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"So this is where you live?" You asked with a hint of amusement in your voice. You gawked at the old house with graffiti covered walls. The windows were broken but they were sealed with ducttapes. It seems like it will break if you poke it. But the writings and drawings on the walls looked cool to you. It's art.

"Why sound so amuse? That's right. We live in a shit wreck. Do you wanna back away now, perhaps?" Jungkook asked. You noted that he doesn't seem to like your presence. If more, he hates it and you don't understand why.

"Your house looks cool. It's one heck of a badbutt house."

"Badbutt?" Jimin repeated with a snort. "What the fuck is a badbutt?"

"So you hate foul language, too? We'll get along well, kid." Seokjin said and patted your back lightly.

You pouted before shifting Pong's weight to your other arm. "Quit calling me 'kid' 'coz I'm not one."

They ignored you and proceeded to go inside the house. You followed with a sultry look in your face. What a bunch of meanies.

The inside was surprisingly cleaner unlike what you expected. Well it's not that clean but there weren't bottle of beers and trash lying everywhere. Just a bit of dirty clothes on the couches. They don't have that much of furnitures and appliances too but it still sort of look.. comfy.

There's an old TV, two grubby couches, shelf full of books and a computer. Again, the walls are filled with artistic graffitis. You noticed a bunch of the word 'Bangtan' written everywhere.

You let the chicken out of your grip so it can roam around. Yoongi eyed the chicken in annoyance. He seemed to develop an intense hatred towards the loud ass rooster. He's a sucker for silence and your friend is taking all of that away.

"Can you get that chicken outta here?"

"What? No! He'll be safe inside. I'll pay all his expenses too, don't worry." You assured him but he just rolled his eyes at you. "Tch, what a grumpy dude." You mumbled that was fortunately unheard.

Hoseok turned the T.V. on and started slapping the top of it when the static screen welcomed him. Namjoon took a book from the shelf and sat on the edge of the couch to read. Yoongi was lying with his arm draped over his forehead, trying to get some sleep despite the loud cackles from your chicken. Seokjin went inside the kitchen to inspect the fridge. The maknaes all gathered around the conputer.

Now they're all in their own worlds and you're left standing awkwardly in the middle of the living room.

"I'll take a shower." You said to no one before placing your huge backpack on the ground and started searching for your clothes, towel and toiletries.

Taehyung pointed at the back door 5 feet away from the computer table and you immediately went inside it.

You sat at the closed lid of the toilet bowl as you let out a tired sigh. Just then, you heard Jimin's voice.

"Hyungs, are we seriously keeping that girl here?"

"Jimin, we need the money." Namjoon answered.

"Actually," Jungkook interrupted. "I searched about her and look what I got! She's the daughter of a famous politician, (Your father's name). Are you thinking what I'm thinking right now?"

"Money." That was Hoseok.

"Let's wait for his parents to search for her then we'll ask for money in exchange of her. Money problem solved." Jungkook clapped his hands.

A lump was stuck in your throat. You heard it all. They weren't kidding when they said they're bad people.

What will you do? Will you run away now? You don't want to go home. Not now, not ever.

You took a shower burdened with your thoughts. You then went out wearing your Spongebob pajamas and Jungkook immediately snorted at the sight of you.

You scowled at him in return. What's his problem with me?

"Hyung, I'm hungry!" Jimin complained, walking towards the eldest.

"I told you we got cereals in the fridge."

Jimin groaned in return.

Yoongi, who then gave up on sleeping as your chicken doesn't seem to know how to shut up, got up and glared at Pong.

"If you don't shut your fucking mouth I'll fucking devour you, Fried Chicken."

You gasped in horror and immediately took Pong in your arms. "Don't eat him!" You begged, a little over-exagerrated.

"He'll be our dinner if you won't shut his fucking mouth."

"But how am I supposed to do that? He can't understand."

"You should have considered that before friending a fucking rooster."

"Stop being so mean!"

"I will if that chicken starts shutting the fuck up."

"Stop cursing!"

"Yeah Yoongi, seriously." Seokjin added taking your side.

"I'll fucking curse whenever the fuck I want. Shut that chicken up!"

"I told you I can't."

"Tape his beak or something, I don't know! If you don't, he'll be inside our stomach soon."

"You're horrible." You accused in disbelief before going in the corner to craddle your poor friend.

All the other guys are eyeing the both of you amusingly. They find your bickering quite entertaining. Taehyung is even chuckling while staring at you pouting and sulking in the corner.

'Cute.'

"But I'm seriously hungry though." Jimin broke the silence and then he started eyeing Pong. You saw him licking his lower lip while gawking hungrily at the poor chicken.

"Ugh, I told you I have money. Get it from my wallet and just order food."

"Let's get pizza!" Hoseok shouted before jumping over the couch, throwing the remote away, before going to your backpack.

"Hyung, get burgers too."

"I want fried chicken." Yoongi said making you cover Pong protectively with your arms.

Seokjin dialled numbers in his phone while they bicker over what food to get. You looked down remembering their conversation when you were in the bathroom.

They just want the money. They'll threw you away once the opportunity occurs. And then you'll lose your place again.

"Please don't send me back." You whispered and their bickerings stopped. "I heard your conversation. Take everything away from me. Just please don't send me back to them."