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Drunken Slurs - Sehun One Shot

Summary: You know what they say, drunk sayings are sober thoughts and you soon found this to be true when Sehun decided to let his words slur together as you race to take care of his intoxicated state. 

Warning: Angst. Fluff

Admin: Ana

Word count: 2.4k

Requests: Open

You couldn’t help but let the tears fall as you watched the events take place in front of you. Your heart clenched as the words slipped from Ryan Gosling's mouth, confessing his love to Rachel McAdams as she stared at him with love in her eyes. You don’t know why you had decided to torture yourself with a sappy love movie when you yourself are trying your best to get over a broken heart. Maybe this was your way of coping, trying to make the world turn a bit faster as you tried to live out your sadness through fictional characters, in hopes that you will also find your happy ending.

You looked over at your phone, the time reading a little past 10. You hadn’t realized that you had spent another day, drowning in your own self-pity, hoping that you would hear the familiar knock on your door, opening it and embracing his warm hug. It was silly, completely childish of you to think so drastically.

You felt as if you haven’t slept in ages, tossing and turning throughout the night. It wasn’t the same without him there to hold you close to his chest, keeping you safe from the outside world. It was a ridiculous need that you had grown accustomed to and yearned for once more but you knew that it wasn’t ideal. You had to control this sadness, get yourself under control because you knew he wasn’t going to come back. His words were harsh and demeaning, digging deep and down to your very core. Yet, you still let your mind wander back to his shining smile and beautiful features.

You laid there, looking up at the blank ceiling, hoping that maybe sleep would soon take over but it hadn’t and you were at a loss. The phone you had set on the bedside table started to vibrate, snapping your attention over in its direction. You pulled the phone over towards you, seeing the flashing name on the screen. “Hello?” You asked, rather confused at the late night call.

“Sorry to bug you. Y/n,” Chanyeol replied into the phone. “I hate to ask you but is there any way you can get down here? Sehun is in one of his raging moods and Baekhyun and I can’t seem to calm him down this time.” You were quick to jump out of bed, rushing over to your closet where you pulled your hoodie off of your hanger. “He’s already busted a hole in the wall.”

“How much did he have to drink?” you asked, struggling to put your shoes on while you balanced your phone between your shoulder and your ear. You could faintly hear Baekhyun try to answer to question in the distance but couldn’t quite make it out.

“I don’t know. There was an empty bottle on the ground when we got home and that was after we found out he was at the bar earlier tonight.”

“Damn it,” you cursed under your breath. “I’ll be there soon. Be careful.” You were quick to hang up, rushing out of your apartment. Your heart ached for Sehun, knowing that he was a very aggressive drunk. He was bad at pacing himself when it came to his emotions and even though he was the one who had ended it between the two of you, you could tell he was in pain. After being in a relationship with someone for more than a year, you don’t just lose that person. You gain a new feeling when you associate anything that involves that person, feeling the pain in your chest when you think of the first time you kissed or the first time you held their hand. It’s no longer a feeling you miss it’s a feeling that hurts and you know exactly what it’s like to feel this way.

You pulled up to the house, quickly rushing out of your car and up the steps to the front door. Chanyeol and Baekhyun sat outside on the patio, awaiting your arrival. Chanyeol hopped up from his chair, greeting you with a small hug. “Where is he?” You asked, looking up at the tall boy who had grown rather concerned for his friend.

“He’s in his room,” Chanyeol let out a deep sigh, guiding you into the house. The living area was destroyed, pillows strung across the room, plants knocked over. You could see the anger just fill the room as you looked around, avoiding broken glass. “Do you want one of us to come with you?” Chanyeol called out after you as you made your way up the stairs.

“It’s best if you don’t,” you stopped him from coming up the steps. “I’ll be okay.” Chanyeol gave you a worried look before nodding and backing off so you could approach Sehun’s room alone.

Your heart began to race as you approached the door, unknowing of what was waiting for you behind it. You hadn’t talked to Sehun in over two weeks, this was going to be the first time you had seen him since he left you behind in the dark.

You gently knocked on the door, hearing an angry Sehun scream from behind it asking who it was. “Sehun?” you whispered softly. “Sehun it’s me.” You heard shuffling come from the other side, soon to have the door crack open enough for you to slide in. You closed the door behind you, taking in a deep breath before turning around and facing the man you still loved. When you turned around, Sehun sat on the end of his bed, head hung low as his drunken body swayed a little. You kept your distance from him, trying your best to give him his space.

