"Why did you help us then?" Yoongi asked in return. "You don't know any of us either, and yet-"
"Them or me?" I asked, cutting him off.
"What?" Yoongi asked back, confused.
"Would you prefer them to get hurt or me?" I asked again, in a very serious tone, clarifying this time.
Yoongi looked down, though I knew he was thinking. I tend to say things that really get people to think.
"I helped you guys out of reflex. It may have been because of my habit, but now that I think about it, it may have been because I had, without actually realizing it, thought about how bad it would have been for you all." I didn't know how else to explain. "It doesn't matter if I know you or not. I know enough about to know that you are like family, and that it would not be good at all if any of you got hurt. I prefer for me to get hurt-"
"Why would you get hurt for others, even when you don't know them? That can't be out of hab-"
"Maybe it's because I know how it feels to loose someone close to you!" I exclaimed, looking right at Yoongi.
Then it was quiet.
It was quiet enough for me to hear some of them breathe.
I teared up at the memory of what had happened.
And for the first time in a while,
I cried.
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Meeting BTS; Book One, I'll Take The Shots
FanfictionBook one in the Meeting BTS Series; Dal Eclipse is only a eighteen year old girl, and she has always dreamed of meeting her favourite group, BTS. And her dream does come true, Just not how she had expected. She has never thought of something like th...
