You loved your gun.
Lord, it was your baby, ask Yoongi, your twin, older brother. Ask Namjoon, your leader. Ask Jin or Hoseok.
They'll give you the same answer.
You, Min Y/N loved your gun. No one touched it.
Well, no one was supposed to touch i...
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Even when growing up, you've never acted bratty or whiny because you didn't have the luxury of being able to do so. You sucked it up and walked on, not looking back as you moved forward.
However, it now seemed like the appropriate time to actually throw a tantrum as you sat in your living room, surrounded by seven males who awkwardly huddled together.
You sat beside Yoongi, nearly sitting on your brother to be as far away as possible to the man who sat on your other side.
Yoongi obviously noticed, however, decided not to comment, his dark eyes staring at Namjoon, your leader who looked deep in thought.
You, on the other hand, couldn't keep your attention on your leader and Taehyung's conversation, hating how close Jungkook was to you. You could partially feel his heat on your leg through his black skinny jeans. Even his stare on your face was so heated, you felt like he could burn holes in you any moment. It sent unpleasant shivers through your body and you absolutely despised it.
"Y/N-Noona, I need you to pay attention."
Your head snapped towards Namjoon, who gave you an apologetic smile as he called you out. The intelligent man's eyes were filled with understanding as they shifted to Jungkook for a moment before returning to you. He himself couldn't help but feel pity as he knew Jungkook was literally stripping you out of your clothes with his eyes, the younger male moistening his lips every other minute, biting down on the soft flesh of his bottom lip as he eye fucked you.
You quickly nodded, promising to listen to Namjoon with your eyes, moving even closer to Yoongi, making the said male grunt as you migrated to his lap, much to his dismay.
The black haired male scowled and lightly pinched your thigh before giving a dark glare at Jungkook, who only moved closer.
"So, let's start with Y/N," Namjoon dropped the Noona as he became serious, going into business mode as the leader of your group.
