You know, sleeping on a bench outside a bar every night isn't the best thing. I'm always woken up by the sounds of people going in and out of the bar, fights in the parking lot, and things like that. I wish my life was normal. I've been homeless for a year now. My parents kicked me out because they got offended when I told them I was learning to speak Korean. They're hardcore Americans and they hate any other country. I on the other hand am fascinated with the world so I chose to learn Korean. I am now fluent. I listen to Kpop and I don't have to look up the lyrics because I understand it. My favorite band is BTS. They've been keeping me going through all of this. My bias WAS Jungkook BUT, Taehyung happily wrecked it. My two favorite songs by BTS are War Of Hormone and Save Me. I wish I could meet them and thank them for what they're doing.
---Tuesday night---
I'm walking the streets like I normally do to get some energy out. It also helps me clear my mind. I know the places to go that are safe. Plus, I have pepper spray. As I was walking, I saw a huge crowd of people surrounding a hotel. Is there a celebrity in that hotel? I was about to go investigate when I was pushed to the ground by a man. "Give me your backpack, NOW!" The man yelled. I hit him in the face and that was a massive mistake. He kicked me in the stomach four times, snatched my backpack, and ran away. "SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!!!" I yelled. No body came. I laid there and kept yelling until finally, three guys rushed over to me.
*When the text is in bold, we're speaking Korean*"Are you alright?!" The first guy asked. He spoke Korean. I knew that voice. IT WAS JUNGKOOK! "No, I've just been attacked and my bag was stolen." I said. Jungkook lifted me up and Jimin laid me on his lap. "What's your name?" Taehyung asked. "Savana." I told him. I laid there in Jimin's lap while they asked each other what to do. "Do we call for help?" Jimin asked. Jungkook nodded. "Ok. But we need to call her parents." He said. "No. Please don't call them. They're the ones who made me h-homeless." I said. They all looked at each other. "Forget about calling for help. She can come with us." Taehyung said. Jungkook and Jimin agreed. I sighed in relief but winced because of the pain in my stomach. "Let's get you somewhere safe." Jimin said while helping me up. I collapsed because of the pain. "I'll carry her." Jungkook(strong maknae) said. He picked me up bridal style and began walking back to the hotel. Many times, Taehyung would speed up so he could check on me. When we got to the hotel, Jungkook's arms got tired and he passed me to Taehyung. We entered the elevator and Jimin pressed #10. "We're almost to the room." Taehyung said. I nodded. "Thank you for saving me. All three of you." I said weakly. They all smiled. We arrived on the 10th floor and made it to the door. "*knock knock*Yoongi-ah!" Jungkook yelled. A couple seconds later, Suga opened the door. "Why are you carrying a girl?" He asked. "We saw her get beat up a little ways from here." Taehyung said. Suga's eyes widened. "Bring her in." He said in a concerned tone. They walked in the hotel room and laid me on the couch. "Where are you injured?" Suga asked. "My stomach. The man kicked my stomach four times." I told him. Taehyung sat on the floor close to me. "Her name is Savana." Jimin told Suga. "Ok, Savana, I am going to get you some ice." He said. I nodded. When Suga went into the kitchen, J-Hope, Jin, and Rapmon walked in. Before they could come into the living room, Suga stopped them and explained everything. Then, they walked into the living room and sat on the floor. "Hi, Savana!" J-Hope said. "Hi, Hobi." I said. His eyes widened. "How do you know my nickname?" He asked. I smiled. "I'm an ARMY." I said. "AWESOME!" J-Hope exclaimed. His expression was precious. "Who is your bias?" Jungkook asked. I glanced at Taehyung. "Taehyung..." I said. Taehyung smiled. "Really?" He asked. I nodded. He hugged me gently. Suga came back in with a bag of ice and a thin towel to place over my stomach so it wouldn't burn from being so cold. I placed the towel over my stomach and placed the bag of ice on top. "Is it okay if I go lay down in a room that's not so crowded? My anxiety is high right now." I said. Taehyung grabbed my hand gingerly. "You can go in my room." He said. I nodded. "Thank you." I said. Taehyung helped me get up and we went to his room. He laid me down on his bed and tucked me in. "If you need anything, just yell." He said while walking away. "Wait!" I said. He came back. "Can you stay with me? I don't like being alone. I've been alone for too long." I said. Taehyung smiled warmly and sat on the bed close to me. "You're safe and sound with us." He said.
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Saved By The Maknae Line
FanfictionA 19 year old homeless girl named Savana gets beat up on the streets and the maknae line of BTS saves her.