"What do you mean, what am I doing here?" I asked defensively, not wanting to look weakened by the threats he had just saved me from.

I can't believe he had just witnessed that happening to me. I can't believe he just saved me from anything from happening. I can't believe he's here. I can't believe any of it.

"Why are you at a party like this?" he asked. Surprisingly he was managing to keep his eyes on mine instead of trailing down like most people's would.

I was surprised by how annoyed he seemed by seeing me here. If anyone should be annoyed, it should be me. This was somewhere where I could almost guarantee I wouldn't see anyone from school, only those who had seen me at matches or knew of people who were apart of them.

Wait.

Does that mean Jimin knows about me? Knows what I do for a job, where I got all the money from.

"Because this is my friends party, which I got invited to. I should be asking you why you are here" I retorted, raising my eyebrows to him.

You could tell he had become conflicted with what to answer; instead just staring at me. I rolled my eyes and began making myself another drink. This time, with alcohol.

Although he said nothing, I felt uncomfortable with him staring behind me. Something about him didn't seem his usual self, that worried me. I didn't know what he knew, or what he could potentially find out. I dont think I wanted to know either.

"Lexi, are you alright? I saw an angry guy come out of here with a drink all over him" I heard Namjoon laugh from behind me as he walked in.

I quickly finished pouring the beverage and turned around to see Namjoon and Jimin looking at eachother strangely before noticing i'd turned around.

"Lexi, why are you wet?" he asked as he looked at my outfit. I looked down and noticed the splash marks down my outfit.

"That guy" I said bluntly, not wanting to go into anything more. Realising Jimin was looking at Namjoon and then me.

"I'll see you around" Jimin quickly said before walking away. I watched his pink hair disappear out of the room, I didn't want him to leave so fast. I still had questions. Mainly, whether he knew about me or not.

"Do you know him?" Namjoon asked, looking more irritated than anything.

"No, he was just around. Can we go back?" I didn't want to talk about it anymore, and I didn't want to talk about Jimin. Although maybe I should, then I'd know how much he knew, or if Namjoon knew him.

"Sure, are you sure you are alright?" Namjoon asked as we walked out to where everything else was. I could see the guy from before staring at me from across the room. It was anything other than friendly.

I quickly laced my fingers with Namjoon's, acting as if he was my boyfriend like he told me too. The guy quickly looked away, I didn't blame him. Namjoon didn't look that friendly from the outside, it didn't help that his muscles were bulging through his outfit too.

Although I knew we weren't together, I enjoyed the thought that we looked as though we were. Even though I knew it would never grow from this, I could still enjoy it for a moment, right?

"Namjoon, can we talk for a minute?" Yoongi suddenly asks, giving him a certain look, that was beyond me.

"Sure, I'll be back in a bit." Namjoon smiled and rubbed my arm before walking off elsewhere.

I couldn't help but feel vulnerable by myself, especially with all the eyes on me at once. I was used to being stared at in the boxing ring, and getting the odd glance here and there outside of school, but this was a whole other thing.

I looked to see where the dickhead from before was, only to see him talking with others, clearly beginning to dry up. I took the chance to leave the room without him seeing me, and headed for the outside.

The cold air was exactly what I needed, to get out of that area and to be hit with the cold breeze. Maybe it was hard enough to snap me back into reality. Although people were still around, no one seemed stupid enough to hang around outside on a mid February night, when it was warm inside. I however, was stupid enough.

I found an area around the back of the house that I could sit on, pulling my dress down before sitting down and getting my phone out.

Me: 'I'm at a party'

Teagan: 'Since when did you go to parties? Are you okay?'

Me: 'Since Yoongi was hosting one and Namjoon wanted me to come with him to "celebrate" not that we've celebrated or anything'

Teagan: 'What happened? Did you two kiss again or...'

I was about to reply, before I felt some warmth next to me as someone sat there. I froze slightly as they sat there, not saying a word. I didn't want to look to see who was there, just incase it was the guy from before.

"Why are you out here?" he spoke, I recognised the voice instantly and turned to look at the pink haired boy next to me. Rolling my eyes, but feeling a sense of relief.

"Why are *you*" I retorted and raised an eyebrow at him as I wrapped up my arms around myself as the cold started getting to me. Jimin clearly noticed.

"You should go back inside, find your boyfriend." he said calmly, I started to laugh when he referred to Namjoon as my boyfriend.

"I want to stay out here" I could say a lot more, I mean I was starting to warm to Jimin. Although, I still was weary of him, I had only really known him a week.

"You'll get ill" he warned, seeming more concerned than you'd expect.

