𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐃 𝐄 𝐀 𝐋 II ᴋᴛʜ ғғ

ℂ ℍ 𝔸 ℙ 𝕋 𝔼 ℝ : 𝟙 𝟞

I put on my jean shorts and a comfortable over sized t-shirt, nothing too stylish but very comfy. I don't forget to slip my pocket knife into my back pocket, in case some asshole decides to attack the mansion again, and also my dear pack of cigarettes. I put my hair up in a messy bun, and head upstairs.

I still can't figure out why my room was on the ground floor while others' were upstairs. My thoughts fly back to the shower, what happened in there, his kiss, and how that calmed me down. Who was he exactly?

Before I know it, I was in the living room of the mansion, with sparkles and confettis suddenly falling on me. I look around, the room decorated with balloons and ribbons, and in the middle of the room, balloons shaped in the words  'WE ARE SORRY' were hanging.

My hand covered my mouth, as I looked around with a wide smile with a face. These guys, whom I know for hardly 2 days, are apologizing like this to me, for whatever they had done. How much sweeter can they be?

"We all are really sorry Y/N", Namjoon comes up to me first.

"Yeah, and we are genuinely apologizing. We know what we did, isn't acceptable, and you are allowed to hate us for that. But, we don't want to harm you Y/N. You now know everything, and that this whole thing took place for you father. So, you are staying with us from now on, and we wanted to clear every misunderstanding we had", Jin says, and I nod my head, understanding him.

"We all are sorry Y/N", Jimin, Yoongi, Hoseok and Jungkook apologize as they come forward.

"It's alright guys, I forgive you, I really do. And, now as I see, I don't have anyone other than you all. My dad, whom I loved the slightest, thinking that he was my saviour, sold me to another mafia. What else is left?", I chuckle bitterly.

"We're sorry", Jimin says, head hung low.

"No it's alright, I get it. And I see as I have to stay here now, can we be friends?", I wiggle my eyebrows.

"Is that even a question?", Namjoon giggled as he came forward to give a hug. One by one, all of them did, except that annoying brat. Kim Taehyung. 

"Well, it seems like someone isn't sorry enough", I scowl at Taehyung, and everyone takes the hint.

"Taehyung, how much do we gotta pay you to apologize?", Jin asks, trying not to scream at the younger.

"How about you buy me the airpods which Namjoon hyung broke last week?", Taehyung winks at him.

"Taehyung, apologize", Namjoon says, rolling his eyes, stressing on the last part.

He strolls lazily towards me, standing in front of me, and it was really stupid of me to think that he was going to apologize. Using his foot, he yanked my left leg forward, causing me to lose balance and fall on the ground. But before I could fall, strong muscular arms wrapped around my waist, and Taehyung's face was inches away from me, looking into my eyes.

It was like time stopped, and I just looked at him, his face, his dark brown eyes, pointed nose, sculptured lips and the sharpest jawline. He kept dropping his gaze from my eyes to my lips, and it was like I was hypnotized by his eyes.

Next few things happened within a blink of an eye. Taehyung's arms vanished from my waist and I felt my body hit the cold, hard ground, causing me to groan due to the sudden impact.

"Sorry", he smirks and winks, turning to leave the room.

"Asshole", I mutter under my breath, teeth gritted with anger.

"I heard that"

"Well shit! Does it look like I fucking care?", I roll my eyes, standing up and rubbing my butt.