Bad Guy

Fuck This

Y/n's POV
Something about Jisung in that the t-shirt made my heart flutter. The way it hugged his muscles, hung just below his collarbones. Damn. Wait stop thinking like that Y/n. He hates you, you hate him. I stayed in my room for a bit watching movies until I heard a knock.
Y/n: Come in.
Minho: Hey Y/n.
Y/n: Hi Minho. He walked in and sat on my bed.
Minho: We haven't talked much so I figured why not.
Y/n: True.
Minho: So how do you like it here so far?
Y/n: It's nice. So much better than when I lived with G7.
Minho: I'm glad you like it. And about the guys, they suck at flirting so ignore them. I laughed softly and nodded.
Y/n: Thanks for the heads up. He nodded and smiled. We talked for a bit before Chan walked into my room.
Chan: Hey guys. I wanted to talk to Y/n for a bit.
Y/n: Come sit.
Minho: I'll see you guys later. Chan sat on the bed as Minho walked out.
Chan: So I know you like it here. Are the boys too annoying? I giggled.
Y/n: Nope they're perfectly fine.
Chan: Have you had a decent conversation with everyone?
Y/n: Not with Jisung. Honestly I don't think he likes me so I'm not going to talk to him.
Chan: Nonsense, Jisung likes everyone.
Y/n: Well then I guess I'm special because he really seems to not like me.
Chan: I can talk to him about it if you want.
Y/n: No thanks. I feel like that'd make him more mad at me.
Chan: Well it's not right that he doesn't like you and he hasn't even gotten to know you yet.
Y/n: I guess. Thanks for talking to me, I'm going to go out for a bit.
Chan: You're welcome and okay be safe. He walked out and I changed into some black clothes. I went outside and started to walk around. I never wear a mask because no one really knows me so I don't really care. I went inside a café I saw. It was small but cozy so I ordered a coffee and sat down. My order was called and I got it then went to sit down again. But my attention was turned to the door when the bell above it rang. What the hell is JB doing here? I walked out and down the street quickly. When I was almost "home", I felt someone grab my wrist. I turned around. Of fucking course.
JB: Hey Y/n.
Y/n: JB what are you doing here?
JB: I missed you.
Y/n: I didn't miss you. Last time I saw you, you were cutting me with a broken beer bottle.
JB: I'm sorry about that. You know I love you, baby. He said as he pushed some hair behind my ear. I smacked his hand away and pulled my wrist out of his grasp.
Y/n: You may be sorry but I don't forgive easily after everything you guys have done to me. And I'm not your baby. I kicked his dick and ran inside while he was distracted. All of the guys were sitting on the couch as I leaned back against the front door.
Minho: Y/n are you okay? I didn't say anything and nodded. He got up and came back a few seconds later with some water. Talk to us, what happened?
Y/n: I'd rather not say. I looked up at them. Jisung was looking at me worriedly but he quickly looked away when he saw me look. I drank the water and stood up. I'm fine, I promise. I went to the kitchen and leaned on the counter. Why was JB out and how did he know where I was? The trackers they had on my phone and laptop were turned off, if not destroyed. So what the hell? Wait a minute. I have a scar on my arm that I never even knew how it got there. I went to the boys quickly. I need you guys to cut my arm open.
Felix: Excuse me, what?
Y/n: Don't ask questions, just help me please. They nodded and went to the kitchen. Changbin grabbed a knife and held it to the scar.
Changbin: Are you sure about this, Y/n?
Y/n: Yes I'm sure just do it. He nodded and cut my arm. The boys watched as I winced. I gently stuck my fingers in the wound and pulled out a tracking device. Those bitches put a goddamn tracking device in me?! Hyunjin took it from me and broke it. Seungmin gently cleaned my fingers and wound then bandaged it. Guys, there's somethings I need to tell you.