The Bangtan Boys ||| BTS and GOT7 Mafia AU

06

Like clockwork, my body jumps into motion. I dodge the knife Jungkook jabs toward me. I try to sweep him off his feet with a swipe of my legs, but he intencepatied the move. His legs held firm as I almost lost my balance. I quickly rolled backwards to get away.

"Stop," he said. My breath was in rags as I stood up to look at him. "When you go down to kick someone who has a lot of leg muscle they may not fall, so you can't use this as your ending attack. I could have easily kicked you in the side and stabbed you when you rolled back. That's enough for today."

"Noted," I replied with no tone.

Jungkook reached for a towel to clean the sweat in his forehead. We were the same age, peers, but he treated me like a child. I found this amusing because half the house treats him as a baby although he does most of the dirty work.

"Go take a shower your class starts in two hours." I nodded and left the room. I was amazed at the connects hey had to pull to get me into a prestige college midterm.

I combed my hair and did my makeup to mimic the cute style I had been showed by the stylist a few days ago.

I bite my lip in thought looking at my primed reflection. I wondered just how easy it would be to get Mark to date me. I guess I would have to get someone to hack it for me.

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I knocked on the door of the Yoongi's suite. He's the one that scares me the most. He lacks emotion, well he has it very disguised. He opened the door a good while later, his hair was wet and he had a towel around his waist.

"Come in," was all he said. His eyes did scan my face slowly, surely seeing the blush of my cheeks.

"I'm a little surprised, that's all." I said quietly. why so shy? I cleared my throat and got on with why I came.

He didn't say much, he just got dressed while I had my back turned.

"Can you hack into Mark's phone and see what type of role I need to play? Jimin thinks he likes submissive cute girls-" Yoongi scoffed at the word submissive.

"What?" I asked. I turned and glared, defiantly not look at his shirtless body. "I don't think you'll play that role very easily." Yoongi's voice was deep and didn't match his face. Although I couldn't think of a voice that would suit his baby face.

I turned quickly before he could see just how much his voice unnerved me.

"Your not like this with the others.... do I make you uncomfortable?" He asked.

"Can... can you just do what I asked." My voice was very defensive.

"Sure, but you came here on your own, dear. No need to get so angry." He laughed.

I glared at him one last time with anger and left the room, slamming his door. I wasn't sure why he got under my skin so easily.

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I made sure to follow Mark out of class. Luckily I got him alone.

I touched his armed as I jogged closer to him. "Hi, Mark right?" I say bowing. "I'm Hyun Ju. I'm a transfer," I didn't give him time to think that's not how things work. "From the states. I was wondering if you could leaned me notes from earlier in the semester."

"Sure, what's your number?" He asked me. I grabbed a pen and wrote it on his wrist. A heart replacing the slash in the jieut.

I smiled brightly at him. This was going to be very easy.