LifeLine// BTS mafia AU (Completed)

6:Buzz Kill

I wake up on the couch, limbs tangled with Hoseok's and I look around sleepily and notice all of us fell asleep on the couch. I whine quietly and lay my head back on Hoseok's chest and I feel his hand pat my head and his grip on my waist tightens. "Go back to sleep it's only four am." I whine quietly again and Hoseok sighs and pulls me up on top of him and kisses for forehead. "Sleep." He whispers and starts to play with my hair, lulling me back to sleep.

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Hoseok and I end up being the last ones to wake up and when I stumble into the kitchen my meds and coffee are shoved in my hands and I'm given a small shove to the table. I sit down and take my meds then slam my head on the table with a whine. "What's the matter kid?" Yoongi asks tiredly from somewhere to my right. I just whine again and Hoseok comes in the kitchen and kisses the back of my head before sitting next to me and moving my head to rest on his arm.

"What's up with her" Yoongi points his question at Hoseok this time.

"I think she's just tired and stressed."

"Well maybe you should fix that. Hint hint, nudge nudge." I hear Kayla say somewhere to my left and I grab one of the spoons on the table and with my eyes closed I launch it to my left and hear it hit skin and then hear Kayla whine. "Heyyyy!"

"Fuck off."

"Oh yeah shes definitely in a mood."

I just flip Kayla off and snuggle into Hoseok's arm. "Baby what's the matter with you?" Hoseok whispers.

I just shake my head and sip at my coffee. After I finish my coffee I go upstairs and lay all my knives out and disassemble my handgun, so I can clean them.

"Babe it's been like two hours, what are you doing."

"Cleaning and sharpening."

"Ok, Namjoon said to bring another outfit with you in case your father ends up not wanting to speak with you and we have to go with the original plan."

"So plan A is the new plan and Plan B is the original plan."

He hums. "Yup." I go back to sharpening the knife I have in my hand and Hoseok comes over and takes the knife from me, setting it down and then he turns my chair around to face him. "So you wanna tell me what's wrong and don't say it's your father, I know you have no problem with ending his life so talk to me."

I shrug "I don't know." I mumble; lying.

"Baby you can't lie to me, I've known you too long for that." I just shrug and Hoseok sigh and gets up. I watch him lock my door and soundproof my room. He comes back over to me, bracing his hands on my desk behind me "Is this what you wanted?" He whispers, centimeters from my lips. I nod, tugging my bottom lip between my teeth.

He hums and kisses the corner of my lips teasingly. "I can help but, I can't fuck you right now, I cant have you not able to walk tonight."

I whine and he nips at my bottom lip harshly "No whining princess, I'm offering my help. So either take it or I can leave this room right now and I won't touch you at all for the rest of the week."

I pout and he starts to pull himself away from me but I grab the front of his shirt and slam my lips to his. He grunts in surprise but kisses back. He pulls back and I chase his lips making him chuckle. He sits on the edge of my bed. "Come here."

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I bounce down the stairs in a visibly better mood. "I see someone finally got their shit dealt with." Kayla slyly remarks from the couch.