BTS X Reader One-Shots

Jimin

You let out a silent gasp as you were slammed against the wall, the lockers digging on to your back. A laugh echoed through the empty hallways as a kick was thrown to your stomach. Tears fell as you covered your face. "Why won't you speak you useless Mute?" Your bully asked you with a cruel chuckle. You struggled to sit up, the pain on your stomach becoming unbearable. You couldn't cry out. You couldn't make any noise actually. A flaw of being mute since you were small. No one would come to your rescue. People always rushed home after school. With a final kick to your stomach, your bully leaves you. You wiped your tears away and pick up your scattered items that were all over the halls. Even if you wanted to whimper out in pain, no noise came out. "(Y/n)?" You look up in suprise as you find a familiar face running towards you. Jungkookie? You sign out with a timid smile. He nods and helps you stand up, his arms around your waist. "What happened?! Who did this to you?" You shake your head. Its nothing Kookie. Don't worry about it. The young male sighs in defeat and nods. "I'm taking you to my dorm though. Hyung will be able to help fix you up!" You give a small nod as Jungkook takes away your bag and gently guides you towards the exit. Thank you Jungkook. He grins. "We're friends. I'll be there for you when I can." You give a small nod.
    
          You and Jungkook met when you had transferred to his class. When you didn't introduce yourself, you were instantly bullied. Jungkook was there, pushing back all insults thrown at you with his own kind words. He'd be by your side to make sure you wouldn't be bullied. Yet being an Idol stopped him from being by your side at all times. You didn't mind though and you made sure he'd know. You'd make sure the younger ate enough for him to have energy throughout the remaining of the day. When he suggested you meet the rest of his teammates, you rejected the offer. You were afraid they wouldn't like you. He told you otherwise. He told you about his friends. Jimin had caught your attention. Him being a clumsy fool. Even though he'd get hate, he'd still move foward with a smile.

