I blink once, then twice, and then three times. I close my eyes tightly before shaking my head and then opening them again, not sure if what I am seeing is actually real. I frown in confusion when it turns out that I was not simply hallucinating due to the high I just came down from, my arms crossing as I look at the figure in front of me.
"What am I doing here?" I ask incredulously, glancing back at Hyung Seok as he shares my look of confusion. "I think I should be the one asking you that honey."
Jimin's girlfriend, Brea, stands up from her spot on top of Hyung Seok's bed, her phone clutched to her chest as she stares at me. I have met her on a couple of occasions before, but I have never seen her without Jimin. She is even shorter than I am, her hair curled slightly as it hangs just above her shoulders. Her usually present smile is gone from her face as she tilts her head in confusion, her arms crossing after she puts her phone back into her pocket.
Her eyes seem to be studying me as I shy away from her sharp gaze, only stopping when I hit Hyung Seok's still slightly-wet chest. She appears to be looking at all of the dark hickeys that I no doubt have all over my jaw and neck, taking in my wet hair and wet t-shirt that I am currently wearing as a dress. She then looks at Hyung Seok as we stand in front of the open bathroom door, her eyes widening slightly when everything clicks in her head.
"You're sleeping with him?" she asks rather bluntly, causing my eyes to widen. "I thought you were dating Yoongi oppa."
"What?" I ask, confused as she continues to stare at me with those unnaturally calculative eyes of hers. She should know that we aren't really dating by now seeing as she's so close with both Jimin and Yoongi.
I'm not expecting her to walk forward with her hand raised, a glare on her face as she advances towards me. That's why I don't stop her in time before she manages to slap me directly across the face, my eyes wide as my head whips to the side. I can hear Hyung Seok's gasp of shock as it mixes with mine, my hand reaching up to touch my stinging cheek.
"How do you live with yourself?" she spits at me as I slowly turn to face her again, her hands shaking by her sides. It takes a moment for me to process everything that just happened, but when I do, all I can see is red.
"Did she really just--? Oh hell no."
I lunge for her, a startled scream leaving her lips as she cowers away form me. I can feel Hyung Seok's arms as they wrap around my waist from behind, him keeping me from clawing her face off. Even then I can feel his hold slipping from time to time as I yell in her direction, me moving around too much for him to keep me completely at bay.
"Not so tough now, are you?" I yell as I swing my arms and legs as I try and get away from my boyfriend, her face turning red as she starts to cry. "Bitch I haven't even touched you yet! Just let me get out of this and I'll give you something to fucking cry about!"
The bedroom door bursts open and in comes Jimin and Yoongi, both of there eyes widening when they see whats going on. You would think that Jimin would go over to his girlfriend to see what the matter is but he doesn't, his arms wrapping around me from the side as he helps Hyung Seok keep me away from her by holding my arms down.
"What the fuck happened?" Yoongi yells in shock over her crying and my screams of outrage, his eyes wide as he sits down next to Brea on the bed.
"We send you in here to tell them that dinner is ready and this is what happens?"
"I was going t-to oppa" she says between her sobs, making me roll my eyes in aggravation. Just speak hoe. She's starting to make me think that she's fucking seven instead of seventeen.
"I-I was sitting here and Mia-ssi c-came out of the b-bathroom with Hyung Seok-ssi. I only s-slapped her because what they d-did was wrong."
"I swear to fucking god, if you don't let me go to beat this bitch's ass I will castrate both of you" I seethed quietly, watching as both Jimin and Hyung Seok shudder in slight fear. Their hold doesn't loosen up though, it getting even tighter as Yoongi glares at me.
"Don't talk about my sister that way" he all but growls, causing my eyes to widen. She's his fucking sister? No wonder I want to punch her in the face right now. My surprise is covered by my anger though, my teeth grinding together as I glare at him equally as hard as he is glaring at me.
"Oh, so Jimin's dating your sister? No wonder he's been in such a bad mood lately; He has to deal with the both of you."
"At least Brea doesn't sleep around!" he yells back, standing from his spot to get in my face. I can feel my cheeks as they heat up in anger, disbelief making my eyes widen. "She's not a whore like you are, so I can't find any reason for you to be mad at her."
"What did you just say to me!?!" I can't even form a proper sentence for a few seconds because I am so livid right now, angry tears forming in my eyes as I speak. "Hyung Seok and I can do whatever the fuck we want to. For your information, he is the only guy I have ever slept with in my life, so you can shove your rude comments up your fucking ass!"
He goes to open his mouth but stops at the looks Jimin and Hyung Seok are most likely sending him, just proceeding to glare at me instead. I understand that he wants to protect his sister, but was that really necessary? She slapped me for no fucking reason and here he is taking her side and slut shaming me. What the fuck is his problem?
"Just leave my sister alone" he says with finality, turning away from me. Not before he gives me the dirtiest look I have ever seen in my life, him eyeing me as if I am the dirt on the bottom of his shoes. That's when I snap, the whole room going silent as I practically scream out in frustration.
"Get your fucking head out of your ass Min Yoongi! Yes, I was having sex with Hyung Seok, my boyfriend, but thats none of your fucking business! Little miss Innocent over here wasn't told by Jimin or by you that we weren't actually dating. She came up and slapped me before I even had a chance to explain anything, and you're telling me that I'm in the wrong? How would you feel if someone hit you before you got a chance to explain yourself? Huh? You probably feel pretty fucking mad! Not only did you call me names, but you also said I was sleeping around in front of the one person that I love with all my heart. What is your problem with me?"
He stares at me in shock as my chest rises and falls rapidly, no one uttering a word. Brea's hands slowly rise until they are covering her mouth in shock, her no doubt thinking about the mistake she made. I maintain eye contact with Yoongi though, angrily wiping away the angry tears that had slid down my cheeks after Jimin lets go of my arms.
"I'm a person too you know" I say softly, my voice cracking as raw emotion causes a lump to form in my throat. "I may not always show it, but your words fucking hurt."
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Basketball: BTS Yoongi ff
Fanfiction"Yah! What was that for?" I yell as I hold onto my arm as it throbs with pain. "If you can't handle the pain, get off the fucking court."
