I awoke to a loud banging on my front door of my apartment.
"Mrs. Chanyeol?" I sat up and rubbed my eyes, confused about the old lady banging on my door.
"O-oh yes! (Y/N), honey, some strange men came to see you and...well they are here." I jumped out of my bed and rushed to the front door, flinging it open and scowling.
Mrs. Chanyeol was standing behind Yoongi, Namjoon and Jin, smiling Sweetly with her hands clasped together.
"(Y/N)-SSHI!" I was tackle hugged by Jin which surprised me quite a bit. I Hugged back hesitantly, scowling straight at the other two boys. They entered without permission, making me huff and roll my eyes, letting go of Jin. I walked back to the door and smiled at Mrs. Chanyeol, wanting to squeeze the life out of her at the moment.
"Hello Mrs. Chanyeol. What brings you here?" I politely asked, bowing and she nodded her head smiling her cute old grandma eye-smile.
Now I see where Chanyeol gets that from.... I sighed mentally as I thought of GOT7 and my friends...
And ex boyfriend
"Oh well, the buzzer was buzzing non stop! I guess you were in some deep sleep because rang for 2 whole minutes non stop! So when I looked at the monitor through the cameras, saw these 3 handsome young men, and I just knew they were here for my beautiful little bean bun! You have grown so much!" she sighed happily and awed at me, taking my head into her delicate pale, wrinkled hands.
Soft. Very soft.
"Any who," she let go of my head, and stared at me directly, her smile dropping. "(Y/N) I want you to take advantage of these 3 young men in your apartment. Its not every dynasty you get this type of opportunity." she stated, emphasizing the 'dynasty' part. I groaned and face palmed.
"Mrs. Chanyeol....these are my Oppas. I am their understudy. I can't just well....hook up with them! I dont go that fast!" I exclaimed maybe a little too loudly.
"Oh my little bean bun, its ok! Ill wear headphones! Just knock 3 times. You know the drill!" she said shamelessly loud, making me face palm even harder as she walked away, laughing. My face was on full blaze and to be honest, Im seriously sick of blushing right now.
"Knock three times." I heard a voice mimic Mrs. Chanyeol's.
"You know the drill!" I definitely heard Jin say that. I growled and stomped into the kitchen where they were, and promptly hit them on the back of their heads. Even Yoongi's.
I wasn't gonna lie.
I was too pissed at them to care.
"YAH! WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST-" I cut Yoongi's yelling off with my own.
"BEFORE YOU SCOLD ME JUST THINK OF WHAT YOU JUST DID. YOU JUST STORMED INTO MY APARTMENT WITHOUT ASKING FIRST, NOT EVEN HAVING THE DECENCY TO LET ME GET READY AHEAD OF TIME. I MEAN WHAT THE HELL YOONGI I JUST HIT THE BACK OF YOUR HEAD, BE A MAN AND JUST SUCK. IT. UP!" I my voice escalated, the echoes bouncing off the wall of the tiny apartment. Before anyone could say anything I stormed off into my room, slamming the door and flopping on my bed, screaming in the pillow. They woke me up and I hate being woken up, and today, they will figure out the consequences of waking me up. So I lay there, sprawled out on my bed, plotting a plan in my head to get back at the 3 boys, my thoughts delving into the darkest part of my brain.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"(Y/N)? Can I come in?" I recognized the deep melodic voice behind the door, speaking in perfect English.
"Yeah. The door is open." I responded back In also perfect English.
Namjoon opened the door and smiled at me, entering and closing it silently, then walking to words the bed and standing there.
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You Suit Me (BTS x Reader)
Storie d'amore(Y/N) (L/N), a choreographer in training. She lived alone most of her life, finally breaking away from her abusive parents and friends to wind up in South Korea. She is now an uprising star in the school of JYP Entertainment, but seems to find herse...