“What do you want?” Sehun spat, looking up at you.

“You drank too much,” you said, trying not to overstep any boundaries. “The boys were worried.”

“How can you come back here after I did such an awful thing to you?” He questioned, trying his best to make eye contact with you. “I did something… So awful and yet here you are. Standing in my room.”

“You did do something awful,” you agreed. “You broke my heart but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you, Sehun.” His eyes were filled with sorrow, trying to understand why you had come all the way to help him in his messy state. You, yourself, were confused as to why you had decided to take time out of your night to come to his rescue after all he had done and said to you.

“You’re an idiot for loving a man like me,” he slurred, letting his head lay low once more. You shook your head, walking over towards him, placing a hand on his shoulder and giving it a small squeeze.

“I may be an idiot but I’m not the one who punched a hole in the wall,” you joked pointing to the fist-sized gape in the middle of his wall. He let a small smile drape across his lips as he looked from the hole over in your direction. “Let’s get you cleaned up and into bed.” He nodded, letting you walk over to his dresser and grab him a pair of clean clothes. He quickly changed out of the tight jeans and into a pair of sweats, crawling into his bed that you had made up for him. “Be more careful, please.” You said, placing a hand on the blanket that covered his body. It pained you to see him like this, in this state. You knew it was because of his mistakes, knowing that he had really beaten himself up for it.

You were about to leave his side when he quickly grabbed your arm, pulling you down to his level. “Stay with me?” You could barely see his face through the small slit of light that came from the crack under the door. You were almost reluctant to his plead but gave in, sliding into his arms. It was a familiar feeling you had missed so much. He breath lingered of alcohol but that didn’t really matter to you as you snuggled yourself into his chest. He pressed his chapped lips against your forehead before resting his head on yours, your face meeting his chest.

You knew the moment would come where you would wake up and leave him again, going your separate ways once more but as for now, you enjoyed your time, letting your body get the rest it needed. You were soon woken up from one of the best nights sleep you had experienced, still being wrapped in Sehun’s arms. You tried to unravel yourself but it was no use, his strong body had taken over yours.

“Sehun,” you whispered, trying to wake him up. “Sehun wake up.” He let out a small groan, pulling you closer to his body.

“Five more minutes,” he whined, causing you to roll your eyes at his comment.

“Sehun,” you finally snapped, removing his arms from your waist. Sehun sat up slowly with you, running a hand through his messy hair. He was rather confused as he studied his surroundings.

“You’re still here?” he asked, questioning your presence in the room. “I thought you would have left.”

“I tried,” you shrugged your shoulders. “You wouldn’t exactly let me.” Sehun rubbed the sleep from his eyes, letting his head hang low as he questioned the surroundings of his room.

“I’m a mess, Y/n,” Sehun finally spoke up, breaking the silence. He looked up from his hands, staring at you, dead straight in the eye.

“You are. You need to thank Chanyeol and Baekhyun for cleaning up your mess last-”

“No,” Sehun cut you off. “I mean I’m a mess without you.” You felt your heart flutter as the words slipped from his mouth. You had only dreamt of this, living vicariously through fictional characters and their sappy love stories. Sehun looked vulnerable, trying to grip onto you with his words as he sleepily confessed himself to you. “I shouldn’t have said the things I did. I was angry, stressed, and out of place. I needed to find myself and I didn’t realize the I am myself when I’m with you.”

“Sehun, you really hurt me,” you sighed, directing your attention to your twiddling thumbs. “You said you didn’t love me…” The night he had broken up with you ran through your head like an old movie. His angry voice booming through your mind like speakers at a concert. He had said that you had been holding him back, preventing him from seeing his true capacity at life. He left your house, the words bouncing around your head like a tennis ball. “I don’t love you as much as you love me and the reason for that is you won’t let me explore who I am.” His soft, demeaning voice encrypted into your memory.

“I do love you,” he pleaded, finally getting up from his spot and stumbling over in your direction. “I love you more than anything else in this world and I was an asshole to let you go like that.”

“All I wanted was for you to be happy, Sehun,” you replied. “I wasn’t trying to hold you back.”

“I don’t know what was going through my mind at that time. I was a complete idiot.” He rested himself in front of you once more, this time his knees touching yours. He lifted his hand, moving a stray hair from your face and behind your year. “I don’t expect you to come back to me but I’m sorry for what I said.” The genuine look on his face gave you a small glimpse of hope, seeing this side of Sehun once before when he had first told you he loved you. “I wouldn’t be asking you for another chance if I wasn’t serious about you.”

