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Min Jennie
"Ugh, this is so embarrassing."
"What if he sue us?"
"Probably, we did hit him on the head with a frying pan."
Chaeyoung glared at our youngest, "There's no we in this, you were the one who hit him with a metal frying pan on the head!"
Lisa rolled her eyes, "Let's just be thankful that I didn't grab a knife."
Jisoo unnie groaned, "We're all to blame! What if he gets a concussion? What if he never wakes up?"
"Unnie, of course he's going to wake up, have you never seen Tangled before?" Lisa said as a matter-of-factly.
I couldn't help but let out a sigh out of exasperation at my three members who keep arguing amongst each other about who gets to be punished for what happened.
"Alright!" I exclaimed, shutting them all up. "I've had enough of this! Can you guys just please keep quiet?"
The three mumbled apologies.
After we had panicked for about twenty minutes about what Lisa just did to one of the BTS members, we brought Yoongi's unconscious body to my room and laid him down on my bed.
We can't possibly just bring him to the hospital without attracting any attention.
Jisoo unnie called one of our private doctors earlier to ask for instructions.
In the end, about three hours later, Yoongi is still fast asleep on my bed with an ice pack on his head.
"He's going to wake up, isn't he?" Lisa asked with concern and fear in her voice.
Chaeyoung sighed, "I hope so, or else Big Hit will definitely sue us for killing one of his idols."
"He's not dead," I corrected them. "It's just that Lisa hit him too hard."
The youngest pouted, "It wasn't that hard."
Our oldest member rolled her eyes, "The loud bang echoed across the hallway, I won't be surprised if he wakes up not remembering anything."
The room fell silent after that, nobody wanted to speak. At least I don't.
My members and I still haven't talked about the reason why Yoongi is even in my penthouse right now. They even though he broke in and did something to me.
"So," Jisoo unnie began. "Are you going to explain to us what's going on or...?"
I sighed and looked down on Yoongi who was still unconscious. I'm sitting down right next to him as I wiped the trickling water down his forehead.
"Promise me you guys won't get mad?" I asked.
They looked at each other for a moment and looked back at me.
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Fanfiction"Be proud, darling. You're carrying my last name and a ring wrapped around your finger to show the world that you're mine and I'm yours." *** I don't ship any of these idols in real life. I use them for visualization and character purposes. My stori...