I smiled and shook my head laughing at him. He looked confused at me but smiled too, showing his cheerful smile with a slight laugh.

"You aren't all that you seem" Jimin laughed shaking his head, and looked at me, like I was a piece of a poem that he was trying to figure out the language techniques.

"Aren't I?" I raised an eyebrow, finding this more amusing than anything else.

"You are a mystery Lexi. You know you are too" although he said I was a mystery, it wasn't like I was something that people wanted to figure out.

"And are you going to try and figure me out?" I laughed, shaking my head before flipping my hair back and out of my face.

Jimin just nodded with a smug look. If he'd have given me that look a week ago, I'd have gone off on one about how arrogant he was. I shouldn't have been like that though, he wasn't as arrogant as I thought. I'd grown to like Jimin, but I would still act an ass to him.

"Alright, but I am getting cold now" I admitted, standing up and readjusting my dress so that it looked nice, and wasn't riding up. Jimin held a hand out for me to help him up, which I took and pulled him up easily.

"You're a lot stronger than you look too"

"That's because I don't show it" he could easily think that I simply work out a lot, just for my own sake. I feel like this was a test to see whether or not he'd reply with something a little inappropriate.

"Won't your boyfriend be looking for you?" for some reason, when Jimin referred to Namjoon as my boyfriend this time it didn't seem as fun. I felt guilty instead, and I honestly don't know why.

"He's my friend that's a boy. But that is it" I said and shrugged before walking passed him to go back inside. I mean, that's what he was and that was it.

Jimin didn't say anything and followed behind me, as we walked back in, my eyes locked onto the tall brunette that I dumped my drink on. Instead of moving into the house any more, I turned around and grabbed Jimins wrist to pull us both away from the eye view of the man.

"Where the hell are you taking me?" Jimin asked worried, but not rejecting my pulling until I found a little garden cabin at the end of the garden.

I didn't say a word, only headed towards the cabin and looking around to make sure that guy hadn't followed us here. The door was quite stiff, but after a little extra push it gave way. Helping me to easily drag Jimin in with me.

It wasn't until I sat down and saw the expression on Jimin's face that I realised that I'd just dragged him into a little dark cabin at a party. It was fair to say I seemed somewhat horrified.

"Why are we in here?" Jimin asked with a slight humour to his voice, sitting down on one of the deck chairs inside.

"The guy from earlier saw us" I huffed as I sat down in the deck chair next to him and laughed at the sight of us. I couldn't see Jimin's face properly, but from what I could see his eyebrows were furrowed together.

"You shouldn't be at parties like this" he spoke quietly, as if he was somewhat angry about it. I couldn't help but feel frustrated at it, he barely knew me enough to get to say that.

"And you should?" I retaliated fast, I couldn't understand why.

"You don't understand" his voice was even quieter than before, with a hint of frustration in it. I rolled my eyes, but decided to bite my tongue, not wanting more enemies.

I let out a quick sigh and sunk into the chair, thinking over how I really didn't belong here. Yes, to the people here I was someone that fought and won and had a much darker appearance than I really had, but it was hard to keep it up as much outside of the fighting zone.

In reality, I was what those who saw me outside of the fight. I liked to hide in the shadows and almost be forgotten about. It was easier to be hidden away than be forever in the lights.

Jimin sighed, sitting back into the deck chair. But with a lot more force than he was expecting, toppling over backwards into what sounded like glass bottles.

I jumped up straight away at the loud crash, going to help Jimin up, only to see him in a ball of hysterics on the floor. It was strange, it was like a drunk kid that had fallen into a ball pit. Only it was Jimin, who didn't seem drunk falling into glass bottles.

"I guess I found the beer" he laughed, getting up and readjusting the seat before pulling out some of the bottles of beer. If I'm honest, the only thing I was concerned about was how none of the bottles had broke.

"Here" he passed me one and opened it up with his teeth. I copied, only to grimace in the pain it brought to my teeth.

I didn't know whether Jimin had been drinking before I got to the party, but he was now and if I was about to sit in a cabin with him in the middle of the night, so was I. I chugged the beer down fast, taking a deep breath before grabbing another one.

"Woah Lexi calm down" Jimin laughed slightly, looking over at me. I used my teeth to take the top of the bottle again, but it wasn't as painful this time.

"Well I don't know how long we are going to be in here for so I might aswell make it less awkward" I admitted, drinking the next one a lot slower, but I had a feeling it wouldn't be long till the first one kicked in. I wasn't exactly the best at drinking.

"Well should make it more fun then" Jimin suggested and I raised my eyebrows.

"how?"

"truth or dare."