Your Past is My Future ✓

➻Twenty-three

"Abby, I-" Jin began.

Taehyung immediately shifted to use his body as a block between Jin and I, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me closer to his side.

For once, I didn't complain.

"Jin hyung, leave it tonight," Namjoon sighed. "She's been through a lot."

Bryon had eventually backed off from Bangtan as they all stood immobile in front of him. After swearing with great length and volume topped with a glob of spit from his mouth aimed at the members' shoes, he left.

"What happened to your hand?" Yoongi gingerly picked up my wrist. "Did that punk hurt you cause if he did I'll beat his ass. Kpop idol or not."

This must've been the first time Yoongi had ever touched me.

"No, I hurt it on accident," I said softly, avoiding Jin's gaze.

I'd been foolish. I'd believed just because of one kiss, it meant Jin and I had something.

But no more.

I would not fall for him again.

"We'll clean it when we get into the hotel," Yoongi said, gently letting my hand fall back before releasing it.

"Abby is sleeping with me tonight," Taehyung announced firmly.

"But-" Jin was trying to talk again.

"Good idea Taehyung," Hoseok interrupted. "Jimin, Jungkook, you're fine sleeping with Jin right?"

The two nodded.

All the members had uncharacteristically menacing expressions and not a spark of their usual humor or light heartedness existed within the group. The only one who wasn't menacing was Jin was he grudgingly finally fell silent, looking very worried.

"I won't make a move on you," Taehyung promised me, "unlike someone else did. Unless you say otherwise."

I glanced at Jin out of the corner of my eyes. He gazed at the ground as we entered the lights of the main of the city, dejected.

A small spark of pity lit in my stomach.

I ruthlessly crushed it.

We neared the hotel finally.

"Most of the staff will be asleep," Namjoon decided. "They won't suspect a thing."

Everyone entered the lobby. The person behind the grand desk of the lobby looked up, puzzled at the group of men and me, before shrugging and going back to whatever he was doing.

We all cramped in the elevator and I held my breath as the metal box's doors closed, sealing us in. With a groan, the elevator rose for a few, long seconds before a long ding sounded.

The group piled out and I caught a few members glancing back and forth warily before we all half jogged, half walked down the hallway. Taehyung lead me away from the other members and ushered me into his hotel room.

"Abby."

I jumped as I realized Jin had followed Taehyung and I.

Taehyung slammed the door in Jin's face.

"There's spare towels in the bathroom for a shower," Taehyung said and grabbed a few articles of clothing from his luggage. "I don't have any female clothes, but just wear these for the time being."

"Thank you Taehyung," I whispered and headed into the shower.

I scrubbed the crusted blood on my knuckles off once I'd undressed and hopped in. A nasty looking gash appeared beneath the blood and grime. I swallowed back tears as they threatened to make another unwelcomed appearance.