Meeting BTS; Book One, I'll Take The Shots

Chapter 9

Upon hearing footsteps, I looked up to see who it was.

It was Yoongi, and he didn't seem to know about what was going on.

As soon as he saw my hand, he stopped.

Stupidly, I tried to close my hand, bringing my chin down so that I wasn't looking at anyone. I also brought my hand closer to me.

Of course, it only hurt more.

I shut my eyes.

I opened my hand again because of how much it hurt, still holding it close.

I heard a rip of fabric, then footsteps rushing in this direction. Someone grabbed y wrist and forcefully pulled it towards them. I opened my eyes to see who it was and what that person was doing.

It was Yoongi, and he was wrapping a white piece of cloth around my hand.

"What happened?" He asked.

"I decided to try and take a bullet out from my hand..." I replied, observing as he skillfully wrapped my hand.

"It doesn't look like you did." Yoongi stated as he finished.

"...Well-" I began.

"I did." Namjoon cut in. Both Yoongi and I looked at him. "I took it out."

"I asked you to though." I added.

"It doesn't matter who took it out. I just wanted to know what happened." Yoongi cut in.

I looked down.

There was an uncomfortable silence, though I didn't want to break it.

Yoongi got up. I lifted my head a little, enough to see him get up. I noticed a small part at the bottom of his shirt was missing.

Then realized that that was what was wrapped around my hand. 

I looked down at my hand.

The fabric of his shirt was stained red from my blood. I felt bad, then got mad at myself for not using my head and thinking. I could have used the fabric of my own shirt under my sweater.

"What about your other hand?" I heard Yoongi ask. I looked up at him. He was looking back at me.

I unconsciously brought my right hand closer to me, then shook my head.

"No, it's still in there. But if taking them out is causing-"

Yoongi took the clips from Namjoon and walked to my right. Hoseok and Jin moved aside.

Yoongi bent down on one knee and grabbed my right wrist, pulling my hand towards him, resting it on his own knee that was still up.

"Um-" I began, but Yoongi cut me off with a look that clearly meant 'shut up'. Seeing that I wasn't about to say anything more, he looked down and brought the clips to my palm.

I looked away.

It was like before, but this time there wasn't as much hesitation and it was done quicker. I also flinched more.

Once I heard the metal clatter, I looked over to my hand, then at Yoongi.

He put the multi tool down and did as he had done before. I was still amazed by the fact that he did that so skillfully.

"You didn't have to do that... None of you needed to help me... None of you even know me... So why are you helping me...?" I asked after a few seconds, looking at each of the members, one by one. 

As I had said before, I wasn't a big fan of people helping me, unless I really needed it.

"Why did you help us then?"