Taehyung: Look babygirl, I have little temper, SO YOU BETTER GET DRESSED UP IN 15 MINS OR YOU'LL KNOW THE CONSEQUENCES.
(He left banging the door close)
Y/N POV
Even though I am sad that taehyung can be this bad, I am still mad at him for treating for me like shit. I know, I am supposed to me all scared in such a situation but I don't give a shit. I will fuck these boys up and leave my way.
I wonder who is the "HE" I'm gonna have to deal with. I went into the washroom to wash my face.
I hope my friend is okay, She is so innocent, I know, she won't even fight back. I'll have to find her as soon as I am done with these boys.
But I'll have to admit, this house is fucking beautiful, is this even a house or is it a hotel? Whatever.
I go back to the room and search for an outfit in the almirah in the room.
There are some men's clothes hanging outside. I looked for clothes I could wear in the first drawer of the almirah. A beautiful red dress was hanging inside with a note on it.
It said,
" For the beautiful girl reading this, You need to wear this for tonight"
And Indeed the dress was beautiful, I tried it on thinking how it would look on me.
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FanfictionThis is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to the BTS members is purely coincidental. This does NOT represent BTS in any form or way. DO NOT COPY. Thanks for listening. Enjoy:)