Seven | BTS ✓

18

"Cuties. Waiting for me so patiently," Lucy says, smirking at the seven boys once again assembled on their couch in the living room of their home.

"Took you long enough," Jungkook snaps. "I'm gonna kill you for that stunt you pulled earlier."

She laughs. "My world doesn't revolve around you. I have other things to do. And you can't kill me, pretty boy."

"I can try," he glares at her but she just laughs again.

"I've been advised to open up more to you. So, go ahead. Ask away," she claps her hands together before gliding over to sit in Yoongi's lap.

"Nope," he says, holding his hands up and pushing her away.

She scoffs. "Fine then, rude."

Namjoon slaps his hands on his thighs. "Right here, princess."

"I doubt she's in the mood to feel your dick poking her the entire time," Yoongi snaps.

"Jealous much?" Namjoon smirks.

"Huh? Did someone say something to me?" Hoseok says out of nowhere.

Taehyung laughs without humor in his eyes. "Just sit in the floor, Lucy."

She smiles sweetly before taking a seat on the carpeted floor, leaning back to rest her weight on her palms, crossing her legs at her ankles.

"Happy?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Guys, she's really trying. Give her a chance," Jin tries.

"It's okay, sweetheart. I know I have to earn everyone's trust," she says, sending Jin a smile.

"Tell us whatever you can, Lucy," he says, giving her a confident smile as he pulls a chocolate bar from the pocket of his jeans.

"Don't get food on this couch or I'll beat you bloody," Jimin snaps, eyeing Jin.

"Don't hurt my beautiful face!" Jin whines.

"Hmm? Did someone call me beautiful? Because I know I am," Jungkook says absentmindedly.

"I can leave if you are all unfocused. I mean, it's not like this is important or anything," she shrugs, standing up and dusting herself off.

"You're just trying to avoid telling us what we really want to know," Taehyung frowns.

"You're grown men. Figure it out on your own."

"What happened to you being nice a minute ago?" Jimin snaps.

"Maybe my feelings are hurt and I can't let it go. I'm very sensitive, you know," she says, folding her arms across her chest.

"Lucy, stop playing games. Please," Hoseok says quietly.

"Fine. But only because you said please, sunshine," she winks at him before sitting back down on the floor.

"I'll tell you things about myself. Will that help anything?" Lucy offers.

They don't answer her. They just stare at her expectantly.

"Namjoon."

"Yes?"

"Stop staring at my boobs."

"Not even sorry."

"Man whore," Yoongi grumbles and hits him in the back of the head.

"Don't hit your brother just to defend me, love. I appreciate the gesture though," she smiles to Yoongi who scrunches his nose in response.

"I wasn't-"

"Anyways, so my favorite color is black. I enjoy fruity scents, as well as floral scents. My favorite element is fire, obviously. I-"

"Lucy, this isn't a dating show," Jungkook snaps. "Nobody cares."

"I care," Namjoon exclaims.

"Only because you want to have sex with her," Jungkook scoffs.

"So?"

"I swear if I had the energy, I would hit you again," Yoongi says through gritted teeth.

"Worth it," Namjoon shrugs.

"Now, now... no need to fight over me," she grins as Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung scoff as Yoongi rolls his eyes.

"In your dreams," Jimin says, scowling at her.

"Definitely," Lucy continues to smile widely at them as some of them roll their eyes and some of them blush.

"Bye," Yoongi mutters as he leans back against the couch and closes his eyes.

She sighs. "Sloth."

He ignores her.

"Yoongi."

Nothing.

"Min Yoongi, look at me please."

He opens his eyes and glances at her when he hears her voice in his head.

"Stop pushing me away. I know I'm difficult to deal with, but it's just my personality. Love me or hate me, I'm still here to help you," she shrugs.

"Love!" Namjoon squeaks.

"Hate," Jungkook and Jimin say in unison.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Have fun winning against my brother on your own!" Lucy says, scowling as she lets herself disappear into the night.

"Damn it! Why do you have to be such assholes? If all of this is the truth, we have a duty to fulfill!" Hoseok yells.

Jin holds in a laugh.

"What is so funny?" Hoseok asks him.

"...duty."

"I'm going to bed," Yoongi rolls his eyes and ignores Hoseok's yells.

"Okay, Hobi is right though. What's the worst that can happen if we just let her help us?" Jin points out.

"Um, the Devil could find us and kill us?" Jimin says, looking at Jin like he's a moron.

"If she was going to tell her brother where we are, she would've done it by now. She found us a whole day ago, and still, no sign of any other demon or the Devil," Hoseok says.

"We've been kept safe this long, which means she's been keeping us safe like she said she would," Namjoon says, making everyone look at him.

"What? I can be serious."

"She's keeping things from us," Taehyung says, massaging the bridge of his nose.

"Maybe she has a good reason. I say we trust her for now. At least try to. Maybe she'll open up to us when she feels like we are actually giving her a chance," Jin says.

"I agree," Hoseok nods.

"Me too," Namjoon says.

Taehyung sighs. "Whatever. I'll do it, I guess."

Jimin and Jungkook look at each other before sighing collectively.

"Fine," they say together.

"Stop talking at the same time. It's creepy," Taehyung scrunches his nose.

"What about Yoongi?"

"He'll come around once he's gotten some sleep. He's probably just cranky," Hoseok laughs.

"I'm tired. Not deaf," Yoongi yells from the top of the stairs. "Stop talking so damn loud. I need peace and quiet for once in this house."

"Definitely cranky," Namjoon nods.