Bully in love: BTS fanfic

Chapter 8

His hands fist her hair as she kisses his neck, his breath coming out in pants. Her fingers skim the skin of his back underneath the shirt he is wearing, her touch sending shivers down his spine. It's another weekend, meaning another random guy. She has been incredibly picky lately when it comes to choosing guys to sleep with, and she's not entirely sure why. She hasn't been able to get the annoyingly attractive face of Yoongi out of her mind as of late.

She is beginning to think that she is obsessed with him. She obviously isn't, but she has never been this stuck on a guy before. Just the thought of him makes her frustrated at how much she wishes he was here with her instead of this stranger. She fantasizes about his lips on hers, her chest sort of tingly and warm. She hates that the only touch she wants right now is his, the other guy barely able to distract her.

She finds herself kissing the guy harder, trying to get her mind off of the boy who drives her absolutely crazy twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. I don't think I can do this tonight, she thinks as the guy kisses down her neck and onto her chest. She can't stop thinking about Yoongi and the way he had made her feel. She needs to figure out how to remove him from her thoughts on order to focus on what she is doing.

She breaks away from the guy, stepping back slightly so that she is out of his reach.

"What's wrong baby?" He questions, the lust in his eyes unmistakable. She shakes her head as she scowls at the pet name, fixing her hair as she looks him over uncaringly.

"Nothing's wrong, I'm just not feeling it anymore."

His confident smirk drops, her words sinking in. He gets a look of anger on his face as he reaches towards her, grabbing harshly at her arm.

"What? So you're just gunna leave?"

She doesn't pull back or try to escape, fully capable of escaping whenever she feels like it. Even though they are in an ally right outside of the club, no one walks by them. If anything she's a little bit upset that no one will be around to watch her beat this guy up, but she's fine as long as she gets the message across.

"Dude. No means no. I would hate to have to hurt you."

She inwardly smirks as his grip tightens, not sorry in the slightest for resorting to hitting him. She did worn him after all. If he decides to do something she will be ready to cause him pain. He pulls her closer to his body, his face contorted in outrage.

"You lead me on and then say you are going to have to hurt me? Hell no. I'm getting what I wanted in the first place wether you enjoy it or not."

He cries out in pain as her knee connects with his family jewels, falling to the ground on his knees.

"Dude I may be an asshole, but even I know that threatening someone with rape is lower than low man."

She kicks him in the stomach, followed by a knee to the face. She watches in satisfaction as he falls to the ground, holding his most likely broken nose in pain. She chuckles at his muffled cries, glad that she hadn't followed through with sleeping with him. She can't stand weaklings.

"That was hot."

She turns around quickly, her eyes wide in slight surprise. How long had he been standing there? How had she not heard him coming? Yoongi stands there with his arms crossed over his chest, his ever-present smirk on his handsome face. She dusts her hands off on her sorts, slowly walking over to where the boy is leaning.

"Were you following me?" She asks, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. He chuckles slightly, pushing himself off of the wall.

"What's it to you if I was or wasn't?"

She shrugs indifferently, trying to hide the fact that his presence was kind of nice. She watches as the wind moves his hair to the left, it parting over his forehead. He glances at the guy still groaning in pain on the ground, his eyebrow raised inquisitively.

"What he do?"

Hani had almost forgotten about the guy, the sight of him making a smile appear on her face. He loves the way the moonlight shines off of her face and hair, making her that much more beautiful to him. She is totally unaware of the effect she has on him, just being in the same area as her making his heart beat erratically.

"I didn't wanna fuck him so he got angry. It was all in self defense."

He smiles at her answer, knowing fully well that she didn't need that as an excuse just to beat someone up. He is actually surprised at her, considering how easy she was on him. He has seen the aftermath of her anger, and this wasn't it. If anything, it was as if she had gotten distracted in the middle of the fight and forgotten to finish it. He barely looked touched, the only thing bleeding being his nose.

"So why are you here?" She asks him, breaking him out of his daze. He bites his lip as he looks her over, stalling in order to think of how he wants to phrase it.

"I want to propose something to you" he says, finally going with that approach. She steps closer, wanting to hear what he has to say.

"I'm listening."

He takes a deep breath, gearing himself for what he is about to say. He feels rather embarrassed actually. He has never had to ask someone this before. No one has ever been so unwilling to date him as Hani seems to be.

"Do you want to be friends with benefits?"

She stares at him in shock, not really sure where that came from. She guesses that it wouldn't be all bad. Yoongi had been really good the other night. Being with him had set her body on fire, made her feel alive. Getting that feeling pretty much whenever she wanted would save her a lot of trouble.

"Ok. But minus the 'friends' part."

He smirks at her, already knowing that she would say that. He finds her stubbornness rather adorable, wanting nothing more than to break her out of her hard protective shell. He holds out his hand, waiting for her to shake on it.

"That's fine by me. Just one thing; try not to fall in love with me."

She scoffs, reaching out to place her hand in his. She doesn't think she will have a problem with that request at all. She gave up on love a long time ago.

"As if."