pleaseee,” you said, drowsily looking up at him.
Yoongi’s arms instinctively wrapped around you to prevent you from falling over, a smile full of adoration taking over his surprised face.
“Maybe another time baby, you should probably get some sleep first,” he chuckled out, pulling you closer to him. His heart began to beat faster as you nuzzled your face into his chest, your mind oblivious to the effect you had on Yoongi.
“She didn’t drink much but she’s pretty drunk now. Guess she has a low alcohol tolerance,” Namjoon commented, looking at you over Yoongi’s shoulder. Hoseok, Jungkook, and Seokjin entered the door and moved to stand near Yoongi, each of them looking at how cute you were.
“I can bring her back to her room,” Jungkook volunteered, already stepping forward before anyone could answer.
“Nope, I’ll take care of that,” Jimin quickly interjected, pushing Jungkook to the side as he gathered you from Yoongi.
Jungkook just glared at the older male as he moved to stand near Taehyung, wishing you were in his arms instead.
“You got her?” Hoseok asked, watching as Jimin carefully held you up in a bridal style.
“Mhmm, I’ll bring her to her room now, night,” Jimin quickly said, making his way to your room.
“Goodnight!” you yelled at the others, looking over Jimin’s shoulder to meet the six other piercing gazes.
You yawned and snuggled back into Jimin’s hold, the alcohol from earlier still having a strong effect on you.
Jimin just chuckled at your actions as he entered your room, heading straight for your bed. He gently laid you over the bed, love filled in his eyes.
“Okay, you’re all set now. You should get some sleep soon, okay baby girl?” Jimin softly said, leaning over to meet your gaze. You stared up with fascination as you watched Jimin’s eye color shift slightly , flickering a deep gray before returning to normal.
You were too mesmerized by his eyes to properly answer him, muttering out a quiet okay.
Jimin just chuckled and tucked the covers around you, making sure you’re comfortable. Jimin reached over to the night stand and flicked the light off, leaving the room casted in a deep dark blue, the only light coming from the moon.
You softly gasped as you stared at Jimin, the outline of tattered wings surrounding him.
They softly glimmered in the moonlight, appearing and disappearing at the same time. They were near transparent, the light of the moon being the only thing that made the feathers somewhat noticeable. It was a beautiful disaster. Feathers hung haphazardly on some ends, a few missing. Some feathers seemed perfect but others seemed crushed. It was a work of art.
Jimin looked at you with a confused look, wondering what caused you to look so surprised. His realization hit him when he noticed your eyes trained on something over his shoulder. As he turned his head, he was met with his ruined wings, something he always despised. He always felt that the worse part about being a cursed angel was his wings. He hated them so much and it was hard for him to justify his hatred. It was just something that came naturally. That was why it took him by surprise as you quietly asked him if you could touch them, your eyes mesmerized at the beauty in front of you.
“Y-you’re not disgusted?” Jimin stuttered out, staring at you with confusion.
“Why would I be? The wings look so beautiful,” you commented, getting out of bed to stand in front of Jimin.
“Are you sure you want to touch them?” Jimin asked once more, still anticipating words of disgust and repulsion from you.
You just merely nodded your head, your eyes gleaming with curiosity.
Jimin slowly turned around so that his back faced you, the moonlight from the window nearly making all of the wings visible. You hesitantly reached out and brushed your fingertips to one feather, your heart rate picking up immediately. As your skin came into contact with the transparent feathers, your eyes widened in surprise. When you touched the feather, it had immediately transformed from its transparent form to its golden form, becoming completely visible under the moonlight. You quickly brought your hand back to your chest, worried that you did something wrong. As you stared at the spot you touched, you watched as the moonlight showered over the feather again, the feather slowly fading back to its shimmering transparent form. You stared in amazement.
This is beautiful....
You reached out again but with two shaky hands this time, your hands slowly coming into contact with ruined and perfect feathers. Immediately, color exploded underneath your touch, multiple feathers shifting into their gold state. You hand began to tingle as you softly brushed your hand around more, your mind mesmerized by what was happening. Your thoughts were interrupted as you heard a soft groan come from Jimin, his head leaned forward as he leaned back into your touch.
“Oh God baby girl, you’re going to have to stop,” Jimin groaned out. Your eyes filled with worry as you quickly tore your hands from the feathers, worried that you had hurt Jimin.
“I’m so sorry, did I do something wrong? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you, it’s jus-,”
Jimin had quickly turned around when he felt your hands disappear from his wings, his body already craving for your touch again.
“No no no baby, you did nothing wrong. It’s just... how do you say this. My wings are very sensitive and so each time you touch them, it just feels so good that I feel I might loose my control over my powers and emotions,” Jimin reassured you, taking your face into his hands as he stared down at you.
He’s so beautiful
“How come I’ve never seen your wings before? How come only now?” You asked him, leaning into the palm of his hand as he rubbed his thumbs over your cheeks.
“The wings only appear visible under moonlight for some reason. It’s probably also because you’re starting to trust and accept us more. The-“ mate bond is getting stronger.
Jimin’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion when his voice stopped working, not allowing him to complete his sentence. He had forgotten that it was near impossible for him to say mate near you. He frowned at the remembrance, wishing you could know you were their lovely mate. Only theirs.
“What were you saying?” You quietly asked, looking up at Jimin with doe like eyes.
“Nothing baby girl. It’s late now though, get back in bed and get some sleep. You’ve drunken quite a bit this night,” Jimin chuckled out, slowly guiding you back to your bed.
“O-okay... But can you stay for just a little longer? Until I fall asleep?” You asked, beginning to slowly slide back under your covers.
Jimin smiled at your question, tucking you back into bed.
“Anything for you love,” Jimin replies, beginning to make his way towards a chair near the corner of the room.
“Wait..... can you... uh.... cuddle with me? It helps me sleep.... you don’t have to though it’s just that-“ Jimin’s voice cut off your ramble, your cheeks slightly warm. The alcohol was really taking a heavy toll on you.
Jimin softly smiled at your request, happy that you asked for him to cuddle you. He silently made his way to the other side of the bed, lifting the covers to slide in. He immediately grabbed you and pulled you close to him, your face leaning on his chest a little.
“Go to sleep sweetheart. It’s been a long night,” Jimin softly said, loving having your body close to his.
“I’ll be right here till you fall asleep, don’t worry,” Jimin whispered, placing a kiss on your forehead.
You snuggled into Jimin’s body, his warmth covering you. Soon before you know it, you were falling asleep, your breath even and steady.
As you fell asleep, Jimin’s wings instinctively curled around your body, the feathers still shimmering in the moonlight.
“I’ll protect you baby girl, I’ll always be here for you,” Jimin softly murmured to you, watching as you unconsciously curled closer to him.
The moon passed behind the clouds a few moments later, leaving the room in a blanket of darkness, the wings disappearing as the room became filled with silence.
I’m very very sorry but I won’t be able to post today because I have some stuff I need to study for 8/25/18. What most likely will happen is that I will write and post at night time on 8/25 or possibly post in the morning-ish of 8/26.
I’ll do my very best to post as soon as possible. I deeply apologize for the late upload. I’ll try to finish pt 13 as soon as I can. Thank you again for everyone’s appreciation and love, it means a lot to me <3
Note: Here’s a little quick update. It took some time to edit and write so I didn’t get to upload it as soon as I wanted. I wanted to make up a little for the other days when you guys had to wait a few days for the next post. I try to upload at least two to three days after I post one chapter, but sometimes I might be late on that. But I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Feel free to send any feedback and advice, they help me improve my writing <3 Sorry for any grammar mistakes. I’ll keep working hard to improve and make this series enjoyable!
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
The room was dark, only a sliver of light managing to seep through the dark curtains. The room was well kept and tidy, the only thing that was a mess was the bed, the covers crumpled up, looking as if they haven’t been touched for a while. At the edge of the bed sat Namjoon, his back facing you. His elbows were placed on his knees, his head being cradled by his hands. He didn’t respond nor move when you called for him. He stayed still and frozen.
“J-joon?” you tentatively say, stepping into the room and closing the door behind you.
He still didn’t answer, not a single muscle moving as you came closer.
His hair was a mess, and even though the room was bathed in a blanket of darkness, you could sense that Namjoon was exhausted.
As you got within a foot of him, your footsteps quiet and light, Namjoon’s voice filled the room.
“Stay away...”
It was a soft murmur, but you heard it clearly.
“Namj-“
“I said stay away.”
His voice was ice cold, no trace of emotion found in his tone, his words coming out almost like a threat.
By now, you would’ve bolted out the door, but your body refused to escape as every pore in your body alarmed you to flee. It was as if some bond was keeping you from running. You took a small breath in as you continued to step closer to him, Namjoon remaining quiet as you did so.
“Namjoon, a-are you okay?”
One of your hands began to move towards Namjoon, barely an inch above his shoulder. At that moment, your world flipped upside down. Before you could touch him, Namjoon’s hand shot out to grab your wrist in a deadly grip. Everything happened so fast. Namjoon had somehow pushed you onto the bed and now hovered over you, both of his hands pinning you down. His eyes glistened a venomous jade, staring down into your fearful eyes. All the courage you had just a few seconds ago was thrown out the window, leaving you in a trembling mess.
“What part of stay away don’t you get” Namjoon growled out, his voice rough and intimidating.
“I said stay away, and you didn’t. I said it again and you still dared to go near me. Aren’t you afraid of me? Aren’t you?!”
You swallowed in fear, attempting to hold on to the last drop of courage you could find. You forced your head to shake in response to his question. Namjoon just stared down at you with mixed emotions. He could see clearly through your eyes the fear you harbored, but he was perplexed as to why you would pretend to not be afraid. He was so confused because one previous mate of his fled away from him the moment he used his powers on them. He remembered clearly the look of horror and hatred that painted their beautiful face. He was confused as to why you weren’t doing the same thing. Why weren’t you running away like the other one did.
Namjoon’s face morphed into more anger, anger at himself.
His jaw clenched as his grip on your wrists tightened.
“Admit it, you’re afraid of me. I can easily see it in your eyes. Don’t lie to me like this,” Namjoon gritted out, still hovering over your terrified form.
“Say it. Tell me you’re afraid of me.”
You gulped in a small breath of air before your shaky voice filled the room.
“I-I.. I’m n-not afraid of you,” you stuttered out, still maintaining eye contact with Namjoon as you muttered those words out into the air.
“Liar. You’re lying. Stop it. Stop it!,” Namjoon pleaded out, wanting you to yell hateful words at him. He wanted to hate himself, he wanted you to bury more salt in his wounds, but you wouldn’t comply with what he wanted.
“Just....please... stop it”
Namjoon’s voice cracked near the end, his eyes now shut in pain. A soft tear began to roll down his cheek, falling onto yours. A silent sob broke through the male that hovered above you.
A familiar sharp pain began to envelop your heart again, the same pain you had experienced with Jungkook last night. This time your body acted on its own in a faster manner.
Even though your wrists were pinned down, you managed to lift your head up enough to connect your lips with Namjoon, closing your eyes as you felt the pain that pierced your chest begin to fade away, melting as the seconds went by. Namjoon quickly let go off your wrists to place his hands around your waist, pulling you up and onto his lap. More tears began to escape through his eyes as he softly moved his lips with yours. He quickly broke away from the kiss to lean his head into your neck, his shoulders shaking as another set of sobs raked his body. Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to you. Tears began to roll down your cheeks as well, your mind unaware of it because you were too focused on the male that cried into you.
Nothing was said as you two remained in each other’s embrace, letting the tears dry upon your cheeks. Namjoon let out a shaky breath before leaving the crook of your neck, leaning back to meet your eyes. So many unsaid words swirled behind his eyes, but his piercing gaze was enough to tell you everything he wanted to say.
He hoarsely chuckled as his hands came up to wipe any remaining tears that lingered on your cheek.
“Don’t cry my little dove, your tears are too precious to be shed on this earth,” Namjoon quietly said, cradling your face in his hands.
You sent him a soft smile as you leaned into his touch, relaxing as he held your face delicately.
“You should get some breakfast Joon, Jin luckily made extra,” you quietly said out, still staring into Namjoon’s warm brown eyes.
Namjoon remained silent, getting lost in your eyes. He nodded and reciprocated the smile you sent. He didn’t want to move away from you.
He knows that ever since that one incident long time ago, he’d always been more distant with the mates that followed, just to ensure their safety. But with you, he wanted you all to himself. You had came crashing into their lives. You put yourself in danger to prove that you weren’t scared of him. And he’d be full out lying if he said that he wasn’t fully enamored by you. He was willing to be selfish, just so he could keep you all to himself.
Namjoon had snapped out of his thoughts when he felt you beginning to move in his arms, getting ready to walk back to the dinning room. He acted quickly and pulled you back into his embrace, inhaling your intoxicating scent.
“I’ll carry you to the dinning room, don’t worry. Don’t get up,” Namjoon quickly said, holding your blushing face close to him.
“I have legs Joon, I can walk to the dinning room myself,” you chuckled out. Even as you said those words, you refused to make a move to get out of Namjoon’s hold, feeling comfortable in his arms.
“I know baby girl, but I just want to hold you for a little longer,” Namjoon said, gathering you in his arms as he stood up.