You rolled your eyes at his cheesy comment, quickly attaching yourself to him. The feeling of his chapped lips against yours was captivating. You missed his touch, missed the way he lips molded perfectly with yours, missed the way his strong arms wrapped around your waist to pull you closer to him. He fell back on his bed, letting you rest your body against his as he detached himself from you. “I love you Y/n.”

“I love you too, Sehun,” you said, Sehun leaving small pecks on your mouth. You pulled away once more, looking down at him, causing him to raise an eyebrow. “Really though, you need to go and apologize to Chanyeol and Baekhyun. They were up late last night worrying about you.” Sehun leaned his head back, closing his eyes.

“You’re right,” he sighed. You hopped off of his chest, sitting down next to him as he rubbed his closed eyes. “I’m in for one hell of a hangover though.”  You shook your head, getting up from his bed and throwing him a sweatshirt.

“We’ll just go out to eat.” You left Sehun’s room, letting him get himself ready as you made your way down the stairs to see Chanyeol and Baekhyun sitting at the kitchen counter.

“Good god you had us worried all night, Y/n,” Chanyeol said, getting up from his spot and rushing over to you. “Are you okay? Is he okay? Are you guys okay?”

“Chanyeol,” you stopped him, preventing him from going into his concerned rambling state.  “He’s fine.”

“Are you guys, like…” Baekhyun was soon cut off when Sehun made his way into the kitchen, his hood covering his hair. He walked over to you, wrapping an arm around your waist and placing a small kiss on your forehead. “Nevermind. That answered my question.”

“Let’s get some breakfast. On me,” Sehun said, placing his wallet and his keys in his sweatpants pockets. “For being an asshole last night.”

“Damn right, you’re paying,” Chanyeol said, pulling his jacket on over his hoodie. You just shook your head, laughing at Chanyeol’s reaction to Sehun’s offer. Baekhyun and Chanyeol raced out the door, fighting about who got shotgun, only to have Sehun yell that it was your spot for the taking. You stood in the doorway, waiting for Sehun to grab his things as the other two boys waiting in the back seat of Sehun’s car. Sehun pulled at your arm, hiding you away from the sight of the car, pulling you into his warm embrace once more. You looked up at his goofy smile, having him lean down and kiss your mouth gently.

“Thank you for coming back.”

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Every Lie : ??? AU

Part 1//Part 2//Part 3

Part 3

Summary: SeokJin was a beautiful being, secretly you’d always wanted to meet him. That wish was ruined when it finally came true.

