Seven Wings

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After showering, I wrap a towel around myself and crack open the bathroom door to grab the clothes Jimin left outside on the floor by the door. I slowly dress into the lose black t-shirt and light grey cargo pants. I snort at the fluffy pink socks that tumble to the ground but happily slip them on.

Combing through my hair with my fingers I pause. Holding my hands up in front of my face, my fingers where way longer than they were before. I used to have short nubby fingers that closely resembles a teenage boys fingers. I loved them despite how off they where to everyone else. These fingers were long and slim and my nails were getting extremely long. They never grew this fast before. If they got any longer I might cut something.

My eyes and now my fingers have changed. I wonder what else would change about me.

Flashes of the dream Namjoon placed in my memories come to my mind. I step toward the wide wall mirror and lean against the white granite counter top. I gently pull back my top lip on my mouth shut with my finger and gasp at the slowly sharpening points at my canines.

Holy fuck.

They were starting to look like the teeth of the seven men from the memory. V said I would get wings...would I get wings like the black ones I saw in the memory and on V?

I reach behind my back start to feel between my shoulder blades. No pain or soreness. No protruding formation of growing wings. Just perfect flat back.

Thank god.

I still had no idea exactly what they were. I had so many questions I needed to be answered. I got dragged into this and if I'm going to continue living, shouldn't I at least get the answers I want? Especially if it involved something dangerous that could reach my family.

I pick up my dirty clothes and fold them into a pile onto the counter as I didn't know what else to do with them. If I was going to be here for awhile, I needed to get clothes soon. I open up the door and quietly slip out and around the corner, back to the room. Jimin and V sat on the bed with Jungkook who I recognized from my google search earlier. They all looked dressed and ready to leave.

"We have an award show we have to get to. We will be gone almost all day, will you be okay staying here?" V asks?

"Yeah, Ill be fine," I say with nod. Jimin smiles and stands up from the bed. "We will try to be back as fast as we can, but these shows always take longer than necessary," he says.

"You wont be able to contact us while we are gone. And its best if you don't leave this room. We don't want anyone to ask questions you might not be able to answer," V says and stands too. I nod in agreement. It was best I stayed in the room. It would be a mess to explain why I just walked out of one of the members personal rooms.

Jungkooks voice startled me as asked, "Do you need anything? I would be happy to get it for you."

"...Could I have a laptop?"

"Deal," he says with a smirk. Just at that moment, another I recognized as Jin popped into the room. "We have to get going," he says and nods a silent 'hello' to me.

They all start to head to the door, Jungkook pausing to tell me he'll send someone in with the laptop and food because apparently "that was the most important thing" and I left that out.

Just as he said knock came at the door shortly after. "You can open it. Its me Jhope," a familiar voice yells.

I sigh and open the door for him. Jhope walks in with a takeout bag in one hand and a box in the other hand. The smells coming from the box where so delicious it took everything in me to suppress the urge to rip the bag from his hands before he could even sit it down. I was so unbelievably hungry for some reason. The last time I ate anything was the lunch I had at work and that was forever ago.

I let out a startled screech when I slam into something warm and hard. Apparently I was so focused on the food Jhope brought in I didn't realize when he stopped to put it down and slammed into him.

"Im so sorry," I say quickly and hold up my hands. Jhope lets out a laugh and crosses his arms, an amused look in his eyes as he looks down at me. After not saying anything for minute, I narrow eyes and reach around him to snatch the food from behind him. I ran into him on accident, he doesn't have to act weird I huff to myself.

"Look at me."

I freeze and slowly turn around and look at him, boldly meeting his eyes. Jhope was one of all the seven that I wasn't scared of as much. I knew I probably should be but his first impression of him warmed me to him.

"Your eyes....." he says quietly looking at me. He was talking about my bold white and black eyes that I have yet to figure out how to change.

"I know right, they are creepy," I say with a laugh.

He shakes his head, "No. They're not creepy. I have a white eye." I watch in amazement as his left eye shift colors from a golden brown the exact color of my white left eye. the only difference was the iris; his was silted like V and Jimin's while mine continued to stay round.

I step closer looking at his eye, it almost seemed to swirl a cloudy white. I could almost feel the power in it.

"What are you exactly?" I whisper.

Jhope clears his throat, pulling me out of my daze. Jhope fixes his coat and smiles, "How about this, make a list of all the questions you want to ask and tonight when I get back I will answer a few."

"Really?" I say as I follow him to the door, his black coat fitting his wide shoulder perfectly. Even the way he walked he seemed powerful.

"Really," he says. I watch as his eye shifts back to a beautiful golden brown. "The laptop is all yours by the way," he adds and shuts the door.

I turn and eye the box on the bed. That must be the laptop. After opening a window to let in some light, I rush over to the box and takeout on the bed.

The clock read 8:45am.

I was going to be alone for awhile.