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Not My Name

Hahahahahahaha I've been dead for a long time! Right after I said I'd update more. But don't worry I'm here now and that's all that matters! I really don't know what to call this chapter I'm sorry!
Short chapter ahead
~4 Days Later~
(M/n) woke up in a cold sweat. After the events of the last few days they hadn't gotten to far with their plan, but they sure did leave some marks. (M/n) was so shaken up by what happened, the bad thoughts followed him to his nightmares and he had horrible nights

His breathing was unsteady as he tried to calm himself. As much as he tried though, he could not calm down.

Especially when he heard the boys talking right outside the room door.

They were whispering about what they were gonna do to him, and it was very disturbing. Things like, "I get him first." And, "Do you think he'll like it," left their mouths.

At this point (M/n) had already started sweating again. The disturbing words and feelings were taking a toll on his anxiety. He could feel himself start to cry, but he kept his sobs silent so he wouldn't alert them of him being awake.

However, someone must have heard him, because as soon as he made one small sound, Jungkook and Yoongi burst in and assembled around his bed.

"(M/n) are you crying? Awww, my baby boys so cute~!" Jungkook swooned at the younger boys tears. Yoongi in the other hand, was just silently staring at (M/n).

Saying he was creeped out was an understatement. His bones felt stiff and he could barely move. He slowly glanced up and the boys with tears still dripping from his eye.

"P-please, just let me go. I won't tell anyon-." But he wasn't able to finish as Yoongi quickly shut him up with a rough kiss.

Jungkook laughed on the sideline, "Yoongi, don't hurt him too bad, okay?" Jungkook said while exiting the room.

Yoongi slowly pulled away from (M/n). He examined his face before pulling the younger boy into another rough kiss.

(M/n) tried his hardest to push Yoongi away, but he wasn't strong enough to do much. He tried not to sob again, yet Yoongi could still see streaks of wet drops leaving (M/n)'s face.

"(M/n), crying isn't gonna help much. You know very well we like tasting your tears." Yoongi said when he pulled away for the second time.

(M/n) panted with tears still fresh in his eyes. Not one ounce of hope left in him.

Yoongi slowly leaned into (M/n)'s neck before a loud ringing erupted in the room. Both Yoongi and (M/n) looked across at the ringing phone on the dresser. Judging by the ringtone, (M/n) knew it was his phone. Taking one huge gulp of air, (M/n) used all and a half of his might to push Yoongi away and run to the phone.

The caller ID said 'Eomma ❤️' someone (M/n) knew he could trust. He didn't know why, but knowing no one forgot about him made him really want to leave.

"Baby boy, if you so much as touch that phone I'll make your life a living hell. I swear." Yoongi said in a dark, intimidating voice.

(M/n) mustered up all his courage and screamed, "That's not my name you BASTARD!" And ran out of the room and all the way out of the building in less than 2 minutes.

He was free, for now.

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It was no later than 3 am when (M/n) arrived at his mother's house. He decided to keep quiet about what happened until he had solid evidence to prove that BTS was crazy. Otherwise, he'd just seem like some kid who was trying too hard to ruin their careers.

After all, the other trainees just thought he left. Considering he wasn't doing too well in his classes, it wasn't far-fetched at all. And he didn't exactly have friends to tell about his experience.

His mother was happy to see him but was more worried than anything. Especially since he was so excited about going to his training. Something seemed off when he had come back with swollen lips and messed up hair.

"(M/n)! Are you okay, honey?" (M/n)'s mother asked him. He didn't respond. He just collapsed onto the floor. He was half asleep when he heard his mother yell for him.

"(M/n), why'd you come back! I was paying lots of money for you to be able to get that training, what about your dream? Didn't you want to debut? I'm so disappointed in you!"

(M/n) looked up at her from the ground. "Mom, I can't go back. It's too much. I can't handle all that mom, it's way more than I bargained for. I'll return when it's better for me, I swear." (M/n) mumbled in a drunk-like state.

His mother didn't listen though. "I'm going up there tomorrow! You're going back whether you like it or not! That's final!" She said and walked off to finish cooking her dinner.

(M/n) sighed, he was gonna have to tell her the truth but she'd never believe him. No one would.

Maybe it would be better for him to get his mother to come to the BigHit studio. They wouldn't do anything to him if he was with his mother.

(M/n) nodded his head at his idea, and slowly but surely made his way up to his old room.

He had made it out of hell. He just needed to make sure he stayed out of it.

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A/n: Omg this chapter is trash, but I needed to get it out for you guys. Also lemon in next chapter. Yoongi won so get ready for that. ALSO, I WILL ACTUALLY START UPDATING MORE NOW BECAUSE I GOT A NEW DEVICE THAT I CAN ACTUALLY TYPE ON. Sorry for making you wait 4 months for such garbage, anyway peace out.

Hope you enjoyed.