*2 months ago*
"Jungkook, stop judging me for how much shit I own," Y/n pleaded.
He set down a box next to her, "I will when I don't pull a muscle moving it."
She cocked her eyebrow up, eye his biceps, "It's not like you don't have any to pull."
"Ey! Stop checking the boy out!" Jin yelled. The eight of them bursted out laughing.
When Y/n regained her composure, she playfully hit him. "Keep your mouth shut or I might check you out, too, Jinnie."
He gave her a terrified expression, "Girl, hands to yourself. You must not touch the art work!" He whipped his shoulder as if she had left dust.
"Hyung, we all know I'm more handsome," Taehyung commented.
There was a chorus of dramatic "oohs" from the others. They all sat down around the studio apartment Y/n just bought. She had decided the best way for her to heal from past trauma was to leave the environment that caused it, and that meant moving out of her parents.
Her and Namjoon would be roommates together. Since they were both college students and had to work part-time to afford tuition, living expenses, and the apartment. They had agreed to move in during the summer rather than the school year to avoid unnecessary stress. While they were living here, everyone else helped moved them in.
"Yah, World-wide Handsome, you know?" Jin said.
Taehyung smirked, "I could win Hottest Face of 2020 without that self-given name."
Yoongi leaned into Y/n, "Should we stop them?"
Y/n shook her head and wrapped her arms around Yoongi, resting her chin on his shoulder so his back was leaning into her chest, "Nah, I'm curious how this ends." He smiled and leaned farther into her chest, unaware of a staring, jealous Hoseok.
Jin mocked offense, "Handsome is better than hot! You grow out of that!"
Taehyung rolled his eyes, "I know I have more beauty in my finger than you do in your whole body!"
Normally, when they would fight, the others would try and interfere to prevent anything from happening. But the atmosphere was light and playful. Both parties knew this was simply fun and games, no hard feelings.
"You know, we could solve this," Jin said matter-of-factly.
Taehyung raised an eyebrow, "How . . . exactly?"
"Y/n?"
Y/n looked at him, shook, "What?!"
Jin gestured between him and the younger, "Explain how I'm handsomer as a female."
She rolled her eyes but got up anyway, "Ight, so, eyo ladies and gentlemen this is the different between the hotness-"
"Handsomeness," Jin corrected.
"Hotness," Y/n said, glaring at him, "of Kim Seokjin and Kim Taehyung."
Walking over to Taehyung, she began, "TaeTae over here, is bad boy high school hot. The boy in high school you know don't fall for but you do anyways. The boy you get freaky with at the frack party."
Making her to Jin, she continued, "Jin is business CEO, oh, my God how are you so hot, hot. He's the person who gets you turned on by in the business meeting because he's got looks and brains. He's more matured than Tae and that makes it so much better. You join business just to fuck him."
Standing in between them again, she finished, "While everyone in this room is hot and can make any girl scream and crush on them, I'm Worldwide Beautiful and get girls and boys and in between whipped for me by existing."
They seven boys started laughing at her statement.
"Are you wrong?" Yoongi asked.
Namjoon playfully hit him, "How would you know?"
He flushed a bright red.
Y/n watched the seven boys she calls home and sighed with a fond smile.
She finally found her place.
Her haven.
She can be herself and not worry.
She can be raw and 100% without fear.
She can be deep or a crackhead and still be loved either way.
She can reveal her darkest secrets and not be looked at any differently.
She finally found her home.
She finally found her family.
And while she wanted to tell them that, the walls of her past made her heart clench in fear and brain bring back memories of trust being torn.
She couldn't trust them.
Even if she loved them, she couldn't say it.
Because even if they said it back, words don't always meet feelings.
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