The Eighth Member • A BTS Fanfic (Jimin x Reader/oc)

Chapter 14

"And why would you do that?"
"Jimin," I turned around to face the man. His shirt was drenched, and I could see his chest.
"Pabo, whoever hurts me takes the blame, not you," Jimin wrapped me into a hug, and even in his sweating form, I felt comfortable.
"I don't wanna see you get hurt. I hope that it was just an empty threat," I looked up at him while sniffling. His eyes showed sadness while his face was happy.
"Relax, I get threats like this all the time, and nothing happens at the concerts anyway," he responded (in Korean).
"Yeah, you say that now but what if one day, someone decides to do it? What would I do if I see my Jimin lying in a pool of his own blood, dead?" I suddenly realized what I said. I also forgot we were in a room full of people, and everyone heard me. Gee had a hand over her mouth and Taehyung and Jungkook were staring at me with wide mouths. Namjoon and Hoseok were frozen. Everyone had stopped to stare at us, specifically, me.

I started moving backwards, slowly, and then I ran out of the room. I locked myself in the restroom. As expected, no one came after me for awhile. Gee came in to tell me we were leaving. And on that car ride, I sat next to her because I couldn't even face any of them.
"You do realize what she said applies to all of you, right?" Gee piped up.
"Pardon?" Jungkook asked from the very back.
"What she said about Jimin's threats. She speaks for every fan when she said that she didn't wanna see Jimin get hurt. The truth is, I don't wanna see anyone get hurt, whether it's BTS or EXO or the fans. And if we are speaking as fans, yes, you guys are ours, in a way," I give her a tight hug.
"How do you know what to say at the right time?" I whispered.
"Shhhh, it's an instinct, I don't wanna see you suffer in silence," Gee answered.

Namjoon translated what she said for the others, for clarification.
And then I felt them giving me a pat on my back as we reached closer to our new home.
When I checked the time on my phone, I saw it was 1 am, but I felt fine since the jet lag was throwing me off loop. I was a little tired, though.
We got into the empty house, all 9 of us, and the manager left.
"Ok, rooming plans change because we have Gee amongst us now, so everyone chill," Namjoon took charge as the members scattered everywhere. They layout of the house was different, except all the bedrooms were upstairs like before.
"Ok, so manager lied, there are 6 bedrooms in this place," RM said in Korean.
"What did he say?" Gee asked me.
"I don't know. Hey, RM, what's up?!" I asked.
"There are six bedrooms," he replied.
"Okay real quick we pair up, Tae and Jungkook, J-hope and Jimin, Min-Ji and Gee, and Me, Jin, and Suga get the last few rooms," he said in Korean.
"Again, what did he say?"
"He say me, Jin hyung, and him get own room," Suga translated.
"Ooh, sweet let's go," Gee started pulling me.
"Ya! No way! I want my own room!" Jungkook whined. (In Korean)
"This isn't fair, why can't you just let me keep my own room, Namjoon?" J-hope asked.
"What's happening? It sounds like they're fighting," Gee said.
"They are," Suga wrapped himself in a blanket and was trying to sleep on the couch.

"Well, that means we can get some shuteye, come on Min-Ji," Gee pulled me on the couch next to Yoongi. And all three of us were in each other's warmth as we tried to sleep. And that was probably the best sleep I've gotten, because I was snuggled next to the MIN YOONGI, and he actually let me cuddle him....in a friendly way because we were platonic FRIENDS.

"Min-Ji!" I heard Gee calling me but I refused to open my eyes. I felt a soft object next to me and I wrapped my arms around it. My eyes were closed, and I felt warmth radiating from it so I just held it close for about 15 minutes.
"He's going to kill us when he sees this," I heard a voice laughing.
"Don't forget about her, she's probably going to fangirl when she sees this," I heard another voice. Both weren't in English.

TIMESKIP~~~~~

I finally opened my eyes slowly and I met eyes with someone else.
"Oh, hi Yoongi. Good morning,"  smiled, half asleep. I suddenly realized that my arms were wrapped around him, and he couldn't get up because of our position.
"What are you doing?" he asked in Korean.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't know, I swear I was completely asleep!" I exclaimed and jumped up. There was no one else in the room except us (luckily!)
"Well, you're lucky I'm nice, it's no big deal. We were both tired," I smiled and nod.
"What's the time?" I asked, back to reality.
"I don't know...8:03?" I freaked out.
"8:03?! I'm two hours late!!!" I ran out of the room and upstairs.
"Which one is mine?!" I asked to no one in particular. I opened the last one because of an instinct and I saw my luggage. I quickly got to work and changed, throwing my clothes all over the place. When I finally stripped down to just my bra and panties, I heard a cough. I turned around and saw Jimin, standing in front of the door, with nothing but a towel covering his body. I screamed, and quickly got into a shirt and shorts.
"I'msosorry!!!!!!" I apologized and sprinted out of the room, slammed the door and put my phone on a charger.
After a while, I knocked on the door and Jimin opened it.

"I like your new look,"