"Oh!" Hoseok's eyes widens drastically when his brown eyes flashed towards the two girls sharing a bowl of porridge. "Baek Rina! I didn't know you were a stripper too."

Scouts eyes narrowed towards the red head, her teeth bared slightly in a protective manner. I rolled my eyes, leaning against the counter I spoke in a void and distrusting voice. "I'm not a stripper, I'm a normal girl."

"Normal girl my ass." He chuckled, buttoning up his blouse, before leaning beside me by the counter, blowing through the cigarette in his closed mouth. I raised a brow, but Hoseok wiped it off with a laugh.

"You must be her sister?"  He then, blew his smoke in my face. His figure coming increasingly too close as he rested his lips millimetres from my own, his minty breath smoked onto my face as he smiled wickedly.

"Yes, obviously."

I as if on a normal occasion, pushed the red head away with my hand on his chest. Looking towards Scout, she was scolding towards the boy. But I gave her a look that made her leave for school in a silent manner.

"By Rina. Rest well." She smiled, quietly grabbing her bag before exiting through the front door of the apartment, nonetheless glaring towards the simpering boy.

I then snapped my eyes towards the red head when an excited sound or either groan left his lips, he leaned forwards again, slowly taking the ciggar from out of his thin and– gorgeous if I must say lips.

I said he's attractive, but that doesn't mean I'm interested.

He crushed the ciggar on the bench before discarding it, all in the while of staring me down with his glaring and dim brown eyes, raking me through he was making me feel incredulously vulnerable and slightly uncomfortable.

"You're sister-" he pointed a slim finger towards my exhausted form. "Was great last night." As if he was trying to make a point, I raised a discouraged brow and crossed my hands over my chest. "I'm curious to know if you can do the same."

Yet again, leaning forwards into my personal space bubble as his hands wrapped around my waist, trying to pry them off with my own hands it was too easy for him. He had grinned while a thrilled chuckle left his lips, expressing his pearly white teeth.

Which also tells me he hadn't been smoking for long. I could also see tattoos trailing down his arms, hidden behind his long sleeve. Which undoubtedly made him attractive, although like I said before, I wasn't interested at all.

"Have you kissed someone before? Baek Rina." For atleast the seventh time today, his face leaned forwards and his lips nearly grazed my own in an aggressive manner. As he looked too excited for what he thought was going to come.

I glared deeply towards the red headed man, trying to push him off of me with all my force, I could've won if I wasn't so sick at the moment. His eyes dimmed darker and his hands tightened.

"Hoseok seriously, let go."

"Why should I?" He hummed in question.

"Because I'm not interested at the moment, Go to someone else who's willing to give you sex if you really want it." I hissed, all while Hoseok had giggled in a childish manner.

His eyes twinkled, while his hands loosened drastically from around my waist. Suddenly letting go and stepping back, a mischievous smile came upon his fair skinned face.

"Good." He smiled.

"What?" I flared, utterly confused with what had just happened, in only a matter of seconds he had stepped back. Was this some trick?

"Sorry if I made you uncomfortable Rina, but seeing as you were Jimin's friend, I thought I would see if you were good enough for him." My demeanor slacked, I had really thought he was going to do something I wouldn't want him to do although I was still hasty, his eyes continued to gleam mischievously.

"It doesn't really matter at the moment." I sighed, holding me breath as his eyebrows creased at my words, his eyes hastily looking towards my still exhausted form. Slowly moving my hands to the bench as I rested my body against it, my hair covering my face as I looked down in deep thought and worry.

"Why?" He simply asked, no anger vivid in his sentence although you could see the secret threat in his attractive brown eyes. I once heard people talking about how close Bangtan are to each other.

" We had a fight last night. It was unintentional at first, I'm sure he's just angry. I'll go see him later today." I promised myself, finally looking away from the bench and towards the males piercing eyes.

