'Are you doing okay over there, honey?' She spoke over the phone, a hint of worry in her tone. "'Yeah I'm doing just fine.' She smiled, the thought of the seven boys ran through her head and she couldn't help but grin widely. 'Well, how are the boys? Wasn't it Jungkook the one you talked about all the time?'
'Mom, out of all the guys, you had to remember that one?' She was laying down on her back, she had one hand up in the air as she analyzed her nails, and talking to the phone. 'Well his name wasn't very forgettable since you never shut up about him.'
She laughs in embarrassment and uses her free hand to cover her face as her cheeks began to turn red. She then faces the front camera to the mattress and hides her face from her mother. 'You're blushing right now, aren't you?' She chuckles, it was all so familiar to her, it was almost like she had déjà vu at this point. 'Listen I've seen you with your little crushes back in your days and this is not like them at all.'
'Whoever this little boy is, sure got you whipped.'
'Mom stop.' She was redder than red. 'Well, you're gonna have to eventually let me see his face.'
"See whose face?" A sweet, sing songy voice entered the room, and there he was, walking through the door with a plain black shirt and sweatpants on. His hair messily swiped up with his long fingers, little split ends reaching his eyebrows.
"Kook get out!" She shouted at him, pointing her index finger to the door as he chuckles in both confusion on why and surprised to find her in such a funny little pajama. "Oh my god! Is that him?" Her mom had practically screamed, her mouth wide open agape with shock as she hears the name leave the girl's mouth at the presence of the very handsome young boy.
"Is that Mrs. y/l/n?" Jungkook peaks his head to look at the brunette's phone and she quickly flips the phone to face the surface of the bed. There was nothing more embarrassing than her mother and she knew damn well that she was going to try to make the couple very uncomfortable.
"Wow! What a looker!" She exclaimed at just the small glance of the young boy over the speaker from the flipped phone, seemingly very shocked that her own daughter had met someone so gorgeous. Y/n, however, couldn't get any redder, her ears looked like they were boiled at max and her face looked like she was stranded in a desert.
Jungkook giggles, insisting that he and her mother should talk. "Can I talk to her?" He asks, earning an earful from the girl. "KOOK I SWEAR TO GOD PLEASE LEAVE!"
"Yeesh." The phone spoke, making the boy laugh even harder. "Come onnnn." He drags his words, a big grin dressed his lips making him look like a big, adorable idiot, trying to convince you to get him candy. "No!"
A sudden change to his expressions scared the shit out of her as soon as she muttered the word 'no'. His eyes dropped into a serious intense glare, smile transforming into a straight line and his overall aura turned darker. In which he soon replies, "no one says no to me." Her eyes widens at his words.
And then he stabs her and she dies.
The end.
:)
No I'm kidding, that's for later.
His lips starts to form into an evil grin, his hooded eyes staring at her in a playful yet scary way and she knew damn straight what was gonna happen.
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Youth | BTS Maknae Line
FanfictionWith three boys heads over heels for you without knowing the fact that you're dying is a hell of a ride. Are they the ones you're willing to die for? Or should I say, live for?
