Korean Heights ~BTS

China ~ Drama

I stood up after Yoongi found me still on the floor outside my room. He helped me up and took me into my room. I sat on my bed staring out the window.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Yoongi asked trying desperately to get me to focus. I didn't look at him but I managed to smile incase he saw.

"Yeah Yoongi, I'm fine. Just a bit tired." I lied and he full well knew it too.

"Yah, okay. And Youngjae isn't gay. Now let's go eat." He mocked me.

"Rehearsal is at 10 so two hours then we all meet downstairs. I'm gonna nap until then. I'm exhausted, can you wake me when we have to go?" I asked him barely hiding the sadness in my voice.

He nodded and left.

No One's POV

Yoongi left your room knowing full well you were not anywhere near okay.  But he knee you probably just needed to be alone to deal with it on your own.

Everyone was waiting downstairs in the hotel restaurant for you both when Yoongi came in alone. Jimin immediately noticed something had to be wrong.

"Where is Y/N?" Jimin was the first to ask. After that the others finally noticed as well.

"She said she was tired and wanted to catch a couple more hours of sleep." Yoongi explained but Jimin knew something was wrong.

He knew this was probably his fault. He called you a fat pig. He is almost he is the reason you were crying in your sleep. Now you aren't eating, he's convinced that all your suffering is his fault. Jimin grabbed a sandwich he ordered and took it upstairs to your room. No one questioned him leaving, they all knew the disease you both shared.

**At your door**

"Y/N!" Jimin knocked on your room door.

"Go away Park Jimin." You snapped opening the door. You saw Jimin holding a plate, with a sandwich on it.

"Eat, we have a concert tonight night." He spoke so factually like was trying not to seem like he cared.

"Like you give a damn about a STD riddled homeless crack whore like myself." You snapped once again angry.

"Come on it's not like that. I was just upset. I didn't mean it." Jimin spoke clearly regretful.

"No this fat pig needs sleep not your food." You repeated his harsh insults, and his face changed. He looked heartbroken. 

"I don't get you Jimin. You hated me, then your nice to me. Then you suddenly go back to being mean. And what now your trying to trick me again into this fake sense of safety and comfort. Just admit you hate me and leave!" You yelled at him breaking him in half.
He knew he hurt you but he knew he didn't hate you. For him he could never hate you in a million years. As for you all your emotions were running rapid. You could barely contain it all.

Your POV

I was about to shut the door when suddenly his lips touched mine. I don't know what happened but all my anger rushed through my body. I pushed him away forcefully. He stumbled away from me catching his balance.

"Don't touch me." I snapped before shutting the door in his face. I fell to the floor my back against the door. I put my head in my hands crying my heart out.

Why does everyone think it's okay to just kiss or touch me?

Time Skip** It was finally time to leave for the concert rehearsal. **

I took one step out my door and instantly regretted it. Standing by my door was none other than Yuta. Him and Winwin were always the worst for me. I saw him and tried to just walk by him. But he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. He thew me against the wall, clearly mad about something.
My heart beat faster, as if preparing me for a fight.

"So it is you." His voice was cold and angry. I didn't like where this was going.

"Not gonna say anything?" He mocked me his voice peircing my soul like a blade.

"What happened to the snarky choreographer I once knew?" He asked snaking his hand down my side.

"You look good for a lying bitch." He snapped finally. I looked away from him nervously.

"My cousin called me screaming about me molesting his dear friends sister." He grabbed my face forcing me to look him in the eye.

"Who?" Was all I could muster to say.

"Youngbae, Taeyang of BIGBANG." He shocked me. My eyes went wide, I had no idea.

"Yeah so you must remember lying right to my hyung and his friend." He said even angrier than before. He went and started to put his left hand up my shirt, touching right below my bra line.

I grabbed his arm, my courage finally returning. I twisted it away from me, while looking him in the eye.

"Bet he'd love to hear everything you've done. Wouldn't he be so proud of his baby cousin then?" I pushed him away. He let me walk away, which turned into a run once I noticed he was gone.

When I reached the elevator, Jaebum and Hobi were waiting for me. They looked at me confused but I said nothing about what happened. This was my problem to handle not their's.