I CHOOSE

25. THE CHOICE

After drying up from their shower, (Y/N) slipped into a pair of Yoongi's sweatpants and one of his shirts which surprisingly fit her.

He had left her to go dress up in his room then prepare breakfast.

She was sat at the wooden vanity drying her hair when she heard muffled noises coming from behind the door.

(Y/N) furrowed her brows in confusion as a sudden feeling of fear ran down her spine.

She shoved her phone in her pocket and stepped out of the room and headed down the stairs where the noises had become loud voices shouting over each other.

When she reached the middle of the stairs, she was met with the most terrifying sight ever.

Namjoon had Yoongi's shirt bundled up in his fists and the two men were shouting in each other's face, Namjoon's voice being louder while Yoongi seemed calmer and indifferent.

She also noticed the other men in the room; Taehyung and Jimin who stood beside each other with similar expressions of anger shot in Yoongi's direction.

Jungkook sat on the couch looking away from the tussle with his arms crossed over his chest visibly upset and Hoseok sat next to him silently watching.

Jin was the only one making an effort to separate the fighting friends and calm the situation.

(Y/N) decided to go back upstairs, the sight before her too overwhelming for her to handle, but unfortunately as she took a step back, the floorboard creaked alerting the men of her presence.

"So I was right!" Namjoon exclaimed fisting Yoongi's shirt even tighter than before. Yoongi rolled his eyes and shoved Namjoon's hands away from his shirt.

"And so?" He cocked his head to the side as he straightened his roughened shirt.

"And so you really did fuck her!" Namjoon huffed, his friend's nonchalant attitude pissing him off even further.

"What's going on here?" (Y/N) raised her voice interrupting the argument that was about to start again.

She could see all eyes were on her, but it didn't stop her from standing her ground to find out why the two men were fighting.

"What do you think? He slept with you when he clearly knows I'm in love with you!" Namjoon explained, surprising (Y/N) with his last words.

"Wait, you're in love with-"

"You love her? So do I!" Jungkook announced suddenly, standing from his previous position to walk towards the arguing men.

"I fell in love with her first!" Jimin poked a finger at Jungkook's back causing him to turn around to the man who had spoken.

"You can all love her, but I'm sure she's in love with me." Taehyung grinned up at the woman who was visibly conflicted and trying to process the current situation.

(Y/N) looked towards Hoseok who frowned at her, she knew in her head that even if he hadn't said it, he was in love with her as well.

She snapped her head over to Jin who was also looking up at her longingly; he too had feelings for the poor woman.

Yoongi could see the tears begin to well up in her eyes due to the pressure. He cleared his throat and spoke, "There's only one logical solution to this problem." He paused, looking over at his friends, by averted his gaze from their furious glares.

(Y/N) gulped, realization suddenly crashing down on her; she knew what he was about to say, in her head she knew at one point in time she would be told to do that same thing.

The fear of that decision had been eating her up deep down inside and as much as she had tried to suppress and run away from it, it had finally caught up with her.

"She has to choose who she wants." He completed.

"I-I ca-can't." She stammered, feeling the tears fall from her eyes.

"You have to." Taehyung said, his voice shaky from anxiety and fear.

"We need to end this." Hoseok added, finally speaking after being quiet ever since she had entered the room.

"Fine!" She yelled, the tears wetting her heated cheeks.

An uncomfortable silence filled the room; the tension ever so present as the seven men looked to her for an answer.

"I choose..."