(Y/N) POV
For the first time since your grandmother had passed, you feel happy.
The horse, Snowy, was galloping fast, forcing your hair to whip back. You let out a joyful laugh. Who knew riding horses would be this fun?!
Because of the saddle being small, there was no spare space. Namjoon's hard chest was pressed against your back. Your legs were touching and jostled every time Snowy landed her hooves.
You ignore what was happening and tried to think of this new realm. But... Your mind goes back to your old world.
~~~Flashback~~~
You shift and lose balance. Namjoon catches you and presses you to the wall with seemingly all of his might.
One hand and knee held you to the wall while the other hand was on your lower back. Your skin heated up where he touched.
There was absoultly no space between you two. You could feel his breath on your lips. You look up to meet his dark brown eyes. Your heart skipped a beat. You losen your tight grip on his back as you cleared your throat.
~~~Reality~~~
Namjoon commands Snowy to slow down to a walk as you enter a bustling town. Vendors were yelling their goods and consumers were fighting over who would get the last bread and other items.
Children laughed and ran around. You look closer at the clothes. They were alot different from yours. Most women wore dresses. You could only find a few who had a similar style to Namjoon.
The town people look at you with curiosity. One of the main reasons you thought it could be was you still have an apron on.
Your face flushes with emmbarssement from all of the attention. Snowy turns when Namjoon shifts the reins to the right.
Snowy stops at a post for horses. Namjoon slides off with a grunt. "Do you know how to get off?" He asks with a smile.
You look around on all sides of you. "I might. I never rode a horse before." You look back at him, returning with a half smile.
"Don't worry." Namjoon directs you and you manage to get off with out hurting anything.
You look up at the sign: The Speaking Tavern. You lift an eyebrow. Their meeting place is a bar?
From the outside it looks clean, peaceful and warm. Timber and stone pillars make up most of the building's outer structure.
It's difficult to see through the darkened windows, but the music and songs from within can be felt outside.
Namjoon opens the door. "So, you think riding a horse is fun?" You shrug and enter.
As you enter the tavern through the thick, metal door, you're welcomed by clapping hands and amazing, but unknown scents.
The bartender is swamped in work, but still manages to welcome you with a smile.
"Yeah, no bad experinces so far." You sniff the air, trying to identify the scents. Alcohol... Light hint of ciggerates... cotton candy? "Does it smell like cotton candy to you?" You follow the kind man to a corner.
As you arrive at the table, you see six other guys sitting with drinks in clear glasses. They all look your way. When they see you they all sit up straighter and put on greeting faces.
The closest man you were standing next to had black hair with lilac streaks. You nod a hello and he puts out a hand while standing up.
"Hi, I'm Jung Hoseok. I see you have met Namjoon. These are Yoongi, Jimin, Jungkook, Taehyung, and Jin." He goes to his left when saying the other names.
You shake his hand with a smile. The rest of the guys stand up when their names are called. After shaking everybody's hands Namjoon chuckles and puts a light hand on your shoulder.
"Guys, this is Kim (y/n). She is from the Magic-non Realm. So, she is going to have lots of questions." Namjoon chuckles.
The whole group, and you, join in with laughing. A random waiter pulls up another chair, making it possible that both you and Namjoon to sit.
You sit by Hoseok and Namjoon sits by Jin.
"Yo, two more whiskeys on ice over here please." Shouts the one named Jungkook over to a bartender.
You examine the group. Yoongi... Cute gummy smile... Jimin... Cresent eyes and orange streaks in hair... Jungkook... Looks like a bunny... Taehyung... Box-like smile... Jin... Broad shoulders. They all have dark brown or black hair and very pleasing to the eye.
Yoongi stares at you intently. Your (e/c) eyes widen. Did I look at them weirdly? "You're hurt." He suddenly says with slightly pouted lips. You blink once.
You forgot about the bruises. You didn't expected anybody to see it in the dim lights. You shift in the wooden chair uncomfortably as all seven pairs of eyes land on you.
You didn't know where to look, so, you turned your head to look around the room.
Yoongi gasps and quickly rose from his chair. You whip your head back at the table with a flinch. Yoongi stops suddenly.
"Shit." Yoongi straightens his posture and walks over to at a slowish pace. Slow enough to be calming but fast enough to be considered not stalking a prey(like Chang did).
You idiot! He is not Chang! You look down at your hands. "Who did this? Why?" You look back up at him, your depression returning.
"My abusive boyfriend, Chang." You mumble to the ground.
A/n: Thank you for reading.
Sorry if there are any errors.
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