Group(s): BTS, GOT7

Warning:  Slight Angst. Possible Fluff. Mystery

Admin: Blue

Word count: 1.8K

Requests: Open

Jackson patted your shoulder one last time before walking back toward the other boys. You let out a deep sigh and clutched CoCo to your chest again. Stuff was starting to make since now, but what else could Mark be hiding from you? If he kept his having dated Jin a secret from you what else could and would he keep from you? What was he still keeping from you? No doubt Jackson didn't tell you the WHOLE story. Of course that wouldn't be all with a gang involved. You groaned and laid back on the bed. The other six boys were horsing around. You wondered how long you'd be here, granted you knew it was for your own safety you were worried about school. Jackson glanced over at you, he sighed and looked to the rest of the boys. "They're having trouble processing this whole thing." Yugyeom cranes his neck looking toward you and then back to Jackson. "I don't blame em. Can you imagine? They're close with Mark right? Imagine finding out your friend not only dated Jin but was involved in his gang. Said gang being bad news." Jackson nodded, "You're right Yugyeom. I'd be in shock too."Jackson let his mind wander as he slipped away from the other guys. He knew about Mark's attraction to you. He knew Mark was practically in love with you, and he knew that was part of him breaking things off with Jin. Of course he wouldn't tell you that part, he didn't lie though. Stuff was getting out of hand and Mark wanted out. Bangtan became too violent for his tastes, Jackson wasn't sure what even attracted Mark to any of that scene. He sighed again. He glances to you and began walking back over. Once close he stopped when he saw you curled with the stuffed animal and shallow breathing. You were asleep. He smiled to himself. And lifted the blanket setting it over you. Every one of the other boys knew it always got very cold here at night. He walks toward his bed. "Headin to bed Jackson??" Jb calls in question. "Nah, just need to relax a little." He smiled and sat on the edge. He grabbed a large spiral. He used this as a journal of sorts to document the goings on of things that went on here. Of course he needed to add your arrival to the day along with Bambam's idiotic as always remarks. Mark sighed as he made his way back home. How could he have been so stupid? How could he have gotten you involved in all of this. He knew Jin he knew he would find you again. Even if it was just you leaving Playground for a small time. Jin would find you,'or Hobi or Tae. He honestly didn't know what was worse. As he laid back on his bed he let his mind fill with thoughts of you. He did love you. You were the main reason he left Jin. Though he would never admit it, especially not to Jackson. Truth was he has feelings for you before even things with Jin started. He figured you'd never be interested in him, so he pushed it all aside and when he met Jin he hoped to find the happiness in him he couldn't have from you. Granted he knew that was fucked up, he knew when he first got together with Jin that he was basically using him to find happiness but it changed to legit feelings at some point. He loved watching Jin when he worked he loved the little things he did. The way his eye twitches when he was hungry, the way his lips formed the perfect pout. He shook his head. He hated this. He shouldn't be thinking of Jin so fondly. As attractive and sweet as he could be Jin was still a ducked up man. He sighed and let sleep overtake him slowly. You slept that night but not well, nightmares of the new information about your best friend plagued your dreams. You jolted awake in the middle of the night and looked around. Your eyes caught onto jinyoungs who smiled, "Nightmares? It's ok we all get them." He sighed and laid back down. This was crazy you didn't to get out of this, you shouldn't have been involved in this. You made up Your mind in the morning you'd leave. You opened your eyes and sighed, good everyone else was still asleep. It was time for you to leave. You packed your things back up making sure to grab CoCo. Jackson sat up in his bed just as you grabbed the door handle, "Where are you going?" He asked. You bit down on your lip. "Jackson I can't do this." "If you leave Jin will find you." You roll your eyes, " I don't care anymore if he does he does I can tell him honestly I don't know where Mark is." Jackson rolls his eyes, he wasn't going to keep you here not against your will. He would, however, tell Mark you were leaving. You left the house without looking back adjusting the bag on your shoulder. You sighed and started to trudge back to your place. Once you made it back you sighed and headed straight to the kitchen immediately making yourself a drink. Alcoholic of course you needed something to take the edge off. You leaned back on your couch and sighed sipping the drink your mixed. It was a simple mix of vodka and sprite with crushed ice. You closed your eyes relaxing.

 Mark answered his phone his eyes almost bulging from his face. "They left? Why did you let them??" He started to throw on some shoes quickly. "Mark, I'm sorry they just didn't want to be here I'm not keeping them here." Mark groaned and hung up his phone. He felt the terror engulf him, he knew Jin would find you in this short time. Your face flashed across his mind and he bit his lip the most beautiful person he has ever met. He immediately ran to you apartment he wanted to make sure you were safe.

 A knock on your door surprised you and pulled you up off the couch. You Headed to the door and were greeted with a cute nose freckle.   His deep voice broke your concentration and you looked to him confused. "Tae right? What are you doing here?" You ask. "Oh, I'll be honest I have no idea where mark is." You leaned on the doorframe watching his expression contort to confusion. "But he was just with you yesterday, how can you not know where he is?" He tilted his head as his deep velvety voice rang through your ears. "I just don't. I really don't. He took me somewhere yesterday and I honestly can't even remember where that even was." You weren't lying. You really couldn't remember where the safehouse was anymore. Good riddance you thought, maybe stuff would die down and you could go to class and catch up. Tae clicked his tongue. "That's not going to go over well with Jin. Anyway," he took a step toward you, "i need you to come with me. You can either come willingly and conscience or I can knock you out and carry you there." He flashed a toothy rectangle smile. You took a step back and gulped. "Um, how about neither? Neither sounds good. Tell Jin to just leave me alone I'm

Not involved in this." "But you are, being friends with mark and him protecting you makes you involved. Now just come with me. Look I'll be nice, and I don't normally do this, but I'll give you a few minutes to get some