You were slightly wordless at Namjoon’s words. You remained silent as you nodded your head in understanding, turning your face into his chest to hide the blush that warmed your cheeks.
Namjoon’s chest vibrates as he chuckled at your actions, making his way towards the dinning room.
As he got closer, the sounds of the other members playfully yelling began to fill your ears.
The moment the door swung open, all six other males turned to see you wrapped in Namjoon’s arms.
“Hey no fair, why does everyone else get to spend time with her besides me,” Jimin whined, a slight pout on his face.
You quietly giggled at Jimin’s actions as Namjoon put you down to stand. You quickly tiptoed over to Jimin’s pouting face and leaned over one of his shoulders, planting a quick kiss on his cheeks. As you leaned back, Jimin had turned around a little to capture one of your other hands, pulling you back to him.
“Wait, you didn’t get the other cheek,” he said, leaning his other cheek towards you.
You smiled and leaned down to plant another soft kiss upon his smooth cheek.
You felt Jimin’s face begin to morph into a smile as he felt your lips upon his skin. He felt like a giddy school boy right now. As you leaned back to stand straight, you were quickly pulled back down, landing right on Jimin’s lap.
“It’s my turn to hold you now. The others have been hogging you too much,” Jimin said, resting his chin on one of your shoulders.
“Hey, be gentle with my dove, don’t pull on her so roughly,” Namjoon playfully said, sitting down at the empty seat next to Jimin, right at the head of the table. He had gone and got some breakfast from the kitchen while Jimin was pouting, coming back with a plate full of food.
“Oh by the way (y/n), we already called your workplace and told them you were sick and needed a few days off. They gave you about a week, so don’t worry about going to work tomorrow,” Hoseok said, catching your attention.
“O-oh okay. Can you guys tell me in advance before you do this stuff, it’s just so that I won’t get so randomly surprised by all this stuff next time,” you sheepishly said, leaning into Jimin’s chest. Jimin’s arms were wrapped around your torso, his grip soft yet firm.
“Of course princess, it’s just these past few days have been hectic and things were just spontaneous. We also have the week off so we can spend some time with you,” Jin pipped in, his eyes glistening with love and affection for you.
“Wait, but don’t you guys have a tour coming up soon? I don’t want to bother you guys or distract you from practice,” you replied, a frown being painted over your features.
“Don’t worry, we wanted to hang out with you, and plus we’re pretty drained with the past weeks of practice so we needed a break too,” Yoongi quickly said, slightly worried to see the frown that shaped your features.
“Oh, okay. But if I do end up bothering yo-“
“You’re never a bother baby, we love having you around,” Taehyung said, causing you to switch your gaze from Yoongi to him. He gave you a boxy smile, hoping to wipe away that frown you had.
Your frown soon was replaced with a shy smile.
My god they were all so sweet
“Sooo, since we have the next week off together, what do you want to do today,” Jungkook inquired, leaning his elbows on the table, his head cradled in his hands as he peered to the side to look at you. He knew that no matter how many times he looked at you, he would never get over how beautiful you were.
“Umm, I’m not sure. I’m still pretty new to the area so maybe you guys have a better idea?” you replied, looking around at the others.
“Ooo how about we go for some karaoke tonight? We can rent out the deluxe room like we did last time,” Jimin suggested, earning some nods of agreement from the others.
“What do you think little dove?” Namjoon said, wiping his mouth with a napkin. He had finished his breakfast as the others talked.
“That sounds fun,” you said, sending a warm smile to all the members. The warm morning light and your beautiful smile mingled together and caused the other males to nearly lose their breath. Even though the heavens cursed the seven of them, they couldn’t help but feel blessed to be around you. You had them wrapped around your little pinky and you were totally unaware of it.
“Okay then it’s a plan, karaoke at 7, I’ll call and reserve a room for us later,” Jimin said, nuzzling his nose into your neck.
You couldn’t help the shiver that ran down your spine, feeling safe in Jimin’s embrace.
“Well, until then, why don’t we watch some Netflix,” Hoseok asked, mainly directing the question towards you.
You nodded in agreement, beginning to move out of Jimin’s hold.
“Nooo, don’t move from me. I’ll carry you to the living room instead,” Jimin said, pulling you back into his lap.
“No you’re not. You and Jungkook are on kitchen duty, so you both have to clean all the dishes,” Jin interjected, beginning to stand as he stacked the plates on the table, sliding them in front of the two males.
“This is also punishment for earlier,” Yoongi added, a playful smirk adorning his face.
You giggled as you saw Jungkook staring back at the older males, a look of shock and disbelief on his face.
“Can’t I do that next week? Please?” Jimin said, attempting to negotiate out of his duties.
“Nope, you got to deal with it,” Jin said, crossing his arms as he stared down at the Jimin.
As Jimin was trying to negotiate his freedom, his grip on you loosened. Taehyung took this moment to sneak around the table, quickly grabbing you out of Jimin’s lap. He gripped your hand as he quickly bolted for the living room, leaving behind a mad and cursing Jimin.
Taehyung just chuckled as he plopped down on the sofa, bringing you down with him.
“It’s just us for now my love,” Taehyung said, smiling as he wrapped his arms around you.
“Correction, it’s you, (y/n) and I now,” Hoseok said, plopping down next to Taehyung.
“And since I suggested Netflix, I get the privilege of holding (y/n),” Hoseok commented, pulling you away from Taehyung.
“But Hose-“
“Nope, no arguments. I’m also older than you so no back talking,” Hoseok quickly replied, a teasing smirk upon his face.
Hoseok moved you to sit in between his legs, one arm wrapped around you as the other hand surged through different Netflix shows. Taehyung just pouted and leaned onto the side of the couch, murmuring insults about Hoseok.
Hoseok smilied and just ignored Taehyung’s pouty mood. He was too distracted by the fact that you were in his arms, so close to him.
“What do you want to watch?” Hoseok whispered into your ear, causing you to widen your eyes in surprise as you felt his soft lips brush against your ears. You felt your cheeks begin to warm up again as you tried to stutter out an answer.
Just at that moment, Yoongi had sauntered in, seeing the blush that was blooming on your face. He thought you looked so cute.
“O-oh Yoongi! W-what show do you w-want to watch,” you quickly said, trying to make sure Hoseok doesn’t see the blush on your face.
Yoongi just chuckled and walked towards you, sitting down in front of your legs.
“I’m cool with anything. By the way, why are you blushing,” Yoongi playfully asked, smirking as he saw your eyes widening in panic.
Shit, now Hoseok knows. Dammit Yoongi
“Oh, she was blushing now was she?” Hoseok questioned, smiling at the fact that he made you blush.
“Care to tell me why you were blushing sweetheart?” Hoseok said, brushing his lips over your ear again. You felt like you looked like a tomato.
“W-why don’t we watch that show? I-I heard its pretty g-good,” you quickly said, trying to change subjects.
Hoseok just chuckled at your actions, leaning back against the couch, bringing you with him.
“Sure thing sweetheart, anything for you,” Hoseok said, allowing you to change the subject.
As the show began to play, Jin and Namjoon entered the room, taking up other spots that were near you. A few minutes later, you saw Jimin and Jungkook groan in disappointment as they entered the room.
“Man, you guys took all the good spots,” Jungkook grumbled, throwing his body onto one of the adjacent chairs. Jimin was too tired from cleaning all the dishes to even voice his thoughts, throwing his body onto another adjacent empty chair. You just giggled at their actions, snuggling into Hoseok’s arms more.
Maybe spending a week with these boys won’t be so bad
Note: Sorry for the wait! This chapter may seem a little off. I was having some trouble thinking this one out. I’m trying to get the story set up for some angst in the future. Hopefully the chapter is okay for all of you though? I’ll keep doing my best to improve my writing. I’m always happy to see everyone’s messages about how they like this series. They always motivate me. Thank you to everyone who supports and enjoys this series. Feel free to send in any feedback and advice <3 I’ll always strive to improve my writing in order to make this series enjoyable for you!
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
Min Yoongi’s gaze softened when he saw you standing to the side, obviously scared of him. He let out a sigh of exhaustion as he turned to Seokjin, who stood awkwardly to the side, worry filling his eyes as he stared at you.
“Jin, can you... uh,” Yoongi quietly said, trying not to scare you.
Jin nodded in understanding and walked up to you, gently placing his large hand on your bicep to get your attention.
“Princess? Why don’t you follow me to the kitchen, I can help heal your arm.”
You silently nodded and let Jim guide you out of the hallway, leaving the two younger males with a stone cold Yoongi.
The kitchen was bathed in a soft warm light that shone through the large windows. You had finally calmed down your fast beating heart after you were out of the hallway. You were now simply standing near the kitchen island, looking at the floor as you shifted your weight from one foot to the other. You were pushed out of your thoughts when Seokjin’s voice broke through the silent room.
“C-can I have your hand, s-so I can help, you know... uh heal it,” Jin shyly said, rubbing the back of his neck with one of his hands.
You nodded your head as you looked up into Seokjin’s gaze, hesitantly holding the hand that belonged to your bruising arm.
“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. It’s quite impossible for me to even cause pain with the ability I have,” Jin chuckled out, reassuring you as both of his hands clasped your smaller one.
You stared in confusion at your hand as nothing happened for a few seconds, but then your eyes widened in surprise as you felt a tingling warmth begin to envelop your entire arm. It’s started slow, but then the warmth came rushing all at once, causing your body to unknowingly relax. Your eyes flickered over to your arm where you saw the small faded black and blue spots disappear. You looked up to see Seokjin delicately holding your hands, his forehead scrunched in concentration as he focused on healing you.
Suddenly the warmth that encased your arm began to fade away, leaving you feeling cold. You missed the warm and relaxing feeling.
You felt Seokjin’s hands slip from your small hand, his eyes meeting yours in the following second.
“There we go, all good and healed now,” he softly said, an adoring smile gracing his lips.
“Thank you, Jin,” you quietly said, genuine appreciation behind each word.
You both stood there awkwardly for a few seconds before Seokjin cleared his throat, his hands grasped behind his back as he leaned down to look at you closer.
“Do you, uh, want to help me cook breakfast?” He asked, tilting his head a little as he stared at you.
You weren’t sure if it was the light that was shining through the room or the fact that you were still a little drowsy, but you felt safe being near Seokjin. You weren’t afraid of him like you were last time in the dinning room.
“Uh I’m not the best at cooking but I can help out,” you said, looking at Seokjin, giving him a small soft smile.
Seokjin quickly pulled you the refrigerator, packing ingredients into your arms and placing some in his arms too.
The next few thirty minutes went by like a blur. Seokjin had kindly asked you to help dice up some vegetables and fill some pots with water as he began pouring ingredients into a bowl. He had pulled up some music on his phone so that both of you wouldn’t have to be stuck in a silent room. Seokjin would occasionally sing along to the music that blared out of his phone, causing you to smile instantly.
This all feels so normal...
“(Y/n), come over here, I want you to try this dish,” Seokjin said, causing you to stop mid slice. You put down the knife and walked over to Seokjin, standing right in front of him as you stared up at him. Seokjin was about to lean down to let you try the soup but paused halfway down.
He put the spoon on the side and turned back to you. You tilted your head in confusion before your eyes widened in surprise. You were too confused to make a sound.
Seokjin had reached down to grip both sides of your waist, lifting you up to sit on the counter next to the stove where the soup was. You and Seokjin were now at similar heights, Seokjin leaning close to you, both of his hand placed on the counter top, trapping you with his body.
“There we go, much better,”
Seokjin said with a smirk, turning to get some soup on the spoon again.
He turned back to you, bringing the spoon up to your mouth. You tasted the soup, your taste buds feeling blessed at that one moment. The soup was delicious.
Seokjin stood in front of you, his eyes filled with curiosity as his body trapped yours on the counter. He thought you looked so cute as your facial features revealed to him that you thought the soup was good.
“So, I’m going to guess you think it’s good?” Seokjin said, raising his eyebrows in question.
“It taste amazing, Seokjin. I didn’t know you could cook so well,” you said, still surprised at how good the soup was.
A moment of silence passed between the two of you, both of you accidentally getting lost in each other’s eyes. You saw Seokjin’s emotions change and swirl behind his eyes. He seemed conflicted.
Seokjin broke the silence as he cleared his throat and looked at you with a serious face.
“(Y/n).... I know these past few days have been.... weird to say the least. But I want you to know that, all seven of us never meant to and never want to hurt you.”
You remained silent, letting Seokjin continue his words.
“We.... how do you say.... we all really, and I mean really, care for you. We’ve liked you a lot since the moment we’ve met you.”
He paused for a second, looking at you with a focused gaze before continuing.
“And so I have one request, just one. I know I shouldn’t be asking you for a request after all you’ve been through, but please, I beg of you to give us all one more chance to prove how much we care for you, to prove that you can trust us.......
“This world is confusing and full of mysteries, but I know one thing for sure. I know that all seven of us will do anything for your happiness.
“If you told us you wanted the stars, we would spend millions of years trying to get one for you. If you wanted the finest jewelry this world can offer, we would work hard and bleed just to get you that.
If you happen to hate yourself, we would learn to hate ourselves so that there will be enough love in the world for you to learn to love yourself.....
