𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 || 𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐟

Pt. 26

Mae's POV

Next thing I know, I wake up laying on a different bed under different sheets. That panic from three weeks prior set in for a solid five seconds. That was before I remembered that Yuta had taken me from Taehyung. I sat up and swung my legs around to the side of the bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and running my fingers through my hair. Just then, the faded red haired guy from this morning came in the room, a closed mouth smile on his lips.

"Ah, good morning Mae." he greeted me, setting down the bag he had with him down beside the door.

"Uh good morning... I'm sorry I didn't catch your name."

The man sighed, shaking his head, "Of course you don't. I'm Younghyun but just call me Young K." he introduced himself.

I furrowed my eyebrows, standing up while still fixing my hair as best as I could. "Where'd the K come from?"

"Surname." he answered quickly, shrugging his shoulders at me. "Yuta says you can just get dressed and meet us downstairs."

Right after, he opened the door again and left, leaving me to change. I got dressed in a simple tee and leggings, and then took care of my simple hygiene swiftly then grabbing my bag of things and headed down the stairs, assuming we were leaving rather quickly.

I went in the living room and found Young K and the taller other guy sitting down at the dinning room table together. I dropped the bag and hesitantly walked over, also noticing Yuta walking towards us from the kitchen.

"It's simple but it's food. Eat." he told us, putting down a bowl of some type of broth.

I took a seat opposite of Young K, letting him grab a serving before I helped myself. The black haired one, gestured his hand to the food, having me grab my portion before him. Must be younger than me. Yuta sat down with a sigh, pointing across the table at the only unfamiliar man here so far.

"Yugyeom. Ignore the giant." he told me, waving his hand dismissively.

"Can't help your height unfortunately." Yugyeom mumbled to himself, eating a spoonful of food.

"What happened to respecting each other? Calm down kids." Young K interrupted, looking at me and rolling his eyes.

I was enjoying this more playful little group they had here. They were friendly too! Who would've thought something like that to be possible.

"Anyway, after we eat we plan on leaving straight away if you're on board with that." Yuta explained, looking over to me.

I nodded my head, "the sooner the better."

"Can't believe Taehyung thought someone like you could live in this type of life style." Young K shook his head, scoffing at the mention of Taehyung. "I mean, being pretty ain't the best thing to be around here."

"Right? He should've learned by now." Yugyeom agreed, joining in on the conversation.

"Yeah but you know him. 'It'll get better I know it' having ass." Yuta mocked Taehyung, rolling his eyes.

"Hey can I ask you about that?" I asked him, bitting my lip.

"About what?" Yuta questioned, softening his voice as he spoke to me.

"Taehyung and you. Do you both have history?"

He hissed to himself, taking a bite of food and swallowing before answering me. "We used to train together when we were kids. He was always such an ass to everyone. When we were in high school, he'd annoy me about doing shitty things to me or a friend of mine or whatever." he paused for a second, taking a swig of water from his glass. "Then next thing I know I come home from school after Taehyung not being there and find both my parents dead in the living room. Left a note and everything indicating he did it."