Threats

"Hello," Mira weirdly smiles at me. I stared at her uneasily and lowered my face.

"Go away," Jimin said shortly. Taehyung pressed his tongue against his inner cheek and glanced away from her.

"Why are you so mean?" Mira asked, glancing at Jimin who was folding his arms.

"What do you want?" Taehyung asked, turning to look at Mira dead in the eyes. Mira smirked and averted her sharp eyes towards me with a curious look.

"Are you sure she's your girlfriend?" Mira asks while smirking at Taehyung. Did she find out...? Oh no. I pursed my lips and straightened my back at her words.

"Of course. What's your problem?" Taehyung raised his thick eyebrows at Mira.

"Weird, does that mean she's dating two guys at the same time? I find it hard to believe- Kim Taehyung sharing his lover with another guy? I never knew you were interested in an open relationship," Mira shot us a sly smile and folded her arms. Oh shit.

"What are you talking about?" Taehyung gritted, turning to look at her with an unsettled expression.

"Minho told me about the average guy he met at his hospital and after some investigation-"

"That's her brother," Taehyung scoffed, cutting her off shortly.

"Brother? Do siblings make out with each other? Isn't that incest?" Mira chuckles, smugly turning to smile at me. Oh shit. Oh shit. Yoongi is going to be in danger.

"Mira-shi, how can you shamelessly expose your not-so-pleasant side of yourself? You shouldn't be invading someone else's privacy. It's creepy," Jimin teased Mira.

"Don't we all do it? Don't act so innocent around her," Mira laughs at Jimin.

"She's my girlfriend. Don't you dare harm her or her brother," Taehyung warned Mira.

"You keep on claiming he's her brother. Do you think I'm a fool Kim Taehyung? Is there any proof to prove your so-called relationship with the average?" Mira huffed and flicked her hair in discontent.

"Come here," Taehyung exhaled and placed his arm around my waist. This is so uncomfortable.

"How convincing" Mira chuckled ironically.

"Are you jealous?" Taehyung slightly smirked.

"I'm just saying she's fooling you," Mira shrugs.

"She's not, she's my girlfriend so you keep your petty claws off her," Taehyung turned to look at me. I feel so wrong towards Yoongi. What do I do...? I don't like this.

"I-"

"Mira-shi, you're disturbing our lunchtime. Can you please mind your own business?" Seokjin finally spoke up.

"Ouch..." Jimin whispers while smiling at Mira.

"I didn't ask you to listen-"

"Should I tell Minho about what happened the other day at the club? I know what you did," Seokjin smiled, leaning back in his chair with a cocky smile.

"That was nothing! Don't you dare! Aish!" Mira glares at Jin and quickly stomps away.

"What happened at the club?" Jimin curiously turns to ask Seokjin.

"She was cheating on Minho," Seokjin shrugs.

"As expected, with Bokdoo," Hoseok agreed, sitting down beside Seokjin.

"Where have you been?" Seokjin asks Hoseok.

"Practicing," Hoseok shrugged as he took a sip of Seokjin's drink.

"You should be careful Sora. Most of the alphas know that Min Yoongi guy is your real boyfriend, not Taehyung," Jin turned to smile at me. Taehyung's face flushed red at his words. Omo... he knows. What the...

"It broke out didn't it?" Jimin unfolded his arms.

"Don't worry. We have no reason to hurt you or your precious boyfriend," Seokjin patted my shoulder, so I stared at him in shock.

"Come on, let's go," Taehyung sighed in frustration and he suddenly dragged me out of the canteen.

"He's in trouble," Taehyung gritted, placing both his hands in his pockets.

"How bad is it?" I asked, keeping my eyes on the ground.

"If it's Mira then it's very bad," Taehyung sighed once again. Yoongi is in danger, he's in danger. I can't focus on anything.

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"Do you want to stop for a drink?" Taehyung asked as we drove home together after school ended.

"No..." I shook my head. I tapped my feet restlessly. Something feels wrong. What is it??? I'm so worried.

"Are you okay?" He asks, anxiously eyeing my drained expression.

"I'm worried... about Yoongi," I sighed, turning to look at Taehyung.

"I'm sure he'll be fine," Taehyung shrugged.

