bad girl,,,,,, kim mingyu

0.4

2 months.

The apartment is nice, Jungwoo's 2 friends like it a lot although he has gotten happier and likes to be with friends a lot. I trust him as he does text me everywhere he is going and with who.

My friends like it a lot. Although, Mingyu seems quite annoyed as on multiple occasions, one of them stumble here when they get drunk or something in the middle of the night and he has complained multiple times.

Today, Jungwoo is staying the weekend at his friends house and Wonho and I are walking around chatting when we get jumped by these stupid guys who have tried multiple times to beat us up.

I roll my eyes when one of them throws a punch, take his fist in my hand and whip around, holding his arm behind my back.

After an easily won fight, I look over and see Wonho on the ground, blood seeping through his shirt.

"Oh shit!" I cuss loudly.

"It's cool, he just sliced me a bit, " he grunts when he stands.

With me supporting him, we make it to the apartment and I banddage him quickly.

We are overall pretty used to this.

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Later that night, around 1 am I can't sleep so I head out for a walk.

The neighborhood is quiet and I notice Mingyu's lights are on. Probably fell asleep studying like the nerd he is.

After a few minutes, I hear footsteps behind me.

With a heavy sigh a turn around and spot 4 figures behind me.

"What is it now?" I glare.

"Excuse me?" The voice in unfamiliar.

"Who are you?" I spit.

"Your worst nightmare." I snort and the 4 guys come into the light and I dont recognize them at all. "Why are you on our street so late, little girl?"

"Little girl?" That sparks a nerve. "Don't pull that shit with me." 

He scoffs. "Why not?" He shoves my forehead. "You're tiny."

I swing and miss.

"You will not pull that again," The lead guy grabs my wrists and slams me against the brick wall, hard.

I go to knee him in the balls but hit his thigh and his hand grabs my neck.

Shit this guy is strong.

I punch him hard in the cheek and he lets go and backs up but then one of the other guys kicks my side and I fall to the ground.

We battle for a while, shit I'm used to.

I already know my body is pretty bloody and beaten and I'm actually tired, these guys are hard to break.

That's when one pulls out a knife and I panic.

I can't defend myself from knives.

"Pull anything again, you die." He spits and I smirk, confident, and kick his knee.

Instead of reacting in pain, he stabs me in the arm, just below my shoulder.

"Fuck!" I scream.

"Dude, what the fuck?" One of them says and they scurry away.

My body aches with pain all over but none of it compares to my arm.

Fuck. I start to run painfully to my apartment but when I reach the hallway, my lungs tighten and I can't breathe, I collapse, accidentally hitting Mingyu's door, hard, before falling to the floor.

His door flies open. "How may times do I- oh shit." 

I don't see him until his face is next to mine.

He swoops me up and carries me into his apartment, setting me on the couch.

Blood runs down my arm and he, no FUCKING joke, strips his shirt and tears it, tying it above the stab wound.

I give him a 'what the fuck?' look that he ignores and pulls a first aid kit outta nowhere and pours alcohol on my arm. I hiss in pain.

"Sorry," he mumbles.

I sit quietly and let him clean the stab wound and wrap it.

He then examines my face and hands and then asks a really stupid question. "Is your body okay?"

"Um, no but I would rather you not see me without a shirt. It's just a few bruises probably anyway." I shrug.

"Are you hungry? Thirsty?"

I  eye him weirdly. "Why are you being so nice?" 

"We are neighbors and classmates. That and you were severely injured on my floor so." 

I shrug and say. "It's pretty cold. Turn the heat up in here, Jesus."

"Sorry," He stands and messes with the thermostat and I can't help but stare at his tanned and toned back.

Jesus, this kid works out.

"Why were you up so late?"  I ask.

"Why were you out so late?" He shoots back, sitting on the floor in front of the couch. "Do you want a new shirt? That's covered in blood and is ripped." 

I look at my black shirt and shrug. "Sure."

He stands and disappears down the hall and I look around his apartment.

There are no pictures anywhere but he has a lot of movies on a bookshelf and a few nice looking cameras. There's a gaming system connected to the TV.

He returns with a plain white shirt and hands it to me.

"Turn around," I say and he does so as I take off my shirt slowly, painfully. "Ouch, damn," I mummer.

No kidding, this bitch turns around and I'm just in my bra. "Oh my god, your entire side is bruised!"

He doesn't seem phased by the fact that I'm shirtless and so is he and he bends and stares right at the huge bruise covering my side.

"Um, can you not?" I spit and shove him away.

He seems to realize and blushes hard while looking away.

I slide his huge shirt on and sit down.

"Thanks, I guess." I say.

"It's no problem." He clears his throat.

"Well, im gonna leave, bye." I say and leave without another word.

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