Kidoh is so enthralled in his current activity that he doesn't pay attention to the door opening. Yoongi storms to where you are and clears his throat. "Kidoh, what the fuck do you think you're doing" He drawls coolly. Kidoh turns his head towards Yoongi and retorts ass-hole-ishly "Just playing around, Yoongi, having some fun," Kidoh then turns to you and continues: "Right sweetcheeks?" You once again turn an outraged shade of red "no, we are not having any fun" you say weakly, frowning. Kidoh lets go of your wrists and you crumple to the ground. "Fucking asshole." a voice growls angrily.
Next to you, you see Lisa's discarded sweater. You lean over and snatch it from the ground, hugging it to your chest. You hear grunts and curses and knuckles cracking but you don't look up, concentrating on your breathing. "Just get the fuck out Kidoh. And leave Y/N alone, or ill break something else than your nose." Yoongi calls.
You hear feet shuffling and what sounds like a growl, then the door opening and closing. Footsteps approach you and dirty white Adidas sneakers move in your line of vision. Yoongi kneels down in front of you. Blood is smeared under his nose, his two bottom shirt buttons are ripped and a bruise is forming on his left cheek. "You okay?" he whispers.
His presence sets you off. You can feel his breath on your face and his knees shake slightly as he tries to balance. "Y/N, are you okay?" He asks again, louder this time. His voice brings your gaze from his knees to his eyes and you nod despite the fact that you are sitting on a filthy bathroom floor, trembling and clutching a cardigan as your life depends on it.
A/N- i just felt like i needed to update, sorry for the awkward ending
jhope you enjoyed
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