Eighth? • GOT7 [DISCONTINUED]

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I find this POV hard to write so this chapter will be in 1st POV. I'll be editing the published chapters at a later time :)) AND THANK YOU ALL FOR 100 READS SARANGHAEYEOOO 💞💋💞💋

"Where were you?!" Jaebum shouted from his seat just as I opened the door. "Backstage?" I answered back with unsureness. "Yeah totally, we went to find you but that old lady said you weren't there." Jinyoung pouted. "I was helping out! Can't I?" I lost my cool as flared at them. "Something may happen to you!" Mark joined in. "Guys, I'm not a 6 year old." I sassed them, flipping my hair. "I need no help from you." "Wow, much sass." BamBam grumbled. I laughed at his behaviour and all of us packed up to go back to the dorms. "I'm sleeping with Rhode tonight!" I hear Youngjae shout. I turned around to be faced with what seems like a good drama show. Jackson strided over to him and glared at him. "No. I want to sleep with her." His voice ice cold. "Guys stop." Yugyeom put himself into the middle of the vocal and rapper. "I was sleeping with her all this while." "Exactly why I want to sleep with her!" Youngjae jumped on the spot like a child.

The door behind me opened as I moved away. "Did we interrupt?" Baekhyun peeked in, Chanyeol towering over him. The rest stood outside waiting. "Your on time. There's a drama going down." I pushed the door open so the rest gets a view of the fighting brothers. They are so immersed into their fight they failed to see 9 olders watching. "I gotta record this." Suho took out his phone and started up the camera. "For the last time, I want to sleep with her!"" Youngjae whined, pouting. "Who says so?" Jaebum dropped his bag and joined in. Now the 7 are fighting like its world war 3 or something. "By the way, we came over to ask whether you dropped this just now." Xiumin gestured to Chen who took out a bracelet with the letters E X O hanging from different strings at different lengths from the bracelet. My eyes widened as I glanced down at me left wrist. It was gone. "Oh my god!" I ran at Chen but he dodged it easily. "Give it back! Its precious!" I cried, launching at the jewellery. "Weirdly it has EXO and not GOT7? Totally not weird at all." He sneered, holding my bracelet up high. I scowled, glaring at him.

"Why? Too tall for you- hey what?!" Chen stared at the floating jewellery as it decended into my hands. "Try harder. But don't be a try hard." I sassed again, the rest of EXO were shouting 'Burn!'.

They call me, baepsae

BamBam and Yugyeom started dancing in midst of their argument. "EXO! Where were-" Their stylist came running when she aruptly stopped, glaring at me.

Now what the hell did I do?

She took Suho's hand and pulled the leader into a sloppy kiss. Suho pushed himself away, whiping his mouth. "What the hell?!?!" He looked down and up the corridor before heaving a sigh of relief that no one saw that, well except me. "They are mine, L/N." The stylist-eonni then dragged Sehun down the corridor towards their room, forcing the olders to follow. I waved goodbye before BamBam appeared at my side, his arms around me. "That was just, ew." I nodded in agreement. "Lets go, yeah?" I took their hands as we stand in a circle, me teleporting them home.

Around 8pm the bell rang. "Coming!" Jackson shouted as Youngjae ran for the door. "I'm looking for Ms. Chia." I saw his face and the knives from the kitchen started floating. "Rhode! Put the knives down!" Jinyoung shouted as he stepped clear. "Go away." I hissed at him, the knives circling and clanging against each other. "I'm so sorry sir," Mark apologised to Minfoo as he just held his hand up for silence. "I'm Rhode's uncle and I am here to bring her back home." He smiled at me. Fake. "I'm staying." "Rhode," Jaebum was about to leture me when I sent a telepathetic message to all 7.

He's Minfoo! My uncle died 5 years ago!

The shock written on their faces was obvious. Minfoo chuckled. "My plan failed... But all I need is her.." He pointed his finger at me and I got lifted up by an invisible force, a pair of hands grabbing my throat. "Now tell me, dear cousin. What do you know about their pasts?" "You get your hands off our girl!" Yugyeom growled, anger clearly shown in his brown eyes. "You don't control me." In a flash, Minfoo threw him towards the wall with a loud thud. "Tell me." His voice calm and commanding. His force probing into my mind, digging around for their secrets. BamBam bit his lip and looked at me. He has the most. I fought to overcome my cousin's force. Minfoo just dug deeper.

I promised

Bits and pieces got to him as he gave BamBam a smirk. "Just a bit more, cousin."

I promised them my silence!

I threw all the secrets, bits of information and math problem solutions at him, making him stumbled from the amount. I then pounced on him, scattering the rest of the boys away. "Oh, dear cousin." I started off soothly but poison so laced my voice and it became raspy. "Look into my eyes." I forced his eyes and locked gazes with him. "Do you see my fear?" Minfoo's souless eyes stared blindly at me. I got off and seconds later he gasped and shot up, breathing heavily. "You little brat." He leaned against the door, fear still lingering in his dark orbs. "Your stronger than I thought you are." Swiftly, he became a little bat, flying out the window like one of the scenes from a vampire movie.

The boys was nothing but speechless, only able to breathe out one sentence.

"What the heck did you just do?"