Dynasty {BTSxReader}

Chapter 11: Bones

"To thrive in life you need three bones. A wishbone. A backbone and a funny bone."

                                                                                                          -Reba McEntire

You ran a hand through your h/l, h/c hair, a tired sigh escaping your lips as you stared at yourself in the clear mirror that was before you.

You had changed out of your robes from earlier into something more...liberating.

You now wore baggy, black trousers that Hoseok had lent you, they were entirely too big for you, but you managed to fix that small error by wrapping a long piece of material around your waist, keeping it secure.

Your top half was covered by a thin, white shirt that wrapped around your waist, tying in the front. You were definitely relieved that Hoseok had thought to lend you these clothes, as you certainly would not be able to train with heavy robes weighing you down.

You smiled to yourself, humming a quiet tune as you pulled your hair back from your face.

Today had been an amazing day.

You rarely ever had days like this...Days when everything seemed to go just right..

First, you woke up to find that Grace also existed in this realm, and from what you could tell, she liked you...Then you met Taehyung, who was not at all like his stupid brother, you got to play in the water with Jin and laugh like you haven't laughed in a long time...And if that wasn't enough, you finally got to meet the Namjoon of this world, who was especially understanding and nice.

And now you were about to go and meet Hoseok so he could begin to teach you more...

The perfect end to a perfect day.

A sudden knock on your door interrupted your train of thought, smile widening as you approached the sliding entrance.

It was probably just Hoseok coming to see if you were ready for your lesson.

The two of you had agreed that you were to learn combat in secret. Hoseok didn't want anyone to know of his past, and he surely didn't want anyone to find out that he was now tutoring a woman on the art of battle. You respected his wishes, you didn't exactly want everyone in your business either... So both of you decided to only practice under the cover of night...keeping yourselves hidden from the rest of the world.

Your smile never left your lips as you slid the door open.

"Alright, I'm ready H-"

"Oracle."

Your heart jumped in fright at the deep voice that filled your ears, blue eyes slowly scanning over the man in front of you as you swallowed hard.

Jungkook glared down at your form, his arms crossed over his chest as his nostrils flared in anger.

Uh oh.

"Y/n...Actually." You corrected him, smile falling into a stern look at you returned his glare.

He quirked an eyebrow before pushing past you and walking into your room, not even sparing you a second glance.

Your eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.

"What are you doing?" You snapped. "Get out."

He only raised an eyebrow at that, his arms uncrossing as he suddenly gripped your wrist harshly, forcing your body closer to his.

"You dare to give me orders?" He growled angrily. "After the way you behaved?"

You rolled your eyes, pulling your wrist away from his grip and taking a step backwards.