Buttons {BTSxReader}

Chapter Thirteen

"Am I missing something?" You said. "I have never spoken to you in my life."

The black-haired man nodded.

"I know." He stated. "We have never spoken, but that doesn't mean that I don't know you...I've known you since you came here all those years ago..."

You took another step back.

This man was beginning to sound like a creep.

"Wh-What are you talking about?"

Namjoon continued to advance towards you.

"You helped me get out of that place. You helped me get away from my brother." He said. "And now I am going to do the same for you."

You shivered as your back hit the wall, shoulders tensing.

"You sound insane." You deadpanned.

Namjoon hummed, bringing his hand up to cup your cheek, his eyes scanning your features.

"He hurt you."

Your eyes widened at that, body flinching as Namjoon's thumb brushed over the small cut on your cheek that you had received last night.

You shook your head.

"I scratched myself in my sleep." You tried to explain.

He shook his head, eyes boring into yours.

"They're not dreams." He deadpanned. "My brother is real and he's dangerous...he is the one that did this to you.."

Images of the other version of your ex boyfriend flashed in your mind, causing your heart to drop in your chest, tears beginning to blur your vision as a familiar since of terror washed over you, eyes glancing over the bruises that had appeared on your wrists the night prior.

"How-How do you know-"

"Do not be afraid, Y/n." He said. "I will not let him hurt you....that's why I brought back here last night.."

You swallowed hard.

"I-I don't-"

"Y/n?"

Your body jumped as the sound of Jimin's voice floated to your ears, eyes snapping to the staircase.

Jimin walked down the stairs, his eyebrows furrowed beneath his thick-rimmed glasses as he took in your intimate position with the strange man in front of you.

You cleared, pushing Namjoon away from you.

"This-This is Taehyung's frien-"

"Kim Namjoon." The black-haired man interrupted, extending his hand out to the blond.

Jimin eyed his hand oddly, gaze moving to yours.

"Why is he here?" He asked, pushing past the stranger.

You sighed, running a hand through your hair.

"Taehyung said he needed some place to stay," You said. "So, I said he could sleep here for a while."

Jimin's eyes widened slightly.

"Seriously?" He asked.

You nodded.

Jimin frowned, pushing past Namjoon and walking towards you, motioning for you to follow him into the kitchen.

You followed behind him slowly, mentally preparing yourself for whatever argument you were about to have.

"I already know what you're going to say." You breathed.

Jimin furrowed his brows.

"Then you know how ridiculous this is?" He asked. "You don't know this man. He could be a pervert for all you know."

Your shoulders slumped, head shaking.

"Taehyung said he was a good guy-"

"You've only known Taehyung for a week." Jimin interjected. "You can't just take his word as truth."

"I trust him." You stated defiantly. "And it's my decision."

He sighed heavily, running his hand through his blond locks.

"I know." He stated. "I just want you to be safe. I won't...I won't be here to stop him if he tries anything..."

You nodded in understanding.

"I have the neighbors on speed dial." You explained. "If he tries anything, I'll just ask them to come and kick him out."

Jimin bit his lip, glancing down to stare at the floor.

"Maybe I should just stay a few mor-"

"No." You interrupted.

Jimin's eyes saddened, expression falling.

"Why not?" He asked. "It would only be until he leaves. I just want to make sure your safe...Especially if your nightmares are beginning to come back-"

"Jimin, please." You breathed, glancing up at him.

He frowned, opening his mouth to speak, only to be cut off.

"He should stay."

Your eyes snapped up to Namjoon, watching as he entered the kitchen.

"Were you-"

"I'm not planning to hurt you," Namjoon reasoned, glancing at you. "But, Jimin will help with your nightmares...he's the only thing that can pull you out of the other wo-"

"Okay!" You interrupted, clapping your hand over Namjoon's mouth, eyes widening.

Jimin's eyebrows furrowed at your actions, arms crossing over his chest.

"What is he talking about?" He asked.

You shook your head, feigning innocence.

"I have no idea." You lied. "Taehyung said he has a big imagination."

Jimin's eyes narrowed.

"Right."

You frowned, looking back towards Namjoon.

Either this man was crazy,

Or he was a genius.

A/N,

YES NAMJOON. HAS. ENTERED. THE. CHAT.

BOOM.

YOU'RE WELCOME.

OKAY, I CAN'T STOP SCREAMING

BYEEEEEEE

I LOVE YOU!

-Max