Bad| Min Yoongi

Bitches

I was just finishing a long day at school, full of annoying people as always and I began my walk home after saying my farewells to Jennie and Lisa. When I got home I was surprised to find two large luggage and a duffel bag sitting near the front door. Confused I called out, " Mom? Dad? Hello? "

Suddenly I heard thundering footsteps from upstairs. Down came my parents hands full with random things. My mom quickly shoved everything into a bag and handed it to my dad before finally speaking in a rush. " Y/n we're going on vacation to Hawaii. We'll be gone for a month and we'll put money in your bank account for food and any other things. Your brother's gonna be busy with work and other stuff so we're going to drop you off at our friend's son's house. And no we cannot let you stay home by yourself or with your friends because we can't trust you to be on your best behavior unless we have you stay with someone else. Either way your going and so are we because we're gonna be late. So let's go! "

She said it all in a rush so it was hard for me to understand until after a few seconds. Once everything registered in my mind I was gonna refuse, but seeing the look my father gave me made me stop and ask a question. " Okay I guess but what about my clothes? "

My mother gave me the duffel bag by the door and I quickly looked inside. Thankfully she packed some decent clothes that weren't too embarrassing or too uncomfortable and showy. She had also packed everything else I needed such as toothbrush, comb, phone charger, etc. I nodded at her and we were on our way to wherever. While we were driving my father mentioned something interesting. " Oh Y/n, we also found out that our friend's son goes to your school. Apparently he had bought his own house with his friends so they all live together. So hopefully living with a bunch of boys won't be so bad. "

With this new information I began to dread and hope that it wasn't who I thought it was.

After a few minutes of driving, we finally drove into a driveway. The house was nice and modern looking yet still looked comfy and homey. Before I knew it I was already out of the car standing in the driveway, duffel bag at my feet, backpack hanging from my left shoulder, and my phone clutched tightly in my right hand. I watched as my parents quickly waved at me and zoomed down the street. I sighed and put my phone into the back pocket of my jeans before picking up my duffel bag and walking up to the front door.

I took a deep breath and knocked on the door three times. I waited for a few seconds hearing multiple footsteps thunder about. Suddenly the door flung open to a tired yet bored Yoongi. We both tensed as we stood there staring at each other. I quickly turned around after a few seconds and said, " Ya know what? Fuck this shit I'm going back home. Can't believe them bitches left me here. Fucking hoes. "

As I was about to walk off Yoongi had gripped onto my upper arm and dragged me inside. I quickly dropped all my stuff and held onto the doorframe to stop him from dragging me in his house. No matter what I was not gonna be living in this house for the next month even if my life depended on it. If I were to go down. I won't go down without a fight.

Half An Hour Later

I let out an exasperated sigh as I plopped myself down onto the couch in the living room along with all my stuff next to the couch I was sitting on. Yoongi and his six other friends sat across from me on the other couch staring at me intently while I glared at Yoongi who was sitting in the middle and holding onto my phone.

That bitch took it from my back pocket. He was pulling me by my ankles in an attempt to get me inside the house when my phone went off due to a message. He had taken this chance to drop my legs and grab my phone while I was distracted.

I held out my hand expectantly, but he didn't give it to me. I sighed again and spoke through gritted teeth. " Give me back my phone. I'm in this fucking house like you wanted, so give me the goddamn phone back. " He tsked and held my phone between two fingers waving it around before saying, " How about....no. "

I didn't care anymore as I lost my shit. I leaped forward at him at an attempt to get it back, but he had leaned back just in time and slipped off the couch from the back. I jumped over the couch and chased after him. We had gone around the entire house for almost another half hour while the others did whatever such as put away my stuff into the guest room, play video games, read a book, and cook dinner.

I had finally tackled the bitch down in the living room when he stumbled over a cable. Now I was straddling his hips as I attempted to reach over and grab my phone that he held farther away with his arm. I started to get frustrated so I leapt forward to try and grab it, but he quickly pulled his arm down to his side sending me tumbling. I was quick to get back on my feet and tackle the bitch down again, but this time I sat on his back while he hid my phone under him.

I leaned my face closer towards his, which was smushed against the carpet, and threatened him to give it back. With every threat I gave he still refused. Jin had walked into the living room to call us over for dinner and I took that chance to complain to him. " Jin eomma! This bitch won't give me my phone back! " He sighed and shook his head before saying, " Yoongi give her the goddamn phone. You young lady watch your fucking language and don't call me eomma. I'm not your fucking mom. Now get your asses to the fucking table or else you don't get any dinner. "

I smiled in victory as Yoongi let out a overly dramatic sigh and gave me my phone back. I stood up and gave Jin a small side hug as I made my way over to the table before saying, " Can't help it though I a cursing machine and there's no stopping me. And anyways tell that to yourself before telling that to others. It don't help being a hypocrite ya know. "

I sat down at the table where the others were waiting patiently as Jin dragged a bummed out Yoongi into the room. Once everybody was settled we began eating.

Time skip a Week Later

It's already beginning to snow since it's nearing winter and the boys had decided to have us all gather around in the living room to have a dance off along with a karaoke since it was a Saturday. Surprisingly I had gotten along with the boys and hadn't killed the pale ass bitch with a mood.

Anyways, them bitches had volunteered for me to go and buy some snacks and drinks for the night. I was quickly pushed out the front door wearing sweatpants, a large shirt, boots, and a big coat along with money clutched in my hand. I sighed for the millionth time and walked to the convenience store that was nearby.

I bought a shit ton of chips, candy, and soda. I barely had enough money and all the items filled up four giant ass bags. I walked back to the house and knocked on the door. I waited as I heard music blasting loudly and a bunch of screams of excitement. I continued knocking on the door for about 20 minutes straight as it was quickly beginning to get colder as it snowed.

I gave up knocking nicely as I began pounding on the door roughly almost causing it to fall off it's hinges. I continued on for another 10 minutes until the door finally fucking opened. I glared at Yoongi who had been the one to open the door after an entire fucking lifetime. " Why the fuck does it take someone to fucking be knocking for fucking half an hour for a group of people to open the fucking door?!? Are you guys fucking deaf or do you not want your fucking food and drinks?! " I questioned.

He just stared at me slightly flustered. I started getting impatient and pushed him aside as I stepped into the warm house. " It's fucking cold outside you hoe. " I threw my coat onto the couch and plopped myself onto the couch as the bitches didn't even notice my existence. I just shrugged and began eating the snacks while they didn't notice.

As I was eating I quietly mumbled out a small, " Fucking bitches. "