My Gangster [BTS fanfic]

Chapter 25

"Mum, this isn't what it looks like." Ellie spoke very cautiously in front of Yujin who had her hands on her hips with one eyebrow raised, silently judging the sleeping boy on her daughter's bed. He hadn't stirred since the moment she had found him there and was unable to wake him up.

"Why is he wet?" Yana pointed out from the background.

Yujin shook her head before answering. "It was one of the many methods I tried to get this young man to leave this room and my house but it seems this was failure as well."

Hori stepped forward, probably going to say something that would not appeal much in this tense situation. "Mrs. Lee, the only thing that can wake him up are 6 other things and Ellie herself. That's it."

I face palmed myself. "Smooth."

Yujin turned to Ellie. "Before we do anything and jump to conclusions on what Hori said," she took a threatening step forward with that glare mother's give you that shrivels your bones. "Explain this to me. Now. On the spot."

Ellie smiled nervously. "Well you know, eh, he was supposed to come over. But I forgot. And um,"

"There was a project!" I jumped in.

"Yes!" Yana joined me in the lie. "We were all put in pairs and we were supposed to do it."

Hori snorted. "And can you believe it Mrs. Lee? I got paired up with this girl with a thousand zits and she doesn't even brush her hair, it looks like a nest where-"

"We don't need all of that." I pinched her. Ellie's mother stared at the four of us hard while we tried our best in keeping straight expressions and thankfully, it seemed that she bought it.

Yujin sighed, again returning her glare to Yoongi. "I get the project bit but I don't get why he couldn't use the front door, the only thing that's not locked in this house is your window Ellie and wake him up! I want to have a word with him when he's...." She trailed off noticing the dried drool on the corner of his mouth and frowning with disgust. "....clean."

She turned around and walked away, taking the storm of an atmosphere with her as she went. The only dread any of us would face now was what Yujin would say to Yoongi. I could just imagine him squirming under her scrutinizing gaze that judged him from head to toe.

As soon as the door closed, we exhaled heavily.

"Are you serious?" Yana pointed to the sleeping beauty. "He definitely has a thing for you, look at that!" I exclaimed.

Ellie rolled her eyes. "The only thing he has for me is trouble which I am now shoved into. To the deep end!" She stomped over to Yoongi and roughly shoved him off her bed. He didn't move. Not a muscle.

"Is he dead?" Hori asked, peering over my shoulder.

"There is a big chance he's dead, he looks so pale." I whispered back.

"He's not dead, that's how he usually behaves." Yana piped.

""Well, what are we waiting for? Ellie, go wake him up." Hori pushed her friend lightly to earn herself a glare and she backed off, arms coming up in surrender.

"Alright, someone get me my pepper spray, it's on the nightstand." Ellie commanded and my eyes caught a small green bottle near the bed. I grabbed it and handed it to her hesitantly. "Are you sure this is okay?"

"In this case, I don't give a shit." She snatched the pepper spray and without stopping for a moment to rethink the situation, sprayed it straight onto his eyes and the inside of his nose.