Stuff then I'm taking you back with me either by force or willingly. The choice is yours." You bite your lip and sigh, out of the frying pan and into the fire. You had no idea at the time but that was far more true than you knew. As promised however Tae did allow you to grab some Clothes and other things you might need. You came around the corner the same bag slung over your shoulder and CoCo tucked safely in the bag. he then gripped your arm and Tugged you toward the door. What a wild ride, you thought. The past like two days had been crazy. Finding out your best friend was in a gang had dated the leader and now had somehow involved you in all this mess. You sighed and Tae lead you through back alleys of the city you never even knew existed. After what seemed like hours you were standing in front of a large modern building. It was huge and reminded you of a mansion. "Is his where y'all live?" You asked confused. Tae nodded and knocked on the door rhythmically. A pale man with dark black hair and a blank face answered. "Yeah? Y'know Tae you can't just bring in any girls you want." Tae rolled his eyes and grabbed your arm. "Yoongi, this is y/n. The one Jin has been looking for. I found them!" Yoongi arched a brow and shrugged opening the door further. Again you were greeted with boys or rather men sitting around On couches. A dusty blonde haired man with full lips and tanned skin, the man who called himself hobi, a younger looking boy with light brown hair that when he smiled resembled a rabbit, and a boy with chubbier cheeks and gray hair. "Come one chimchim!! Don't be like that!" The brown haired boy smacked the cheekier boys hand. "Shut up jungkook." The tanned man rolled his eyes and leaned back sticking some headphones in his ears. Tae pulled you up a large winding staircase, opening a large white wooden door. There he stood. The same beautiful man you'd met just the day before. His broad shoulders and perfect back turned to face you. His plump lips formed a smile. "Oh finally Tae, I'm proud of you. You did a good job." Tae smiled brightly again. "I'll head back downstairs I think Jimin was teasing jungkook and I gotta get in on that." He hopped away quickly. Jin walked toward you circling you. He was sizing you up. As he looked at your face he could see how mark Would leave him For you. "Huh, you're a lot more attractive than I Remember from yesterday." He blurts. You sighed and held the bag closer. "I really don't know where mark is." He lifted a hand to silence you. "I'm not sure I need Mark anymore...you're very attractive and, now seeing you closer, I want to make you mine. Of course I'll go a traditional route and court you first." A smile played across his lips as he looked up at your eyes through his thick lashed. You felt your heart jump. He was stunning and now he wanted to court you? What the fuck? This angelic and Beautiful man wanted you? You lifted a brow at the thought, well maybe getting to know him wouldn't be so bad

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Every Lie

Chapter 1 

Author: Admin Blu

Group(s): BTS/GOT7

Pairing: ???/Reader

Tags: slight angst, mystery, romance, possible fluff

                You had seen SeokJin around the city. Who wouldn't recognize such a beautiful creature? His face was that of an angel. Little did you know how wrong that thought was. Walking through the city's familiar streets was nothing new. You always wandered around when your best friend was in classes. You stumbled into a Starbucks without thinking. As you ordered your normal drink, a venti iced americano with an extra shot with a pump of vanilla and a pump of mocha, you felt a hand grip your shoulder. You laughed lightly smacking the hand away and turned expecting to see your best friend Mark. A gasp escaped your lips as your eyes found themselves fixated on Kim SeokJin. 

