The next day, you woke up laying on a big bed tucked under bed sheets smelling like sweet roses placed in a huge luxurious bedroom with the most beautiful furniture. Your head was aching as well as your body felt week. You blinked twice, trying to get rid of your sleepiness. You looked down to see you in totally different clothes than from yesterday. Your eyes widened in fear of whoever found your bruised body, passed out on the floor might have taken advantage of you.
Not thinking about it anymore, you shook your head to clear your thoughts. You gently touched your chest with your fingers where you fell on the table in the library after your bad encounter with Jungkook. Your fingers lightly stroked your chest and landed on the spot where you hit, but to your surprise it was bandaged. Carefully you eased the collar of the sweater and looked down at the bandages placed around all the wounds. You lifted your eyes from your chest and looked to your left as you saw small objects in your side vision. You now looked straight at the bedside table and saw the package of painkillers and a glass of water on the bedside table.
The door pushed open, you flinched by the loud sound of the door hitting the wall. You stood up on your feet, ignoring the stinging pain in entire body, expecially in your chest. You turned your head towards the door with fear filling your body, 'what if this person was dangerous'. Your lips made a small gap by the shock of a tall muscular boy who looked much older than you. The body of this boy made him look like a dangerous man but his face was filled with a warm smile showing his cute dimples on his cheeks which made him look like a cute potato.
He walked towards you with fast steps, but not intimidating trying not to make your feel uncomfortable. You blinked at him as he stood in front of you with at least one meter distance. He looked you in the eyes before he asked you:
???: "How do you feel? Does it hurt anywhere?" you looked at him confused as he spoke, caught in his cute manly face you stared at him speechless as you looked him up and down. The shirt he was wearing fitted perfectly around his muscular body allowing his biceps and abs to be seen. You looked him up in the eyes just to notice him smirking at you with a raised eyebrow. You came back to your senses and looked away in embarrassment. You cleared your throat and shyly looked him back in the eyes.
Yn: "Umm, yes... I am fine, I guess." You said with a low voice, he nodded in response giving you a warm smile. You smiled back, before you looked around in the bedroom you woke up in.
Yn: "Umm... W-where am I? Who are you?" you stuttered as he stared you only deeper in the eyes making your cheeks slightly flush a light pink colour which didn't go unnoticed by him. He chuckled before taking one step closer to you, he leaned his face in front of yours. You took a short step backwards as you felt he was too close to your face.
???: "Sorry sweety, let me introduce my self and tell my side of the story... My name is Kim Namjoon, but you can call me Rm or Namjoon Oppa if you want to. I am a friend of Jungkook. I found you passing out on the library floor yesterday, so I brought you to my home as I guessed that would be the safest for your sake. My guessing is that Jungkook did this to you am I right?" his smile faded as he saw your eyes getting watery.
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Married to my mafia school bully
FanficHi everyone! I made this to all you BTS FF lovers out there! The story containes a man (Jeon Jungkook) and a girl (Lee Y/n), who met at a college in South Korea. They both fell in love at first sight, but they didnt quite have a good start at their...