An Idol's Sister | BTS

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I couldn't tell whether Yugyeom was sleepy, mad, or just had a blank expression on his face due to the mask he was wearing.

I sniffled a lot because of the cold which also made me wear my mask even if the place was very quiet and empty.

"Surely you didn't tell me to meet me here just for my visuals, right?"

I laughed. "I can't even see them since you're wearing a mask."

"Oh, do you do admit that I have visuals." Yugyeom said. I could tell he was smiling since his eyes were smaller than before.

"I would have to say no comment for that one." I said.

He removed his mask then glared at me. "Noona is being rude to me."

"None of your hyungs are going to save you, sorry." I said unapologetically.

He pouted then we both laughed. "So what's the real reason you asked to see me?"

I stayed silent for a moment. I had to choose the right words to say or I would be in trouble.

"Basically, it all started with a mystery E-mail. It threatened me to leave the BTS members alone or pictures would leak—"

"Pictures?" Yugyeom asked confusedly.

"We played Truth or Dare with a twist," I replied, starting to regret why I had added the 'twist'.

Yugyeom's eyes widened. "As in the dirty twist where you can ask the truth if he or she really slept—"

"Thanks for corrupting my mind, but no. That wasn't the twist." I said.

Yugyeom looked a bit disappointed by my answer, but nonetheless he was still listening.

"That's how it started. The manager checked their dorm and checked all the camera detectors. He said that they were already broken so they're going to be replacing them. They also found a camera which was the one the person probably used to take the pictures."

I paused so that I could breathe and so that Yugyeom could process all the information in his head.

I continued, "A camera detector will also be placed in my apartment. Moving on from that, the manager suggested that I stayed over since I might be in danger."

"I'll skip to the part when we had dinner. It was mysteriously quiet. I asked Yoongi oppa for something, but instead Jimin oppa gave it to me. I was going to get a pitcher of water by myself, but Namjoon oppa ended up getting it for me."

"And your point is?"

I looked at him for a while, wondering whether I should really tell him what happened.

I told him about what I overheard from Jungkook's room. He seemed a little taken aback, but at the same time, he wasn't too surprised.

He stayed silent for a moment then asked a question, "What did Yoongi hyung mean when he said 'Did you tell her the truth?'"

"He was talking about the time Jin oppa told me that they all liked me," I said, staying silent for a moment. "They're joking, right?"

Yugyeom stared at me then looked at the sky. "He's actually not."

I could feel the color from my face fade away. He was joking, he's joking.

I laughed then said, "Yah, don't joke around with me about things like that. Tell me the truth."

Yugyeom stared at me with confusion. "Do you not notice any details they give?"

I stayed silent for a moment then looked at my feet. "I do notice a few things. The fact that their cheeks go red when I'm around them proves it all."

Yugyeom gave out a long sigh. "I'm sorry to break it to you, but if it's Jin hyung who said it then it must be real. Jin hyung is a very respectable man and would never joke around with things like that."

I wanted to cry. Six men were too much for me. I guess I was very immature before to think it was fine to date one of them, but I didn't realize how hard it would be to feel like this.

Yugyeom must have noticed my uneasiness. He moved towards me and gave me a warm hug.

His scent was nice. It wasn't too strong which was good since my nose didn't get irritated.

He started to pat my back. "You'll be alright, noona. I'm here for you whenever you need me."

That's when I started to cry. I wasn't sobbing, but tears were falling from my eyes even if I had tried to stop it.

He hugged me tighter. "Noona, please don't cry. I might cry as well and I'm pretty ugly if I cry."

I laugh a bit then I try not to cry, but I can't help my tears rolling down my cheeks.

"Y-Yugyeom, what do I do?" I asked, my voice breaking a little.

"I'm sorry, noona. If I were in your shoes, I would have been clueless as well."

For some reason, I knew he would say that, but I didn't mind him not giving me an answer.

"I can't handle this anymore. I would've been more alright if there were death threats about me—"

He pulled away quickly and looked at me sternly. "Don't you dare say that, noona. No one in this entire world deserves death threats. You don't deserve it!"

I gave him a small smile. This man clearly knew nothing of how I was being treated back in Busan. He still didn't know the truth.

"But having six men like me—"

"Noona, I know you don't feel happy and you feel really overwhelmed by all the things that have been happening to you ever since you came here. But don't you see that most would die to have your place?"

"I don't crave attention, Yugyeom. All I wanted was to be treated like a person. I wanted to have friends whom I can trust, not some men who would fight over me."

Yugyeom was about to say something when we heard someone slip. I looked down at our feet and noticed how the ground was pretty wet, it was probably pretty rainy in this area.

"You have to go, Y/N. Someone might have witnessed us having a chat here. Better go back to the dorm.", Yugyeom advised as he lightly pushed me to move away from him.

I was about to say something, but he cut me off. "Text me if you're back at your dorm. I'll text you as well."

I didn't get the chance to say bye since he scurried away from the place we stayed in.

~~~

I arrived at the dorm. I realized that I didn't have any way to get inside, meaning I had to ring the bell.

Ding

I hoped that at least one member would answer the door or I would have to wake the manager from his slumber and let me enter their dorm.

I was happy to see the door swing open.

"Thanks, oppa—"

"Where have you been?"