~ANNIE POV~
Slowly closing the door as Y/n closes her eyes to sleep I turn my back to the door but waited for a couple more seconds to be sure she's not gone back to crying again. I didn't hear any other sound coming from inside so I was sure she fell asleep.
With that in check I charged down the stairs on a mission.
These assholes need to know what they did to her. This has gone on long enough and I need to have words with Y/n's dad about all this. It's messing with her mental state.
At the bottom of the stairs all seven robots stared back at me from the living room.
I made eye contact with Taehyung and lunged at him. Charging towards him like a bull seeing red but to pick up a stone statue of a woman's body on the way and threw it to his head.
Taehyung groaned at the stone shattered under impact causing some blood to drip from his forehead and his eyes to widen when he sees the colour but before I could reach him Yoongi blocks me by grabbing my shoulders to pull me back. That didn't stop me from struggling in his hold and thrash around like a fish.
"IT'S GOOD TO KNOW YOU STILL BLEED ASSHOLE!! YOU'VE HAD THAT COMING FOR YEARS!"
Taehyungs eyes were still wide, watching me try and reach him but he furrowed his brows and glanced towards Namjoon. I scoffed and pushed Yoongi away from me, stepping back from them all.
"Take a seat."
"I'm sorry but only Y/n can order us around." Namjoon
I threw a deadly glare his way and clicked my fingers to point over to the couches.
"Sit. Down. Now."
Everyone else complied by sitting down on the large white couch squeezing in together but Namjoon was conflicted. It took him a couple more seconds longer than the others to actually take a seat but next to Taehyung who still seems stunned by what just happens.
I came to stand in front of them all staring up at me curiously.
"Do you know what is wrong with Y/n?" Jin
I nod but take my hands to my hips.
"Yes. It's all of you. You're all the problem. Especially you....."
I pointed Jimin, his eyes lighting up out of shock and even straightening his back.
"And most definitely you."
Lastly I pointed to Taehyung and he flinched.
"Why? We didn't do anything wrong to Y/n. It's our job to protect her not cause her harm." Jimin
His small voice came out in a worried tone which disgusted me.
"Who said I meant you causing her harm? I just stated you're all a problem."
Jimin's face dropped, blank expression washing over him and stared down at the floor.
"I think he's just assuming." Hoseok
I scoffed at him bitterly and started to tap my foot. A habit I created since I was young when I get angry. It helps to control my anger of I'll be slashing faces right now.
"Do any of you remember anything? Anything at all?"
Staring them all down I individually watched all their faces grew deeper into confusion and brows furrowing. Even Jungkook pouted his lips and shook his head. It almost made him look cute.
"Remember what?" Namjoon
Pinching the bridge of my nose I took deep breathes and thought for a moment. Just a couple more seconds in pure silence.
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Android Defenders (BTS Fanfiction)
FanfictionY/n use to get a hard time at school. She had no friends, no mother. Her father was the only person in her life. She was badly bullied by not one but seven boys at the age of 12, until one day they disappeared. Ten years later, they appear again but...
