꧁Don't Tell Me Bye꧂ bts fanfiction

CHAPTER NINE

That night after the meeting Namjoon wondered if it was a good idea to send Yoongi alone with Demi. Yoongi is a good guy and Namjoon knew his hyung would never intentionally hurt her. But the issue was the fact that Yoongi is a young single guy and Demi is a young, attractive, single girl. Namjoon somehow felt irritated with the thought of the two of them alone in a private area.
He huffed in frustration. He shouldn't feel this way, Demi was only a friend. And after all they've been through, even his best friend.
Despite his 'forward' thinking he suddenly found himself in the elevator, pressing the number to Demi's floor. The ride to her floor was quiet and he couldn't help but feel anxious. His mind creating romantic scenarios between his Hyung and his best friend.
Once he stood infront of her door he suddenly couldn't think of what to do or what to say.
Should he ring the bell?
Should he knock?
Would they wonder why he randomly decided to show up this early in the morning?
Sighing Namjoon remembered that Demi had left a key for him under the potted plant next to her door. He mentally debated whether it was the right thing to do. Finally he couldn't resist and retrieved the key. He pushed the door open softly, careful not to cause too much disruption. It was silent in Demi's apartment. All of the blinds and curtains where still shut, blocking any of the dawns rays to shine into the small living space. It was as tidy as always in the apartment. Except for one area. Namjoon suddenly felt a pang in his stomach as he took in the view on the living room sofa. In a bundle of blankets and pillows sat Yoongi and Demi. Yoongi's arms were wrapped securely around Demi's waist, his head gently placed in the crook of her neck. A soft pink lipped smile graced the boys face as he slept soundly. Demi was leaning on Yoongi, even breathes escaping her slightly parted lips. Namjoon had a feeling that maybe they had something going on here. He felt anxious knowing that he was possibly invading both of his friends privacy. He tried to carefully make his way back out the door, but for Namjoon careful is a word that usually doesn't apply. His shoe knocked into the table which sent a book to land on the floor, and the book created a loud thud. Namjoon sighed in relief when he realized neither of the sleeping figures had awoken. As he continued his way out he stumbled once again. This time he sent a glass vase tumbling to the floor. He desperately tried to reach out and catch it, but it was no use. It crashed against the floor, shattering into a million little pieces. A gasp was heard and Namjoon's eyes flickered to the only other person who was awake.

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Demi's eyes were wide once she regained consciousness. She didn't remember how she fell into Suga's strong grasp. His hair tickled her cheek as he snuggled her even more than he already had, still deep asleep after the ruckus a certain tall 'monster' made. Demi could feel the burning sensation of a blush tinting her cheeks. As she glanced down at Yoongi and looked back at a startled Namjoon she felt her heart pound. Suddenly she erupted in laughter. Namjoon stood there dumbly wondering what had possessed the girl infront of him. Her laugh soon became contagious and they both were laughing now, hands grasping their stomachs. Demi after a few moments could feel a shift beneath her as the grasp around her became tighter.
"Everyone is so weird today... "
Yoongi's groggy morning voice echoed throughout the apartment. Yoongi suddenly realized his predicament and blushed a deep crimson red. Namjoon had never seen the pale boy change colors so quickly. Heck! He'd never seen him so shy!
Namjoon suddenly had a feeling that Yoongi might actually have feelings for Demi.
After feeling the tension Demi freed herself from Yoongi's grasp.
"So, who wants breakfast?"

