Loud crashing is heard and Yoongi lets go of Jimin and quickly towards the sound
Jin watches the new members all cover their ears and quickly hide under their chairs
"Jin!!" Joon yells at him
Jin watches them curl up smaller and grip their ears tighter
He glares at him and quickly signs «Lower your god damn voice NAMJOON. Sign or just do not talk. That goes for literally everyone here. You see them duck under the table. Do not fucking yell or use your vocal cords for that matter. They are tiggered and hiding under their fucking chairs in an impossibly small ball and all of them are gripping their ears so tightly that their entire face is red and their knuckles are pure white. Hell. I do not think they are even fucking breathing. Do not speak. That goes for everyone here. Even our dads»
Everyone nods
Joon signs slowly «Should I go check on Yoon»
«No. That might freak out the kids. Unless he knocks do not fucking move. Not even the slightest bit. Same for everyone here»
Everyone nods again
Jin nods and looks at the three people under their chairs and sighs softly just watching them cowar in fear for who knows how long
Yoongi runs into the kitchen and races through the swinging doors from someone else walking out with a cup full of dark, fizzing drink
He quickly searches for the group of people on the floor
Once he finds it; he runs over and sees what happened
The cookies he and Jimin made are on the floor surrounded by different shades of white and clear glass
He runs to their station and sees all of the extra plates and plastic clear cups are gone and their station is clean
He grabs the broom from behind the fridge and runs back over to the six people on the floor
He picks them up and points to the sink, telling them to their hands after seeing blood on all of their hands
He quickly undoes the broom and sweeps up the glasses and cookies. Once he's done, he dumps the glass and cookies, knocking it on the side of the trash can six times. He goes back and sweeps the floor again to make sure no glass is left. He walks back over to the trash can, dumps the dust pan and knocks it against the side six more times. He attaches it back to the broom and puts it up then grabs the mop, sets it up and mops the floor. He takes off the wet pad, throws it away and attaches another wet pad to the bottom and mops the floor, throws the wet pad away and puts the mop up again
He walks to the sink and washes his hands then dries his hands and throws the towels on the far end of the counter and looks at the six people around him
"We are so sorry, Yoongi" A short guy with black hair says
"We where trying to bring them out then get milk later" A tall girl with pink hair says
"We all ran into each other" A taller guy with bleach blonde hair says
"Please don't fire us" A short girl with red hair says
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A Dancer's Life
Fanfiction*This will be a shared AU between here and my Twitter* *Gender bent AU!! Jimin is female!!* *This has mentions of abuse, eating disorders and depicts violence* 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒇 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝑱𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒂 𝑴𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒅𝒂�...
