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

❤ 20a ❤

Nari's POV

The flight back to Seoul is difficult. Two weeks ago I thought I would have been happy with this experience but ready to go home. Now I find that without Nyx beside me I feel like I don't have a home any more. The only thing I'm excited for is to get Cas back. There have been too many times over the last two weeks that I've needed him. The guys have been great, but Nyx is right; they will leave me. Cas may be a four legged life partner but at least he won't leave, he won't hurt me, and we make each other's lives better.

My thoughts have made me broody and unintentionally I've ruined my last few hours with Hoseok. He seems to understand though. He squeezes my hand as the SUV rolls to a stop in front of the house. It's 9 am and our flight back to the Netherlands is at 5 pm, so I have plenty of time to pack.

Entering the house I see that everyone is gathered around the dining table laughing and joking while they enjoy breakfast.

Unfortunately this means I have to pass them to get upstairs. Hobi walks slightly in front of me, carrying the two duffles. He greets everyone with his usual cheerfulness, but I stay silent with my eyes down. "Did you enjoy yourself, Nari?" I hear Yoongi's voice ask, his tone is cold and accusatory. I really don't want to deal with this. I'm leaving soon so I don't want to waste time with snarky bullshit.

I raise my head high and straighten my spine, then answer calmly, "Yes I did, thank you for asking, Yoongi." He sneers at me, but the only thing I can do is ignore it. Hobi steps between us. I meet the eyes of everyone who is gathered at the table; most are full of cold judgement, some look unsure, and one looks empathetic. Nyx looks happy, I catch her holding Jimin's hand and trailing a finger along Jungkook's arm. Once I'm sure that 6 out of the 7 want nothing to do with me I inhale deeply and let my once familiar mask slide into place. I smile pleasantly, "I hope you enjoy your breakfast, I'm going to pack."

I take my duffle from Hobi and climb the stairs leaving silence behind me. Before I reach his room I hear angry voices, I bring discord with me, everything was just fine before we got back. Entering Hoseok's room I close the door behind and lock it. I trudge to the bed and let myself fall face first onto the mattress. After a few minutes I get my emotional shit together and start to collect all my things. I really moved into his room, because my stuff is everywhere.

Finally I think I have everything in a pile on the floor. Before sitting down I hear a knock at the door, I walk over and open it. Namjoon. "Can I help you with something Namjoon?" "Can I come in and sit with you?" I nod and open the door fully. "Sorry it's a mess. I was just about to start sorting things." He's silent as we move to the couch. "I should thank you for opening your home to us."

"We did more than open our home Nari," Namjoon's voice is strained.

"Hmm yes, you were a good match for me, so thank you for that as well," I muse. He thrusts something at me and I see it's a book, "Here, you might find this....insightful." I scan the title, Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka. Laughter bubbles out of me and he looks confused. "An intellectual insult? How very you Namjoon." I look up at him through my lashes and smirk, "Once again you've underestimated me, I've read all of Kafka's works....Dostoyevsky too." He looks a little shocked.

I step right up to him and slam the book against his chest, "unless you have some more intriguing material for me then I suggest you leave." He stares down at me, his interest and temper piqued. He fists my hair craning my neck back fully. "A very good match," he says darkly. Then he bends down and kisses me rough and hard. I reach up and grab his neck pulling him further down to me. The kiss is frenzied and lasts for a long moment. Finally I break away, my breaths are heavy and rapid, I meet his eyes and smile. "Get out Namjoon....or I'll give you that broken nose I promised you before." He smiles at me knowingly as he backs away, then he turns and leaves.