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first off why?

A/N: im sorry for not editing the first chapter! OTL If any of you guys dont get a reply from me on the message board then thats because my account is not verified..but anyways here's the next chapter enjoy!

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Na-youngs view

I sighed and looked over at the young man who layed on the floor. He was already knocked out with one punch, how is that even possible? I grabbed his arm and wrapped it around my neck. And dragged his whole body to a friend's house.

As I walked closer to my best friends house, The young man slipped off from my shoulders and fell down into the pile of snow. Once again I groaned out loud and carried him into a bridle style.

We finally arrived to our destination. I knocked on the red door once but there was no answer. I checked under the rug looking for the key to the house and nope it wasn't there. I layed the guy on the floor and kicked the door open, which caused a huge mess. I dragged his body inside the house and into my friends room.

I threw his body on the bed and closed the door letting him rest.

Yoongi's view

My eyes opened, I sat up quickly and looked around feeling a bit light headed. I was in a unfamiliar room, the door creeked open it reveled that horrifying beast-Na-young.

"Oh you're finally awake," she began

"Are you alright?" she cracked a smile as she continued her sentence.

I looked at her with a 'I dont know what do you think' expression. Na-young crossed her arms and walked in, she sat down near the bed and just smiled. It was a bit awkward-no scratch that it was just completely awkward. We were basically just staring at eachother for a good few minutes.

I coughed to break the silence between us.

"First off."

"Why did you bring a skewer and second off why the fuck were you trying to stab me with it, i thought we were about to fist fight?!" I yelled

Na-young shrugged her shoulders and started playing with her hands. "Hmmm..."

"Oh, It was fist fighting?"

I brushed my fingers through my hair and groaned. What kind of specimen is she, is she that dense? I layed down on the comfy bed and stared at the ceiling.

"I'm in your house right?" i muttered out

"Nope."

I raise my head up and replied back "what do you mean nope?"

She stood up and patted her pants. The door slammed open and Na-young turned around with a smile.

"JUNG NA-YOUNG YOU FUCKING BROKE MY FRONT DOOR." he shouted out loud causing a whole earth quake.

I sat up staright and avoided eye contact. I hid my bleached hair with my hoodie so he wouldnt see.

"Fuck, what is Hoseok doing here?"