Seven (Bts x male little reader)

Chapter 23- Strange Circumstances

I'm sorry this chapter may suck. I'm typing on a kindle instead of a computer like I prefer, and I lost all my progress on this chapter since I no longer have the Google doc I was writing on

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Jimin Pov

It's been a couple days since Namjoon and (Y/n) have been locked in that room together. It's been pretty boring, all of us just trying to get caught up with work. When we found (Y/n), we were all on vacation, but that time is rapidly whittling away so we need to prepare to get back to work. Namjoon can stay off work until the two weeks is up because we lied and said he was sick.

I can't wait until we can see Namjoon and (Y/n) again, it's only been a short while, but I miss them.

The home phone began to ring, interrupting the otherwise quiet moments.

Since I was closest, I answered the call, scrunching up my nose in displeasure when I was met with a snarky woman on the other end.

"Hello? Is this the current residence of Min (Y/n)? He had a job interview yesterday but never showed up. His friends said this address' phone number is where he's staying." Her voice was hoarse and croaky, like a smoker of 30 year's.

My mates began to surround me to try and hear what she was saying.

"Um, yes this is (Y/n)'s residence."

"Good. Can you put him on the phone?"

I shook my head despite knowing she can't see me. "(Y/n) is currently sick with the flu. He's asleep right now. Can I take a message?" I shrugged when the other two maknaes gave me weird looks.

"Well I needed to tell Mr. Min that he needed to come for his interview within the week or we'd have to give the job to someone else. Since he's ill I can postpone the interview. How long until he can come?"

"It will probably be about two weeks until (Y/n) can go to that interview ma'am. He didn't tell us about this job so can I please ask what he's applying for and what the company is?"

"He's applying for an bartender at my company. It's a role play karaoke bar so he will be in costume, but don't worry, everyone does modest dressing cosplay here. I'll postpone the interview until (Y/n) is feeling better. Good day gentlemen." With that, the woman hung up

I put the phone back on the reciever and looked at my mates.

"(Y/n)'s applying for a bartender?" Jim voiced the surprising news

I just nodded in response to his question.

Why did (Y/n) apply for this job? It puts his human identity at so much risk. It must have been a last resort for when he was taking care of Enika. He doesn't have to take this job anymore though! We all have high paying jobs: we could give (Y/n) anything he could possibly want and more... but it would be pretty boring around the house when the rest of us are at work.

Then again, what if he slips into little space while at work, or if someone recognizes him. Speaking of being recognized, how does that women not know who he is. Why is she still allowing him to have the job despite him being human: a very well known human/criminal at that.

"We have to ask (Y/n) about this when the week's up. I don't want him to go because I don't want him to be caught and taken again." Yoongi said, breaking the silence

A few more beats of silence passed before Jin clapped his hands, startling us. "I'm starving and it's almost lunch time so what would you all like to eat?"

Jungkook laughed and teased the oldest "Hyung you're always hungry!"

The lynx fake glared at the bunny but agreed, justifying it saying ' Being handsome is tiring, so I need my energy'. Such a diva

Tae scrambled upstairs to ask what the wolf and soon to be hybrid wanted to eat, since we decided to let them choose.

We all went back to what we were working on, except for Jin, as he was waiting to hear the request for what he would be cooking.

Travis Pov (if you don't remember who Travis is go back to chapter 12)

My poor baby girl was ripped away from me as we were being executed today. I'm surprised they let us live this long: they killed everyone else one by one throughout the week. Me and my princess are the last ones to be executed.

I couldn't help but let my mind wander back to the little human I comforted in the van just a few days ago. I wish I could hold onto him again. I couldn't help but fantasize at the idea of having him and my baby girl in my arms, watching them play together and watch cartoons: them both rushing up to me while I was cooking, hearing them excitedly shout 'Daddy, Daddy' as they show me they drawing they made of us. But this could never happen.
(Y/n) already has mates, and me and my princess were about to be killed...

I was snapped out of my thoughts as I was stopped in front of a young man, around 25 years old. He looked strikingly similar to the man that took (Y/n) away after he woke up.

I was not outside about to be killed like I expected. I was in a room only lit by a fireplace. A tea kettle was sat on the coffee table, seemingly days old cookies beside it.

I saw Lucy sitting on the couch, another guard keeping her there. I wanted to run and hug my baby girl, but my guard held me stationary.

The man held up a photograph. A photograph of (Y/n) and I believe one of his mates. (Y/n) was on his lap, and I felt a pang of jealousy hit my heart. Upon closer inspection, I saw the other man's fangs were in (Y/n)'s neck. He was turning (Y/n).

I looked back at the other wolf and saw a smirk grace his lips. "I need a favor."