𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐃 𝐄 𝐀 𝐋 II ᴋᴛʜ ғғ

ℂ ℍ 𝔸 ℙ 𝕋 𝔼 ℝ : 𝟚 𝟘

A/N: Guys, it's 1.5k omggggg T_T Ngl, I did wish this book to reach 1k+ reads, but not so son. You guys are awesomeeeeee <3

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Y/N'S POV:

"Wake up! Wake up Hoe!", I heard someone shout in my ear, and then something heavy landing on my back.

"Park fucking Jimin, I swear to god if you don't leave right now, I'll cut your dick off", I threaten, my morning voice grave and groggy, as I turn to my side forcefully, causing Jimin to fall on the bed beside me.

"What do you want?", I ask, irritated, and that's when I notice his blonde hair now dyed black. "Daddy", the words are out of my mouth even before I realise they are.

"The fuck? What do you mean?", he widens his eyes and smirks pushing his hair back, exposing his forehead.

I immediately sit up straight, the blankets falling off my body, "Jimin, do you even realise how hot you look in your black hair? If I didn't hate you so much, I would throw myself on you right now", I state, matter-of-factly.

"Well, many out there are dying to ride me, but I'm willing to give you a chance babygirl", he winks at me.

"Eww, Fuck off", I give him my straight face, "Okay let me try something"

"Not again ugh!", he groans, totally knowing what I was going to say, and stuffing his face into the pillow.

"I wish I could be your maths homework"

"Bitch, I've passed elementary school years ago", he says, voice muffled by the pillow.

"Just go with the flow", I roll my eyes, and the raven-haired asks me a 'why' as requested.

"So that you could do me on your table", I wink at him, and we both burst into laughter.

"Oh my god Y/N, my pick-up lines are way better than you", he chokes on his laugh.

"You wish", I say, laughing.

"Can I join too?", someone says opening the door, and we turn around to see Jungkook, standing with a smile on his face.

"Of course", I smile, noticing that his hair was not a colour of mint chocolate.

"Why have you guys dyed your hair all of a sudden?", I ask. Jungkook tells me it was because of the frequent attacks, they could be identified by their hair colours too, so it was best to changed the colours so that even if we goout, atleast we won't be too noticeable. I responded with a 'oh'.

"So, what's happening in the house huh, Y/N?", he smirks at me, and I furrow my eyebrows. I turn to Jimin for a clue, but he just wiggles his eyebrows.

"Well, nothing?", I ask, dumbfounded.

"Bitch, what's happening between you and Taehyung?", Jimin rolls his eyes.

"N-nothing", I say, but I could clearly understand by the look on their faces that they weren't buying it.

"We saw him sleeping on your lap in the morning, we all saw, then we woke him up. When e asked him, he also said that nothing happened, and he was kind of nervous. Y/N, he's not someone who's nervous around girls, there's gotta be a reason", Jungkook said, followed by Jimin.

"Exactly, as far as I know him, he's quite good hiding his emotions. Either something too nice happened, or something horrible happened. And by the position of you guys, it's hard to understand which one actually took place"

I sigh, "You won't drop it, would you?"

"Do we sound like we are going to drop it?"

I nod as I start to explain what actually happened. Memories from last night flooding my mind. Taehyung was screaming, probably having a nightmare, not probably, I'm sure of it. He  was screaming out for his dad when I heard him, scurrying out of bed and rushing to his room, thankfully his door wasn't locked.