So please, just one chance, just one. We’ll prove ourselves, I promise,” Seokjin said, his tone filled with pain and his eyes filled with a pleading emotion.
Can I trust them again?
I’m afraid, but maybe, just maybe, they might be able prove themselves
I won’t know unless I give them a chance.
You stared into Seokjin’s eyes before whispering a soft “okay” into the air, causing his face to morph into happiness.
He quickly wrapped his arms around you and pulled you near the edge of the counter, bringing your body flush against him.
“Thank you..... thank you so much princess.... thank you”
You instinctively melted into Seokjin’s touch, letting out a sigh of contentment at the same time.
Seokjin leaned back to look at your face again, the smile from before still plastered on his face. He leaned in to press a soft kiss upon your cheek, causing you to instantly blush. Seokjin smirked at your reaction, amused at your rosy cheeks. Before Seokjin could place another kiss on your other cheek, the kitchen door slammed open.
“Jin! What smells so goo-. Oh (y/n), you’re here,” Hoseok said, the kitchen door slamming shut behind him in the process. Seokjin chuckled to himself before turning back to his soup, leaving you still blushing.
“Princess, why don’t you go with Hoseok to the dining room? I’ll handle everything in here. I’m almost done anyways, you helped me a lot,” Jin suggested, stirring the soup as he gazed at you. He was still smiling, happy to know that you had given them another chance.
“O-okay,” you said, beginning to shift your body to get off the counter.
“Wait, I got you,” you heard Hoseok quickly say, quickly walking over to where you were. He was quick to grab you by your waist, lifting you up off the counter and placing you on the floor. You stumbled a bit as you tried to get your balance, accidentally running into Hoseok at the same time.
Hoseok chuckled and helped you stand, taking one of your hands into his. The moment his hand touched yours, your body instantly warmed up, making you feel relaxed and almost safe.
Hoseok smiled down at you before leading you out of the kitchen and into the dinning room.
“Do you want to sit with me today, beautiful?” Hoseok asked, rubbing small circles on the back of your hand with his thumb.
You shyly nod in agreement, causing Hoseok to smile with glee. He quickly pulled out your chair and let you sit down before pushing your chair up to the table. He took a seat next to you, ready to ask you another question before he was interrupted by Jungkook’s voice.
“I call sitting on the other side” Jungkook declares as he entered the room.
“No, you can’t do that, it’s unfair” Jimin retorted, following Jungkook into the dinning room.
“How is it unfair” the young one asked, turning to stare at Jimin with his arms crossed.
“It’s unfair because you spent time with her last night and I’m forced to deal with a bruised jaw because of what you did earlier,” Jimin said, mirroring Jungkook’s stance.
Suddenly Taehyung appeared in the doorway, a look of confusion playing across his features, his hair messy from sleep.
“Excuse me, gentlemen,” Taehyung said, sliding past the two bickering males. As Jungkook and Jimin continued to argue, Taehyung took the opportunity to claim the seat next to you, sending you a small wink as he relaxed in his spot next to you.
You giggled a little as Jimin and Jungkook continued to bicker, unaware that Taehyung took the spot they were disputing over.
Your melodious voice cause the two males to stop arguing, bringing their gazes to where you sat. Both of their eyes widened in surprise as they saw Taehyung sitting next to you. Taehyung sent them a smirk, leaning back in his spot to place both of his hands behind his head.
“The early bird always gets the worm,” Taehyung said, a smirk still graced upon his face.
The two other males had a look of irritation on their face as they grumbled to themselves, reluctantly taking spots across the table from you instead.
“Oh shut it Tae, we all know you’re the last one to always wake up,” Jimin grumbled, plopping down in his chair.
Before Taehyung could continue the playful banter, Seokjin had arrived with dishes balanced upon his hands.
“Breakfast is ready,” he said, placing the dishes all over the table. Everything smelt so good, causing the others boys to nearly drool.
Just as Seokjin sat down next to Taehyung, the dinning room opened to reveal Yoongi, his hair dishelved, his face revealing his exhaustion. He spent a lot of energy controlling his emotions and powers as he scolded Jimin and Jungkook earlier. He looked ready to collapse at any moment to be honest. As he entered the room, you had looked up, locking gazes with him.
Seokjin’s words began to play again through your head, washing away any feelings of fear that threatened to rise.
give us all one more chance to prove how much we care for you, to prove that you can trust us
You surprised Yoongi as you kept his gaze, not turning away from him in fear like he expected you to. His heart fluttered as you sent him a sweet smile, causing him to stare back in shock.
“Yoongs, you going to sit and eat? The food is really good and I don’t plan to save any for you,” Hoseok said, filling his plate with more food. He would pause every once in a while to place some of the food onto your food, wanting to make sure you got enough to eat.
Yoongi’s face morphed into a content and happy smile as he snapped out of his shock, quickly sending you a small wave, walking over to his spot near Jimin. He was happy to see your beautiful face again.
The dining room was filled with laughter and the sound of utensils, the six males making conversation with you as they brought up random topics. Soon, the table was empty, all the food gone, the six members getting sucked into a food coma.
Wait.... there’s only six here....
“Hey uh guys? Where’s Namjoon?” you questioned, looking at the empty spot near the head of the table.
“He’s uh, he’s kind of busy with some producing stuff... uh yeah... producing stuff,” Jimin said, his voice sounding uncertain and slightly worried.
“I thought you guys were on break? He should rest, it’s not good for him to miss breakfast either,” you said, pushing your chair back as you got ready to stand.
Before the other members could prevent you from leaving, you spoke up, heading towards the door.
“I’ll go get him, you guys can just chill here. I’ll be back in a second,” you said, leaving before the other members could say anything.
“Do you think Namjoon will be... stable enough... to see her?” Taehyung asked the five other males, worriedly staring at the door you just left out of.
“I trust him. And plus, she’s the only one that can get him to act normal again,” Seokjin said, confident in his leader’s abilities.
“Also, (y/n) has agreed to give us another shot at winning her trust, so everyone of you better behave. If any one of you mess up, I won’t hesitate to feed you to the dogs,” Seokjin said, staring intently at each member.
The other five males nodded in agreement, glad and relieved that you had given them another chance.
After you had left the dining room, you crossed over the living room. You were down the hallway in a few seconds, the muffled voices of the other members leaking out of the dining room. You stopped right in front of Namjoon’s room, noting that no light seeped from he cracks of the door.
Maybe he’s sleeping....
You ignored your thoughts and placed your hand on the cold door knob. A soft click echoed down the hallway, indicating that the door was opened. You slowly pushed the door open as you took a step into the room, darkness consuming you at the same time.
“N-Namjoon?”
Author note: I apologize again that this chapter is kind of odd. I’ll try to make the next one better. I’ve been feeling odd these few days, but I’m feeling okay now and will work hard on improving my writing <3
Warning(s): a tiny bit of angst, more fluff in the future?
Note: This chapter might seem a little hard to follow? I’m not sure. I just feel my writing style might have made this chapter disorganized. I’ll keep trying to make my writing style better so that you guys can enjoy this series more. Thank you again to those who sent words of appreciation, they always make my day better and they motivate me to do better. Thank you, and again, feel free to send feedback and any advice <3
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
“I’m sorry baby, I’m sorry, so sorry,” Namjoon muttered over and over, clutching your delicate body to his chest , his eyes closed in agony. He looked like a mad man, holding you close to him as he repeated his mantra multiple times, placing a soft kiss on the top of your head.
The others looked at their leader with pain in their eyes. They knew that forcing him to use his powers on you was slowly killing him from the inside for he swore never to use his powers on his mate ever since one of his previous mates nearly died from him being unstable, but they knew that it was the only safe option left to calm you down and keep you at the dorms.
“Namjoon?..... Joon?..... please, let me take (y/n) back to her room, she can-,”
“No,” Namjoon gritted out, interrupting Seokjin with his stern cold voice. He had stopped trembling and now stared venomously at Seokjin. His eyes were still a warm brown, but it was clear that the emerald green tint was slowly starting to become prominent. The others in the room immediately tensed. They all knew that out of all the members, Namjoon’s ability was the strongest for he had the most control over his emotions.
“O-okay uh..... how about y-you take her back to her room?....” Hoseok stuttered out, carefully choosing his words. Namjoon’s eyes flickered to Hoseok before looking back down at your sleeping face. Namjoon silently nodded before scooping you up into his arms, slowly standing up as he held you close to him. He didn’t say a single word as he began to make his way down the hallway, bringing your sleeping body to your room.
“We need to have a meeting, right now,” Jimin said as he heard the door down the hallway shut, causing the remaining males to tear their gazes from where Namjoon and you just were.
“What about Namjoon?” Taehyung quietly questioned, tense and alert.
“He’s too unstable to reason with at the moment, we’ll discuss things with him when he’s back to normal. For now we need to focus on what the hell we’re going to do with (y/n). She’s terrified of us and we can’t use the soulmate thing to justify everything since we can’t even say that word in front of her,” Jimin huffed out, annoyance written across his face.
“C-can we ask Namjoon to adjust her memory to make the whole dinning room event more pleasant or something,” Taehyung wondered, his eyes meeting the five other members.
“No, no more of that shit. You saw what it did to Namjoon in just a few seconds, and I’m pretty sure our mate won’t like us messing with her mind,” Seokjin retaliated, crossing his chest as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other.
“Then what do you suggest we do?” Jimin inquired, lifting his eyebrows in question.
“..... we just have to show her that she can trust us. If we can’t tell her about the soulmate and curse stuff, then we just got to work with what we have and hope the soulmate bond will do the rest,” Seokjin said, bitting the inside of his cheek as he formulated his plan.
“ Yoongi, call (y/n)’s work place and inform them that (y/n) is sick and might be out for a while. Hoseok, call Bang PD nim and tell him to extend our break, say that it’s urgent. If he tries to refuse, hand me the phone. We have at best one week to fix this shit,” Seokjin barked out, his shoulders tense as he tried to think the plan thoroughly.
Hoseok went back to the the kitchen to use the dorm’s common phone while Yoongi took out his phone to start dialing your workplace. Jimin stood impatiently to the side while Jungkook stood rigidly and emotionless next to the older male.
“I’m going back down to the gym....” Jungkook monotonously said, not waiting for the others to answer as he headed for the stairs that led to the basement.
“We need to keep a closer eye on him. Poor kid is literally beating himself up,” Seokjin muttered, his worried eyes following the young member.
“I’ll regularly check on him, “ Jimin replied, his gaze also fixed on Jungkook.
They were all tense and worried for what the next week might bring.
..........
Your dream was a mess. You were falling in an eternal cycle but your body had suddenly come into contact with another person. You look to see who caught you, only to be met with seven gazes. The body of each the seven beings was coated in golden ashes, covering the silk black that lay underneath. Their eyes were all different colors, captivating you in their trance. Their faces were a blank canvas, the golden ashes hiding away their unique figures. Just as you were about to reach out and touch them, they vanished, the sound of flapping wings echoing through the entire place. You were left all alone in a cold dark room, the deafening silence driving you insane. A sharp slicing sound shattered the silence, causing you to cover your ears as the sound increased in pitch and volume. Just as you felt like you were going to pass out, you woke up from your dream. Sweat accumulating on your forehead.
Where am I?
You looked around at your surroundings.
“.....I’m back at the dorms.... how’d I get here?” You asked yourself, your head pounding with a painful headache. As if a switch was turned on, the events from the dinning room came rushing back at you. The way they each looked at you. The power they each had.
They can kill me.......
You whipped your head to look at the clock at the bed side.
10:37 P.M.
I need to get out of here
Just as you rolled out of bed and tried to put your shoes on, you felt a wave of déjà vu hit you. You remembered struggling to open the door, you crying to yourself as Namjoon used his powers on you.
What the hell am I going to do....
You abandoned your shoes as you slowly crept to the room’s door, hoping that your footsteps would be quiet enough so no one could hear you. You heard nobody in the hallway as you slowly pushed your door open a bit. When you stuck your head out, the entire hallway was dark, the only light came from the windows of the living room. You were tense as you carefully made your way to the living room, your body being covered by the light the moon shined on you.
There has to be another way out
You softly padded around, looking for a new exit. You knew that the front door was useless now and that the only way out would be an extra back door. You spied a little door in the far corner of the living room, tucked in a short hallway. You always thought it was just a coat closet but your mind was telling you it wasn’t. The wooden floors silently groaned as you passed over them, your footsteps stopping right in front of the door.
Your shaky hand went to reach out for the golden knob as you silently prayed that luck was on your side. As you turned the handle and slowly opened the door, a dark stairwell appeared before you, darkness surrounding the bottom steps.
....maybe there’s an exit down here
You left the door open as you began to descend down, using the wall to guide you through the dark room. Just as you made it to the bottom step, a voice caused you to freeze.
“......(y-y/n)?”
Adrenaline and fear rushed over your body. You were too afraid to move, shock paralyzing your body. The hum of electricity filled the silent room as the lights began to flicker on, revealing what appeared to be a workout room. Your eyes widened with fear as you saw Jungkook standing a few feet away from you, surrounded by glass and broken light bulbs.
You couldn’t help it as you began to tremble before the male. Flashes of memories of when he pinned you against the wall replayed themselves over and over in your head.
