The BTS Gang [completed]

BTS(30): Over

BTS(30): Over

Yoora's POV

I wore a white flowing dress and sneakers, with my hair laying on my shoulders. Jungkook said that we're going out today. I stare at myself at the mirror, asking myself, do I deserve him? Or atleast, does he deserve me? I held onto the table, reflecting deeply.

"Yoora are you done?" Jungkook's voice from outside made me return to my senses. I rush to the door, sliding it open. Jungkook is wearing a white shirt and simple jeans with a pair of red Converse. I felt very overdressed after seeing his outfit.

Jungkook stares at me with amazement in his eyes, "How do I look?" I ask, tilting my head.

"Pretty as always." He smiles as he guides me down stairs. i flushed deep red as the other members stare at me as well.

I hid behind Jungkook, shouting, "Stop staring at me!"

They laugh at my reaction, approaching me.

"Oh sorry." Jin apologizes with a smile.

"It's because Yoora is very adorable." Jimin says, pinching my cheek lightly.

But Jungkook slaps Jimin's hand away, "Yah! She's mine!" He scolds.

"Too defensive!" Jimin whines.

Jungkook rolls his eyes at him, "Aish. Anyway Yoora, wear this."

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I don't know where are we right now because of the blindfold he tied around my head earlier. I couldn't hear any noise besides our footsteps. Jungkook removes my blindfold, as we stopped walking. I realize where we were. This is whereㅡ

"This is where we met for the first time." Jungkook says. I nodded in agreement.

"Shoot her." I gulped as I heard that voice. That was V. A gun clicks, footsteps approaching me. A cold metal was pressed against my forehead. After a few seconds, he didn't shoot me. He removes the blindfold and frees my wrists.

I stand up, hugging him tighty, not minding if he's a stranger. But he saved my life. I pull away from him, apologozing.

"Thank you." I say.

"I really love you Choi Yoora. And, I want to be yours, and also you to be mine, It broke me to pieces everytime I see you cry. I know I'm not as good as Taehyung, but I promise you that I'll be the best that I can be. I'll ask you once again, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes." I whisper, but enough for him to hear.