Top Tier: Mafia ✓ BTS AU

Chapter 8.

Y/N stepped out of the washroom, limping to her bed. The sky was a dark blue. She would have thought of it as beautiful if not for her situation.

Kyungsoo and her loved to go stargazing.

Suddenly, there was a prolonged moan from the other room. She crawled onto her bed and pressed her ear against the wall. 

"Oh," a feminine voice gasped, "Oppa."

What the hell?

No no no no no.

NAH. no way in tricking hell.

No thank you.

Y/N's eyes widened, clearly scarred. "Okay." She shook her head and backed away, "Please don't tell me I'm going to be hearing this 24/7."

Y/N made her way to the door and knocked.

"If anybody's there, could you please bring some new bandages!" She asked, limping back to her bed. 

"Pretty please!"

She looked down at her right leg. There was a neat stitch that made its way from the middle of her thigh to her knee. 

Y/N glanced at her shoulder. Vines and cherry blossoms intertwined and climbed on her shoulder. 

She smiled, a very careful hand drew that. She remembered that Chanyeol always had a special heart for cherry blossoms, she did too. He had one that matched her pattern. 

There was a light knock on the door.

"Come in," she said.

Jungkook popped his head in, avoiding looking at Y/N since she was only wearing loose shorts and a t-shirt. He was in his black sweat pants and a grey hoodie.

He suddenly glanced at the wall where the sounds were coming from. "I'm sorry about that, noona," Jungkook walked towards her and handed the bandages, "Yoongi hyung can be.." Jungkook paused and searched for the word, "Needy, at times.."

Needy.

Huh.

Y/N chuckled, trying to hide her bitter expression. "I can tell," Patting her bed, "Sit down Jungkook."

He reluctantly took a seat, and stared at her, "Do you need help applying the bandage noona?" He asked.

He's quite soft.

"No, that's alright." She shook her head, taking the bandages from his hands. His eyes flickered when their fingers brushed against each other. "I know how to do it Kook."