“W-what.... what are you doing down here? Why aren’t you sleeping?,” Jungkook carefully asked, his body instinctively taking one step forward.
A whimper accidentally left your mouth, your heart rate picking up as you noticed the male stepping towards you. Jungkook’s eyes were filled with so much pain, his heart breaking as he heard your whimper.
“......please.... don’t be afraid.... I’m sorry.... I’m so sorry for what I did last time, I never meant to hurt you....I-I,” Jungkook’s voice cracked as he tried to get his words out. Tears beginning to flow from his eyes as he saw your trembling form.
“I-I.......”
In matter of seconds, Jungkook collapsed onto his knees as he stared down at the floor, a sob breaking through him. He repeatedly apologized to you, his hands coming up to cover his face. He was hunched over as his entire body shook from his sobs. The lights in the room began to flicker slightly, but you didn’t notice as you stared at the crying male before you.
You were caught off guard as you felt tears falling down your cheeks. You had begun to cry without knowing. Your previous thoughts of finding an escape were blocked by the images of Jungkook crying on his knees before you.
You didn’t know what was going on, but you suddenly felt a sharp pain start to wrap around your heart, causing you to loose your breath quickly. Panic began to settle in as your breathing became shorter.
Why can’t I breath, what’s happening now?
You suddenly had the urge to go over and comfort Jungkook. Sadness washing over you as you saw the young male cry more. Your body began to move on its own accord, bringing you closer to Jungkook. You paused mid way as you realized your actions.
No no no what am I doing? He can hurt me..... but I feel like I need his touch right now, I feel like I need to comfort him.
Your thoughts were cut off as another wave of extreme pain spread all over your chest, causing you to wince . You began to ignore your thoughts and continued your trek towards Jungkook, his shoulders still shaking as he cried. The pain in your chest began to increase in intensity, nearly sending you to your knees.
I need him, I need to be in his arms....
You had unawarely crouched down and placed your hands on both sides of Jungkook’s face, causing the male to freeze from your contact. The moment you touched him, the pain that had struck your heart immediately disappeared. You could finally breath again. It was as if Jungkook was your elixir.
The young male looked up at you with puffy red eyes, a slight gold tint lining his irises. You didn’t notice as you rubbed your thumbs across his cheeks, wiping away a few tears. One of Jungkook’s hands reached up to grasp one of your wrists, causing small sparks to travel down your arm. The sparks were soft, playful, almost addicting. They caused your skin to hum with happiness. They brought you pleasure without you knowing.
“I-it’s okay Jungkook.... i-i.... I forgive you,” you softly said, staring into his hazel brown eyes.
Jungkook’s eyes widened in surprise as your words softly left your lips.
“Y-you do?”
You silently nodded your head, sending the young male a small smile as you did so. You were immediately pulled into Jungkook’s embrace as he quickly held you flush against him, your head resting against his chest, the sound of his heartbeat filling your ears.
This is all wrong... but it feels so.... right
You continued to ignore your thoughts as you felt a wave of calmness wash over you. You felt like you belonged in Jungkook’s arms.
The young male began to sob once again as he buried his face in your neck.
“I won’t hurt you ever again, I’m so sorry,” Jungkook managed out, his voice shaky as sobs raked his body.
Your arms had instinctively wrapped around Jungkook’s neck, bringing him closer to you as you melted into his touch. At this point all logic and reasoning was abandoned. You just wanted Jungkook. You just wanted him.
..............
The light that filtered through the room caused you to stir out of your sleep. You drowsily turned away from the sun as you buried your face into the warmth that enveloped you.
“ Morning beautiful,” Jungkook chuckled out, wrapping his arms around you in a tighter embrace.
You sleepily snuggled into his chest more, muttering a morning back at him.
Last night was a blur.
After Jungkook had finally calmed down from crying, the sound of his sniffles being the only thing echoing through the room, he suggested that you go back to sleep since it was so late. You softly nodded in agreement but made no move to let go of him. His touch was addicting and his scent was intoxicating. You didn’t want to let him go.
Your entire brain was fuzzy at that moment. You knew that your body was acting against your mind, ignoring every protest you voiced to yourself, but you couldn’t deny the calmness and relief that washed over your body as you stayed in Jungkook’s embrace. By this point, you had given up on fighting against your desire for Jungkook. It was as if fate was playing tricks on you.
Jungkook’s chuckle suddenly brought you out of your thoughts and back to the gym room you were in.
“Do you want me to carry you back to your room?” He questioned, leaning back a little to look at your face.
You slightly blushed as he stared lovingly at you. He smiled as he saw your cheeks become rosy, gathering you up in his arms as he stood up, holding you in a bridal style. He began to make his trek back to your room, humming a random tune that reminded you of one of the covers he had done before. The vibrations from his humming made you feel sleepy, your eyes beginning to droop a little.
As Jungkook made it to your door, he began to slow down, hesitantly reaching out for the handle. His hand grasped the golden knob, but he was reluctant to turn it. He too didn’t want to let you go.
“..... (y/n)?...”
“Hmm” you sleepily hummed out.
“C-can you.... can you stay with me tonight?...... you don’t have to it’s just.... it’s just I’ve missed you a lot and.....” Jungkook’s voice began to trail off as a small blush began to creep upon his cheeks. He was glad the hallway was simply lit so that you didn’t see the effect you had on him.
You quietly yawned as you snuggled into Jungkook’s chest more, drowsily nodding your head in response to Jungkook’s question. Jungkook was quick to let go of the door’s handle, his feet softly padding down to his room. After he entered his bedroom, he made his way to his bed, gently placing you under his covers. His scent was everywhere. You slowly snuggled into the covers, sleep beginning to take over. You felt the bed dip on the opposite side of you, immediately feeling Jungkook’s strong arms wrapping around you.
“..... I’ve missed you so much” Jungkook whispered into the dark, placing a soft kiss on the top of your head. You were already asleep by then though.
Jungkook pulled your sleeping body closer to him, closing his eyes as he held you. He felt at peace finally.
Now you were laying in his arms, feeling content with the moment. You were suddenly jolted from your moment of happiness by the sound of crashes coming from the other side of the room’s door.
Jungkook tensed as he heard the crashes too.
Jungkook tensed as he heard the crashes too.
“Stay here,” he mumbled out, rolling out of bed with his messy hair as he went to check what was going on outside.
“Where is she?!”
“I don’t know! She wasn’t in her room!”
“Fucking find her then!”
“Stop yelling then!”
You frowned in confusion.
Were they looking for me?
You quietly got out of bed, waking to the door that was slightly open. Jungkook was standing in the middle of the hallway as he watched something going on in the living room. You secretly crept behind him, looking to the side to see what was going on. A soft gasp left your mouth as you saw the living room. It was torn apart to say the least. Couches turned over. Chairs pushed against the wall. The table seemed to be broken.
“I told you one of us should’ve stayed up to keep an eye on her!”
“We were all fucking tired! What’d you expect us to do!?”
Jungkook turned around, ready to go get you, but was surprised when he saw you hiding behind him.
“Oh, you’re already out of bed. The others are....uh... looking for you,” He sheepishly said, rubbing the back of his neck.
You silently nodded, kind of afraid of everything going on in the living room. Jungkook noticed your fear and instantly frowned.
“Go back into the room for now, I’ll tell them that you’re with me, okay?”
You silently nodded and quickly went back into Jungkook’s room, closing the door behind you.
The commotion outside went silent before a few footsteps began to approach the door’s room. You began to hear muffled voices coming from the other side of the door. You could barely hear what was being said.
“Let me see her”
“No, you’re going to scare her”
“Says the one who pinned her to the wall and nearly made her pass out from frightening her”
“I don’t care if you’re older than me, I won’t fucking hesitate to hit you”
“Step out of the way Jungkook”
“Fuck off Jin”
“I swear to god you little sh-“
A grunt and crash echoed through the door. You heard the sound of punches being thrown. You instinctively got out of bed to see what happened, worried for the boys. As you opened the door, you were met with the site of Jimin slamming Jungkook against the wall, gripping his shirt. Seokjin stood to the side, knowing that if he stepped in now, he would just make things worse. You saw no other members around.
The others must be deep sleepers.....
Jimin began to throw punches at Jungkook, rage taking over him.
“(Y/N)! Watch out!” Seokjin yelled, a hand reaching out for you.
At that moment Jungkook had pushed Jimin off of him, sending the older male towards you without knowing. Jimin’s back crashed into you, resulting in you stumbling against the wall. Jimin’s weight crushed you, causing you to yelp in pain as your body took the impact of Jimin’s fall. The moment your yelp reached the ears of the two angry males, they immediately froze.
You heard a door slam shut and heavy footsteps approaching the scene. You were too busy rubbing your arm in pain.
Dammit there’s going to be a bruise there.
You suddenly froze as you heard Yoongi’s voice echo through the hallway. You didn’t dare to look up.
“What the fuck is going on?” Yoongi asked, his voice sending shivers down your spine. Although he wasn’t yelling, you could tell that anger lied behind his voice.
The hallway suddenly became freezing as you heard Yoongi’s footsteps come closer to where Jungkook and Jimin stood.
You felt that hell was probably warmer than where you were right now.
Note: I’m terribly sorry for the long wait. I apologize if this chapter seems a little odd or unorganized. I’ll try to upload earlier for the next chapter. I hope that this series is still enjoyable for you, and please send in any feedback or suggestions, they really do help me <3
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
“We’re angels, (y/n), fallen angels to be exact.”
What does he mean by that, that can’t be true, that type of stuff isn’t true.
Just as you were about to open your mouth to voice your thoughts, Namjoon interrupted you.
“I know it sounds......silly, but please, just let me explain everything and then you can ask questions and tell us your thoughts, okay little dove?” Namjoon softly says to you, noticing your puffy eyes from the previous night’s events. You closed your mouth and simply nodded, curling yourself into Seokjin’s body as you prepared for the rest of the explanation.
“We’re fallen angels, one angel to be specific. The soul of that angel is split into seven, and so we each represent part of that soul. We’re not entirely sure why we’re down here and we’ve been trying to figure that out, but we’ve come up with nothing after many centuries. All we know is that we were put down here for a reason. Now you probably have noticed that our eyes tend to shift in color sometimes, right?” Namjoon asks, cocking one eyebrow up in question.
You don’t say anything but simply replied with a small nod, memories of Jungkook’s golden eyes rising from your subconscious.
“Well that happens when we tend to lose control of our emotions. As fallen angels we have... how do you say.... abilities? Those abilities are closely tied to our emotions, so if our feelings ever go out of control, we tend to lose control of our abilities too, causing us to often do rash things. We all can do the same thing, but since we each got only part of the original soul, we each naturally have one ability that is stronger than the six others. Our abilities are most effective when we are in contact with another person...... has everything I said been understandable?” Namjoon asks, observing your body language in order to understand the emotions that swirled behind your eyes.
You slightly nodded at Namjoon, avoiding his eyes. You were scared. Past memories were flooding in all at once. The fan meet. Jimin’s eyes. The shock that went through you when Jungkook pinned you against the wall. Everything. It all seemed to click into place, but you were afraid to believe anything that Namjoon said. You slightly trembled and attempted to curl in on yourself as you waited for Namjoon to continue. You had become increasingly aware of Seokjin’s body wrapped around yours.
If they all have powers, then Jin can hurt me too.
You subtly attempted to move away from Seokjin as much as you could, trying to avoid as much contact with him as possible. Seokjin noticed your movements and frowned in sadness. He didn’t make any move to stop you, but he still missed the warmth of your body against his. You stopped shifting when you sat at the edge of the chair, Seokjin’s legs still on either side of you, but not touching you at all.
“You might be wondering what each of our abilities is then. So we’ll go down and around the table having each member explain their specialized ability,” Namjoon said, his eyes flickering over to the older male that sat next to him, Yoongi.
He looked extremely dead. His eyes were surrounded by dark circles. His eyes were filled with so many mixed emotions, pain being the most prominent. Your heart fell as you remembered the words he spat at you about a week ago. You instinctively avoided Yoongi’s gaze, scared that he might yell at you again. Yoongi noticed this and immediately knew why you weren’t looking him in the eyes. It broke his heart as he saw you dart your eyes randomly to the marble table, expertly avoiding his yearning gaze.
“....Baby? Please look at me..... I’m really sorry for what I said a week ago. I didn’t mean it at all, baby girl. I promise you. Please, please look at me at least. You don’t have to forgive me, but please look at me,” Yoongi begged, clenching his hands in his lap as he waited to see your beautiful eyes. You kept your head down, afraid to meet his gaze. You heard Yoongi sigh in defeat as he began to speak.
“......My strength lies in ice. My eyes tend to shift to an ice blue when I’m unstable,” Yoongi softly says, saying his words slowly in order to not scare you. You jumped in surprise as you felt the room become colder. You slightly looked up to see Yoongi’s palm pressed against the marble table, ice crystals gracefully building up around his hands. The beautiful cold crystals seemed to move as if they had a mind of their own, slowing growing towards the spot where you sat. It was as if it yearned for you. You didn’t know how to react, but you knew now that everything Namjoon had said so far must be true.
