what if 7 psychos became obsessed with you? And forced you to be little "Their little baby"
Y/N 17 years old independent girl. Baby face short height. lives alone not that innocent type and lazy as snail.
what will happen if you catch the eyes of...
Yn's eyes widened as she hurriedly straightened up, attempting to compose herself when the handsome stranger sat beside her. But her fluttering heart sank like a stone when he said, "Hey kid, why aren't you playing with the other kids?"
Her face fell, and her cheeks lost their flush. "Wait a minute... I know that voice!" she exclaimed, her eyes narrowing. "You're the same guy I bumped into at the grocery store, aren't you?!"
Her expression turned icy, and she hissed, "You stray cat! I should've known it was you!"
Yoongi chuckled, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Ah, my feisty little kitten, you have a memory sharper than your tongue! And you know what they say... a fierce kitten like you looks purr-fect in a cage – my cage, that is."
With that, he launched towards her, making Yn shriek in pure horror, her heart racing.
"Ahhhhh!!" Yn screams, jolting upright on the bench, her eyes wide open to an almost empty park. The sun's evening rays cast a dull golden glow, dispelling the eerie atmosphere. She rubbed her eyes, trying to shake off the vivid dream.
"What the...? Was that just a dream? But it felt so real!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with confusion. "And why on earth did that weird, handsome man came into my subconscious? Ugh, my mind is playing tricks on me!"
Yn stood up, stretching her stiff limbs. The dream had left her feeling drained, and the thought of going home to cook dinner seemed like too much effort. "I need fuel," she thought, deciding to grab a bite to eat before heading home.
With a tired sigh, she began her walk, her feet carrying her towards the nearest diner. As she walked, she couldn't shake off the feeling that the dream had left an indelible mark on her. The stranger's piercing eyes and mischievous grin lingered in her mind, refusing to be forgotten.
Yn burst through the diner's doors, her eyes scanning the menu board with a fierce hunger. "Food, glorious food!" she exclaimed, her stomach growling in agreement.
The waitress, a cheerful woman with a warm smile, approached her. "Welcome, sweetie! What can I get for you?"
Yn's eyes widened as she ordered, her voice rapid-firing: "I'll take the biggest burger, extra cheese, extra bacon, extra everything. And fries. Lots of fries. And a milkshake. Chocolate. No, wait, strawberry. No, wait, both! And a side of onion rings, and a salad and—"
The waitress's smile faltered, her pen hovering over her notepad. "Uh, okay... that's quite a order. You must be starving!"
Yn nodded vigorously, her ponytail bobbing. "I'm refueling after a traumatic dream. That handsome stranger invaded my subconscious and stole my energy. I need all the calories to recover."
The waitress chuckled. "Well, I'm glad we can help with that. Anything else?"
Yn thought for a moment before grinning mischievously. "Yeah, make sure the food is extra greasy. I want to clog my arteries and forget that dream ever happened."
The waitress laughed. "Coming right up, sweetie. We'll make sure to add an extra side of forgetfulness."
Yn cackled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Aww, how caring Now, hurry up and feed me before I waste away to nothing!"
"She's such a foodie through" Jimin observed, watching her from across the room with a warm smile. "It's a joy to behold, seeing her savor each bite with such energy," Jungkook added, his eyes shining with adoration.
Taehyung's brow furrowed in wonder. "I'm still amazed by her appetite, though. How can someone so petite pack away so much food?"
The others chuckled, and Jungkook, spoke up. "That's what makes her special – our little bundle of energy and appetite. She's a paradox, our babygirl – delicate yet fierce, tiny yet mighty."
The group shared a laugh, their eyes never leaving Yn as she continued her food adventure, oblivious to their loving gaze.
Yn let out a contented sigh, pushing her empty plates away from her. "Ah, blissful fullness," she declared, patting her stomach.
The waitress, who had been checking in on her throughout her meal, smiled warmly. "Glad you enjoyed everything, sweetie! You certainly had a hearty appetite."
Yn grinned, her cheeks flushed with happiness. "Hey, someone's got to keep the food industry alive."
The waitress chuckled. "Well, you're definitely doing your part. I've never seen anyone tackle our biggest burger and fries like that."
Yn shrugged, unapologetic. "Hey, I'm just passionate about life – and food."
The waitress laughed. "I can tell! You know, we should get you a food coma survival kit – just in case."
Yn's eyes lit up. "Ooh, that's a great idea! A food coma survival kit – complete with stretchy pants and a nap blanket!"
The waitress giggled. "But next time, maybe pace yourself, okay?"
Yn winked. "No promises, I'm afraid – my stomach's got a mind of its own!"
Yn waddled out of the restaurant, her stomach full and her spirits high. The cool night air enveloped her, a welcome respite from the warmth of the diner.
As she stepped onto the sidewalk, the twinkling city lights stretched out before her like a canvas of diamonds. She felt like she was walking on clouds, her feet barely touching the ground.
Yn chuckled to herself, still basking in the glow of her satisfying meal. "Stretchy pants and a nap blanket, here I come," she joked, shaking her head in amusement.
She began her stroll, taking in the sights and sounds of the night. The city was alive with music and laughter, but Yn felt cozy in her own little world of food-induced bliss.
The neighborhood started to became quite As she turned the corner someone strangled her but they were careful not to hurt her and blocked her nosetrills with chemical filled clothes. The last thing she heard was "Hyung be careful" and everything wents black.
As Yn walked out of the restaurant, oblivious to the eager eyes upon her, Jungkook's patience finally wore thin. "Hyung, I can't take it anymore! I need her in my life!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with a hint of desperation.
Taehyung nodded vigorously, his own frustration boiling over. "Me too! How much longer do we have to wait? It's torture watching her from afar!"
Jimin, ever the instigator, flashed a mischievous grin. "Enough waiting, then. Let's take what's ours." His eyes sparkled with a sly intent, and the others exchanged knowing glances.
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