"I uh..I'm sorry I didn't mean to hit you I thought you were someone else..." His eyes narrowed to slits, "I know who you thought I was, where is he?" He asks crossing his arms. Your brows furrowed in confusion," Excuse me?" He glares down at you through his bangs,"Where is Mark? That's who you thought I was no?" You were beyond confused, Mark had never mentioned he knew SeokJin. So why was he here asking you where he was, how did he even know you knew him? These and many other questions flew through your brain as you stared up at the ethereal being this man was. "How do y-" he groaned and walked off throwing his hands in the air and out of the coffee shop leaving you dumbfounded. "Y/N." SeokJin had just grabbed your shoulder...asked you where Mark was. "Order for y/n?" How did Mark even know SeokJin? "Y/N, iced Americano!" You snapped back to reality and headed toward the counter to pick up your drink. As you fit your straw through its opening your phone buzzed. You fished it from your pocket. Mark. Of course, it was. 'Where you at? Wandering again I take It?' Did you want to tell him of the strange encounter you'd just had? No, not so early in a conversation. 'The Starbucks outside the campus. Come join me? I'll buy your drink.' You sat at a table in the back. Buzz. 'Cool yeah I'll meet you!' You leaned your head back and set your phone down, you'd ask him about it all when he showed up. A few minutes passed by and the door chimed and Marks smiling face came through the door. He says across from you. "Hey." "Hi." His brows furrowed in confusion. He knew you never answered so short. Something was off. "What's wrong?" "How do you know SeokJin?" You asked quickly finding it hard to contain this anymore. His face dropped suddenly and his face grew pale, "SeokJin? Why does that matter? I don't know him, just in passing? Why? Was he here? Did he hurt you? If he touched you I'll kick his ass." Mark began rambling he was normally so quiet. This was out of his normal character, "Mark calm down. Yes, he was here. No, he didn't hurt me he just asked for you." He bit down on his lip. "You need to get out of here quick. He can't find me, or us together. Here." He wrote down a number quickly. "Call him he's my friend Jackson. He'll help you. I've gotta go I can't explain." With that, he left quickly. You looked down to the number in your hand hastily written. What the fuck was going on? You pursed your lips deciding to call the number. Maybe this Jackson guy had some answers. The dial tone sang in your ears and your heartbeat picked up. "Hello?" A gruff voice answered. "Who gave you this number? Who are you?" The bombarding of questions threw you for a loop, you open ed your mouth to speak but no sound came out. "I uh..." was all you could get out before the line went dead. You hadn't realized you were shaking until your phone almost slipped out of your hands. You shoved it back to your pocket and quickly gathered your things. You didn't know what was going on but obviously, something out of your comprehension was going on and it involved your best friend and Kim SeokJin. You quickly ran out of the shop with your drink in hand. You needed to get home. You needed to get out of here. You had been looking down the whole time and didn't notice when you ran into someone's chest. You looked up and started to apologize. "Oh no it's fine, sorry I should have been watching where I was going." The man smiled and offset dimples greeting his cutesy face. "Anyway, I'm Hoseok, you can call me Hobi." He jutted out his hand. You bit your lip and took his hand shaking it quickly. "I'm sorry uh...Hobi I've got to go.." you didn't know how much of running into men like this you could take. You started to walk away but not before he grabbed your wrist firmly. You turned your head quickly to him to see him smiling brightly. "Aw come on y/n. Jinnie didn't get to ask you the real questions earlier. Come with me." Fear rushed through you. How the fuck did he know your name. You jerked your arm away from him and took off running. No way. What was happening? Who was he? He knew SeokJin? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. You were scared and you didn't stop running until you made it back to your small studio apartment. You lived alone so thankfully you wouldn't have to explain to any roommates or parents why you were so out of breath and shaken up. You set your bag down on the table and sighed placing your back against the door. The cool wood calmed you. You took a. Few deep breaths to steady yourself before pushing off and away from the door. Taking a sip of your drink you headed toward the bathroom. The bright lights assaulted your senses and blinded you temporarily as some unknown person turned them on. "Y/N." his voice was deep and full of concern. Your eyes were still adjusting you couldn't quite make him out yet. You weren't over the situation with Hoseok now here was another man harassing you and in your own home. You got ready to fight whoever it might be. He laughed lightly and crosses his arms, "You're gonna fight me? Are you sure that's something you want to do?" Your eyes finally adjusted and it was Mark. You lowered your guard and sighed. "Oh my god, what is going on?!" You walk toward him and smack his arm. He rubs his arm and his brows knit together. "Did you call Jackson?" "Yes but mark what is-" "What did he say?" "He hung up me." "Fuck, did you tell him I told you to call?" You shook Your head and found yourself once again at a loss for words. "Fuck. Dammit, y/n." His hands tangled in his hair out of frustration. You pursed your lips and rubbed your arms you were so lost and confused you needed to know what was happening. Something was so wrong you'd never seen him like this. "Mark-" "Did anyone else approach you? Anyone out of the ordinary? That you've never met?" He saw the answer in the fear that coated your eyes. You nodded silently. "Who? Did he tell you his name? What did he look like?" Mark grabbed onto your shoulders roughy causing you to gasp. "H-hoseok. He..he was cute and had dimples and-" Mark cut you off again, "we need to go see Jackson and the rest of them now. We need to get you out of here before he hurts you." Hurt you? Who Would hurt you? What had you gotten into?

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Every Lie: ??? AU

Part 1

Part 2 

Summary: SeokJin was a beautiful being, secretly you’d always wanted to meet him. That wish was ruined when it finally came true.

