Not What it Seems | BTS x Reader | Reverse Harem

Chapter 7 - Stay 🔥

"Are you deaf?" He demanded. "I said thats mine, give it back."

Frozen, I stood there engulfed in fear.

Yoongi walked over and raised his hand towards me.

Instinctively, I held my arm up to shield myself from him and turned away.

I could feel him within proximity, but surprisingly he didn't touch me.

His outreached hand went to grab my scarf, and I panicked.

"Wha- what are you doing?" I managed as he unwound the gray scarf around my neck.

It was the scarf the man gave me at the station.

"Are you seriously deaf? I told you this was mine." Yoongi scoffed a little as he easily took the scarf from my still frozen frame.

"Wh-what?" I spoke, my voice shaking.

"It's my scarf." He couldn't have said it any plainer.

"No, I got this scarf from-" Thinking back, I didn't know who I got it from.

Securing it around his neck, his lips curled into the slightest smile.

I was confused more than anything and my brain scrambled to put the pieces together.

That can't be Suga?

Why would he..? I mean how would he..?

Leaving me with my own thoughts, Yoongi walked past me. Brushing our shoulders as he headed towards the dining hall.

Not knowing how to handle this situation, I stood there frozen with a million things on my mind.

-

"Namjoon sunbae.." I called out as I knocked on the door. "Namjoon sunbae.."

After I snapped out of my confused state, I realised I still hadn't found Namjoon sunbae. I couldn't find him anywhere else, so here I was standing in front of his room.

Hearing no response I tried my luck with the door.

Easily, the door creaked open, leading me into an even darker room.

Walking in, I spotted the rapper on the bed, back towards me. The light of his phone screen shone on his face.

He didn't seem to notice me enter and stayed fixated at his screen.

As I moved closer, I noticed he was staring at a picture on his phone. It was of a women I've never seen before. She looked quite young but that picture seemed dated.

"Namjoon sunbae?" He flinched and rushed to hide his phone. His back was still towards me.

I walked around the bed to face him, before calling out again.

"Nam-"

"What are you doing here?" He demanded.

"Oh, I'm sorry I was just looking for you. Everyone's having dinner.. And you weren't there so.." I saw his face visibly soften as I explained my presence. It seem like he had snapped out of his earlier state.

"Oh.. Oh right.. Yeah, dinner.. I forgot about that.." He looked around the room, as if he could find an explanation for his absence.

"It's alright.. I'll just go back down and tell them you're here." As quickly as I turned around, Namjoon reached and grabbed my wrist, preventing me from walking away.

"Stay."

He only said one word, but it sounded like it carried so much more.

"I don't know.. I mean I haven't had dinner yet and-AHH" With one swift motion, the rapper threw me on the bed and was suddenly on top of me.

His weight resting on his elbows, he had his arms either side of my face. He was getting way too close to me, and my body was suddenly yearning for his touch.

"Please," Namjoon pleaded, his head leaning against mine, "stay."

"What are you-"

"Please, don't leave." His voice was desperate and I could have sworn I felt tears dripping onto me.

"Alright.. If it means that much to you.."

"Don't leave again, please.."

I don't know if I could handle him begging me like this. I wasn't even sure why he was acting the way he was. But I knew if anything were to happen tonight, I'd be taking advantage of him.

"I'm still here.. I haven't left sunbae.."

Without any warning, Namjoon crashed his lips on mine.

Mixed with the taste of Gin was something primal and full of anger. My longing was replaced with distress.

"Sunbae!" I muffled. "What are you-"

Silencing my voice with a more violent kiss, he was not showing any sign of stopping.

I struggled to push my hands against his chest, hoping a little space between us would stop this.

Without breaking the kiss, he pinned my arms above my head.

He slowly moved his lips down my neck and I felt his teeth digging into my flesh.

His hands left mine to trace my silhoutte, and that's when I slapped him hard across the face. His face turning in recoil.

The contact startled him and he abruptly stopped.

"Sunbae! What are you doing?!" I yelled, my palm stinging from the slap.

"This is not what I wanted."

Sttruggling out from beneath him, I stood up to leave.

Again, he grabbed my wrist clenching it with the same determination he had when he was on top of me.

I gasped as he pulled me back towards him. He moved his arms around me from behind and rested his head on my shoulder.

"Please, Ji Hye.." He breathed. ".. stay."

Ji Hye? Was that he girl he had on his phone?

"How much do I have to miss you for you to come back to me?"

I could feel him shaking, and although I had no idea why he did what he did, I couldn't help but feel sorry for him him.

I turned around inside his hug and wrapped myself around him. My arms could barely cover his broad back, and all I felt was how cold he was.

"It's alright, I'll stay.. I promise.." Squeezing him tighter I felt him exhale in relief.

Releasing me from the hug, he lead me to the bed.

"You should sleep," If anything was going to help him right now, it was rest.

He was visibly still tense, paranoid even. Worried that I'd try and leave again.

Sitting on the bed with him, I stroked his head, trying however I could to calm him down.

Slowly, he softened up and rolled over to lie beside me.

Refusing to let go of my hand, his grip forced me to lie down with him. His head was snuggled against my shoulder. He was like a puppy finally able to sleep.

I started to think about what kind of a mess I had finally gotten myself into.

But it didn't matter right now.

All I know is that he needed comfort, and he needed it from me. And in a way, after everything that's happened, I needed him too.

So we stayed there side by side, neither knowing if the other was going to be there when morning came.

What mattered was that in this moment, I was going to be there for him, and he was there for me.