BTS BULLY {JEON JUNGKOOK}

19

Your POV

I wake up to a warm hand caressing my right cheek. I slowly open my eye to see the crotch of a hunched over man. His tight white boxers showing the outline of his large crotch. I shut
My eyes and fall back to sleep. I was flying through the sky happily until All gravity fails and my body falls Through space. My body shudders and I scream for help. My heart pumping from out of my chest. I look around to see where I am but it's too dark to make out the room. I also check if there is anyone. As I peer on the left side of the bed on the floor there is a man. Sleeping like a baby. He must be tired if that didn't wake him up. The wind screeches and releases a cold chill into the room, I stand up sluggishly and close the window. The man is shivering so I try to pick him up. But instead he wakes up and questions to what I'm doing.

His husky voice is so familiar. But without me seeing who he is, he stands up and climbs into the bed. He spralls out and you're forced to sleep on the bare carpet with a old blanket and sofa pillow.

You lay down- your back facing the bed and you looking at the wall. I was unsure to why I wasn't scared and panicking because I didn't know who home you was sleeping in. You shuffle around to get comfy but you feel two large hands around your waist. You're lifted into the air and placed onto the bed. Too muscular arms wrap around your back and bring you into an embrace. You look around. He's half asleep. you take your cold trebly hand and move his fringe out of his face. This wasn't Suho... He grunts in his sleep and pulls you closer. His neck lands in the crook of your neck and his steady warm breathes sent shivers down your spine and made the hair on the back of your neck stand on end.

I couldn't get to sleep. I stood up and went to his window seat and looked out of the window. Is that my-my house? I look around the room that is illuminated by the moonlight. the silver tone of the moon shining on the sleeping jungkook. H-he helped me? But... I shake my head to clear my thoughts and and hug my knees. I should go home.. I stand up.

"y/n where are you going?" he grunts and mumbles

"home.."

"why?"

"I don't want to be here with you.."

"but you was fine with it before.. what have I done to you? I saved your sorry ass from getting raped" he had anger in his voice

I don't say anything I just give him a death glare- take off his top and cover myself up with my arms.

"what are you doing?"

"giving you your top back"

I throw it to him and walk away. When I get to my house I crash onto my bed and cry.

why does he make me feel like this? I drift into a slumber.

My phone rings and wakes me up. aha Its Joonie. I clear my morning voice before speaking.

"Hey Joonie Whats up?"

"Me and the boys are going to a private club tonight, we've booked it for us 8 want to come?"

"yeah sure! what time?"

"Is picking you up at 7:30 okay?"