Bully in love: BTS fanfic

Chapter 3

Hani hurries to get dressed and ready, her ears peeled for any sounds. She doesn't want her father to get back from work while she is still here, fearing what might become of her if he does. He is the only person that terrifies her, the very thought of him coming home right now to find her going out making her hands shake as she applies her makeup.

She doesn't usually wear makeup at school. She only tries to look her best when she goes out at night and on the weekends. She blends BB cream over her face, making it shines and appear to shimmer in the light coming from her open bathroom door. She creates a smokey eye with greys, blacks, and browns, the colors making the light purple color of her contact lenses stand out greatly in contrast. She then draws on a dramatic cat eye with her eyeliner, putting a coat of mascara on her top and bottom lashes after lining her waterline with a charcoal eyeliner pencil.

The last thing she does for her makeup is a dark red lip. She kisses the back of her hand, smirking when the lip stain doesn't come off or show up on her milky skin. She runs her fingers through the big curls she had made earlier with her curling wand, creating loose waves that cascade down her shoulders and frame her face. The short dress she is wearing fits her body perfectly, the pitch black color greatly contrasting her pale skin. Her black shoes fit her look, the silver spikes giving her a badass feel.

She smirks once at her reflection before grabbing her purse off of her bed. She puts her phone and wallet into it, not much else able to fit in the small contraption anyway. She hurries out the front door, making sure she remembers to lock it behind her. She walks down the sidewalk with the breeze blowing through her hair as she nears the club. The bouncer lets her in immediately, already knowing who she is. She smirks at all the girls that have to wait to get in, passing by them as they glare daggers into her back.

The club is alive tonight, sweaty bodies grinding on the dance floor. Hani loves this. She lives for this. She makes her way to the bar first, leaning up against it as she waits for the bartender to finish serving the girl next to her. When he looks over at her he smiles, her familiar face apparent even with all the flashing lights.

"Well if it isn't little miss Hani. How are you tonight sis?"

She smiles up at her one and only childhood friend, some of her cold exterior melting away.

"What's up GD? I'm doing good, you?"

Jiyong smiles at his younger friend, pouring her a drink. He's the only person she has opened up to, knowing about her past and her asshole of a dad. He has always been there for her. He is the only person she can be herself with, totally opening up whenever he's around.

"I'm good. You find anyone yet?" he asks, jokingly looking around the club for the guy she is most likely to sleep with tonight. She shakes her head at his behavior, chuckling slightly at his fake enthusiasm to help her look for a potential fuck buddy. Jiyong hates her sleeping habits, but understands why she feels like she needs to do it. He's not going to stop her if it gives her the closure she always seems to be looking for.

"Not yet man. I'll let you know when I'm leaving though" she says as she lifts the drink to her lips. He stops her before she has the chance to take a drink, grabbing onto her arm softly.

"When will you settle down Hani? I know why you do this, but it's not good for you. When will you stop this?"

She pulls away from him, downing the drink in one go.

"When hell freezes over."

Across the room, Yoongi stares at Hani as she talks with the guy at the bar. He's mesmerized by her looks, the dress amazing on her body. It is almost too much for him to handle, it hugging all of her curves perfectly in just the right places. His friends laugh and joke around him, only pausing when they notice how hard he is staring at something.

"What are you doing?" Jungkook asks, staring in the direction in which his hyung is looking. He catches sight of Hani as she downs her second drink, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Is that Hani?" Jimin inquires, taking his round glasses off so that he can clean them off on his shirt. Yoongi nods, not taking his eyes off of the girl in front of him. He watches as she walks towards the dance floor, swaying her hips to the beat of the song.

Taehyung closes his mouth, which was hanging open, before stating, "she may be scary as hell, but she sure is hot."

The guys hum in agreement, taking sips from their nonalcoholic beverages. Yoongi stands, wiping his hands on the back of his pants.

"I'm gunna go dance with her."

The guys blanch in shock, choking on their sodas in disbelief. Jin is the first to recover, patting a coughing Hoseok on the back.

"You're what!?!"

Yoongi ignores them, walking over to where Hani is still dancing alone. She moves her body in teasing circles, her hands moving her hair off of her shoulders. Yoongi is hypnotized by her, his eyes never leaving her body. Hani is startled when two hands wrap around her waist, pushing her against a toned chest. She doesn't let that phase her though, moving her hips against the stranger's. She grinds her hips on his body, her hands reaching up to latch onto his neck. His crotch is pressed against her ass, his boner poking against her.

She smirks before turning around, happy with the choice she made. This guy should work for tonight. She freezes as soon as she sees his face, her eyes widening. What was he doing here? Her breath hitches in her throat as she takes in his disheveled hair and parted lips. His neck and face has a thin layer of sweat covering it, his chest rising and falling steadily.

"Yoongi?"