Debt (A BTS Mafia AU x Reader)

Chapter 5 - Breath

Chapter 5 -Breath

(Y/N's POV)

"Wait, what do you mean?", Was all I could respond with before he descended up the stairs. I was going to get up and follow him but, I was stopped. I turned and it was Jin. Oh, Shit, he didn't hear me curse right, I attempted to mentally prepare myself for what he might do.

"We should probably introduce ourselves since you'll be with us for a while." His smile was sweet and sugary, as per usual.

"Not if I can help it.", I softly mumbled to myself. I was going to get out of here with any chance I could, even if it requires making sacrifices.

"What was that?", He cocked his brow again, instead of honey lacing his voice it was more of a sternness this time. I guess he really doesn't like it when people don't tell him things... "I..erm... Said yeah I guess so..." I trailed off a bit with my words. He began to introduce them and I looked up. "As you know I'm Jin. This is Yoongi," he pointed to the man who was lazily lying on the couch; I liked his mint hair. "This is Hoseok," I looked over and he waved at me. I slightly waved back... not really sure about this whole thing. "These two are Jimin and Jungkook, and well you've met Namjoon, so that leaves..."

"Me." I turned around to the guy I kicked. I kinda felt bad because I had boots on... kinda.

"Yeah, and Taehyung." I turned back to Jin who's smile wasn't as big.

Taehyung strode over to the couch while grabbing my arm in the process. I flinched from his sudden action. He dragged me over to the couch and proceeded to shove me on it in the process, not to mention while everyone was watching.

"What the heck was that for!?"I screamed, completely forgetting the rules.

"Rule number 5 broken again in a matter of 5 minutes, that's a record. I wonder if she'll get out of this one again," Yoongi snickered, finally looking away from his phone. Fuck he's right, wait why do I care? I'm not even going to be here long... At least I hope so.

"I believe that you owe me something," Taehyung's voice wasn't scary like the others, just really demanding. Uuuggghhh I hate bossy-demanding people. "And what would that be?" I mocked him in a snarky tone. He was taken aback by my rudeness."You owe me a goddamn apology for kicking me yesterday!" He was now furious.

"I already told you sorry: While I was running away. So why should I have to say I'm sorry again? Besides, you pieces of trash kidnapped me. So you deserved it." The room got quiet. I was huffing and puffing cause I was so mad, while Taehyung, on the other hand, didn't look any better. He was even angrier. I swear to god his eyes were red. Not even Yoongi was commenting on me breaking the rule... again...

It was dead silent except for my heavy breathing. I was struggling to breathe, I thought I was over with this. Man, why now? I was wheezing, horribly wheezing. Please don't let them notice.

"Is my bag with you guys?" I had to break the silence. My inhaler was in my bag. I have to get my bag.

"No, we don't have it I think you dropped it with your groceries," Jungkook answered me since Taehyung was still furious and unable to speak.

"Fuck," I whispered out. My breaths were shallow now and the wheezing was definable noticeable now.

"Did you just say what I think you said Y/N?" He was angry I could tell but my lungs were hurting, so I didn't care

I got up. I walked to a window and tried to open it but it was sadly locked.

"Don't even try making an escape out the window it's always locked unless we decide to open it," Hoseok replied to my attempts to open the window. It was about mid-afternoon. The snow looked so nice, but I needed to focus on breathing.

"Y/N are you alright? It sounds like you're breathing really hard." Jin was actually concerned, it was a surprise to me

I nodded towards him, they were the last people to know that I had asthma. Not even my own Aunt knew because I kept it from her. Jimin was the first one to help me as I collapsed to the ground.

Should I tell them about my asthma? Maybe they have an inhaler? Would they believe me? No, I don't they would. Will I die? Probably not. It's not that bad. Or could I? Fuck. Why now? Why didn't I listen to the doctor when he was telling me what to do.

"I.. need...my...rescue... inhaler" I managed to get out. My voice was very quiet and weak. I began coughing. Yep. Now I'm having an asthma attack. I just really need my rescue inhaler... First I'm being held captive. and now I'm having an asthma attack with 6 grown ass men who I don't really know, and don't want to know, and let's not forget they fucking kidnapped me!!!

I was so panicked and focusing on my breathing that I hadn't noticed Jin with a rescue inhaler right in front of my face trying to get my attention.

"Y/N!" He yelled, and I looked at him. He had it, my rescue inhaler. I took it from him and pushed on the top. I breathed in the medicine, held my breath for 10 seconds, then repeat the process a couple of times. It was getting easier to breathe. I sighed and the boys sighed in relief.

"Thanks, but I still hate you all," I said once I stood up and was recovering from all that.

"Wow, way to ruin the moment Y/N," Yoongi exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'm pretty good at that," I replied with a cheeky grin. Jin sighed and went to the kitchen to cook dinner, while the boys went their separate ways. I was only left with Yoongi. I stared at him, he stared at me and a stupid smirk came over his face.

"I'll show you your room, you'll need it since you'll be here for quite a while," he said in his bored voice,

"What do you mean by that?" I questioned. He walked up to me making me back up a bit. He looked around before saying very quietly:

"Until your Aunt pays off every last cent she owes to us, you're our property."