I gasped and woke up. My hair was sticking into my forehead because of sweating. It was a terrible dream. A man kept chasing me with his knife. I kept running, running till tripped and fell down. As he stabbed me with his knife , I woke up.

The light sun rays beamed at me. It was still the crack of dawn. I didn't feel like drifting to sleep again.

" I'll just get ready for the day. Wonder if they are sending me to school today?" I took a shower being careful not to wet my arm. Yesterday I couldn't roam anywhere so I thought of taking a look around the house. My eyes were all red and puffy because of crying all night. I was hoping that anyone won't notice that.

Soon I headed downstairs. There were so many rooms. I wonder who is in which. But I didn't dare to peek into their rooms cause I didn't want to see one of them in their underwears again. I silently made my way to the living room.

Looks like no one is up yet,

I felt a chill while standing there all alone in the empty room. I rubbed my hands together and puffed to warm myself. I plopped on the cushioned sofa and closend my legs to me. Since I didn't have anything specific at that moment, I started scrolling my phone. In a while I heard an unclear sound from far away. Putting my phone aside, I paid attention to it. Soon, I realized that it was a thumping sound.

Are they beating someone?

I followed the sound. It led me to a room in the far corner. Pressing my ear on the door I tried to recognise the source of the sound. The thud sounds were louder and very clear as I nigh on the door. Someone was panting heavily. It sounds like whoever there was beating something, some object, like punching a bag.

The door wasn't locked from inside. I opened it and peered in. Jimin was standing infront of a huge boxing bag, wearing a skinny singlet which made his slender body look even more slim. He was punching a boxing bag like he was facing his worst enemy, like there was no tomorrow.

He was sweating so much. His hair was sticking to his forehead with the sweat tickling down from sides. I saw the butterfly mark on his uncovered arm. The other tattoos were tracing keeping that mark in the center. It's beautiful, he look sexy. I ambled towards him, closing the door without making him bother.

His head swilled towards my direction as he sensed my presence. Ok y/n! Do not act weirdly, wait is that even possible?

"Hey!" I greeted and grinned at him. But he again started punching acting as he didn't hear me. I slightly snorted with the ignorance. I thought we are done over the matter. Come on,  I quietly watched him training.

After throwing some punches his curved fist clouted the bag, making it rip from side. A cloud of dust flurried as a result. I watched it with my mouth opened wide, literally stunned by his movement.

Wow, he's amazing.

Jimin's head rested on the torn bag. He started panting heavily. He once again banged his fist with frustration and buried his face in his arms.

Is he ok? Is something bothering him?

His bare hands were covered with pieces of white clothing instead of boxing gloves. I could see the gloves lying on the floor next to him. He was vigorous, he was strong. But I could sense the pain vibrating through his aura. After a moment he heaved a sigh and turned to me.

"You know what?"

" Yeah,what is it ?" I tried to speak appropriately as possible. He looked calm and deep, like he was trying to convince himself about something, he kept nibbling. He talked to me and let out a chuckle.

"I imagined this bag was someone and started punching it so hard " he let go of the torn punching bag and trudged near me while unwrapping his white bandages. I bit my lip with a somewhat worry developing inside me.

" By any chance is that someone me?"  He might want to punch me like that for real now, and I'm right in front of him.

He suddenly started laughing.

"Why would I bother to punch that heavy bag when I could punch you for real? It'll be way more fun than punching that thing "

An evil smirk appeared on his face. I inched away from him, getting ready to leap out from the room the moment he tries to do something triggering.

"I'm just kidding. I'm not gonna waste my energy on a weak thing like you" he snickered. I sighed in relief. But wait,

Yah..did he say I'm weak?

" I'm not weak as you think I am"

My eyebrows cocked arrogantly along with a challenging smirk.

" Oh yeah? How about we have a good fight? Right here, right now?"  He again started wrapping his halfway peeled clothing on his hand.

I gulped hard looking at his strong body. I'm gonna end up in hospital if I get flattened by him. His face was covered with a sneer grin.

" Thank you for the offer but maybe another day? I have  to school now. See ya then!" I brought up a silly excuse, trying to escape his challenge.