       Jungkook. How are we going to your home? You sign out with a sheepish smile as his arm stays in your waist to keep you up. You wince in pain as you shift from foot to foot. "Namjoon-hyung is picking us up." He simply says with a smile as he settles you down on the ground. A silent gasp escapes your lips as your body aches in pain. Tears swell up as you clutch Jungkook's arm. "Should we go to a hospital instead?" You shake your head. No hospitals. The male nods, a sigh escaping his lips as he takes out his iced water and gently presses it against you waist. You wince at the cold touch. Thank you for everything Jungkook. You sign with a smile. He smiles back. "No problem (N/n)" He looks up as a Van parks in front of you both. The window rolls open to reveal a white haired male. "Hyung! Can you help me? She needs help!" Jungkook wraps his arms around your waist and you silently cry out. Tears fell as his hands brushed against a certain wound your bullies made yesterday. Namjoon is soon by your side, instantly picking you up despite your silent protests. You're gently placed in the passenger seat and you're buckled up. "Bear the pain for a bit (Y/n). Its a 15 minute drive." You give a nod as Jungkook wipes your tears away. "Hyung, this is (Y/n). A friend of mine I've made. She's mute." Namjoon gives you a smile. "I'm Kim Namjoon nice to meet you Miss (Y/n). Assuming you're in Jungkookie's grade, I'm your Oppa." You give a smile. Wrong. I'm a year above. Just placed in Jungkook's class in hopes to stop the bullying I've recieved. Namjoon looks at you in confusion. You silently sigh. "She's a year older than me. Age and Grade. She was placed in my class due to hopes in stopping the bullying sbe recieved." Jungkook translates for you. You give him a small smile. "There's nothing wrong about being mute (Y/n). Don't be afraid of that when you're with us. You'll be accepted." Namjoon tells you with a grin. "Yoongi-Hyung especially. She won't bother him during his naps." You let out a silent giggle, you body shaking with the muted laughter. "Jin will help clean your wounds. He's no doctor but he's good." Namjoon tells you. You nod, a smile on your lips as they park in front of what you assumed was their dorm. You unbuckle yourself and wince as you're lifted up once again. Jungkook opens the door and instantly starts yelling out for Jin, earning a pillow to his face. "Yoongi, sit up. Jin's gonna need some space." Namjoon is instantly glared at, until he sees you in the rapper's arms. "I assume she's (Y/n)." You give out a nod as you are settled in the sofa. You wince in pain as you unbutton your shirt. Jin is instantly in front of you, a first aid kit in his arms. His hands slide off your shirt as you wince as his hands run through your bruises. Tears swell up as he takes out gauzes and begins to disinfect your cuts. Blood begins to pour down again as you silently scream, your hand pressing against Jungkook's as you sob onto his shirt. "I'm sorry, but they need to be disinfected or they'll get worse." You give a silent nod as the rest of the males run in to the living room. "Is she okay?" You look up to find Taehyung's nervous face near Jungkook's neck, his own tears threatening to fall as he witnessed your wounds. Jin gives a nod. "Jimin. She's around your size. Is it fine if she borrows your clothes? I refuse to let her leave in her state. For all we know, she could get hurt and no one would know." Hoseok's arm falls on to your shoulder as he hands you a tissue. As Jin bandages your waist, his eyes land on your stockings. "You're hiding more, aren't you?" You look away. They're old. Past abuse I handled with a drunkard of a father. Jungkook translates everything. You watch as anger takes over his soft looks. You give a small smile. Don't worry. He was arrested. I'm living alone. Jungkoom frowns. "Hyung, is the guest room still empty?" Jin and Namjoon nods. "Can she live with us? She can't stay alone in an empty house." You shake your head as Jin agrees. "He's right. So many things can happen! You can move with us. I'm sure PD Nim won't mind. For now, you go change. We'll fix the guest room." Jimin helps you up, a spare change of clothes in his arms. "I'll show you the restroom." You give a small smile as you take out your journal. Thank you. Was written inside. You show it to the pinkette and give a tensed bow. You change to black basketball shorts that hung loosely around your hips and a white tank top that was slightly big on you. Jin helps pick up your hair in a messy ponytail and hands you a hoodie. "PD Nim wishes to meet you really quick. He'd like to ask you a couple of questions." You give a small nod, a frown across your lips. Jin gives you a smile. "Don't worry (Y/n)! He allows it. He'd just like to know why you were abused and if we should press a report against your father. He seemed to agree with us though. You'll be fine." Jungkook gently wraps his arm around your shoulder and guides you towards the couch. "I'll have to carry you. Jin says that too much movement will cause the cuts to open." You give a sigh of defeat and nod. His arm goes to the bottom of your knees, and in an instant movement, you're in his arms bridal style. You watch as you're placed in the passenger seat and the rest pile on to the back. Jin settles in the driver's seat and buckles himself in. He gives you a smile.
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      You sit in between the seven males as you wait for PD Nim to arrive. Jungkook's hand was on yours, giving it a gentle squeeze in hopes to calm your nerves down. Jimin sits on your side, his hand holding your free hand. The door opens and a man walks in. You tense up at the sight. He gives you a smile. "Hello. I'm Bang Si Hyuk. I heard from My boys on whats going on. You're allowed to stay with them, but I'd like to know. What caused you to be mute?" You look down as you lower down your choker. Right where the choker was at, was a faded line across your neck. Father didn't want me. He blamed me for Mother's death. We had been caught by Rogues, they had murdered my mother and my throat was slit. They thought it would kill me. In hopes to keep it a secret, I was told I was born this way. Father cussed at me, breaking my legs once. He yelled at me and accidentally told me why I was actually mute. He'd hurt me everyday. Not sexually, but abuse abuse. He hoped I would kill myself. At school, the same thing happened. I'd be bullied physically and mentally. I met Jungkook when I was transferred to his class. Bang Si Hyuk frowns as he gently pats your head. "I'll have to work on some things since you'll live with them. ARMYs will hate, but do not listen to them. Just remember that the Seven already care for you. I'm sure ARMY will grow to like you. Do you by any chance write any lyrics or good with creating music?" You give a smile and nod. I can make songs if I'm in the mood. I've helped a friend of mine make a song. Bang Si Hyuk smiles. "Alright. If you're able to, would you mind helping the boys?" You grin and give a thumbs up. I'll do my best! You give a salute, a silent laugh escaping your lips.
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      You sat next to an exhausted Jimin, handing him your water bottle as he layed on your lap. It was currently midnight and Jimin was the only one who was still practicing his dance routine. You had decided to stay with him, make sure he wouldn't overwork himself. He was currently taking a break on your lap, his arms covering his face. You poke his arm and he looks at you. You're doing great Jiminie. You shouldn't exhaust yourself that much. You sign out with a frown. Jimin smiles at you. "I know, but our concert is in a few weeks. It needs to be perfect." You shake your head. Your health is more important. The pinketter ruffles your hair and pulls your face close to his. Your face flushes as he presses a kiss against your nose. "I heard that you've been going to the doctors with Jungkook. When will you tell us what's up?" You grin and shake your head. I want all of us together for you all to know. It's something huge. Jimin instantly sits up and looks at you in shock. "You're not pregnant, are you?!" You let out a silent giggle and shake your head. I'm not. Don't worry. I'll wait until I'm older. I'm barely 20 years old. Too young. Plus, we only did it once. Jimin's face flushes as you pinch his cheek. "I love you, ya know?" You smile and nod. It's been Two years since I met you all. So much has changed, especially our relationship. Jimin gives a small nod and he stands up and helps you up. "Lets head home. I'm sure the rest are up waiting for us." He says, pecking your lips. You give a smile and nod. Lets go!

You sit in front of the six, Jungkook next to you. You let out a smile and point at Jungkook. "Lately, (Y/n)'s been going to the doctor and we finally managed to do it!" The six look at you two in confusion. You smile and throw yourself at Eomma Jin. "T-Than...k y-you for c-caring....for me s-so much!" You manage to say with a grin. Jin gasps, standing up and twirling you in the air. "You can talk!" You giggle and nod. "Not that much, but its a proccess. She actually wants to tell Jimin something." As Jin places you back on the ground, you walk up to Jimin and grab his hands. "I love...you." You say with a smile. Jimin's face brightens as he pulls you in to a passionate kiss. "I love you too!" He cries out in happiness. You smile as you're pulled in to a group hug. "Take your time (N/n), don't stress yourself." Namjoon says with a smile. You nod as Taehyung squeezes you tightly in a hug. You let out a strained squeal and laugh as Hoseok pulls you away. You feel Yoongi ruffle your hair. "Congrats Kiddo." You smile brightly. "Thank you...for taking care of...me. I love you..all!" You say with a smile.