"How Cute"

"Is BTS some sort of gang name?"

A/N This gif makes me feel so proud awh. I've always wanted to do a btsxreader so hope you enjoy~

♡neko.bi

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Liquid drops fell upon my outstretched hands. I looked up, my eyes scrutinizing the dark clouds above in puzzlement. It's raining...yet, how do I know such a thing? I sat on the steps of a tall, unknown building. Heads lowered to avoid getting wet and steer clear of the disheveled state I was in. They rushed by, huddled under umbrellas as they clutched their coats. I realized I must've looked odd, sitting outside in nothing but a thin hospital gown. Many people passed me by, but at one point I noticed a stranger had paused, looking in my direction. Instead of turning to meet his gaze, I continued to stare at my hands, quite content in enjoying the drop of rain sliding down my skin. Hesitantly, I saw the stranger had entered the building I sat outside of. My heart clenched for some odd reason, and I solemnly thought to myself, Good riddance. But all of the sudden, the rain stopped, and I noticed a large shadow had interrupted the rain hitting the palms of my hands. I slowly looked up to see the same stranger had covered me with his umbrella.

"Are you alright?" The stranger asked, evident concern in his voice. So he came over after all. I studied his face, determining he must be a male young adult around 20 years old. But it was hard to tell with the sunglasses covering up his face. I eyed the plastic bag he was carrying, assuming he must've gone to the convenience store.

"Yes. Just enjoying the rain." I curtly replied, hoping he might be quickly on his way. Unfortunately, it seemed that whatever circumstance I was in was suddenly his business.

He crouched down next to me so that we were eye-level. "Well, I know the rain is nice and all, but you should really get back home. You're going to catch a cold if you just keep sitting there." I guess he could tell that I didn't really trust him, because he took off the sunglasses on his face to look at me. I couldn't really define whether his face was pretty or manly. When I didn't reply the stranger scratched the back of his head awkwardly and let out a sigh. "Do you need to call someone to come get you or something?"

"Even if there was anyone to call, there is nothing to go back to." I replied ominously. The stranger's gaze softened. He seemed to be wrestling with whatever war raged on inside his mind. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, he stood up and held out a hand with a smile.

"I'm Kim Seokjin, nice to meet you. You can just call me Jin if you want." I stared at his hand, unsure of what to do. I looked up at him with a quizzical look. "Just come with me, and you can clean yourself up in our hotel room." Intrigued by his odd kindness, I slowly grabbed onto his hand and he swiftly pulled me upright. "Right," he smiled sweetly. "Stay close and follow me."

I was lead into a spacious, bright lobby. It was clean, much too clean compared to how I looked. I looked around only to see myself in the empty eyes that silently criticized my appearance. Instinctively, I crept closer to my rescuer, clutching the back of his jacket. Upon realizing my predicament, the man supposedly called Jin gave me a small awkward smile and comfortingly took off his jacket to wrap around me instead. I followed him up the elevator, and waited patiently as he stopped outside a room on the third floor. With his fingers fumbling to find the hotel key, I blinked in surprise as my rescuer was glomped by another man, who seemed weirdly excited.

"JIN-HYUUNGG WHERE WERE YOU??" I blinked, as Jin struggled to pry the man's fingers off his neck.

"Hope-ah, I told you I was getting some snacks," Jin said with a sigh. "Hope" clambered off the man as Jin handed him the plastic bag, having finally found the key. The man named "Hope" whipped around to look at me, and I immediately took a step a backward in surprise.