Hello again, my beautiful babies!

I wrote this chapter while running on three hours of sleep, so I apologize in advance if it's trash.

(spoiler alert: It is trash)

Enjoy!

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"Get your butt out of my face!"

Yoongi's frustrated voice broke through the thick forest that surrounded you, his hands trying to push you away desperately as his body pressed against your own.

You rolled your eyes, trying to wiggle away from him, to no avail.

"Get your hand off my boob!" You countered, tone dripping in annoyance.

"I literally cannot move any part of my body!" He popped.

"Then what makes you think I can!?"

The two of you had been like that for a while now. Bickering back and forth, sending each other hard glares and stern looks as you all hung from the tree's high branch.

You'd been stuck there for close to an hour, wiggling around trying to find a way to ease the uncomfortable positions you were all stuck in. You were pressed against each other, bodies molding together against your will.

The hot sun shone down on you through the trees, which only served to fuel your annoyance.

You were beginning to grow claustrophobic. You hated being this close to anyone...even if they were your closest friends...well, your closest friends...and Yoongi.

You were hot.

You were uncomfortable.

And you were frustrated.

"Hoseok, you're elbow is digging into my side." Jin complained, groaning in annoyance.

The now orange-haired man rolled his eyes, trying to move his elbow away from the older male. His sudden movement caused the net to shift slightly, causing your body to push forwards against your will, your forehead colliding with his harshly.

The both of you groaned in pain, your eyes squeezing shut.

The sudden change of position had cause you to roll on top of him, your body laying limply on him, fingers gripping the thick rope of the net. Yoongi was now on top of you, his chest pressing against your back as his hands struggled to find something to grab in order to steady himself. Seokjin was now underneath Hoseok, his previous situation now much worse than before.

There you were.

Sandwiched between three attractive men, all of you piled up like dominoes.

Three sets of hands were grabbing at you in an attempt to find some sort of stability in the unsafe situation in which you currently found yourself.

Jin moaned in discomfort from the bottom of the pile.

"You guys are heavy."

Hoseok huffed out, trying to steady his breathing after your sudden impact had knocked the wind out of him.

"At least my elbow isn't in your face anymore."

You frowned.

"We need to fix this." You stated.

You wiggled your body slightly, trying to adjust your uncomfortable position. Yoongi was heavy and he was currently crushing you with his body weight. There had to be a way that all of you could be comfortable at least for a few moments.

A soft sound of annoyance left your parted lips as you moved your hips forwards, attempting to roll off of the man beneath you.

A soft gasp left Hoseok's lips at your movements, his hands reaching up and gripping your hips tightly.

Your brows furrowed at his actions.

Were you hurting him? He was probably just as uncomfortable as you were...

"Sorry." You croaked, wiggling your body even more ferociously than before, trying to get off of him in order to prevent any further damage.

He inhaled sharply, his death grip on your hips tightening even further as his eyes squeezed shut, his adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed hard.

"Y/n," He husked. "Stop. Moving."

You frowned in confusion.

"Why? I'm trying to get off of-"

"Just- Just stop wiggling so much." His voice sounded pained as he spoke to you, words coming out breathy and soft.

You blinked a few times, mind struggling to comprehend his sudden change of mood....then it hit you.

You face turned a deep shade of scarlet, eyes widening in realization as you slowly stilled your body.

You weren't exactly sure what you were supposed to do in this situation...You were literally hanging about ten feet off the ground, trapped in a net with three men and now one of them....is a little bit too excited.

You leaned forward awkwardly, lowering your voice so the others wouldn't hear.

"I-I'm sorry, Hobi....I didn't-"

He shook his head, orange hair falling over his closed eyes.

"Stop talking." He squeaked. "You're not making the situation any better by whispering in my ear."

You swallowed hard, nodding your head as you tried your best to focus on something else-anything else than the man beneath you.

"This is all your fault, ya know." Yoongi stated from the top of the pile, directing his cold tone to his brother.

"How was I supposed to know that there was a trap?!" Jin countered from beneath all of you.

Yoongi rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Maybe you should check your surroundings before you just stomp on a trip wire."

Jin's eyes widened at his words.

"Stomp- I didn't stomp on anything! I was walking!"

The black-haired male, nodded sarcastically.

"You should've just stayed calm! We're only in this mess because you decided to freak out over a stupid, little spider!"

"It could have been poisonous!" Jin argued loudly.

Yoongi raised an eyebrow.

"The chances of it being poisonous are slim to none. You're just a baby." He muttered.

A dramatic gasp escaped Jin's lips.

Dear god.

Here we go.

"A baby?!" He repeated. "I am not a baby, Min Yoongi! I just didn't want my face to get bitten by a deadly creature!"

The younger male scoffed in response, his eyes rolling.

"It would have been an improvement."

Uh-oh.