"I know but something feels off," I rubbed my face in frustration.

"He'll be fine, I promise. Appa sent people to monitor him," Taehyung patted my shoulder.

"I hope so," I glanced out the window restlessly.

"Now, let's get something refreshing to drink," Taehyung smiles and turns to instruct the driver.

"I'll be right back," Taehyung got out of the car. I sighed heavily and leaned back against the seat to sort out my complicated feelings.

"Yoongi," I muttered and tapped on my contact. I should check on him.

"Oh, Sora," Yoongi answered. Hearing his voice made me feel a lot better. He's safe.

"Are you okay?" I asked while chewing on my fingers.

"Yeah, of course. What's wrong? You sound nervous," Yoongi questioned through the phone. Of course, I'm scared!

"Can you please stay in your apartment tonight? Don't stay out late," I closed my eyes.

"Wae? What's wrong?" Yoongi asked.

"I just need you to stay safe, please?" I pleaded while shaking my head.

"I might head home late today because I want to stay behind at the campus. They have so many amazing instruments!" Yoongi spoke in an excited tone.

"You shouldn't stay too late!" I suddenly snapped in frustration. Omo.

"Are you mad at me?" Yoongi lowered his voice at my unexpected outburst.

"Ani... I'm sorry. I'm... just worried. Promise me you'll get home safely?" I asked, smacking my head in annoyance. Why did I raise my voice at Yoongi?

"Ah, araso. I promise. You take care too, okay?" Yoongi chuckled through the line.

"I will. just be careful," I spoke quietly. I'm worried Yoongi-ah... you mean everything to me...

"I'll go and practice now. I'll call you later," Yoongi bid me goodbye and hung up on me. Why do I feel so on edge out of a sudden? I'm not usually like this!

"Here," Taehyung handed me a cup of bubble tea after he returned from the cafe.

"Thanks, oh? You don't drink coffee?" I asked, watching him take a sip of his black tea macchiato.

"I can't drink it. It gives me a headache," He shook his head.

"Hmm, me too... I can't drink coffee," I nodded. He darted me a weak smile and took another sip from his drink.

"We're launching our own medical center at home from now on," Taehyung turned to look at me.

"Really?" I questioned.

"Oh. Our parents decided to establish our own medical center since we don't trust the hospital anymore. Minho got his hand on it," Taehyung sighed and turned to look at the road.

"Ah..." I nodded. They can't trust anyone, can they?

"We're here sir," The driver announced as we got to the mansion.

"Oh?" I stared at the floor of construction workers heading out of the mansion.

"They're here to set up the infirmary," A maid informed me. So, Taehyung wasn't kidding...?

"Is it all done?" Taehyung asked, taking off his black leather jacket.

"Neh, your dad made sure to set it up as quickly as possible," The maid bowed a little.

"Who's the doctor?" Taehyung questioned.

"I heard it's a famous doctor, but I do not know much about him, sir," The maid bowed once again.

"I'll go to my room," I walked away in a hurry. I don't feel good. I need to finish up some research and assignments to catch up with the class. It was almost 8:00 pm when I finished. Dinner will start in an hour. I should shower. I took a shower and attempted to dial Yoongi again.

"What's wrong with him," I mumbled, calling him repeatedly but he won't pick up the call.

"Is he alright?" I whispered while spamming him with texts. Should I be worried? What if I'm overthinking?

"Yah... pick up your call," I paced around the room in a panic.

"Maybe he can't hear my calls? He's practicing so..." I mumbled while chewing my thumb.

"Ani, he's not the type to ignore my calls though," I sat staring at my phone on the bed. MIN YOONGI DON'T DO THIS TO ME!

"What's going on...???" I whined, impatiently smacking my phone with my pillow when my phone suddenly rang again. It's Yoongi!

"YAH! WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK UP MY CALL- I WAS SO WORRIED!" I screamed in frustration.

"S-Sora... ARGH!" Yoongi screamed in pain. I froze in shock when I heard his unsteady breathing through the phone.

"YOONGI?! ARE YOU OKAY?!" I gasped and pressed the phone against my ear in shock. WHAT JUST HAPPENED?! I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG! I KNEW IT! My heart started to race so fast-- it felt as if I was suffocating.