“That’s enough Yoongi, I believe she understands now. Next member please,” Namjoon said, his eyes landing on Hoseok.
You glanced up at Hoseok’s face and quietly gasped as you saw a multitude of bruises forming under his jaw. The bruises seemed to grow and bloom all along one side of his jaw. When his eyes met yours, he couldn’t help the affection that rose up in him. He wanted to hold you and protect you from everything terrible in the world. He saw the fear that you tried to hold in, how you wanted to hide away from all of them. His eyes began to fill with sorrow and caution as he began to speak.
“I specialize in fire. I can’t do much from afar but I can do damage if I’m in close contact with a person. My eyes will turn a deep red when I’m unstable,” Hoseok says, placing his hand on the table to reveal his ability. Soft embers began to grow and curl around Hoseok’s hand. You shrunk into yourself as you saw the embers begin to flicker in your direction, almost as if they wanted to surround you. You stopped trembling when Hoseok removed his hand from the table, a burn mark left behind on the marble surface.
“Okay, next,” Namjoon said, nodding his head at Hoseok before turning to fix his gaze on Seokjin, who sat rigidly behind you. You hesitantly twisted yourself to look at Seokjin, slightly afraid that he would hurt you. Seokjin noticed your fear and softly looked down at you with doe like eyes.
“Don’t be afraid princess, I won’t hurt you. My abilities aren’t too dangerous,” Seokjin quietly said to you, causing you to relax a little.
“My ability is healing. I can cause the immediate death of living cells too, but I don’t use that skill often. I can make flowers bloom by touching them or I can do larger scale stuff like healing cuts, bruises, and stuff like that. You had bruises on your wrists last night but I was able to heal those luckily,” Seokjin pointed out, causing you to glance down at your wrists. They were clear of black and blue marks.
“O-oh, uh, t-thank you...” you quietly said, holding your wrists to your chest as you avoided Seokjin’s gaze. Seokjin frowned a little at your actions. He wanted to see your beautiful eyes trained on him again.
“Whenever I’m unstable, one eye will change into a light hazel with gold streaks randomly around it, and the other eye pretty much becomes a lilac color with gold sprinkled in,” Seokjin says, carefully observing you for your reaction. You simply nod before turning back around in your seat, your body still a little tense as you sat at the edge of the chair. Seokjin subtly clenched his fists as he tried to restrain himself from pulling you flush against him.
“Okay, next?,” Namjoon says, breaking the silence in the room. You turned to see the next member, Jimin.
He locked eyes with you before sending you a soft and tired smile. You could see the bags beginning to form under his eyes. He yearned for your touch. He was slowly loosing his sanity the longer he was away from your touch.
“I... i- uh specialize in all things liquid, whether it be water, blood, or gasoline. As long as it’s a liquid I can control it. I can also control the flow of the liquid and the temperature of them. I can’t really use my abilities unless I am in contact with the liquid or the container that holds the liquid. My eyes will shift to a dark cloudy gray with amethyst splashed randomly,” Jimin cautiously said to you, his eyes filled with a lot of love and affection for you. He hated seeing you so scared.
You silently nodded, fear still radiating from your body. You were absolutely terrified of each male in the room. You broke your gaze from Jimin to meet the eyes of the next member, Taehyung.
He looked like a train wreck. His hair was messy and sticking up in random directions. A colorful bruise was blossoming across his cheeks, and he look downright exhausted. His tired state didn’t stop him from smiling and admiring you.
“Hey beautiful.....”
You were caught off guard and flickered your eyes down to your lap, playing with your thumbs as you felt Taehyung’s intense stare. Namjoon quietly cleared his throat in order to get Taehyung back to reality. The young boy snapped out of his trance before opening his mouth to speak.
“My strength deals with air, or like wind in general. I can control the flow, power, and speed of air within and around living beings if I come in contact with any. My eyes will switch to a dark purple with gold streaks,” Taehyung cautiously said, trying to catch your gaze again. You quickly nodded, not daring to look up. Taehyung looked at your small form in despair. Everyone in the room could tell that you were trying your best not to bolt and run out of the room. He stared at you for a few more seconds before moving his gaze down to his lap, sad that he couldn’t get you to look at him longer. Everyone else’s gaze were already fixed on the next member, Jungkook.
You knew Jungkook was next, but you refused to look up at all. You began to slightly tremble as you remembered the painful shock that he sent through you last night. Jungkook was staring at your from across the table, his eyes flickering in color as he stared at your trembling form. He was mad at himself for hurting you. He refused to say anything, his jaw clenched as he watched you avoid his gaze.
“Jungkook specializes in electricity, his eyes turn gold when he’s unstable. I specialize in the mind. My eyes will turn a clear light emerald color when I’m unstable,” Namjoon quickly said, saving Jungkook from talking.
You silently nodded as you still stared at your lap. You didn’t want to look up at all. You were afraid to meet any of their gazes again.
They can kill me at any second if they wanted too.
“......little dove? A-are you okay? Do you want us to stop for now?....or are you okay with us continuing? We’re almost done explaining.....” Namjoon hesitantly stuttered out, watching as you kept your head down. You didn’t say anything, you just nodded your head once more.
Don’t make any sudden movements. They can kill you. They can hurt you....
“.....we have one more thing to say okay, baby girl?...... how do we say this..... y-you’re our sou-,” Namjoon didn’t get to finish his sentence as he suddenly felt his throat close in. He frowned in confusion as he tried to clear his throat again.
“You’re our so-“
Namjoon was cut off again as his throat instinctively closed up on him. The others in the room noticed Namjoon’s difficulty and looked at him with confusion. You slowly looked up to see Namjoon’s face filled with alarm as he stared at the other members.
“Uh.... what Namjoon is trying to say is that you’re our s-,”
Hoseok’s voice was immediately cut off as his throat closed up too. His eyes widened with panic.
What the hell is going on....
“T-there’s this uh cur-,”
The word curse was cut off from Jimin’s voice as he felt his throat also close up. Panic began to settle into each of the members. They had no clue why it was so difficult and near impossible to tell you about the curse and soulmate thing. They never had a problem with telling their previous mates, but for some reason, they couldn’t finish their sentences anymore when they tried to explain to you the curse.
“Uh Jin, can you please take (y/n) back to her room? I need to talk with you and the others privately for a few minutes....” Namjoon asked, panic hidden behind his calm demeanor.
Jin silently nodded his head as he placed his hands on your waist to help you get out of the chair. You instinctively flinched away from Seokjin when he touched you, afraid that he might do something to you.
“I-I can go to the room on m-my own.....” you hesitantly mumbled out, moving out of the chair and staring down at your feet, avoiding the seven gazes that pierced you.
“Are you sure?....” Seokjin hesitantly asked, still sitting in his chair.
You hurriedly nodded your head, slowly shuffling towards the exit.
“O-okay..... if you need anything come get me Okay?” Seokjin softly said, worried laced in his voice. You nodded again before quickly making your way out of the dinning room. You made it to your room, pausing for a split second to make sure that the seven males had begun talking again, their muffled voices coming from the dining room.
I have to get out of here.
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“What the fuck just happened,” Namjoon said after he was sure he heard your footsteps going back to your room.
“I-I don’t know, i-it’s like the curse or something is preventing us from telling her about this whole mate and curse thing.....” Hoseok said, his body tense and alert.
“But we’ve never had a problem with this before in the past,” Taehyung said, a worried look plastered against his face.
“I don’t have a good feeling about any of this....” Seokjin said, his arms crossed as he intensely concentrated on the situation at hand.
“I don’t understand what’s so different this time.... it’s supposed to be the same cycle as always. We find our soulmate. Tell them about what we are and the curse and soulmate thing. They usually understand and things will go fine for a few years and then they will randomly forget about what we are and about the curse an-“ Yoongi’s frantic voice was cut off by Jimin’s soft voice.
“Then they’ll start to act weird and like a different person, and then....they betray us......” Jimin quietly mumbled to himself. His heart breaking a little as he remembered the pain and heartbreak he suffered for many years.
“.....it has to mean something if the cycle is different this time...” Namjoon mutters, his eyes shut as he leans his elbows on the table, his hands holding his head.
The room is silent for a bit before Jungkook’s chair screeches against the floor, tumbling to the ground as the young male stands up.
Everyone turns to look at him, ready to question his actions.
“Shh.....do you hear that?”
Everyone stills and focuses on the sound Jungkook was referring to. They heard your soft footsteps, but it wasn’t coming from your room, it was coming from the living room, and it sounded as if you were heading towards the exit.
“...shit....”
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You quickly gathered the clothes you had stored in the room’s drawers before stuffing them into a duffel bag you found. You frantically put your shoes on and stepped out into the hallway, trying to remain as quiet as you could. You heard the muffled voices from the dinning room still echoing through the place.
I hope they won’t hear me
You quietly tiptoed to the front door, certain that you had made no sound. Your heartbeat began to rapidly increase as you reached the front door, your hand hovering over the handle. You used your other hand to move the lock out of place, breathing out the breath you were holding in. The soft click of the lock indicated that the door was open. As you pushed down on the handle, you were met with resistance. You frowned to yourself as you applied more pressure.
The door remained shut.
What’s going on.
You tried again, but suddenly froze as you heard the dinning room door slam open.
No no no no don’t do this to me
Your hand began to tremble as you continuously tried to push the handle down, failing each time.
“(Y/n)?”
Let me out, let me out!
“(Y/n)? Baby girl what are you doing?”
Footsteps began to jog closer to your trembling body
Don’t hurt me please.
Steaming hot tears began to flow from your eyes, your vision becoming blurry.
“(Y/n) calm down, we won’t hurt you. We can’t let you go until we explain everything to you. We won’t hurt you.”
You finally gave up on the door and sunk to the floor, crouching down with your arms wrapped around your legs. You were terrified. A sob echoed through the house as you cried into your legs.
“Namjoon, please do something..... I can’t handle myself seeing her like this....”
“But I don’t want to hurt her...”
“Please namjoon, it’s the only option we have at the moment”
“.......okay......”
Heavy footsteps made their way towards you, causing you to whimper and curl up against the door more.
“I’m sorry baby, this is the only thing we can do for now,” Namjoon painfully said, his hand going out to touch your arm. You tried to jerk your arm away from him, but it was useless. You were too weak to fight back.
A throbbing headache began to envelope your mind. It started as a dull pain, but then everything went numb the next second. Your eyes began to droop down, your body instantly relaxing.
“I’m so sorry baby. We’ll fix everything, I promise. I’m sorry,”
Your vision was blurry as your brain began to shut down. Next thing you know, your vision blacked out, your body shifted into a slumber mode.
The remaining six boys worriedly stood around you, pain filling their eyes as you slumped into Namjoon’s hold.
Warning(s): a little angst?, a little fluff, some violence
Note: sorry for the long wait :( I was feeling a bit weird these past few days so I found it hard to write properly. This entire chapter might seem a little sloppy and I apologize for that. I hope you still enjoy it and I’ll do my best to make the next one better. Please feel free to give me any feedback, it helps me improve my writing <3
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
In a flash, Jungkook was thrown away from your body. You were too terrified and in shock to notice who had pushed Jungkook. Tears still streamed down your face as a sob broke through you. Your back began to slide down the wall, bringing you to a curled up position. The sounds of punches and yells filled your ears, making you tremble in fear.
Seokjin saw your small body curled up against the wall, your face hidden by your knees. His heart broke instantly as he saw you begin to shake in fear.
I’ll let the others deal with Jungkook
He quickly approached you, lightly placing his fingers upon your arm. His heart immediately clenched when you instinctively flinched and whimpered from his touch.
My beautiful princess.... she’s terrified of us now
Seokjin carefully crouched down to your level, his comforting words filling your ears.
“Princess? It’s me, Jin. I won’t hurt you, I promise. I’m going to take you to a safer place okay? You have to trust me, please princess?” Seokjin said into your ear, his arms slowly wrapping around you in order to protect you from the fight. You were too scared to say anything, so you simply nodded your head, attempting to curl into yourself more as you heard a crash coming from the fight.
Seokjin looked down at you with worried eyes, placing a soft kiss upon your head before moving to place his arms under you, quickly lifting you into a bridal position. You immediately wrapped your arms around his neck and hid your face in his chest, worried to look at the fight that was destroying your apartment. You took one peek from Seokjin’s chest and immediately regretted it. Your eyes had made contact with Jimin’s. His eyes were a different color, they were almost glowing . There was so much anger and rage behind his eyes. You were terrified, more tears beginning to flow as fear continued to coarse through your veins. You turned your head back into the safety of Seokjin’s chest, attempting to suppress the sob rising in you.
Seokjin quickly made his way to the exit door, not bothering to tell the others since they were busy attempting to hold down Jungkook. As he stepped out into the pouring rain, he quickly dashed for one of the black cars parked on the side of the street, opening the passenger side and sliding you in. He quickly dashed for the drivers seat, slamming the door shut to prevent more water from entering.
He quickly got out his phone and texted Namjoon to call for one of the company cars to pick him up when they were ready to leave since he was taking the car they came in. After doing so, he turned the keys and started the ignition, slowly stepping on the gas pedal as he headed back to their dorms. When he glanced over at you, he saw your curled up form sleeping, exhausted from crying and fighting against Jungkook.
