Key (BTS fanfiction)

Girl

Taehyung's P.O.V.

My body is pressed flush against someone else's chest as they yank my hair, whispering against my neck.

"Who's the loser now?"

Jungook mutters and I release the breath I'd been holding. I shout and curse until he lets me go, Jimin full out laughing while Namjoon and Jin just look tired.

"Dude I thought you were a STALKER do you know how STRESSFUL that is I thought I was about, to, be, MURDERED!"

I shout into Jungook's face while he laughs his easy, care-free giggle, Jimin pushing me roughly from behind.

"You're fine Taehyung, just, all of you just calm down."

Jin says, giving all of us a stern look that screams 'I swear why did I even try to take you uncivilized cave-children out in publish you're the most embarrassing people in my life why the hell are we in the same band.' Jin can say a lot with his looks, and we effectively calm down and walk like sane people down the street.

Then I remember.

"Holy shit GUYS did you see the girl? The girl with grey eyes and hair and she was so hot and really tall like a foreigner an American or something and she looked like she was hurt but she ran away too fast for me to ask-"

"Taehyung slow, down, please."

I take a heaving breath as I spin around to see if anyone recognized my detailed description, but everyone just has the same 'wtf Tae' look that they always do.

"Wait, you said she was injured? And a foreigner?"

"Yeah she had like a long gash on her face and looked kind of beat up but I didn't notice it right away and..."

I peter out, still glancing through the crown for her even though there's almost zero chance with all the people out tonight.

"And??"

Jimin asks while shaking me.

"And she was running from someone I think."