𝐀 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 9 │ 𝔚𝔥𝔬 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲? ❦

"Who are you?" A voice with a low pitch inquired from behind. Y/n squealed internally from the sudden echo in her ears, she quietly closed the door, her back still facing the person standing behind her.

"Who the hell are you, miss!?"

The manly voice rang inside Y/n's ears once again making her feel some unfamiliar similarity with the man. With one last breath she nervously turned around, and her eyes widened in greater shock.

"YOU!"

"YOU!"

Both Namjoon and Y/n simultaneously half yelled at each other while pointing their index finger at the least expected person they wished to meet.

"How the hell are you in my house?" Namjoon furiously asked, his eyebrows giving a frowned look while his eyes narrowed.

"Y-Your house?" Y/n stuttered while Namjoon moved closer, his jaws were clenched in fury, and his features looked like he was internally despising every ounce of Y/n's presence in his house.

"Answer! Because I'm not going to let you get away with it easily this time," he said while gritting his teeth.

"Namjoon-ah, you're here already," SeokJin spoke from behind, and the two rival's eyes pierced in his direction.

"H-Hyung, do you know her?" Namjoon moved towards Jin and asked him whether he was the one to take her in, and Jin nodded while humming. A faint smile plastered across SeokJin's lips as he whispered to himself, "Habits are habits."

When Namjoon's glare met Y/n, she bounced herself behind SeokJin's back.

"Joon-ah, let's talk about this later. Go change into something comfortable," SeokJin added.

For a brief moment, both the brothers stared into each other's soul as if having a conversation in their minds.

"Fine," Namjoon said and went straight to his room, making Y/n finally able to breathe, but soon Jin interrupted.

"How do you know him?"

"We argued on the street."

Jin pinched his nose bridge and released a sigh to calm himself down, "Fine what happened, happened. Just don't show your silliness on his site."

"So you're implying that I am silly?"

"Darling, what do you think if it ain't for me, anybody would have eaten you alive or thrown you in the deepest valleys of our kingdom," Jin half smilingly added.

"Everyone, flirty Jin has arrived. Please look up for your respective seats," Y/n amusedly said, it took Jin a moment to realise what she meant, making Y/n crack up at his dumbfounded expression.

But what Jin said next, made Y/n's happy laugh change to coughing, "Did you book your seat to ride my train?"

Y/n glanced at him in the middle of her coughing and found him smirking in victory.

Soon the guy with dragon eyes and high cheekbones entered. Now in his pale olive green sweat pants.

Jin signaled the two of them to sit across the table. Three of them got seated on the wooden floor with their legs folded. The air was thick, filled with the scent of mystery as if the three of them held a secret of their own.

Namjoon never once made eye contact with Y/n, or else they would've ended up glaring at each other. SeokJin, on the other hand, seemed to be the most comfortable but a hint of nervousness danced across his features.

"Let's introduce ourselves because I still don't know your name," Jin said while pointing at Y/n.

"What? You don't know her name and yet you took her in?!" Namjoon impatiently added.