It’s okay baby girl, I’ll protect you, no one will hurt you
He quickly switched the radio on, Seokjin’s song, awake, slowly trickling out the speakers, surrounding the both of you in calming sounds.
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“You fucking bastard!!” Jimin growls out, pinning Jungkook to the wall and repeatedly punching the younger member with his bloody fists.
Jungkook grabbed Jimin by his arms and sent a severe shock through the older male’s body, causing Jimin to flinch mid punch. Jungkook took that opportunity to kick Jimin to the ground, panting heavily as he waited for the next attacker. The other members were surrounding him, their eyes shifted to their respective colors, their bodies tense and ready to fight.
“Jungkook. Calm down, now. You’ve done enough damage today,” Namjoon coldly said, his clear emerald green eyes staring daggers at the younger male. Jungkook was too blinded by his emotions to even comprehend what came out of Namjoon’s mouth. Jungkook just acted uncontrollably and began to charge at Namjoon.
The both of them collided onto the floor, both grunting in pain as the wooden floors caught their fall. The other members quickly acted and began to move in on the golden eyed boy, struggling to tear him off their leader. Namjoon was quick to grab a hold of Jungkook’s upper arms, staring straight into the member’s golden eyes. As soon as they made eye contact, a sharp pain began to resonate in Jungkook’s head. The sharp pain became excruciating as a few seconds pass. The pain became unbearable to the point where Jungkook was forced to let go of Namjoon and had to curl up on the floor, pleading for mercy.
“Stop it!! It hurts!! Please!!!”
Namjoon stared at the trembling male, his face not revealing any emotion. Soon Jungkook’s pleading was cut off as he passed out from the pain, his body still curled up on the floor. Namjoon just emotionlessly got to his feet and barked out a few commands at the others.
“Hoseok, guard Jungkook and help me load him into the car when it arrives. Taehyung, help carry out Jimin. Yoongi, call for one of our bodyguards to pick us up.”
Namjoon’s stern voice didn’t waver at all. His eyes were already back to normal, but everyone could tell that one wrong move would send Namjoon into an unstable condition. They’ve rarely seen their leader like this, since he was always the one with the best control. Each member was quick to follow their directions, warily watching out for any sudden bursts of anger from Namjoon.
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Seokjin arrived at the dorms, jogging to your side to get your sleeping body out of the car. He quickly made his way into the apartment, only to be greeted with the trashed and torn up living room.
God dammit I have to clean this up later.
Seokjin maneuvered his way through the mess, making his way to your room. As he walked down the hallway, he turned to stare at your sleeping form. Tears still stained your cheeks, and your eyes were tightly squeezed in your sleeping state. His heart was in pain as he saw your body begin to shake a bit due to the nightmare you were having.
When he approached your room, he quietly entered, blindly maneuvering through the dark room. He located your bed and quickly turned on the lamp placed on the night stand. He gently placed you down on your bed, moving the covers to securely wrap around your exhausted body. He caught a quick glimpse at your wrists, black and blue marks scattered all around them.
His eyes quickly flashed in anger as he stared at them. He hesitantly reached out to enclose one of your wrists in his hands, his warmth bringing you comfort. Seokjin closed his eyes and focused in on your wrists, a slight headache beginning to form in the back of his mind. He felt his touch beginning to warm up your skin. The headache in his mind began to grow even more, causing him to almost faint. When he was sure enough time had passed, he opened his eyes, releasing your wrist from his grasp. Your bruised wrist was all healed and clear of any blue or black marks. Seokjin tiredly smiled to himself as he stared at the unmarred skin. He quickly went to the other wrist, enclosing it in his grasp again. The headache from earlier came rushing back at him with an even stronger force. He knew he was pushing his abilities to the max, but he hated seeing the bruises on you. He was willing to take the pain as long as it meant you were safe. A few minutes passed before Seokjin was finished healing you. Sweat was already beginning to accumulate on his forehead. As he was letting go of your wrist, ready to turn off the lamp to let you rest, he noticed he was met with resistance. When he turned to look at you, he noticed that you had unconsciously gripped the edge of his shirt, not aware of what you’re doing.
“Please stay,” you mumbled in your sleep, your hand still gripping onto Seokjin’s shirt. Jin looked down at your sleeping and unconscious state with loving eyes before simply nodding, turning the lamp off to crawl into bed with you. He quickly wrapped his arms around you, bringing you close to his body as he held you tight.
“Don’t worry my princess, I’ll protect you, I’ll protect you from any harm, I promise.”
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The other members had arrived home in silence. The bodyguard didn’t notice nor suspect anything suspicious since Namjoon used the last of his remaining energy to adjust the bodyguard’s memories. As the six members dragged themselves to the living room, they all collapsed. Hoseok threw Jungkook’s limp body over one of the couches while Taehyung let Jimin’s tired body crumple onto a chair. They were all tired, but they knew the night wasn’t over yet. Namjoon was still emotionless, his body tense and his gaze sharp. He was still angry, filled with rage and frustration from the past few days.
“I’m going to bed. I want this damn place cleaned up in the morning, and I want all of you on your best behavior tomorrow. We’re going to have a talk, all of us, including (y/n). She’s seen enough and she’s probably terrified. We might as well inform her as much as we can of what’s going on. I swear if any of you make one wrong move, I won’t fucking hesitate to put you into a damn coma, understood?” Namjoon gritted out, his jaw clenching as he stared at the members. Each of them, besides Jungkook, nodded their heads, afraid to say anything.
“Good, now clean this mess up and go sleep,” Namjoon mumbled out, turning and going to his room.
The living room remained silent for a few more minutes, no one moving just yet.
The sound of the clock chiming four times jolted the remaining members back to reality. They all began to move around and clean the room in silence. They knew that when the sun rose again, the truth would be out, and they knew you were going to be terrified either way.
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You slowly shifted in your sleep, curling up into the source of warmth next to you. You suddenly froze when you felt the bundle of warmth move, your senses becoming alert.
You carefully tilted your head to meet the sleeping face of Seokjin. He peacefully slept against the pillow, his arms still securely wrapped around you.
How did I end up here?
Memories of the previous night came rushing in all at once. Jungkook’s eyes, his forceful kiss, Jimin’s eyes, him punching Jungkook, Seokjin taking you away from your apartment.
Your breathing and heart rate immediately picked up as you remembered everything. Seokjin woke up in a frantic state as he began to feel your body shake with fear again. He gripped you in his embrace and looked down to see your eyes shut and your face pressed against his chest. He hated seeing you like this.
“Baby? Why are you shaking? It’s okay, princess. No one will hurt you. I promised I’ll protect you and I mean it,” Seokjin softly spoke out, one of his hands stroking your hair in a comforting way.
You responded by further curling into Seokjin’s body, relaxing a little as he combed his fingers through your hair.
“Let’s get some breakfast, okay? I’m pretty sure you’re hungry now,” Seokjin suggested, still holding you as he got out of bed. He carried you all the way to the kitchen, holding you tightly to him.
When he entered the dining room, he saw that all the other members were already awake, each of them sitting in their respective chairs. They were all stiff and tense, each member trying their best not to make any harsh movements. Namjoon sat at the head of the table, his body still radiating anger and rage.
“Jin, it’s good to see you awake now. Please sit down. It’s time we talk with (y/n). All of us,” Namjoon said, his eyes flicking over to your form, your face hidden in Seokjin’s neck.
Seokjin sat down in his chair, not letting you go still. He moved you so that you were sitting in his lap now, your body flush against His.
You hesitantly looked around at your surroundings, fear racing back into you as you saw Jungkook sitting near Namjoon. His eyes were surrounded by bags and a bruise was forming on his cheeks. His eyes were brown right now, but you could still vividly remember his golden eyes, how dangerous and scary they were.
Namjoon seemed to notice your panicked state for he began to try to calm you down.
“It’s okay (y/n), Jungkook won’t hurt you. We won’t let him go near you. We just want to discuss a few things with you. I understand you’re really confused and scared, but we’ll explain it all, I promise. Just please give us this one chance to straighten things out,” Namjoon pleaded, his eyes filled with mixed emotions as he stared at you.
You hesitantly nodded, not trusting your mouth to speak for you.
Note: sorry for the grammar mistakes, I’ll edit it slowly as I reread it again. Hope you enjoy the story! I’ll do my best to make sure the next one is better ^_^
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
Your eyes slowly roamed the blank ceiling above you, the dark night clouds outside casting your room in shades of grey, black, and pale white. The soft patter of rain against your window was the only thing you heard as you steadily breathed in and out.
You felt lifeless.
It’s been about six days since you’ve seen the seven males. Even though it’s been only a few days apart from them, you couldn’t help the pain that constricted your heart. Your mind vividly remembered the feeling of each of their touches, the feeling of their arms around you. You ignored each and every one of their calls. Your phone continually rung and vibrated to the point where you just let it die in your hands, not being able to deal with the pain that came with every sound of your ringtone.
You’d convinced yourself that they were just going to feed you lies to comfort your broken heart if you picked the phone up. You were also still confused as to what you expected from the relationship you had with them. There’s seven of them, but you had fallen for all seven members.
You were thrown from your thoughts as a banging noise echoed off the front door.
Who the hell would visit me at one in the morning
The banging sound continued loudly, filling the empty apartment with its echo. You slowly crept out of bed, fear beginning to drip into your blood stream. You looked down the hall and saw your front door pulsing with each hit the mysterious person blew to it. You didn’t know what to do, afraid for your life.
Is someone going to kill me?
Your worries became a fuzzy mess as you barely heard the muffled voice that came from behind the wooden door.
Jungkook?
Your feet began to move on it’s own accord, bringing your trembling frame to the door. You heard the muffled voice again, yelling for you to open the door.
That has to be Jungkook....
You hesitantly reached for the golden lock, slowly twisting it as you inhaled a big breath of air.
The scraping of the metal lock sliding out of place could be barely heard as the pounding of your heart filled your ears. A simple click reverberated through the place, signaling that the door was fully unlocked.
In a flash, the door was swung open, the sound of it groaning on its hinges caused you to tense up.
Standing before you was a soaked Jungkook, his eyes covered by his drenched bangs. He was breathing heavily, his broad shoulders moving up and down with every breath.
“J-Jungkook?” You stuttered out, your hand beginning to reach out hesitantly towards him.
At the sound of your voice, his head whipped up to meet your gaze. At that moment, lightning flashed through the windows of the apartment, but that wasn’t what caused you to gasp in fear. It was the golden eyes that stared you down.
What has happened toJungkook?
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The entire dorm was a mess. The furniture broken, the chairs overturned, and drops of blood staining the carpet. Yoongi was pushed back against a wall by Seokjin and Hoseok, his ice cold gaze fixed upon Jimin.
Just a few minutes ago, Taehyung, Yoongi, Seokjin, and Hoseok had arrived in the living room after being commanded by Namjoon to meet there for another meeting to discuss their situation with you. Soon, the sound of Jimin’s feet echoed down the hallway, indicating his proximity to the living room. When he arrived, he sat down in one of the chairs, his body tense and his hands clenched together.
He’d been suffering a headache for the last few hours, and it was only growing worse.
Nobody knew what happened, but in a quick second, Jimin was lunging towards Yoongi, a snarl coming out of him. Jimin’s headache reached the highest pain possible at that moment, triggering something in him. Yoongi and Jimin both tumbled to the floor, knocking the chair over.
Both of their eyes shifted to their respective colors, Yoongi’s iris coated in the iciest of blues while Jimin’s iris was soaked in a thunderstorm grey, random parts splashed with streaks of amethyst.
Jimin swung his fist down towards Yoongi’s face, his veins bulging as he swung. Yoongi barely dodged the hit, scrambling out of Jimin’s hold with sharp movements. They both stood up and stared each other down. They moved with extreme speed as they lunged for one another. Jimin’s arm began to become coated with ice as Yoongi gripped it, Yoongi’s eyes flashing as he met Jimin’s gaze. Jimin didn’t care as the ice began to burn down his flesh, his mind too busy focusing in on Yoongi’s neck. The veins there were beginning to bulge out of the skin, the arteries and veins around that area suddenly being flooded with an extreme amount of blood. Jimin’s concentrated face morphed into a malicious smirk as he saw the skin around Yoongi’s neck start to tear a bit due to the overwhelming amount of blood accumulating in the veins and arteries. A small stream of blood began to flow from a tiny wound that opened up upon Yoongi’s neck.
“One, two, three, GO!!”
The two violent males were quickly separated from each other by the other three males in the room. Yoongi’s blood dropped upon the carpet, his breath heavy as Taehyung held him against the wall. Tiny ice crystals coated Taehyung’s hands where they held down Yoongi, the sharp rocks shallowly cutting into his skin.
On the other side of the room, Hoseok and Seokjin were holding down Jimin, both grunting in pain as they felt their blood flow beginning to slow down, their ears filling with their fast heartbeat.
“God dammit, fucking stop it Jimin!! You’re going to kill one of us!!” Hoseok grunted out, his grip on the younger one tightening.
Jimin’s eyes began to flicker back to his normal chocolate brown, his breathing slowly becoming steady, his headache wearing off.
