This is the part two of "Fight." Requested by EVERYONE, but chimmie_ika requested a specific scenario. That really helped me since I don't really know how to continue scenarios when I don't intend for them to continue. I hope I followed your essay and created something you like!
Enjoy cherubs!
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You didn't bothering going back. You were too scared to. You didn't mean to be a burden on your friend's mom, but she didn't mind. She said you were like another daughter to her, so when you told her and your friend on the way to her house what had happened and that you were too scared to go back home, she said it was alright for you to stay. You didn't even tell your brothers that you were staying with them for another day or so, worrying them. You told your friend and her mom that you would at least tell Jin, but you were also scared to let them know, not ready to tell them what had happened at the party. When you didn't return home the next day, they were worried, and they even got a hold of your friend. Luckily, she didn't tell them and instead said that you had told her that you were going to run a few errands before you swung by another friend's house. Jin was suspicious, but instead waited for you to wait home which never happened. It had been a total of five days before you finally felt like at least trying to go home. You didn't know if you would chicken out so you told your friend to keep the front door unlocked for you.
You made a pit-stop at the park due to your nerves. You heart was pumping and you could only imagine how much trouble you could get into now. But you couldn't imagine the amount of hate that could be flowing through Jimin's veins. You hadn't spoken to him since the party and now you were afraid that keeping yourself away from him only left room for him to come with more things against you. You knew that he would blow up as soon as you stepped foot in the house.
What you didn't know at the time was that Jimin was looking for you. He wasn't hunting you down to unleash some sort of god-like fury on you, but to find his missing sister in hopes to get you back home. It was lonely without you back at home. Besides, worry that something bad had happened to you back at the party and guilt for hanging up on you only ate him up inside. What if that boy had actually done something to you? Was that why you didn't want to return home? Were you embarrassed and worried that your family wouldn't treat you the same? Jimin was determined to make sure you were okay and to welcome you back warmly.
Jimin sat down on a bench at the park and sighed. You probably no where close to where he had been looking for the past few days. But he wasn't going to give up that quickly. He was going to find you, no matter what it took.
Jimin's eyes scanned the playground and he watched as little kids ran back and forth with their friends. His eyes darted towards the jungle gym as a few small kids were having a little meeting and he smiled. He remembered when him and his siblings would frequently make trips to the park back when his parents were still alive. He looked at the swings to where you would always go and he was surprised to see a girl sitting on the one you always went to. "(Y/N) would pay her to get that swing," Jimin chuckled as he observed the girl as she remained still on the swing. He noticed the (H/L) (H/C) hair that swayed in the wind as she steadily went back forth slowly. It reminded him of what you would do when you were interested in something else like talking to a sibling or looking at things on your phone.
And he realized that the girl was his sister. It was you.
Jimin sprang up and ran towards you as fast as he could. You heard running behind you, but you dismissed it for a little kid until a body collided with you.
"You'll never believe how much I've worried about you," someone murmured as the arms wrapped around your body tightened. You realized who it was and you freaked out, wriggling yourself out of their grasp. You fell out of the swing and to the ground, looking up at Jimin who looked at you, worry in his eyes. "You probably hate me-"
Before your brother could finish, you bolted, running away as fast as you could. You didn't want him to see you. You didn't want to be alone when he went off on you. Sure, he was acting like he was worried, but you knew it would turn it all around and start yelling at you. So ran off, leaving a dumbfounded brother to only stare at you as you disappeared into the crowded sidewalk.
You found your way home rather quickly, retracing the steps you would take to get back home after school. You didn't want to go back home, but your legs carried you there as you weaved yourself through all the foot-traffic. It didn't take long for you to find yourself bounding down the pavement of your street. You threw yourself on the door and opened it, welcoming the scent of vanilla bean and bread into your airways. You saw someone on the couch stand up, uttering words of amazement that you somehow found your way back home after these several days. You ran towards them, falling into their embrace in a teary heap.
Yoongi rubbed your back with his hand, asking you several questions. "Where have you been? What were you doing? Are you okay? What's the matter? You're back home, so what's troubling you so?" He tried to calm you down, carressing your hair as you sobbed into his chest. You didn't want to leave his embrace. You know of the soft spot the second oldest for you and he took your side all the time. You didn't want to leave this hug and be left to face everything on your own.
The door flew open again and you it close before footsteps slowly crept their way towards you. The silence was unbearable as you felt some sort of silent language being spoken between Yoongi and whoever had walked in. You felt your brother nod his head and soon another pair of arms wrapped around you, sandwiching you between him and your brother. You recognized the blonde hair in the corner of your eye and you internally sighed as you told yourself that you couldn't run anymore.
More footsteps were heard. "Hey, it's (Y/N)," you heard Jungkook say.
"(Y/N)'s back!" Namjoon cheered and soon it was a big group hug of all your siblings, you in the very middle.
"I'm sorry," Jimin was muttering. "I'm sorry. I love you. I'm sorry. You're my sister... I was so stupid to hang up, I'm sorry. I love you, sis. I love you."
"I'm sorry, too," you would murmur back, crying even more. "I suck."
"I hope not," Taehyung snipped, making a few siblings laugh or smile. "Leave that to the girl that invited all those perverts to her party."
"Oof," Hoseok giggled. "Shots fired."
The hug broke up and you were left to face your siblings as you wiped at your tears.
"I still sense some tensions," Jin said, grinning warmly as his sister. "Why don't you two go out back and talk it out? The cookies I baked are still in the oven and should be done soon."
"Jin doesn't stress eat," Jungkook chuckled. "He stress bakes."
Namjoon nodded. "There's cupcakes and brownies already in there." (While writing this, I accidentally wrote "cumcakes" someone kill me)
Jin crossed his arms, pouting. "I can't help it."
You and Jimin walked awkwardly out the back door and once the door shut, Jimin enveloped you into a tight hug. "I'm sorry, (Y/N). I don't know I hung up. I just... I wanted to protect you and then you went anyways. I didn't know how to react."
"I was stupid for going," you said. "I'm sorry for disappointing you."
"You could never disappoint me," he cooed. "But... that guy didn't touch you, did he?"
You shook your head. "I don't know what happened to him but I found (Y/Friend/N) and asked if we could leave."
"Thank goodness," he sighed, relieved. "I felt so guilty for hanging up after I did it. My mind didn't understand what you were saying when you told me, but as soon as I hung up, I realized what type of danger you were in. I thought you didn't come home because you would be embarrassed that he... that you weren't 'pure' anymore, I guess. And there would be no reason to be."
You nodded. "I was scared of what you would say or do."
Jimin smiled at you. "Nothing except hug you, sis. I'm glad you're back home. I don't know what I would've done if you stayed gone for another day."
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