"That is it!" Jin snapped.

You gasped loudly as he moved underneath Hoseok violently, his arms trying to reach his younger sibling in order to harm him in some physical way. Jin thought nothing of how his actions ma have effected the you and Hoseok, he was simply caught up in his mission to kill Min Yoongi.

What he didn't realize was that with every single movement he made, his body pushed against Hoseok's which, in turn, caused Hoseok's body to push against yours every time Jin moved.

Hoseok let out a small gasp, his eyes never once opening as his body was continuously pushed into you over and over again.

You bit your lip, trying to be as still as possible...You didn't want to make a scene out of this....the last thing you wanted was for Hoseok to be embarrassed by the situation that had now flown way out of control.

You could feel him now. All of him.

And that wasn't helping anything at all.

Sweat had begun to form on his forehead, his mouth hanging open as his chest heaved uncomfortably.

The two quarreling siblings had absolutely no idea of the havoc they were currently wreaking, their minds only being focused on causing each other bodily harm.

Yoongi would try to hit Jin, causing your body to push into Hoseok's while Jin would try to hit Yoongi, causing Hoseok's body to push into yours.

The two of you were in a seriously bad place.

If they kept this up...things could get extremely messy.

"G-Guys, stop." You croaked, face still a deep shade of red. "You're gonna make us fall."

"He started it!" Jin reasoned, trying to once again hit his brother.

Yoongi scoffed.

"I would finish it too, if we weren't in this stupid net!"

"You little-"

"Well, what do we have here?"

All movement froze at the unfamiliar voice that filled your ears, your eyes beginning to search around for the source.

All of you went silent as a young man came into your line of sight.

His chestnut hair shined underneath the rays of the midday sun, green eyes sparkling with amusement as he stared up at you.

His features were soft and delicate. His skin was smooth and dark like caramel. His clothes were odd and mid evil in fashion, outfit consisting of a thin, cream-colored shirt, brown, leather pants and black boots.

A sword hung from the belt that hung from his hips a small knife resting beside of it.

"Hey, man." Yoongi's voice broke the tense silence. "Do you think you can let us down? We've been hanging here forever."

The man chuckled, unsheathing his small knife and walking over to the thick rope that held everything together. He placed the blade on the rope, sawing through it until it snapped in half.

You all came plummeting down, each one of you landing on the ground with a loud "thump".

Groans of pain erupted from your small group. All of you silently cursing.

You gripped your now aching back, before slowly sitting up, your butt stinging from the harsh impact.

He couldn't have been a little more gentle?

Geez. 

"Actually," The man started with a smirk, placing his knife back on his belt. "You've been hanging there for forty-five minutes."

Your brows furrowed at his words, confusion etching your features.

"How did you-?"

"I've been watching you since you all woke up." He interrupted, his green eyes watching with piqued interest as you stood up.

Seokjin let out a huff of frustration, not liking the way that this stranger was eyeing you.

"Why didn't you let us out sooner, then?" He snapped. "It was hell up there!"

The young man shrugged his shoulders, gaze never leaving you as he licked his lips.

"Your conversation interested me." He muttered distractedly, taking a step towards you. "But I don't think I'm interested in that anymore. Something else has caught my attention."

You were oblivious to the hunter's heated gaze that was currently drinking in every part of you, your mind solely concerned with stretching yourself out, after all, being cramped up against three men for forty-five minutes wasn't exactly good for your spine.

Jin nudged Yoongi's shoulder, causing the younger to look at him with raised brows, confusion covering his face.

"What?" He asked annoyance lacing his tone.

The blue-haired male, motioned to the handsome stranger that was now shamelessly checking you out, watching as you stretched your arms above your head, which caused your white tee shirt to raise slightly, revealing your bare hips.

Yoongi's eyes hardened instantly, his brows crashing together as he moved his body into motion.

He stood in front of you, shielding you from the stranger's heated gaze as he crossed his arms over his chest defensively.

The young man raised an eyebrow in amusement, clearly enjoying how protective Yoongi was being over you.

"So that's the way it's going to be." He mumbled to himself before outstretching his head. "My name is Namjoon. Kim Namjoon."

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, not moving a single inch.

"Yoongi." He muttered.

"And I'm Hoseok." The orange-haired male spoke from behind.

Namjoon turned around to face him.

"Ah, the archer. Welcome." He smiled widely before wrapping Hoseok up in a tight embrace. "These wood have been empty without you, my friend."

Hoseok's eyebrows crashed together at his words and actions.

This man was clearly insane.

"Archer?" Hoseok repeated quietly.

Namjoon nodded, pulling away from the embrace.

"I have so many things to tell you- all of you." He stated, his eyes trailing down fro a brief moment before he continued. "But, if I were you..."

He pointed down, lowering his voice to a whisper.

"I'd take care of your "little problem" first."