Neighbors || BTS

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Hundreds of eyes peered at you through the darkness in the alley.

Just how many cats were there?

Cold, tired, and exhausted to even care at all you continued your way along the dark alley.

Yes, you went out even though Yoongi told you to stay but you couldn't help your stomach that's craving for snacks!

His chicken noodle soup did fill your tummy ,well more to your heart because of his sweetness, and it seems like your stomach wants more so you thought why not have a snack?

Besides it's just a quick trip, nothing could go wrong with you walking to the shortcut at 11 in the evening.

You looked through the plastic bag that's filled with all the goodies that you bought at a nearby convenience store and made sure it's all safe and complete.

Gosh, I can't wait to finally devour those tasty chips!

Licking your lips, that thought alone just encouraged you to walk more faster.

Just as you were about to take another step closer to the flat a rough yet sweaty hand grabbed your arm and before you could even process what is going on you were harshly jerked back against your will causing your back to clash to the culprit's chest and lose your grip on your bag of chips.

No! Not my chips!!

Too scared to do anything you just stayed still and shut your eyes praying that the person who held you captive would go away.

Their hands snaked right in front your lower abdomen and pulled you closer to them, which was way too close for comfort.

Your heartbeat rised and body tensed, not helping you escape from this stranger's captive.

"Are you a grill?" A gruff voice asked, his stinky breathe smacked your nose.

No, I'm a damn frying pan ready to roast ya anytime.

"HEY!! HANDS OFF OF HER!!"

Before you could turn to look at the owner of the voice a fist came flying towards you and you quickly ducked down, the fist colliding on the creeper's face causing his head to fly back from the impact.

His hold on you loosened and you didn't hesitate to back kick his shin and slipped right away after making the stranger yowl in pain.

Thank goodness my grandpops taught me self-defense.

"Are you alright, miss?" The boy who saved you asked, you looked over your shoulders to see an innocent looking boy that looks like he wouldn't even hurt a fly.

He was clad in a simple white shirt, blue jeans and topping his look with brown Timberland boots.

He also has blonde hair and very beautiful brown bambi eyes, that is currently boring into your own.

Is he really the same boy who landed a punch on the weirdo's face? He looks so innocent!!

"Yes thank you so much! I wouldn't know what to do if you didn't barge in." You flashed him your signature smile before dropping down to pick up your plastic bag securing it on your arm so it won't fall again.

The strange man had already run off which calmed all of your nerves down.

"That kick you did back there was really cool!" He gushed also doing the action in tiny movements, reminding you of a child.

Well your also one.

"I can say the same with your punch! Though you really surprised me if i hadn't seen it, it would've landed right on my face." You stood up and skipped towards him, your hand inside the bag searching for a certain chip.