" You silly boy!" He again laughed at my immature act and wrapped his arms around my neck to ruffled my hair playfully, pressing me to his body, acting like a big brother who's teasing his youngster. But the problem right now is that I'm a girl and he's driving me crazy from his act. My mind was screaming from inside wanting to get away from his grasp.

Can I just- Fuck!What the hell am I thinking?

"Let's go. Others must be up by now"  He loosened his grip but his hand still remained around my shoulders.

Orange striped brown hair of his was sticking to his face. His hand is still around me. I tried to come with a topic to change the crazy vibes inside me.

"By the way, you didn't tell me who was 'someone?" Jimin's face was obscured by my question. His jaws clenched together while his hand slowly slid away from me. Damn Y/n, there you go again.

" I rather not talk about him, I feel much better now"

"I'm sorry if I said something not cool" I was kind of taken back from what I asked him.

"It's ok. It's just... I'll tell you one day Yeong Seok-ah"  I'm was getting used to my fake name. Well, it somehow suits me better in someway. We both stepped to the kitchen where others were already gathered. This time Namjoon and Hoseok were missing. God knows where these men disappear.

Jin was cooking something wearing a white aprain hugging his perfect tall body. He looked so professional, looked like a chef in a real restaurant.

Boy I wish I could marry him..

Taehyung,Jungkook and Yoongi were chatting on the counter. Luckily Taehyung was wearing clothes this time and I didn't have to stalk my heart with a shock once again. Taehyung grinned widely at me as he saw me, presenting his pearly teeth and reflecting a bright gaze.

Wait can I marry more than one?

All this time was I sharing the same planet as them? How pathetic...

I smiled like an idiot at him acquiescing his greet. Me and Jimin, both walked towards the others. From the way Jin sighed in relief, I could see that he was relived seeing me and Jimin not brickering again as usual.

Yoongi was sipping his coffee, stuck his face on the screen of his phone not even taking his eyes off it. Jungkook, as usual just pretends that I'm not there and continued his chat with Taehyung.

What a heartless jerk.

"Yah, Jimin-ah, You look so hot " Taehyung commented while shooting a smirk at him. So this is an usual fact around here huh. But Jimin rolled his eyes at him.

"Shut up Tae, and why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be somewhere else?" Jimin took a seat next to Yoongi who looked so busy scanning the phone screen while I too took a seat near him.

"It's already taken care of. Yeong Seok-ah, how's your wound?" He flickered his tongue at licked his silver colour lip ring while giving me willies from inside.

Some one just go and arrange my funeral please.

"It's getting better now I guess, I can use my arm like before now" I replied to him earning another boxy smile from him as a treat.

"Good,maybe we can hang out together today. I'm all free today" He wiggled his eyebrows making me wanting more and more to join him. I wonder what he actually meant by hanging out though. Is it a normal guy hangout or something like kidnapping someone and torturing him? Whatever it is I'm in. But Jin broke in to the conversation not letting me answer him.

"He has to go to school today" he huffed at both of us.

Cammon eomma Jin!. How can school be important than hanging out with Taehyung.

"And you are coming with me. We got some work to do" Jimin glanced at Taehyung. He gleefully jogged at the other guy.

" I'll do anything with you my soulmate" he clung in to Jimin. This guy is like a little kid sometimes. He screeched and let go of with the sudden sensation.

"Aaa...You are so wet!"

Jimin smirked at him and turned towards Jungkook who didn't join their conversation at all

" So, Kook, that means you are going to school today right?" I almost forgot we are in the same class. I remembered it only when Jimin asked him about it.

" No hyung, I have some work" The black haired answered him. I wanted him to come, and same moment not to I didn't wanted him to join me.

"You are going to school Jeon Jungkook! I can take care of it. It's not good to be absent for too many days" Jin places a pot on the counter. He removed his gloves and sits near him while glancing at the youngest.

" But Jin hyung..." Jungkook whines.

"No buts! You two eat and get ready for school. I'll drive you there"

Jin gave me my bowl of rice shutting down the frowned faced guy. Jungkook gave up and started eating super fast as he could.

Yet, another drama was about to start.

Y'all....I'm tired.

But because of your inspiration it suddenly vanishes.

Thank you so much everyone ❤️✨

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