The Villainess (Bts X Reader)

Chapter 31

1st POV
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It has been a while since I last went out for drinks. Owning a store is really time consuming and I barely get any fun time.

I close my design book and dress up in my disguise to go out. It took me no more than 10 minutes to get ready.

I sneak down the stairs, being extremely cautious to not get caught by the maids. I finally reach the doors when I put on my hat. With the handkerchief at hand, I open the door. My eyes widen when I see Hobi at the door, ready to knock.

"Oh, Hi, Da-Eun." He waves. "Or would you prefer Y/n?" He asked.

"W-What are you doing here?" I stutter.

"Came to take you out for drinks." He smiles widely.

"I-I..."

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We took his carriage to town. It was silent for the first half.

"For how long have you've known?" I asked him.

"Not long, but I did have my suspensions for a while." He answered.

"Really? Was I that obvious?" I asked with a pout. Hobi chuckles.

"Well, it all started when you caught that guy, Jackson. The way you caught up to him and knocked him to the ground is rare for women to do. Then I found out you were a heavy drinker." He explained.

"I'm sure I'm not the only woman that could do those things." I said.

"You're right. But, your height matched, physique matched, it's well known you play the violling, and Jimin was with you on that first day I met you." He starts listing his reasoning with a heart shaped smile. "I have never seen Jimin with a woman on a bar."

"Hobi, who'd knew you were that meticulous." I crack a smile.

"But that wasn't enough. That one time, when you stopped Yoongi from hitting Jin, you used that same move one of the men at the bar when you fought. That was enough to confirm my suspension." He finished.

"You're smart, who'd thought?" I joke, making him laugh.

"Hey, I'm more than just a hot body." He said while wiggling his eyebrows.

I giggle.

"But that's nothing, I was not expecting you to know how to dance! How do you come up with movements like that?" He asked with such excitement in his big eyes.

"I don't know, I just do. You're not bad either, I'm impressed." I praised him as well.

We get off when we make it near the bar, choosing to walk the rest of the way. A few feet away from us was a group of drunk men that had just exited the bar. Hobi grabbed my hand and gently pulled me to the side so he would stand in between me and the group. He didn't let go of my hand.

We passed them safely and Hobi relaxed again. He must've forgotten I know how to fight, but I'll let it slide. It feels nice being protected by someone, even if I don't need it.