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"Y/N!"
There's male voices down the hall, and she's so tired her legs start to drift towards them on their own, but Yixing pulls her closer to him, ducking her and Sehun into a room together before closing it and pressing his weight against the door.
"Won't they, I don't know, like, smell you? You're all wolves right?"
Nobody answers her.
She's mostly used to being out of the loop by now, so she just drops it, figuring she sounds stupid.
Her eyes close as she leans back against a box on the floor, nails picking at crusted blood caking her right hand courtesy of Sehun. This is after he had the audacity to tell her to leave her wet wipes at home.
"Y/N, can you walk?" Yixing suddenly asks, and she thinks she can.
That's a lie.
She knows if she had a choice she would deny, but she's become good at forcing her body to do things it really doesn't want to, and figures now isn't an exception.
"Yeah, I guess."
Nobody moves for a while, just sitting and enjoying being able to calm down, even if just for a moment.
Just a little bit makes such a difference.
She drags her hands against the shelf, trying to find something to push her weight against to help her haul herself up. She eventually gives up, just as the doorknob starts rattling, and if there was ever a time she was religious and prayed it would be now.
"We know you're in there Y/N." She doesn't reply.
There's a chuckle from the other side of the door, and she holds herself back when she hears who it is.
"Y/N, dearest, please make this easier on everyone. Listen, you're not making anything better for you or Minseok."
"Don't you say his name!"
She lunges for the door, being held back by Yixing before she can pull the makeshift barricade away and lunge at Jinki.
"Y/N, come out, and we'll leave the other two. Just pl-" There's a shriek from somewhere beyond the hallway, and it sounds feminine. She's worried for Boa until she hears the sentence that follows, slightly less loud.
"Baekhyun, you'll give us away!"
"My blood is boiling, I smell Y/N, now I'm fired up!"
Letting him in on her little secret on how she formerly had a crush on a character from Fairy Tail was a bad idea.
"Minho, go deal with him, then the ones in here. Y/N, honey, I'll be back. Don't miss me too much."
Y/N peels away at the things covering the door, swinging it open in time to see Minho's fist connect with Baekhyun's jaw, sending him sprawling onto the floor, and she rushes over before Chanyeol can, covering his body with her own.
"Minho! Leave him!"
He's already swinging before he realizes she's there, but she sees a hesitation in his swing. It stutters slightly, but he doesn't stop. He follows through, connection a claw and fist with her jaw, leaving a cut matching Baekhyun's.
Her head swings back against the floor harshly, and she's thrown off Baekhyun before Minho can move again/
"I-It's one thing to hit me," Baekhyun starts, eyes narrowing into slits that are maybe supposed to be threatening but to Y/N on the side just look like a sun-induced squint, "but it's another to lay a hand on Y/N."
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Torn // exo x reader
FanficY/N Y/L/N just wants to be left alone. She's not good at social interactions, and if she's being honest the thought of people scare her. She can barely talk without stuttering and her past is so dark she doesn't think even the brightest of flashligh...
