Captivation (A BTS OT7 FF)(21+)(FINISHED)(READ TRIGGER WARNING BEFORE READING)

Beauty is in the eyes of the Most Vain of Men

I woke up to the sound of someone rumbling through the things in our room, jolting me from my blissful but short slumber.

The girl's blonde hair swung from side to side catching my half-opened eyes while she dug through her belongings on the beige-carpeted floor. "Why are you up so early Izzy?!" I complained, clasping the pillow from beside me and inserting it over my ears.

"My wallet's missing! I know I had it last night when we started drinking but it wasn't in my pajama pants!" She scrambled, running up to my bed and falling to her knees to check underneath.

"It's probaly with Avery since you practically couldn't stay off of him last night," I said, cringing at the memory of Izzy saying he was the only guy she ever wanted to fuck.

Still placed on the floor, she felt around behind her and seized the hotel phone from the nightstand. Calling the front desk, a familiar deep voice picked up the phone causing the poor girl to jump from her spot on the floor and greet our friend once he picked up the phone.

"You should take better care of your stuff," He chuckled into the receiver, causing the girl's face to drain of color.

"I know I'm sorry, but please tell me you have it. PLEASE!" She pleaded with Avery, putting him on speakerphone while she paced the small space between our beds.

"I put it in the cabinet with the juice upstairs in the restaurant. You should probably hurry though since breakfast is almost over." He snickered again, hanging up the phone before she could appreciate his response.

She stared off into space before her eyes drifted to the clock beside the phone causing her scream, startling out my half-awakened state.

"It's 10:03! RORI GET UP! She yelled around the room, scrambling to find her blue jeans and putting them on over her pajama shorts.

"Can we skip breakfast just this once? I'm so tired." I grunted, pulling the pillow from over my face and half sitting up to look at her.

"Please, come on Ror! I need to get my wallet plus the only thing that's going to make you feel better after a night of drinking is some amazing fruit. So get your ass up!!!" She exclaimed, running over to the bed and hopping on me. "GET UPPPP!" She tasseled me from side to side while I hollered in amusement.

"Fine......let me put on my clothes," I cried, letting out a burst of haughty laughter as I climbed out of bed, searching for clothes.

We strolled out the door, starting our descent down the corridor and heading towards the elevator bank when she stopped and stared deep into space. "What's wrong" I cooed, grasping her arm and yanking her further down the corridor. "Having second thoughts about the food?" I giggled when abruptly she started to pull away.

"I hope they aren't upstairs," she gravely spoke, causing my mind to shut down and nervousness to set in my bones. I turned back to her, looking her in the eyes before they drifted down to the hand I subconsciously held to my chest. "Do you think you are going to be able to work?" She asked, placing her hand over the injury as I noded my head.

"I've done worse to myself. It honestly looks worse than it is." I lied, forcing a smile on my face as she rubbed the now black and purple limb.

"We'll get some ice upstairs for the swelling. That will lessen the discoloration." She informed me, showing me the same smile and continuing to rub my hand. "Come on, let's go eat." She quickly perked up before she started a fast-paced walk down the hall.

"It's official. She's crazy." I laughed to myself, following her movements down the dimmed hallway and getting on the elevator that she was holding open.