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Today marked the day that Demi would begin training. All the boys agreed that it was imperative that she knew how to protect herself.
She was now in what seemed to be a physical training room.
Makeshift punching bags lined the far wall of the room. And different exercise and workout equipment were littered across the room. In the center waited Hoseok in what seemed to be some sort of boxing ring.
"Okay Demi, today we'll be sparring. Try to come at me with all you've got and don't be afraid to hurt me. I'll show you how to deflect and avoid certain attacks and later on you'll learn proper form and a few moves... Sound good?"
Demi nodded, already nervous.
Hobi stood still in a laid back stance, not looking prepared to fight at all. Demi suddenly lunged forward with no plan whatsoever. Hoseok smirked and side-stepped letting the girl land on the mat with a soft thud. Demi huffed, obviously embarrassed. Suddenly she remembered a move she had seen in an action movie. From her position on the floor she sent her leg flying out in a sweeping motion. Once her leg had swept under Hoseok he was sent sprawling to the floor, a girly scream escaping him. Once he landed Demi couldn't help but to roll around as hysteric laughter filled the room. Hoseok only sat there arms crossed and lips pressed into a straight line.
"That was good, but now you allow an opening for your opponent."
Demi didn't even blink before Hoseok was hovering over her, pinning both of her hands back. She stopped breathing for a moment when she realized how close his face was to hers. His breath fanned against her lips as he spoke again.
"And your opponent now has the chance to do this." a mischievous smirk slid its way onto his face. Demi's eyes had widened. She shut her eyes wondering what this crazy boy was up to when suddenly she felt his hands at her sides. Hoseok began to tickle her. Her screams and laughs echoed once again throughout the training room. Hoseok was also laughing, eyes shut as his bright smile was on display. Once the tickle attack was over Hoseok stood and held out his hand for Demi.
"Ready for some real training?"
Demi only smiled as she gave her hand to Hobi.

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Jihoon only smirked as he watched on the monitor. He wondered if there was any chemistry between the two. He laughed watching the awkward yet light interactions. But then something unusual caught his eye. It was the monster stationed at the door exit to the hideout. There were several exits and entrances to the large, mostly underground compound, but this was the only one in the form of a door. Someone made their way out out and met with an all too familiar person. There stood Zico speaking with someone obviously from this building in hushed tones. Jihoon tried desperately to zoom in, or to even catch the sound of the voice but it seemed impossible. The unknown figure wore a cap, face mask and even sunglasses. A clear shot wasn't possible. And since they had decided to speak in whispers picking up and tracking the voice would prove to be undo able as well. With a sigh Jihoon picked up his phone.
"Namjoon, looks like we have a traitor in our midst. Send some guys to exit thirteen now!"
Jihoon checked monitor forty-seven to see Namjoon yell at Jackson and a few other guys. They all rushed towards the exit. Jihoon looked back at the monitor near exit thirteen, only to be left dumbfounded. No one stood there, both people gone without leaving a trace.

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Dear Namjoon, it looks like you can't trust everyone or anyone these days. Hope all is well.
-T

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Demi and Hoseok had been training now relentlessly for about thirty minutes. Sweat glistened against each of their bodies. Swing after swing and punch after punch. Demi could feel herself becoming accustomed to the actions. Someone soon entered. Jimin. Jimin was aware what hd happened before since he had snuck into Jihoon's camera room without him noticing. He was worried about the mysterious traitor but instead of resolving that issue his first instinct was to come here and interrupt whatever was happening.
"Hey guys, I'll be training with you both from now on."
Jimin smiled wide, flashing his famous eye smile to both Hoseok and Demi.
Demi returned his bright smile while Hoseok inwardly groaned.
"Okay well then you'll have to spar with me first."
Hoseok smirked as Jimin's eyes widened. Jimin was one of the stronger members and could definitely pack a punch. But Hoseok was quick and agile. Jimin always lost against him and he knew that this would be no exception. Despite his thoughts, Jimin stepped into the makeshift ring, ready to be beaten by his elder. They had been circling each other wondering who would make a move first. A minute had passed and Jimin was already becoming desperate for this to end and Hoseok knew that. He would wait for Jimin to make a rash movement and overpower him. Just as his thoughts suggested, Jimin lunged forward. Hoseok was ready and flipped Jimin over. Jimin landed on his chest and Hoseok grabbed his arms bending them in a painful direction. Jimin shrieked, the pain overwhelming. Demi became alarmed and suddenly ran into the ring, pushing Hoseok away from Jimin. Hoseok suddenly felt embarrassed but was careful to not let it show. Demi quickly helped Jimin up while sending a questioning glance at the usually happy and hopeful boy.
Hoseok only shrugged her stare off as he left the training room.
"Today you learned lesson number one. When it comes down to it, never show mercy."
And with that he was gone.

Yay! I have been trying to get this chapter out for the longest time! It's a lame chapter but, oh well. I'm kinda in love with the next chapter! Especially with how it starts so stay tuned for that! Btw I honestly have no idea who to ship Demi with so we got a bit of Yoonmi and Doseok in this chapter, maybe eve Nemo depending on how you see it.
(Those ship names sound terrible 😂 You guys should help me out with these ship names! Haha.)
Well hoped you liked the chapter and thanks to everyone for the love and support of this story! Until next chapter~~