𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝟐 | 𝐟𝐢𝐧.

BTS (pt 4)

so i edited the last two parts, you can re read if you please. in other news, this series will go to the end of the book so we can start fresh for book three!

PART FOUR OF ALL BOYS

The boys don't put down their phones, even when you're standing right in front of them, a scowl that would make Yoongi proud aimed menacingly at them.

"Uh, hey there," the first guy mutters, lowering his phone to the tiniest margin. You follow the device with your eyes, gagging when you realise that he's now got the perfect chance to take photos up your skirt. You pick the phone out from his hand and throw it on the floor, stomping your foot onto it.

You pick up the mess you made and hand it over to him. "Don't ever take photos of me again, got it?"

The other boys nod, showing you that they've deleted the photos before shoving their phone in their pockets, out of your reach. The poor soul with his now smashed phone breaking into smaller pieces in his hands gives you a sour look.

"You bitch! How fucking dare you break my phone? For all we know, you're only here to get a few fucks and leave. Just like the slut you're showing yourself off to be." By now, the whole cafeteria is looking at you.

You want to say something or even slap the shit out of him but you freeze. A hand rests on your shoulder, taking you by surprise. You turn to see Jimin giving the guys a warning look.

"Don't speak to her like that. Show some fucking respect."

The guy laughs, jabbing a finger rather painfully into your chest.

"Show her respect? Bullshit!"

Before you know it, you've slapped the guy and split his lip. Jungkook grabs you by the wrist before you can exact more damage and spins you into his chest. Jin pushes past and approaches the guys.

"I see you so much as look at her and you're dead, ok? Now get to class."

The boys scramble out of the cafeteria leaving the room in silence.

"C'mon Y/N, lets go. We'll need to tell the principal."

You wordlessly allow yourself to be dragged to the office, the feel of Jungkook's hand in your own reminding you that you aren't as alone as you think you are anymore.