[Shreya's P.O.V]
Oh shit.
They don't have any pads....
I mean why would they?, like, they don't need it....but I do.
Now, the question is, what the FUCK should I do?
I'm bleeding and I'm bleeding heavy. My abdomen fucking hurts as if I'm being stabbed with a thousand sharp knives, my thighs are sore, my butt and back needs a massage and I'm feeling nauseous and want to puke so bad.
Yup, have to puke.
Ok, Shreya you need to, NEED to tell Namjoon that you need either pads or tampons...well, you need pads as your mom having the Indian spirit in herself, thought that if you use tampons and menstrual cups, it will probably get lost inside your body and thus, both of them were not an option for you. As a result, you know nothing about how to use either of them.
Wow, thanks mom.
Shreya takes small steps, leading herself closer to the bathroom door. Upon reaching the handle, she took hold of it tightly and took a deep breath as she was...ashamed. Strange, she never felt like this before, this feeling of shame erupting from the bottom of her belly.
She opened the door only to be revealed to the lonely hallways. But what she didn't notice was the leader sitting beside the bathroom on the ground, a bit far away from the wooden door that was currently opened by Shreya.
*hey, you need something?*
*o-oh, I'm sorry I didn't notice you.*
*It's fine. Do you need something?*asked Namjoon pushing himself up from the cold carpeted floor, straitening his wrinkled t-shirt in the process.
*yeah. Sanitary pads...* Shreya did not, at all wanted to beat around the bush.
*oo-oho...*
*uhh, soo...do you by chance have any? Or will I have to buy it?*
*uuuh no, I mean, I'll see what I can do. So just wait here.*
*oohk...*
* YOONGI HYUNGG!*
*what?!*replied the very frustrated said Yoongi hyung, now ready to go on a killing spree due to the lack of sleep and some damn rest!
*she needs the...you know, the supplies*
*I already told you that she needs them you dumbass. We cannot keep her waiting in the bathroom all day long obviously, and we can't go outside ourselves so I've decided to tell Hobi's sister to buy it.*
*but it'll be very late till she co---*
*Hobiiiii!!*screamed the 19 year old {sorry if this is not the appropriate age}Jiwoo beaming with her sunny personality very similar to her brother Hoseok. Anyone can spot the Jung siblings from a mile away for their absolute light radiating voice, smile and personalities.
*and she's here.*announced Yoongi.
*Oh MY God! It's been so long since I saw you guys!!*
*hey, is Jiwoo here? I swear I heard her chicken like voice...*asked a confused Hoseok while coming out of his room, scratching his butt with a one hand and rubbing his head with another.
*did you just say that I had a chicken like voice?!!? HOW COULD YOU?!*screamed Jiwoo.
*oh my god...

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Dreaming of the Seven
FanfictionShreya is a normal girl with a seemingly normal life. Anyone from outside looking in would see a regular girl with regular teenage problems. However, sometimes what seems regular from outside may not be so in the inside. And that is the truth. Shrey...