Them (BTS au)

Chapter 31

Hyun-jin's POV

It's been a week since Lilly went to the hospital.

I ring the doorbell to Yoongi's house. He answers the door with a smile. "Sup, Hyun-jin?"

"Hello, Yoongi." I say, my face hardened, my tone flat, serious, and full of intent.

"Hello? Why so formal?" He chuckles. He closes the door after I walk inside the house. I sit on the couch, coldly staring at him.

"Y'know, I haven't seen that bitch lately." He smiles. I press my tongue against my teeth as my mouth contorts. ""That bitch" is at home because she was badly beaten up."

He just laughs. Oh...ok.

I get up and slowly walk over to him, him looking at me in curiosity.

"I really didn't want to have to do this, but you left me no choice!" I yell as my hands grip my hair. "Wait, w-"

My boot connecting with his knee cuts him off.

"What the hell, Hyun-jin?!" He says, on bended knee, his face showing pure pain.

"You put her in the hospital...she'll be gone from school for weeks, because of you." I say, my voice barely above a whisper, my eyes glossy.

I kick his other knee, making him fall onto his knees and yelp in agony.

"How does it feel, Yoongi? To get your just desserts? To taste your own medicine?"

I kick him in his chest, making him clench it as he gasps for air.

"You know her eyes were swollen shut?"

I kick him in his side.

"Her ribs were fractured right there."

I kick him in his other side.

"And there, too."

I grip his shirt in my fist and pull him up, but not to his feet. "Her mouth was bloody," I connect blows to his mouth, blood trickling from it. "Like this."

"She was unconscious. You knocked her unconscious."

I throw him down on the floor and get on top of him, blow after blow targeting his face.

"Is this what you like, Yoongi?! Is this what you like doing to her?!"

After punching his face, I repeatedly slam his head into the floor.

"You should've listened to me when you had the chance! But no, you were too stubborn! Do you think I want to do this to you?!"

I lift his upper body forward, making his face eye-level with mine. "If she ever ends up in the hospital again because of you, you will end up in the grave."

I brusquely let him go, his body collapsing to the floor, and get off of him. I walk out the door, slamming it, get in my car, and drive away.