Trapped | KTH

57| Caught In A Lie

"Long time no see, Miss Lee Y/N."

"Y/N, you know him?" Bangtan's leader asked you. You said nothing as you ran your index finger along the blade of the knife you were holding and stood up straight.

"Long time no see indeed, Mr. Choi." You smiled back at the man.

"How's life going now that you've found both of your dear brothers?" The man who seemed to be in his late forties asked you, the kind smile plastered across his face.

"Wonderful." You answered, returning his smile with equal fervour.

"Y/N, what's going on?" Jin asked, sounding very worried.

"I see you've brought along your minion." You said, completely ignoring Jin as you looked past the elderly man to find a guy around your age. "Hey, lanky." You winked at the guy.

"Stop calling me that!" The guy yelled with a scowl on his face.

"Calm down, son." The man warned the guy.

"Anyways, what brings you here Mr. Choi?" You asked, tone very polite.

"Oh, I'm sorry if I have intruded upon your time with your friends." He apologised.

"You have." You stated, admiring the knife that your hands held onto.

"Now, son." The man commanded his son and without second thought, the guy had lunged forward, retrieving a mini dagger from the garter tied to his waist.

The guy attempted at striking at you but you had used the coffee table as leverage and jumped right above his shoulders, landing on the other side.

He turned around and smiled at you sinisterly.

"Reminds me of old times." The guy said and now, the two of you were circling around the coffee table, passing each other glares whilst holding your weapons in a ready stance.

"Sure does." You smirked maliciously. "And, I always used to win."

"Not anymore, princess." He said as he made a straight move and threw an uppercut at you, managing to punch your jaw.

Screw it, you were never one for hand combat. Guns were your forte.

You clicked your jaw and rubbed it, hardly staring down at your opponent who smirked.

"Not so lanky anymore, huh?" You said jokingly as you took in how he had morphed into a muscular man, biceps and abs clearly visible through his tight black T-shirt.

"Oh, but you're still the same weak girl who hides behind her oppa." He mocked you and that was all it took for you to pounce on him and punch him straight in his abdomen, making him buckle forward, giving you the opportunity to knee his head.

BTS and Naya had no idea how they should react to this. This totally wasn't what they expected when they had called you over to hang out and the only things that were hanging now were their jaws. They truly were amazed as they watched you glide and slide, the dance practices paying off in the fluidity and gracefulness of your movements as you fought the clearly stronger man.

"Quit it with the hand combat and bring out your dagger, coward." You spat out as you stretched your bones.

You could tell he was going easy on you and you hated that.

"You might regret this later." He smirked as he immediately pranced forward, dagger held up in the air. The two of you battled against each other, ducking and dodging the blades either of you were holding and slashing at eachother.

"Argh!" You let out a short scream as his dagger had managed to slash through your right forearm.

"Y/N!" Many of your friends had cried out in unison.