"Good." He bluntly answered, before combing his thin fingers through his red and blooming dyed hair. "Because Jimin's going through a lot at the moment, I'm sure he doesn't need a grudge on his Noona too."

I rolled my eyes, of course I knew. Although I didn't know personally what he was going through I knew he was dealing with something, I also knew how much grudges he still held for prior people.

Suddenly, Jung Hoseok had bound forwards. Pulling me into a tight hug and placing his chin on top of my head as if we were really great and close friends. I sighed in relief as his hands finally loosened after a while. Pulling away from my thin and drained form.

"You should sleep more Rina-ssi, we don't want to see that beautiful face of yours going all pale."

"Thanks Hoseok-ssi" I called with uncertainty, watching as the male bounced out of my home with such an enthusiastic demeanor.

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Dressing into simple black ripped jeans, a white tee and a black leather jacket. I couldn't forget placing my circular glasses over my hard set, brown orbs. While I grouchily fished through Akko's draws to try and find a hair tie.

"Here." A voice chuckled from behind, taking my hair and tying it nicely into a high pony, which I was grateful for till turning to see not only Akko, but her appearance.

Swollen lips, which usually were as thin as mine. Chaotic mess of dark brown hair and hickeys all across her fair tanned skin, she was only an inch taller then me, and her demeanor had vividly shown how careless she was, how free she thought she was.

She held an uncertain smile after seeing the irked look on my face, although it was a usual occurrence seeing a blunt and bored look on my face. This wasn't my usual look, it was worse.

 "Oh come on. Do you expect me to reject Jung Hoseok? " She scoffed, her smile turning into a sour smirk.

A deep and calming breath left my lips, sometimes I could loose control of my mental strength, but I'm okay for the moment. " You pinky promised me you wouldn't sleep from anyone in the same year as me."

"How would I know?" She argued, moving her hands around to show her side of the story. I rolled my eyes at her antics. It wasn't anything childlike, do you know how many rumours would occur if people learnt my family were fucking poor and useless? 

"You know how old he is Akko, you only work for guys younger then you." I continued on with my accusation, my eyes flaring in annoyance as I watched her attitude grow. "And being a good sister, you should know my birthday."

"Sadly I don't" She snapped.  "I don't waste my time with pathetic things."

That hurt.

"You can be such a bitch." I choked. Easily pushing past her beat up and wrecked form, past her bedrooms door and towards the front door to the apartment.

"You know what?" She barked, storming after my retreated form. "Don't bother coming home tonight you sick whore!" Her hands subconsciously tried to grab any money from my pockets, but I slapped her hand away in a furious manner. 

My eyes burned, my throat clogged from the amount of pain I was trying to hold in. I looked strong, blunt and fierce, but somethings do hurt my feelings, Akko took it too far.

"Don't even try!" I snapped, slamming the door open and giving my sister a deadly look. "I hope you get what you want, I'll be picking up Scout before she even has to look at you again."

My words had finally started to etch into Akko's scull, I knew her worst fear was to be alone and isolated. Right now I wanted to make her feel terrible for what she said. 

Her eyes softened. "Rina I'm s-"

Her hands pushed forwards to try and envelop me into a hug, but I forcefully pushed her back, which made worried sniffles of guilt leave her lips.

"I hope you give yourself some dignity and get a healthy job, sex once a day is pretty fucked." I spat, before my hands strenuously slammed the door in front of her face. My feet then forced me towards the only comfort I knew.

I couldn't go find Ara, she would either be in school are stalking her little crush Mr. Kim Taehyung down towards the street art. Bonny was a no go, I would never let her see me cry.

Vigorously knocking my fist against the worn down apartment door, struggling to hold my frustrated tears in as I waited for the person to open the door, when it finally did.

I ran into his embrace, sobbing into his chest as my now frail hands went to wrap around his neck. The soft scent of orange blossom wavered through my nose, and his soothing voice finally aroused.

"N-noona? Are you crying?"

The bewilderment and worry was pure in his tone.