Whisper My Name... [BTS] [Jin XReader]

Together

"How did this get out?" Hoseok exclaimed. Thankfully Miyeon translated for you. "I hardly even knew about it!"

Nervous, you pulled up your phone.

"Someone must have spotted them and taken a photo?" Jimin suggested.

"So it's true?" Taehyung asked, looking at the two of you, "You're together, then?"

Looking up from your phone, you made eye contact with Jin briefly. He then looked at the others who were silently waiting for a reply.

"Ne. We are." He said confidently. You felt the old butterflies storm you again, so this was for real? You were okay with that, more than okay actually. It was nice, feeling happier than you had in long.

"Then we'll do everything to protect you." Namjoon nodded, crossing his arms.

"The news will go crazy over this." Yoongi stated, furrowing his eyebrows.

You looked back at your phone, scrolling down to the neglected texts from the 'Unknown'.

> "Why aren't you reply?"

> "Who do you think you are??"

> "You'll regret this."

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> "I saw you at the party. I know you're ignoring me!"

> "If you have nothing to hide, answer!!!"

> "Oh my god, YOU ARE LYING."

> "Answer me wench, I have photos of you and Jin!!"

> "ANSWER OR ILL LEAK IT"

> "YOU'RE NOT WORTHY"

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> "Last chance ugly"

> "I will hurt you if you hurt him"

> "YOU DONT EVEN KNOW WHO THEY ARE"

> "That's it. You're dead"

Reading through the texts you felt suddenly extremely guilty. Suddenly Jin leaned over your shoulder,

"What's that?"

The room went silent, all staring at you. Damnit. This is how everything ended. Once they knew you could've prevented this and hadn't told anyone they would blame this all on you and exclude you. A desperate feeling laid itself over your chest.

"It's.. Uh..." They stared at you patiently, "Someone who is trying to blackmail me..." Your voice faded at the end. Namjoon frowned and held out his hand,

"Can I see? Please?" He asked. You gave him the phone, letting him read the entire conversation. His frown deepened as he read further down. "Did you go to the police with this?" As he said those words, the rest of the group became even more interested, wanting to see as well.

"No I... Didn't." You said, feeling even more guilty. Namjoon translated the texts to the others. As he did so, you felt Jin squeezing your hand, then looked down at you with a worried expression.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked. This was hell. You looked down at your feet. Several days ago, you recalled having tried to check where the phone number came from, but found nothing, figuring it was sent from a disposable phone.

"I felt so stressed out by it, that I decided to ignore her for a few days."

The group in the room were talking in korean, passing the phone around. Jin didn't join the conversation, but instead stroke your back gently and leaned down to whisper.