She's mine. ♾️KTH

♾️"Jimin you fucking walnut."

(Y/n)

These shoes are killing me! I do not understand how these girls could stay up for hours and chat away wearing these, these, devil made heels.

I've been far in the crowd for almost an hour, people have been asking me stuff and so far all I can do is look down and answer sheepishly.

"So, is it true you're Mr. Kim's girl?" A woman clad in gold and glitters asks me, a glass of alcohol in her hand.

"Girl?" I say.

What does she mean?

"Yes. Girl. Or do you not know what a girl is?" She laughs. A bit cruel if you ask me.

"Maybe she's homeschooled." Another butt in.

"Or maybe she's never been educated." They both laugh, their high pitched voices reaching my ear.

My ears twitched, uncomfortable by the sounds coming from them.

I looked down, holding the hem of my dress, biting my lip from embarrassment.

"So, little rat. What's so great about you?" Their hands flew to their hips.

"W-What do you mean what's wrong with me?" I ask, my own hands rubbing my arms. It was getting quite chilly.

"Ugh, she's useless." They both walked away.

I finally let out a breath that I wasn't aware I was holding. Those two were not nice at all.

I wonder where Taehyung Hyung is. I'll just sit here and wait for things to pass.

The warmth of the red velvet cushion of the sofa touched the skin of my thighs as I sip my glass full of water.

Some drinks smelled horrible so I just stuck with water.

"Hi." An unfamiliar voice greets.

I cast my eyes up to find, a man.

A handsome man. He had brown hair and was wearing a full black suit. He looked absolutely beautiful.

"A-Ah. Hello." I greet him back.

He chuckled before sitting beside me. "What's a pretty lady like you doing here all alone?"

My cheeks flushed. "Nothing."

"Not a talker huh?" He paused, "Ah, you're a hybrid?" He asks.

"Oh. Yes, I am." My tail was tucked behind me to avoid hitting the sofa and making a sound. It would look like I'm nervous.

Which I am.

"Interesting." He sips his drink while scanning me from head to toe.

His hand flew to my head and taking my ears between his fingers and rubbing them.

I squeaked from his actions. I've only ever been held by Taehyung Hyung, and having another man's hands on me just didn't feel right.

At all.

"I-I'm sorry, but I have to go." I put my water on the coffee table and sprang up, but before I can walk away, his hand grabbed my tail making me release a loud squeal.

I stopped on my tracks as I felt the silence take over my surroundings.

They heard me.

My face flushed, I can feel how hot I was.

"(Y/n)."

Taehyung Hyung!

"Hyung!" He grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him. He was taller than me so I rested my forehead in his neck.