Group(s): BTS, GOT7

Warning:  Slight Angst. Possible Fluff. Mystery

Admin: Blue

Word count: 1.35k

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Mark continued to hold onto your shoulders and looked into your eyes. "Y/n, do you even understand what's going on here?" You shook your head vigorously. "Please just tell me what's going on Mark. You can't keep leaving me in the dark here!" He let go of your shoulders and headed to your closet grabbing a large bag. You sat dumbfounded as he started ripping clothes from your dresser drawers and hangers stuffing them in the bag. "Mark-" "We're leaving now, I'm getting you to Jackson and the others you'll be safe there. You're gonna miss classes I'm sorry about that..I'm sorry about all this. Fuck. It's my fault you're involved now shit!" He was frantically running around still. You stood up and ran toward him and gripped his face holding his cheeks in your hands. "Mark. What is going on?" You asked sternly. He bit down on his lip. "I can't tell you, not here. If he's found you twice he'll know you're here. Once we get you to Jackson you'll be safe I'll tell you then I promise. Do you need anything else?" You shake your head. You had no real choice but to trust him. He was your best friend after all and something was wrong both of you were in danger from whatever he had done. You saw it in his eyes he wanted to protect you and protect you he would. He zipped up the bag throwing the strap over his shoulder and gripping your wrist. You grabbed your keys and phone as he dragged you outside. You barely had time to lock the door behind the two of you before he was pulling again. The two of you rounded a corner sharply and mark cursed. "Oh, Hobi is pretty good at his job he found you two." A deep sultry voice called. You were confused surely this man wasn't the owner of the voice. Then he spoke again, "Mark, come on just come back with us and we won't involve your friend." "Fuck you Taehyung." He sneered. Taehyung. You'd heard that name somewhere before you just couldn't place where. Mark looked to you and whispered, "I'm gonna go toward him a few feet. After I do take off toward my house. I'll meet you there and take you to Jackson's safe-house ok?" "Wait-" he slid the bag off his shoulders handing it to you. He took a few steps toward Taehyung. "Oh good, I didn't expect that to work!" He smiled big, his teeth showed as he did and you couldn't help but think that box-smile was cute. After mark took a few more steps you found yourself taking off running like Mark told you. "FUCK!" Taehyung called as you ran, a pout crossed his face and he looked to Mark who smiled and quickly took off on the opposite direction. "Jin's gonna be so mad..." Taehyung grumbled and kicked a rock. You continued running for awhile until you made it to the fence around Mark's apartment. You placed your hands on your knees catching your breath. Fuck. Three men in the span of a day. All of whom seemed to want to hurt your best friend. He had better explain this asap. Footsteps approached and you went on guard immediately. Luckily Mark rounded the corner and ran toward you. "I can't believe that worked." He took your wrist again gently and smiled. "Mark please explain." "Not yet." You huffed and groaned as he pulled you toward again. You two walked for what seemed like miles. He sighed, "Finally, why Jackson decides to keep this place so far out is beyond me." He knocked on door of what looked like a rundown old building. "Mark isn't this?" The door opened and a dusty blonde haired man smiled widely at mark. "Hey! What are you doing back Mark!" Mark smiled and gestured toward you. "I need to protect my friend... Jin found them." The blonde's face drops and he opens the door further letting the two of you enter. He smiled again as you passed. You looked up and took in the surroundings. It was a large warehouse a few couches were spread out and you saw a few refrigerators, large quite nice beds, and five other boys lounging around a t.v. One of them with dark hair and a tad taller was being scolded by another dark haired man. "Yugyeom, if you don't stop calling me an idiot I'm gonna throw you out!" "You don't even have the authority Jinyoung..." the taller one mumbled. A reddish brown haired man rolled his eyes and stood up flicking Yugyeom. "Jackson might be the 'leader' but you're still the youngest kid. Respect your elders." A skinny white haired boy laughed and pointed toward the other three, "oooooh Jaebum told you!" Yugyeom glared at the skinny man, "BamBam you're no better!" The shortest of the bunch, just a wee bit smaller than Mark, stood and rolled his eyes. "All of you hush, we have a guest, plus... Mark is back!" Mark walked toward them. "Hey guys, hey Jackson." He smiled toward the shorter man. The blonde clasped his hand on your shoulder, smiling big. The smile reached his eyes and he took your bag. "I'm

Youngjae, those guys over there are Jackson, Yugyeom, Jinyoung, Jaebum, BamBam, and of course you know Mark." He gestured for you to follow him. He walked toward an empty bed free of bags. "We've been saving this one for Mark in case he were to come back. He'll probably want you to have it." He placed the bag down and walked toward the others. You sat on the edge of the bed running your hands over the nice sheets. Your eyes wandered toward the wall across from this wall of beds, written in bright red spray paint was one word 'playground'. You chuckled lightly. So much had just happened in the course of a few hours. You opened your bag and smiled as your eyes found your favorite stuffed animal, a small stuffed dog you fondly named CoCo. You clutched it tightly, now all you needed was for Mark to explain all of this once and for all

