Rain (VxReader)

10

I placed my hand on the cold doorknob while simultaneously calling an Uber to bring me to a local store. Jimin insisted on driving me there, but it really was the least I could do. He also gave me his phone to use in case, since mine was no where to be found.

I thanked the Uber driver and wished him a merry Christmas and stepped into the store. Jimin's phone vibrated. I saw a text message from Taehyung.

Tae: you done yet?

Me: I just got here

Tae: ok...what type you gonna get?

Me: oatmeal raisin

Tae: Y/N I SWEAR

Me: chill I was kidding

Tae: can you also get some hot cocoa?

Me: sure

Tae: ok ty and please hurrrrrrryy

Me: oooookkkkk

I shut off the phone and headed to the section with all the butter and cheese.

I texted Taehyung an update as I waited in line. There were a lot of last-minute shoppers. A finger tapped my shoulder. I turned around to see a man, a little older than me, with glasses and a friendly aroma that surrounded him. "Hello," He greeted. "Since its around Christmas, I hope you don't mind if I could buy your groceries for you," He smiled. I held up the box of hot chocolate and the tub of cookie dough. "I can afford this, trust me," I assured him. He sighed with a small smile still on his face. "Are you sure?" I nodded. "Thanks for the offer though." He held out a hand. "Lee Soojeon." I smiled and accepted his hand. "Y/N."

It was a surprise how well acquainted I became with him. Soojeon just had a great presence that was easy to adapt to. I waited for him to purchase his groceries while checking on Taehyung.

Me: I met this guy he's really nice

Tae: what's his name

Me: Kim Jong Un

Tae: WHAAAAAAT???

Me: jk it's Lee soojeon

Tae: cool

I looked off of my phone to see Soojeon with a brown bag in his hands. He suddenly bowed. "Thank you for waiting." I laughed a little. "No problem," I said as we started to walk out of the store. "Do you have a ride home?" Soojeon asked. I remember I have to call another Uber. "Uber," I shrugged. "I can take you home," Soojeon tilted his head slightly and added a friendly smile. "Why are you so nice?" He shrugged. "It's Christmas." I sighed.

"Are you sure you don't want a ride? It's free," Soojeon asked. I shook my head. "I'm fine." "I got gum." "Deal."
We walked to a black SUV. I hopped in the passenger seat in the front. Soojeon started the car. "Thank you so much, Soojeon," I thanked him. "It's not a big deal," He said while backing out of the parking lot.

"So, where do you live?" I grabbed my phone and typed in directions to 'Hannam the Hill' dorms. "The Hill?!" I nodded. BTS moved to really expensive dorms. "That's crazy! So that's why you said you can afford that stuff you must be rich! Then how come you don't have a car...?" Soojeon said. "It's a really long story," I told him. "We got five minutes you, can tell me," He assured. "Well..."

***

"And then we had to get cookie dough and I didn't bring my car to Japan because its back in Busan that's why I don't have a car. It's crazy living with seven boys who are engulfed in fame. Then one of them got shot!" I let everything out. "Wow...BTS, huh?" I nodded and noticed the weather outside. "It's snowing!" Well, it was snowing. It was snowing crazy hard though. And it was sticking. "Why didn't you point this out?" I asked Soojeon lightly. "I was too focussed on your story and the directions," He explained. "The roads aren't safe, we're going to have to pull over..." Soojeon took his car to the edge of the road. "Can you reach back there, I believe I have an umbrella," He pointed to the rear of the car. I unbuckled and grabbed the hook of an umbrella. "The Hill should be close enough for walking distance. I know a shortcut," Soojeon said as he unbuckled. He opened the door and unfolded the umbrella after stepping out of the vehicle. Soojeon closed the door and opened mine. He shielded me and him from the sudden blizzard.
I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and checked on Taehyung as we trekked through the snow towards an alley.

Me: ITS CRAZY OUTSIDW I CAN BARLEY SEE THE SCRREEN!!

Tae: ARE YOU OKAY???

Me: IBSIJT KNOW!! BUT UK CINE VAN!!

Tae: WHAT??

Me: I CAN'T TEXT YOU RN OKAY??

Tae: PLEASE BE SAFE!!

Me: LUV YA BUD

Tae is typing...

The screen suddenly shut off. The phone brand and version displayed on the black screen. I held down the power button. The phone was dead. I squeezed my eyes shut as some sort of prayer and put the phone back into my pocket.

A brick wall was in sight with no way to turn and continue unless you headed back. A dead end. "Are you sure this is the right way?!" I yelled over the massive flurry. But it felt like everything stopped with one movement of Soojeon's. He smirked. It was a smirk that could really pierce some ears. It was evil.
In a flash he whipped out a long and shiny object. Soojeon attempted to slash me with it. A switchblade. "What are you doing?!" I shouted at him. The friendly aroma vanished. "You've gotten a little too close to him." His voice was loud and deep and raspy, like if you took V's voice and blended it in a blender it would match his voice. A lot less friendly and practically shouted, 'HEY THIS GUY IS SMIRKING SO HARD RIGHT NOW!'
But other than his voice the words that he said. "You've gotten way too close for my little friend."

That little friend of his, is a saesang fan. That's who I'm dealing with. That's exactly who we're dealing with. A stalker who thinks I stole Taehyung.

He never was her's.

It did not matter.

The thought sunk in deep.

I did love Kim Taehyung. Didn't I?

Don't I?

But does he love me?

I heard a tear in fabric. The switchblade got me. No, it didn't get me. It got my jacket. I was unharmed. But I was also unarmed.

I understood my surroundings. I had to think fast. But I couldn't think fast enough. Soojeon held me against the wall with the blade centimeters away from my throat. I quickly kicked him in the crotch, causing him to double over and cough in pain. Soojeon dropped the switchblade, so I grabbed it with haste and held him against the wall with the blade now against his throat. "Who is your little friend?" I interrogated him. "Looks like the tables have turned," Soojeon commented. "Tell. Me," I demanded. "Y/N?" Another voice called. I looked at the exit of the alley.

"Jimin?"

A/N: OKAYYYY. NOW LET ME BE THE CLICHE AUTHOR AND TELL YOU THIS STUFF.
How the heck was it?
Will you pleaaaaaasse vote
Jk you don't have to
Jk you do
Because you're reading this that means you've been with me the whole time since the first chapter. OR your that one kid who checked out this book and just went to the last chapter because you like confusing yourself because you have no idea what the hecking heck is going on.
Even if you are that kid vote the heck anyways
Okay have a good day children

DISCLAIMER: IF YOU ARE NOT A CHILD AND/OR IT IS NIGHTTIME THEN YOU ARE GENUINELY SCREWED. DEMONS WILL COME TO YOUR ROOM AND LIGHT STUFF ON FIRE IF THEY HAVE TO. I'M SORRY. YOU HAVE NOT BEEN BLESSED.