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𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕖: вlood

【𝖞𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖞 𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖛𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖘】

Jin strolled in with a simple black leather jacket and jeans look, the atmosphere calming down with his presence. He offered you a small smile, "I see you've met the others."

All eyes were on you again, and you shifted uncomfortably in your seat. You nodded, meeting his eyes with the politest smile you could muster.

"I'm sure my brothers have treated you well," he continued.

You glanced up, making eye contact with the cold man that attacked you earlier. He met your stare with a hard glare, almost willing you to snitch on him and see what happens. You gulped and quickly looked down, nodding again.

However, Jin caught on to this small interaction between the two of you and cleared his throat. "Yoongi, this is Y/N. She'll be our guest for the semester."

"We've been acquainted, Hyung," he narrowed his eyes, leaning against a banister. "Trust me, it was a fun experience getting to know each other." sarcasm heavily laced his tone and he rolled his eyes. They did that a lot, you noticed. The others perked up at his words with interest, wanting to know what he really meant. For some reason he stuck to the shadows, it was weird and gave him this mysterious edge. You were afraid of him now, he was the last person in this house you wanted to be stuck with. Especially after what he did.

"Is that so?" Jin raised an eyebrow at you, "Do tell."

Once more, everyone was looking at you. It was as if they had placed an imaginary spotlight forever above your head, the light was so bright it hurt. "Um, well," you started, your voice already cracking under pressure. Part of you wanted to be out with it, you wanted the others, or anyone rather to know what happened. But Yoongi's icy glare set off more than a warning and that kept your mouth shut. "I think you accidentally led me into his room and..." you hesitated, it felt wrong trying to place the blame on Jin after he'd been so nice to you. But it felt like the truth.

"That's impossible, yours is next to Hoseok's. I specifically placed you there."

"My room is in the left-wing, Hyung," Hoseok offered. The situation was getting too confusing and he wanted to quickly resolve it before things got out of hand.

"That's where I took her," Jin stated.

The two looked at Yoongi for an explanation. "It was empty, I was tired. Problem?" he shrugged it off while they all collectively groaned.

"Jin-Hyung, Y/N came running out of the room all messed up." Namjoon threw a meaningful sideglance towards Yoongi with his eyebrows raised, and Jin immediately knew what he meant. The tension in the room was starting to come to a boil. You could tell as everything began to escalate, the way the boys shifted in their seats, the tone of the older members. Frankly, it was something you didn't want to see the end of. But there was nowhere to go.

"Yah, so much for good first impressions, this is ridiculous" Jin made a loud sound that was between a sigh and a whine, you weren't entirely sure, but it sounded way too erotic to be normal and it made you extremely flustered. The heat rushing to your cheeks was obvious, and you prayed nobody would notice.

But someone did.

You met his eyes and he had the biggest smirk on his face, it made you feel even more embarrassed. His eyes seemed to shine so bright and a warm fuzzy feeling clouded your thoughts, it felt so good and euphoric. Maybe this was what shipping pink champagne felt like, still, you couldn't help but feel that there was some underlying danger beneath all those bubbles.