Our Lives Turned Upside Down *A BTS Reverse Harem (On Hold)

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Nari's POV

The next morning I don't sleep in as late as usual. As I wake up to the sound of Fools by Troye Sivan, I think about my encounters from the night before. Both were unexpected, and they were polar opposites. Jin, so sweet and tender; Namjoon, impatient and rough. Trying to convince myself it meant very little to both me and the guys, I grab clothes and poke my head outside the door of my little sanctuary. 

I don't see anyone in the hall and I smell something savory wafting up from the kitchen; that means that Nyx is most likely downstairs cooking. Slipping through the hall and up the stairs silently I enter Nyx's room, shower and do my morning routine. As I wipe clean the fogged up mirror I catch the first glimpse of myself. There is a blueish purple bruise stretching from my temple to my cheekbone, my lower lip is swollen and I have fingerprint bruises all over my arms, but only the right arm shows because it lacks tattoos. I smile a little, it was a good release of frustration and pent up emotion, and once I set him straight the sex was good as well. 

Setting my playlist to shuffle, I hear Sucker Punch by Sigrid and laugh a little imagining how Namjoon's face looks this morning. I dress in a pair of black biker shorts and pull on an oversized t-shirt featuring the vintage My Little Pony logo. Knotting the excess fabric of the shirt I roll it under. Ruffling my hair and pinning it up in a messy bun I check myself one more time in the mirror…..you've got to be fucking kidding me. 

I prop against the counter and hang my head in exasperation; looking back up I study the new mark underneath another one of my other birthmarks. It's positioned a little bit further towards the back of my neck so I can't see it clearly. Tilting my head trying to get a better look, I see something else on the opposite side, all I know for sure is that it's blue. What the hell….I have no idea what is going on and it's driving me insane. This is impossible, that's it, there is no way these can be real. Except….Nyx has one, and Namjoon, and Jin. Why are they showing up...how? 

Letting my hair fall back over my shoulders I decide I'll just let them be covered for now. The only one clearly visible is the little blue hummingbird on the front left side of my neck. Oh well, at least it's pretty. I'm starving, and even though I'd like to avoid almost everyone who's gathered downstairs, my hunger wins out. Descending the staircase I enter the kitchen without being noticed. Jin and Nyx are cooking breakfast together and it makes me feel sad to see how their chemistry has changed after their night together. 

Walking towards the table I quietly take a seat between Yoongi and Jungkook; Tae, Namjoon and Hobi haven't come down yet. Jimin and Yoongi are bickering about something in Korean, they sound like an irritated old couple. Jungkook is beside me having his pre-breakfast, breakfast of cereal. He mumbles good morning through stuffed cheeks and glances at me, then he does a double take and coughs loudly, apparently having choked on some cereal. His racket has drawn everyone's attention and I feel many pairs of eyes staring at me. I pull an awkward face and lift my eyes, no point in shrinking away from something so obvious. "Good morning, everyone," I say, trying to sound cheery but hating being the center of attention.

Catching Nyx's eyes I see that they're reddened and a little puffy; I know that means she's cried recently. My heart wants to pull me in her direction and wrap her up in my arms and shush her calmly while doing anything I can to comfort and protect her. Watching, I see Jin come up behind her and wrap his arm around her waist. My eyes sting with the threat of tears and I look away; I've been replaced, she doesn't need me anymore. Worse, she doesn't want me anymore and that's what hurts, I suppose I deserve it though. 

I know the others are watching me, but I excuse myself and walk to the ground floor washroom. Once inside I bite the inside of my cheek hard to distract myself;  get your shit together Nari! I hear the voices seated at the table start to talk again, but it's a little hushed so I can't make anything out. I flush the toilet and run water in the sink so they don't think I was just hiding in here. Behind me I hear a knocking on the door, "just a minute," I call out. The knocking is repeated with a little more force, really, there are so many other bathrooms in this house and someone wants this one.