One of the boys slipped away from everyone else and smiled heading toward you.  "Hey, Im Yugyeom." You smiled and nodded, "I've heard, Youngjae told me all of your names." He nodded, "Yeah, I uh should have figured that. Can I sit?" You pat the seat next to you. You'd never been particularly shy so inviting him to sit next to you wasn't a big deal for you.  He sat and sighed watching as the others greeted Mark. "It's been awhile since we've seen him y'know?"  You nodded. "We were starting to get scared, someone random called Jackson earlier it kind of sent us all on edge."  You bit down on your lip gently. "That uh, that was me." You rubbed your arm.  Yugyeom looked to you confused, "It was you? Why?" You pointed at Mark, "He told me to call after I ran into Seokjin earlier." "OH!" Yugyeom exclaimed. I didn't realize that's what was happening. Shit. He found Mark then?" You nodded and sighed running your hand through your hair. "What's the deal with Mark and Seokjin anyway?" You tried to hide how hopeful you truly were that you would get some answers.  Yugyeom shook his head, "That not something for me to tell, that's something Mark should tell you. Most of us have different connections with those guys, so I'm not that familiar with Mark's." You cursed under your breath. "Yugyeom! Come say hi to Mark!" BamBam called. "Coming!" He called as he stood up shifting the weight of the bed.  He flashed a quick smile as he shuffled away.  You watched as Mark gave him a side hug smiling.  Marks smile was bright and could easily light up a room. You always loved watching his smile.  You hadn't realized how entranced by him talking to some friends you were until someone touched your shoulder.  It was Jackson, "So you're the one who called me earlier I heard?" you nodded. "I'm sorry I was just kind of freaked out and didn't know what to say."  Jackson waved his hands. "Don't worry about it.  I understand I would be too if I was thrown into the situation." He patted your shoulder as he walked back toward the rest of the guys.  Mark looked back toward you as you gripped CoCo again. You flashed a smile at him and he smiled back.  Lmbrace ended all too soon as he pulled away.  "Mark you still haven't even told me whats going on you promised me when we-" He pressed his fingers against your lips silencing you.  "Tomorrow. Ill tell you tomorrow."  Jackson side eyed Mark and sighed crossing his arms over hos chest. He didn't like how Mark was hiding this from you.  You were involved and deserved to know what was going on.  Mark took your hand lifting it to his lips and kissed it softly. This gesture was normal between the two of you.  People often mistook you for a couple and neither of you ever felt the need to correct them.  More often than not you both played along with it.  You smiled, "I promise y/n." With that Mark turned and headed out the door leaving you with six boys.  Jackson walked toward you and tapped his chin.  "You want to know what's going on and how Mark is connect with JIn don't you?" You looked to him confused as he sat on the bed.  You sat down next to him scanned his face. From just looking at him he seemed genuine.  "Okay... So are you gonna tell me or are you gonna do the same thing Mark is and leave me in the dark?"  You were getting really fucking tired off all of this underhanded and hiding bullshit. You wanted to know what was happening. Jackson laughed lightly, "No I'm not gonna let you stay in the dark about this. It's not fair of Mark. He involved you it may not have been on purpose but he has. You deserve to know the truth. " your face lit up. Finally you would find out what was happening. "The thing is..." Jackson started.  "Jin and Mark were dating at one point." Your brows knit together in confusion and Jackson nods. "Yeah I know, anyway, that's not all.. Jin is well he's a gang leader. There's no easier way to say that. He calls it Bangtan. Hobi and Tae are both in it too. There's four others besides them but unless you meet them anytime soon we can forget about them." Your mouth dropped in shock. Jackson smiled again. "Basically Mark was involved with Bangtan because he was with Jin. After a while stuff started getting..more violent and Mark wanted out. He broke things off with Jin and severed ties with the rest of them. In his best interest of course he didn't need to be involved in all of what Bangtan has become. Everyone staying here was at some point either involved or victim to Bangtan. So I created a safe place for everyone.  Which of course you're welcome too." You were shocked about all of this. You had known Mark for years and never knew about any of this. Anger rushed through you and Jackson noticed the red start to engulf your face.  "Uh oh, you ok?" You shake your head, you wanted nothing more than for Mark to walk right back in that door so you could deck him in the face for keeping this all from you. He dated SeokJin? He was in a fucking gang? You're best friend had kept such important secrets from you. He had better have a damn good explanation for this.