Save Me [BTS FF]

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(Note: not my Fan work, sorry got it on ARMY APP)

Y/N p.o.v.

I woke up in someone's arms. It wasn't Yoongi's. This person held me different than Yoongi. I didn't feel safe. It didn't feel loving. It was as if the person was holding on to me as if his life depended on me.

As I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was bare skin. My eyes widened and I tried to move away from the person.

"Stop moving you're waking me up." He said in a husky morning voice. I looked up and saw a familiar face. One that I was not planning on seeing this earlier in my morning.

"I said don't move, now I am awake." Jeon JungKook said as he got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. Before he walked in he turned slightly to me.

"Look in my closet for something to wear. You can shower when I am done." And with that he walked in and closed the door.

I was still looking at the closed bathroom door. What happened last night? I lay back on the soft bed and snuggled back on to the covers.

After a while I stood up and walked to the closest to get some clothes. As I stood up I felt dizzy and fell to the ground. I held my head as a stinging pain went trough it. The bathroom door open and JungKook stood there, I didn't hear him talk as I tried to stand again only to fall again.

He rushed over to me. And helped me stand and placed me back on the bed. He bent down and talked to me. I couldn't hear anything he said and I looked at him. He realized that I can't hear him and walked to the closest.

Why can't I hear anything. I was fine just a while ago.

JungKook walked out of the closest he had ripped jeans and a plain white shirt on. He walked to me with a white shirt and a pair of girly shorts in his hand. Where did he get the girly shorts?

JungKook p.o.v

"Lift your hands." I said and looked at her. She gave me a weird look meaning she could hear me. I guess Yoongi didn't just hurt her face but her hearing as well.

I took hold of her shirt she was wearing and she freaked out. But no sound came from her mouth.

"God. You need to get out of the clothes!!" I yelled at her thinking she might hear me. But it failed. She looked scared.

I placed the clothes on the bed and turned around. Hoping she gets what I meant.

Y/N p.o.v

Why can't I talk. First my hearing and now my voice. What is going on. What happened.

I looked at the clothes he placed next to me. So he wanted to help me get dressed? I gave his back a weird look as I took the shit.

Only to find that I wasn't in my dress. I looked around and saw it lying over the chair next to his bed.

I looked back at him. I putted on the shit he gave me. I tried to put on the jean and fell off the bed. He quickly turned around and helped me back on the bed. He looked at me and then pointed to the jean. He wanted to help me put them on.

As he slipped on the jean I had to put my arms around his neck. his face was close. He moved his face and I could feel his breath on my neck.

After he dressed me he held on my arm helping me down the stairs. We passed a big mirror that hung on the wall by the stairs. As I looked at my own reflection my eyes widened and I felt a tear run down my face.

I tried to push him away as he held on to my waist. He was now behind me holding me by my waist. I was looking straight at the mirror. He noticed and moved in front of me so that I can't see my now red-purple swollen eye that had a small cut under my eye which made it look worse.

What happened???