Yoongi, on the other hand, still stared down Jimin, his eyes refusing to return to its natural color. Taehyung winced in pain as the ice slowly began to spread over his hand.
“Yoongi, you too, fucking cut this stupid act out,” Seokjin spat, his eyes narrowing at the blood that began to leak from Taehyung’s hands.
Yoongi slowly closed his eyes, slowing his breathing back down. When he opened his eyes again, his iris was coated in the natural brown again, no trace of ice blue left behind.
The room was tense, no one moved. Seokjin and Hoseok still held back Jimin while Taehyung held back Yoongi. The ice around Jimin’s arm began to melt off, revealing a red bloody wound in the shape of a hand. Everyone knew the wound left behind wouldn’t be able to heal by itself. Yoongi’s neck wound was still dripping with blood, but the wound was slowly closing up as Yoongi’s body inhumanly repaired the skin.
Everything began to cool off before all five members heard the heavy boots of Namjoon rapidly making its way towards the living room.
Namjoon’s eyes were filled with panic as he looked around and asked the entire room, “Where the fuck is Jungkook?”
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In a flash, Jungkook moved towards you with rapid yet graceful motions. He had slammed the door shut, quickly pushing you up against the wall. Before you could process what was happening, you felt soft lips cover yours. Jungkook roughly kissed you, pinning your hands against the wall.
Panic began to coat every part of your body. You struggled against Jungkook’s grip, your eyes pricked with tears as the grip on your wrists tightened. Jungkook broke the kiss for a split second before attacking your lips again, ignoring the tears that streamed down your face from the pain on your wrists.
“Mmphhh!!” You struggled out, your voice muffled by Jungkook’s bruising kiss.
Jungkook detaches his lips from yours again, looking up to meet your gaze, the golden irises sending shivers down your spine.
“J-Jungkook please l-let me go, please,” you whimpered out, shaking as his inhumanly eyes stared at you.
Jungkook didn’t listen to your pleading before he pressed his drenched body against yours once more, latching his lips onto your mouth.
He was out of control, he was unstable.
As his lips attacked yours, you felt a sharp pain travel down your arms. It felt electrifying, it felt like a fire was traveling through your arms. It was painful, yet it almost felt so pleasurable at the same time.
Tears still fell from your eyes as Jungkook slid his tongue into your mouth. You wanted him to stop, but at the same time you didn’t. His kiss was becoming more addicting as he moved his lips over yours. Everything was so confusing.
Just as you were beginning to tire out from attempting to struggle out of Jungkook’s grip, the door slammed open with a bang.
“Jungkook, you bastard, I’m going to fucking kill you!”
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
“You fucking bastard!,” Jungkook screams, his voice hoarse from yelling at Yoongi for the past thirty minutes.
“Jungkook I swear to god if you don’t fucking calm down right now I’m going to throw you through the fucking door,” Namjoon snarled, his patience already past zero and making its way towards the negatives.
Jungkook was pushed up against the wall, his body begin held back by a frustrated Namjoon and a bloody-nosed Hoseok. Seokjin was standing protectively over Yoongi, his eyes beginning to shift in colors as he continued to watch Jungkook attempt to thrash out of Namjoon and Hoseok’s hold. Taehyung and Jimin stood on both of Yoongi’s side, one of their eyes already shifted in color, their bodies ready to move forward if Jungkook gets close to Yoongi. The entire scene was Hell.
“Jungkook, I’ll say it one more time, calm the fuck down. None of this is actually Yoongi’s fault and you know that, “ Namjoon calmly said, slowly relaxing his grip on Jungkook. Hoseok let go of Jungkook too, his eyes darting all over Jungkook’s body, calculating the young one’s next move.
Jungkook fell straight to the floor, his golden eyes starting to dull back to a hazel brown. His breathing was heavy, but his silence was enough to convince all the other members that he wouldn’t attempt to attack Yoongi anymore.
Everyone in the room relaxed the moment Jungkook’s breathing began to even out, their tense muscles slouching in an instant.
It was as if a bomb went off the moment Yoongi finished explaining what happened through his drunken state, his words slurring often. The moment he had finished talking, Jungkook was immediately lunging for him. He was tackled to the ground by Taehyung who held him down and slammed him against the wooden floors. Jungkook was strong enough to throw Taehyung off of him, but he didn’t get far before Hoseok was dragging the violent boy away from Yoongi. That’s when Hoseok got punched in the face, causing him to mutter Bloody Mary as he attempted to recover. With the help of Namjoon, Jimin, and Hoseok, the wild golden eyed member was finally pushed against the wall and calmed.
After all of that had passed, the room was now filled with silence, the sound of Yoongi taking another swing of his alcohol being the only thing echoing off the walls.
“.......let me call and check in on her right now,” Seokjin tiredly says, pulling out his phone from his pocket.
He quickly dialed the number he’d dialed so many times before, placing the call on speaker.
It rung one time.
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
“Just end the damn call, she’s not going to pick up,” Jimin mutters under his breath, walking over to the overturned couch, leaning against it for support.
Seokjin sorrowfully stared down at the phone, his heart breaking as the phone’s monotonous voice trickled out of the speakers.
“What the hell are we going to do? She’s probably fucking terrified right now,” Hoseok asks, angrily running his hand through his hair, his eyes flashing a haunting red before tuning back to a dark brown.
“Let me go over to her place and-,”
“We need to give her time, she probably doesn’t want to see any of us at the moment any ways. We might frighten her more by going to see her,” Namjoon said, interrupting Taehyung in the process.
“Let’s just clean ourselves up first before we begin to think of what to do next,” Namjoon sighed out, walking forward to go and drag Yoongi to his bedroom. The moment Namjoon’s skin touched Yoongi, ice began to form and crawl upon Namjoon’s skin, the ice burning through his flesh.
“Fucking shit,” Namjoon curses out, flinching back and withdrawing his hand. “He’s still unstable, god dammit.”
“Seokjin, you’re going to help me find a way to carry Yoongi to his room. The rest of you, go clean yourselves up. We’ll discuss more at dinner,” Namjoon commanded, his tone firm and even.
Footsteps echoed out of the room, silence following each member. Yoongi just stayed still on the floor, taking another chug of alcohol as he stared blankly at the wall.
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You couldn’t sleep at all that night. You were tossing and turning, the scene with Yoongi playing over and over again, his words swamping you with emotions.
He hates me
They all do
They all hate me
Those thoughts began to burn itself into your brain, tears beginning to flow and soak your pillow. The scratch on your cheek stung as the salty tears slid over it.
You turned over in bed, staring blankly at the wall as your thoughts ran wild.
A few minutes passed before you heard your phone beginning to vibrate from the night stand. You stared at the object as it’s light began to flash in the dark room. You hesitantly reached for the phone, squinting in the dark as you read the caller ID.
Seokjin
You quickly threw the phone away from you, the sound of it falling upon the carpeted floor filling your ears.
Why was he calling?
Does he know what happened?
Is he just going to comfort me with lies?
Your turned away from the phone and rolled to the other side.
They’ve all been lying to me.
It’s all been a lie.
A fucking lie
Your thoughts began to become muffled as your eyes finally drooped from exhaustion, the tears on your face leaving a trail down your face still. By the time the phone on the floor went silent, your eyes were already closed, your breathing coming out soft and steady. At least your dreams weren’t plagued with the bitter memories of the day.
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“Please! Let me go see her! Please!!”
A sob ripped through Taehyung as he tried to run out the door, his voice cracking near the end.
“Taehyung, stop it! You know what Namjoon said!,” Seokjin yelled, his arms wrapped around Taehyung in a tight grip.
Taehyung’s arms were pinned to his side, his legs kicking backwards in hopes of getting Seokjin to loosen his grip.
“What’s going on?!” Jimin’s voice echoed down the hall.
“Jimin, I need help with Taehyung again!” Seokjin grunted out as Taehyung’s foot collided with his shin.
Rapid footsteps came tumbling down the hall, Jimin appearing with a worried and panicked look in his eyes.
“God dammit Taehyung, not again,” Jimin huffs out, running to the struggling boy. Ten minutes later, the two older members had dragged Taehyung back to his room where he finally gave up. They had been put in charge of watching him since he was prone to act impulsively. They stared down at the sobbing member with worry in their eyes.
They were all broken on the inside. It’s been only three days since the incident with Yoongi and they each were finding it harder to get out of bed. Luckily Bang PD nim had given the entire week off for them, but they were all losing control because they wanted you back.
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“Yoongi, please....... please eat some food, you know (Y/n) hates it when you don’t eat your food,” Namjoon pleaded, his voice laced with pain.
Seokjin and Namjoon were able to move Yoongi back to his room after he had become stable. They placed him in his bed, but he had refused to move or do anything at all, including eat.
“Come on, do it for (Y/n), Yoongi. I know for sure she wouldn’t be too happy to come back and see you starving yourself,” Hoseok tiredly said, dark circles surrounding his eyes. For the past three days, he had taken the night shift to watch out for Yoongi, and last night was just hell for him.
Yoongi had finally moved to sat up in bed last night, but his motive was entirely different from what Hoseok thought. When Hoseok had realized that Yoongi had moved, he lit up, excited to go tell the others that Yoongi was starting to feel better now. Hoseok’s excitement was cut short as Yoongi blankly looked around, searching for something in particular.
“Yoongi.....what are you looking for?” Hoseok questioned, his eyes starting to narrow in suspicion.
The next second was when things went to hell. Yoongi lunged forward and towards a tiny desk that sat in the corner. It took a good second before Hoseok realized what Yoongi was going after. The alcohol bottle from earlier. When Namjoon and Seokjin dragged Yoongi back into his room earlier, Yoongi was still grasping a half empty bottle of alcohol. They forgot to throw it away when they were placing the drunk boy in bed.
“Yoongi no!!” Hoseok violently yelled, moving forward to intercept the older member.
Hoseok was successful in knocking Yoongi to the side, quickly scrambling to pin the frantic member down.
“I need it!! Please!! Everything hurts!! Please!!!” Yoongi desperately yelled, his hands reaching out in he direction of the glass bottle.
“Namjoon! Get in here now!!” Hoseok yelled, hoping anyone would hear his call for help.
“Stop it Yoongi, you’re going to damage yourself more,” Hoseok said, attempting to reason with Yoongi.
“Get off me. Get off me! Get off me!!” Yoongi yelled out, squirming around as he tried to reach out for the alcohol bottle.
As Yoongi began to yell, a familiar cold sensation began to dance around Hoseok’s hands.
“Shit shit shit..... he’s unstable again,” Hoseok murmured, his eyes beginning to shift in color as he prepared himself for the incoming pain.
Just as the ice crystals began to form where Hoseok touched Yoongi, Namjoon had slammed through the door, his eyes quickly scanning the room and stopping right where Hoseok and Yoongi were.
“He’s starting to become unstable again, what the fuck do we do?!” Hoseok questioned, wincing as the ice began to crawl up his hands.
“I need to talk sense into him, that’s the only way to calm him,” Namjoon quickly said, rushing to Yoongi’s side.
“Yoongi, calm down, please. It’s just Hoseok and I. We want to help you, so please, just take a deep-“
Namjoon’s words were cut short as Hoseok flinched away from Yoongi, the ice from before had already reached his upper arm. It was burning Hoseok’s flesh and he couldn’t handle holding down Yoongi anymore. Yoongi’s body moved in a quick manner as he lunged for the bottle once more.
He smiled in satisfaction as his hands closed around the cold glass bottle. Not a second passed before Namjoon had Yoongi pinned to the wall, causing Yoongi to drop the bottle of alcohol.
The moment the glass bottle shattered onto the wood floors and filled the room with an alcoholic smell, Yoongi slumped against the wall, slowly dragging himself to the floor.
Tears began to stream down Yoongi’s face as he stared at the broken glass scattered upon the floor. Namjoon stood over Yoongi, heavily breathing while Hoseok was cradling his wounds.
“I’ll drag him back to bed, go clean yourself up and rest. I’ll do the rest of your night shift,” Namjoon hoarsely said, looking at the Yoongi with worry in his eyes. Hoseok silently nodded and stood up, the sound of his boots filling the silent room.
That was what happened the previous night, but now, Hoseok and Namjoon were just trying to feed Yoongi some food. Yoongi was weak, and they knew that, but they couldn’t get him to eat a single thing.
Sounds of muffled yells and sobbing could be heard outside the door.
“God dammit, Taehyung might be acting up again,” Namjoon cursed under his breath, looking at the door in worry.
“I think Jimin and Seokjin got him, don’t worry,” Hoseok quietly said, attempting to soothe Namjoon’s nerves. Namjoon just simply nodded before turning back to Yoongi, opening his mouth once again to plead the weak member to eat.
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Jungkook collapsed on the floor, heavily breathing as his body continued to ache. He had locked himself up in the gym located in the apartment in an attempt to cool down all the anger he had in himself, but none of it was working. He broke the kicking bag, broke part of the ceiling by accurately chucking a fifty pound weight at it, and broke the treadmill by punching the control panel many times.
He was beginning to feel his anger rising up in him again, this time with more force than usual. The lights in the room began to flicker rapidly, each bulb beginning to overheat. In a quick second, all of the lights in the room shattered, showering Jungkook in pieces of glass. Jungkook just blankly stared before sitting up in the dark room. He looked at the mirror on one of the walls, only to be met with golden eyes surrounded by pure darkness. Jungkook’s rage reached its peak at this moment.
