She heads straight into Jimin's room, since she can't sleep in her's, once she's in the house, thinking about taking a nap. She strips down to her bra and underwear, then slips under the covers, forgetting to lock the door.
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He slips in, the door creaking slightly. She turns over and groggily rubs her eyes, squinting at the light being turned on.She gasps and almost screams. Jungkook whispers, "Shh, it's just me. I came to give you your phone. I didn't know you were sleeping. Wait, you're not-"
She pulls the covers up to her chin and glares at him. He chuckles and whispers, "Don't worry, I won't look. Do you need something to wear?"
She nods and points to her dresser, it having been moved in before they started painting. Jungkook walks over and starts going through her dresser, picking out what he thought would look cute on her: a cute black belly shirt and some fishnet ripped skinny jeans (skinny jeans with fishnet lacing in the gaps).
He throws them to her and sits beside her on the bed. She looks at him. She says, her voice a little scratchy, "I-I can't dress with you in here."
"Sure you can. Just change under the covers." He smiles, leaning back on the bed. He pulls her phone out and throws it into the slight dip in her blanket, accidentally pulling it down some.
She hastily pulls up the blanket and glares at him. He smiles and looks at the ceiling. "Just playin' with you."
Just then, the door opens and Jimin walks in, Jungkook immediately standing up and stuttering, "I-It's not what it looks like. I was just g-giving her her phone back and I know I'm not supposed to be near her but I couldn't find you and the door was unlocked so I came in and I would really like it if you didn't-"
"I won't tell him." Jungkook sighs with relief- "On one condition." He draws in a breath again. "Tell Namjoon I stopped cutting. And tell him I got rid of the razors."
Jungkook nods reluctantly and looks at Rose. She's already dressed, using the time they talked to get dressed.
Jimin points to the door. "Out." Jungkook quickly leaves, closing the door behind him Jimin walks toward the bed, getting more tired by the second.
He climbs onto the bed, pulling her down beside her, not even bothering to get his paci off the bedside table. He instead sticks his thumb into his mouth, sucking softly and closing his eyes.
She looks over her shoulder at him, surprised to see his thumb in his mouth. She's distracted out of her thoughts by the door opening a crack.
Oh no, he remembered, she thinks as the familiar brown-headed boy walks in slowly. She quickly closes her eyes, hoping that he won't mess with her if he thinks she's asleep.
He smirks when he sees her close her eyes, knowing she's awake. He walks over to her and grabs her hair, not hard, just hard enough to let her know that he knows she's awake.
He whispers in her ear, "I'm not stupid. This is a perfect way to make me mad, babygirl. What do you say for practically lying to me?"
You whisper uncertainly, "I'm.. Sorry?"
He smiles and lifts her up out of the bed, Jimin's hand falling limply to the bed beside him.
She grabs at the front of his shirt, whimpering slightly, "Pl-Please don't hurt me..."
He sighs. "I'm not gonna hurt you. I just want someone in my bed."
He takes her into his room and throws her on the bed, climbing in beside her. He grabs her roughly around the waist, jerking her backside into his crotch, spooning her.
She whimpers a bit, trying to wiggle free, but he just clamps one hand around her mouth and another around her thigh.
"Stop. Moving. Don't give me a reason to hurt you. You know I'll do it."
She nods, terrified, and decides to just sleep and get this night over with as quickly as possible.
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FanfictionRose lost her family at only 10 years old. She's now 14. She was immigrated to Korea to be put into an orphanage. She hardly ever talks, so when she does, you're pretty special. What happens when she's adopted by a man who she isn't interested in g...