"You hurt me." -BTS Fanfiction/FF-

Promise to protect me?(Ch. 1)

Quick Terms:

Y/N=Your name

Maknae= Youngest Member (Jungkook)

Daebak= Awesome/Amazing

Aegyo= Being cute/innocent

Oppa= Big Brother/ or a form of 'senpai' for K-Pop Fans

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Chapter 1.

Y/N POV.

I smiled softly as I walked to the normal hangout place, seeing Jin, running to him and hugging him. "Oppa!" Jin smiled and hugged me back, putting me down, his eyes shining with amusement. The guys got up when they saw me, one by one greeting me. Jimin sat down by me like he always did. "Where's the Maknae?" Jin asked, looking around for Jungkook. I shrugged a bit as Jimin pretended to snore on my shoulder.

I laughed a bit too loudly as Jin and the members turned to me and Jimin as he started laughing as well. "Jimin you made them look at us!" Jimin's laugh got louder as he slapped his thigh, seeming to enjoy himself. "They can't understand our humour Y/N." I giggled a bit at him, getting up now. "Where is Jungkook actually?" Yoongi pushed himself into the conversation. "I think he had to help his mom."

I sat back down by Jimin as I felt him secretly wrap his arm around me, my face feeling a bit heated. Jin sat down by me and removed Jimin's hand, giving him a soft glare as he forced a laugh at a joke the others made, as Jimin did the same. I could feel the tension between them. "Oppa, are you okay?" I asked Jin, smiling gently.

Jin nodded, sighing. "Don't let him touch you, he's a fucking asshole if you get to know him." He whispered the last part to me but I could tell Jimin could hear it. He stiffened and got up, faking a smile. He pretended to take a call, pretending to need to go. "I need to leave, bye!" He left quickly, leaving me slightly disappointed. "You didn't have to say such mean words Oppa!" I whisper-yelled at him. 'What a bitchy mood today...'

Jin's POV.

'Well fuck you too Y/N, I'm just trying to get you to not be hurt.' I grumbled the last part on accident, and of course, she and the rest of the group heard. The group chuckled a bit as they started whispering between them, and I got up, filled with anger at how shameless they were. I walked into the middle of them, a stiff smile on my face. "What's so funny to talk about?"

The group seemed scared now, backing away. "Jin we wer-" I grabbed Namjoon's collar before he could talk, throwing him down. "Don't laugh at me trying to protect my little sister." I ruffled my hair, trying to fix my temper that had gotten worse now thanks to them. They nodded, laughing nervously. I saw Y/N walk past when I went to go sit by her, helping the group members up, getting really...close to Yoongi for a few seconds.

"It's time to go home guys. See you next time." I told Y/N to go ahead but Yoongi to stay. I walked up to him and grabbed his collar. "You better not be here next time touching my sister and getting so close. She's not a toy." I threw him into the fountain we were at, seeing blood coming from his wounds from the hit, ignoring it. "All of you are playboys, I don't know why I bring her around you perverts."

Yoongi hit me when he got up, making me bleed as well, his eyes narrowed. "Well if you don't want to bring her around us then go lock her in her room like you used to do and see where that gets you!" I slammed down into the fountain several times, cursing at him. "Get the fuck out and don't ever come back again!" I left after cleaning myself off, running to meet up with Y/N.

I know I overreacted. So what? I don't want her heart to be broken, I don't trust Yoongi or Jimin...not after what Jimin did before. I smiled at Y/N, pretending like nothing happened as I heard running behind us. Yoongi passed us and grabbed J-hope's shoulder, turning him around, forcing everyone to stop. "J-j-hope can you help me?..." J-hope looked so concerned.

He shouldn't, the playboy deserved this. "Yoongi get out of here and go to a hospital, it's not able to be helped by someone like us." Yoongi glared at me, I saw Y/N grab him, I saw them. Too close. I grabbed Yoongi and started beating him more than I did last time, my emotions too strong to control. "You become a playboy and act like you can get so close and now you steal a kiss?! You fucking lunatic!"

Y/N stood there, crying a bit. "M-my first kiss and y-you stole it, I wanted Jimin to steal it! I hate you Yoongi!" I realized he passed out, sighing as I calmed down. "Little fucker." The group was comforting Y/N as Jungkook ran to us, sweating. "I'm sorry, I know I'm late!" I looked at him, sighing again. "Jungkook, promise to Y/N that you can protect her when I can't."

"Promise to protect me?"