As the young member stared at his shadowed reflection in the mirror, his glowing golden eyes slightly narrowed, the reflection following suit.
A crack echoed through the blackened room, the image of the golden eyes in the mirror becoming distorted as a sharp jagged line ran straight through them. In a quick second, the entire mirror had shattered. Jungkook remained where he sat, but now he no longer was staring at his own glowing eyes. This time he was only staring at the dark wall where the mirror used to be. Jungkook slowly breathed in as he tried to reign in his emotions, thinking of your beautiful face as he calmed down. He missed you so much.
Quick Synopsis: Even the sweetest of angels will sin
After that day, you spent pretty much every afternoon and weekend with the seven boys, accompanying them to their dance practices and photo shoots, usually having dinner with them at their apartment.
You stayed over so much that they had already begun to rearrange their roommate system so that you had a bed to sleep in every time they begged you to stay the night on the weekends.
Truth be said, you didn’t understand the relationship you had with all seven of them. Each of them had you addicted to their touch. And it seemed that the longer you stayed with them, the more you craved their touch, scent, and presence.
The tour date was closing in quick and you could tell they were stressed. You tried to convince the boys that you should probably just stay at your apartment so you don’t bother them, but their constant begging and pleading always convinced you to stay.
This particular day was slightly different though. It was a Saturday so you had stayed the night, but when you woke up and sleepy walked into the kitchen, you saw six members scarfing down their breakfast, Jin scolding them at the same time for making a mess.
“Good morning, what’s the rush about,” you said, yawning in the process.
You were met with a chorus of good mornings and nicknames they’ve accumulated over time.
“Hey beautiful, the boys and I need to rush to an interview and Bang PD nim told us last second so we’re in a rush. Yoongi will be staying home because he’s working on some music. Do you want to come with us ?” Namjoon said, his eyes sparkling the moment he met your gaze.
“You guys seem like you’re in a hurry and I don’t want to slow you down so I’ll just stay home,” you said, laughing as Taehyung stole a piece of bacon from Jungkook, causing Jungkook to glare down at the older member.
“No, please come? I want to be with you while I’m doing the interview,” you heard Jimin whine, his head tilting up to meet your eyes with puppy eyes.
“I don’t want to bother you guys, and plus I’m not even dressed yet so I would just be slowing you down. I’ll still be here when you guys get back in the afternoon though,” you said, attempting to comfort Jimin.
Jimin nodded, sadness still lingering in his eyes.
“Shit, we gotta go now, we’re going to be late,” Namjoon declared, getting up and pretty much chucking his bowl into the sink. The rest followed suit, all of them stopping by you to give you their daily hugs of affection.
“If anything goes wrong or you need help, just call me okay princess?” Seokjin said, his eyes lingering on you as he made his way towards the door. You nodded in response to him, giving him a tiny wave as he disappeared through the doorway, the lock sliding into place soon after. You looked around and saw the table was a huge mess. You shook your head and went to go clean it up, humming some BTS songs as you did so.
“I wonder how Yoongi is?” You questioned to yourself.
After washing your hands, you slowly made your way to his little studio, your footsteps echoing through the silent hallway. When you pushed open the door, you saw him sitting in a dark room, the blinds shut, the only light coming from his monitor. He was intensely scribbling down notes, his ears not picking up that you had arrived.
“Y-Yoongi? Are you okay? Do you want me to get you some breakfast that Seokjin has made?” You ask, worry laced in your voice.
He suddenly stops writing, his tense shoulders relaxing at the sound of your voice. He swivels his chair around to see you nervously standing in the doorway, his sharp gaze softening when he sees you.
“I’m okay baby girl, why didn’t you go with the others to the interview?” He wondered, reaching his hands out to signal that he wants to hold you. You slowly shuffled over to him, causing Yoongi to huff a little at your pace as he quickly stood up to meet you halfway, pulling you into a gentle embrace. He walks you backwards and plops down in his chair, bringing you with him so that you sat on his lap.
“I woke up a little late and the boys were in a rush so I didn’t want to slow them down. Plus I don’t want to leave you all alone at the dorms,” you said, closing your eyes as you leaned against his chest.
He lightly chuckles, his laughter sending vibrations through his chest. “Thank you baby girl, I really do love having you around, but you seem sleepy, why don’t you go back to your bed and take a nap? I don’t want to bore you with all this producing stuff,” Yoongi said, his fingers combing through your hair, making you much sleepier.
“Can I stay with you for just a bit? I want to hear what you’ve been working on, “ you asked, looking up with him with puppy eyes.
He couldn’t say no at all to you when you do that face, his heart beating faster as he continued to stare at you.
“Anything for you baby girl,” he said, giving you a kiss on the top of your head as he reached over the desk to click a few buttons, the sound of a piano beginning to trickle out the speakers.
You sighed in content, closing your eyes as you listened to the soft melody of the piano playing. Without you realizing it, you had drifted back to sleep, your body relaxing entirely against Yoongi.
When the music ended, Yoongi looked down, ready to ask your opinion, but he was just met with your sleeping form.
He laughed to himself, shaking his head at how cute you looked. With careful movements, Yoongi got out the chair, carrying you in his arms at the same time. He slowly made his way to your room, laying you down in the soft covers. As he carefully tucked you in, he leaned over to stare down at you, one hand placed beside your head to support himself. He slowly leaned down to look more carefully at your sleeping form, his heart fluttering as your forehead scrunched a little, probably from a dream you were having.
His peaceful moment was cut short as images flashed in front of his eyes. This entire scene was too familiar. The face of his previous mate continued to bombard his mind. Her eyes, her touch, her voice, everything. Anger started to boil as the flashes of that one night became vivid. She was so cold. She made him laugh and would always shower him with kisses, but on that day, she broke him. Her lips were on another man, right in front of him. She spat at him and told him he was useless and unwanted, cursing out the other boys too. He hated her. She was the reason he lived a century in pain.
The lights in the room began to flicker on and off, the sounds of cracks in glass echoing through the house. Yoongi’s eyes began to shift in color, a devil blue crawling around his pupils, sprinkles of gold laced in between. He was gonna fucking explode if he didn’t get away from you at that moment. In a flash, Yoongi darted out the room, the door slamming shut behind him. You stayed asleep though, fortunately.
Yoongi’s mind began to clear up as he entered his studio. His heart still racing, adrenaline coursing through his veins.
“What the hell just happened?” He wondered to himself. He’d never felt that type of anger before. Out of all the other members, Yoongi was the best at controlling his emotions and powers, but for once, he almost lost control.
Not wanting to dwell on the topic any longer, Yoongi distracted himself with music and writing, his grip on his pen was deadly as he tried to keep the past memories at bay.
It was three in the afternoon when you woke up again due to a hungry stomach.
“Hmm, Yoongi must’ve carried me here,” you sleepily mumbled to yourself, throwing the covers off yourself as you made your way to the kitchen. You quickly took out the ingredients to make a sandwich, but stopping mid way when you realized that Yoongi might have not eaten yet. You knew he always wants to work, but you usually could convince him to take a break every once in a while.
You quietly crept to his studio, opening the door to reveal a still dimly lit room.
“Yoongi, have you eaten lunch yet? I can make you a sandwich if you want?” You softly said, hoping that you don’t scare him.
At the sound of your voice, Yoongi immediately tightened his grip on his pen. Flashes of the previous mate’s face clouding his vision. Why, he wondered. Why was he thinking of these terrible thoughts only when you were near him right now.
“........no... I’m fine, just... just leave,” Yoongi said, his teeth gritting as he tried to hold back the fiery rage within him. He didn’t understand why he was acting like this. This anger wasn’t even meant for you, but he couldn’t help it.
“Are you sure? You sound a little stressed. Please come and eat some lunch with me, you need to take a rest sometimes. I know I say that a lot, but I truly care for you and I jus-“
“God fucking dammit just shut up will you!” Yoongi yelled, turning his chair around to meet you with an icy cold glare.
Yoongi could only see red. He was angry. Angry at his old mate, angry at her betrayal, he was livid.
You were taken a back at Yoongi’s response. You didn’t know what to do.
“Y-Yoongi, i-I’m sorry, did I do something wrong to m-make you angry? I’m sorry. Please don’t be mad, I’m reall-“
The sound of glass shattering causes you to stop talking. A glass cup had been precisely thrown against the wall right next to you, the glass shards scattering everywhere, one of them scraping along your cheek.
A single drop of blood began to trickle down the side of your cheek.
“You, you fucking useless whore, why the Hell are you still here.... Move!,” Yoongi spat. His eyes had already shifted to the devil blue color but the dark room made it impossible for you to see that. All Yoongi could see from inside his mind was her.
He could only see, think, and hear her.
Her
Her
Her
He was losing it.
You began to tremble as Yoongi stood in front of you. Panic began to trickle into your veins, and within the next second, you were running out the door, tears streaming down your face. You grabbed your keys and booked it. As you got into your car, you finally calmed down, your heart rate beginning to become steady.
What’s happened to Yoongi, why was he so mad?
Was it because of me?
Maybe....maybe he’s right. I don’t belong here. I don’t even know what my relationship is with each member. It really does look like I’m throwing myself at them.
Do they even want me?
Is this all just a pity act? Maybe they’re too nice to just tell me to go away.
.......he really hates me doesn’t he. The others too.
God I’m so stupid for believing. Believing that this was something.
I need to go.
You quickly slide the keys into the ignition, your car quickly leaving the garage soon after. Tears welled up in your eyes, blurring your vision. But you didn’t care, you had to leave, you were just burdening them. Whatever you’ve felt for the seven boys was just your imagination. You were a burden.
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Yoongi’s vision began to clear up a few minutes after you had left. His entire body was hunched over on the ground, the sound of his heavy breathing being the only thing to break the silence in the room.
As his vision began to clear, everything came rushing back at him at once.
What the hell did he just do to you.
Panic began to settle in and his throat began to close up.
No.
No no no no, please no
He quickly dashed out his studio, his eyes having a wild look on them. He didn’t see your car keys where they usually are. He started sprinting down to the garage, his heart beating fast.
Please be there, please be there, please don’t be gone
The spot where your car usually was parked was now just empty.
Yoongi crumpled to the floor instantly. He couldn’t breath properly, his throat closing up as his emotions broke everything in him. A few minutes ago the only person he could see was his previous mate, but now he was only bombarded with the image of you standing in front of him, pain, fear, and guilt stirred behind your eyes as blood trickled down your cheek.
What did he just do.
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“(Y/N)! We’re back darling! Where are you! I want my hug,” Jimin yelled, darting ahead of the others and into the dorms. It was seven at night and the entire place seemed oddly dark, too dark.
Jimin’s yell was met with pure silence.
“Maybe she’s sleeping?” Jungkook wondered, but he knew that he was lying to himself. None of the boys could sense your presence in the household. They were all tense at the fact that you weren’t in the dorms.
A crash of glass broke through the entire house. Each of the six boys looked at each other, their eyes slightly shifting in color as they made their way to the source of the crash. Another crash of glass echoed through the household, all of it coming from Yoongi’s studio. Just as the boys were about to turn to enter the room, the door oddly left open, a bottle of beer was chucked through the doorway, smashing against the wall.
The six members quickly acted and moved into the room only to be met with a disaster. Yoongi sat up against a wall on the floor, his hair messed up and bottles upon bottles of alcohol surrounding him, most of them empty.
“Yoongi! What’s happened?” Seokjin panicked, making his way through the messy room to Yoongi. Once he reached him, he tried to shake Yoongi a bit, attempting to bring him back to reality.
“What have I done.... why did I do that to her.....,” Yoongi quietly said to himself, staring blankly at the floor, he reeked of alcohol.
“W-what do you mean her? Yoongi, do you mean (y/n)? Please tell me you don’t mean her,” Seokjin pleaded, panic settling into him.
Seokjin was quickly pushed off Yoongi as Jungkook got in front of the drunk member, his eyes blazing with gold.
“What the Hell did you do to her Yoongi?!” Jungkook yelled, gripping onto Yoongi’s shirt as he tried to get the drunk musician to talk.
“What did you do!? I swear to god if you fucking hurt her I’m going to-,”
Jungkook was quickly pulled off of Yoongi, his legs kicking as he tried to wiggle out of his captor’s hold. Namjoon was dragging Jungkook off Yoongi, Hoseok helping too.
“Let me fucking go! He did something to her, he said it! Let me fu-,”
“Yelling at him won’t help Jungkook!” Namjoon yelled, slamming Jungkook to the floor once he was off Yoongi.
“You need to learn to control yourself Jungkook, I’ve thought you better than this,” Namjoon said, his gaze as sharp as a knife.
Taehyung was helping Seokjin and Jimin carry the emotionless Yoongi to the couch, their eyes filled with worry. Hoseok stayed close to Jungkook in case he attacked again. Jungkook’s chest rose and fell in heavy rapid breaths.
“We’ll figure this out, in a calm and civil manner, understood,” Namjoon said firmly, his tone laced with venom. He slowly turned and focused his gaze on Yoongi.
