~Y/N POV~

Well I'm not pregnant.

My period has come and gone and to be honest with how hostile the upstairs had become I don't think to them it's a good thing. Since I told Yoongi my period had started he had no choice to tell everyone else since it's one of the rules here, I've been ordered to stay down here in the safety zone for the rest of the week and I'd gladly do it.

The whole week and a half I have been down here I have only seen Jaemin and Yoongi when he comes down to see me and takes me to his room so we can chill. The only thing I have a problem with is that I didn't get to see Seulgi or Wendy at the park and that bummed me out the most. Jaemin got to go and he told me he explained to them what was going on and they understood. I felt like a child being grounded for something that wasn't even my fault and it's not. I can't help it that I'm not pregnant, not every one even people like me would get pregnant on the first try.

So today like every day I lounge on the couch in front of the tv in my sweats. Jaemin was in the kitchen area making popcorn as he always does. I swear that guy can live off that stuff but let's hope he doesn't spend the whole movie throwing little bits of it at me every now and then like last time. Even worse he refused to pick it up after himself just to get under my skin even more. He's lucky I like him or I would of hit him over the head with a chair by now.

"Come on Jae, hurry up!!"

I whined from the couch, sitting up just to see him in the kitchen standing in front of the microwave, tapping his foot impatiently just to glare my way because of my whining.

"Give me a minute woman!" Jaemin

I gaped at him and sat up on the couch and only my knees.

"What did you just call me?"

Jaemins body relaxed and he placed his hands to his hips with a little chuckle leaving him.

"Woman. I called you woman, not that you look like one." Jaemin

I growled at him, standing up on the couch taking a cushion with me and launched at towards his face. Luck for me he wasn't fast enough and it smacked him clean in the face. Although his stunned face afterwards was a picture. I just laughed at him but panicked when he reached down to pick up that cushion that now laid down at his feet.

"Y/n you're going to pa-" Jaemin

Another cushion was launched at his face before he could even finish his sentence and I stood over the couch, a third cushion in hand and ready to defend myself but a small smirk upon my lips when he took note of what was actually happening here.

His shocked expression dropped into a mischievous smirk of his own now two cushions in his hands raising them up.

"This means war, Lee Y/n." Jaemin

"Bring it on Park Jaemin."

I grinned towards him but that was short lived when he sprinted towards me, throwing one cushion towards me as a distraction. I squealed with excitement due to how fast he ran towards me and leaped off the couch just to quickly move towards the dining table and roll over it to the other side. Jaemin coming to a stop on the opposite side, cushion raised and ready. My own was raised and ready to throw at him but I couldn't stop the laughter leaving me as we playfully played. I never had siblings but this was what I had always imagined it would be like.

"Give up Y/n you're cornered." Jaemin

"Never woman."

His eyes shot up in surprise and blinked several times.

"Did you just call me woman?" Jaemin

I purposely scanned his body making it noticeable and then nodded with a light shrug of the shoulders.

"Yeah I mean you're a bit on the more feminine side if you ask me. Are you sure you have balls?"

An offended look spread across his face and I noticed the way he slightly lowered his cushion.

"That's offensive. Take that back!" Jaemin

"NEVER!"

I shouted at the top of my lungs and threw the cushion I had towards his face once more and took off running towards the couch again and picked up another pillow just to slap away the cushion that was flying towards me. Jaemin rushed towards me, a spare cushion raised in the air ready to hit me clean in the face but he stopped when something of a loud thud upstairs caused the roof above us to shake.

Stomping feet from the floor above and loud mumbling could be heard. Jaemin and I stopped our cushions and both shared the same confused look.

"I thought you said they were all going to be out all day today?"

I asked Jaemin and he nodded, to look up at the ceiling as the angry voices continued.

"That's what Haru told me. Maybe they're back." Jaemin

The upstairs door to our basement was suddenly ripped open and I flinched out of shock and found myself cowering behind Jaemin.

"FINE HARU!! FINE, JUST GET OFF MY BACK!!" Namjoon

"I WANT A CHILD NAMJOON!! GIVE ME ONE!!" Haru

"FUCK OFF!!" Namjoon

Loud thundering steps came down the stairs and Jaemin stepped back, grabbing my wrist with his hand and yet his whole back became tensed.

"Y/N!!" Namjoon

Again I was startled by his angry voice and the next thing I knew Namjoon was somehow next to Jaemin and I, ripping Jaemin's hand off my wrist just to pull me to his chest in one hard yank.

"You're coming with me." Namjoon

He began to drag me towards the stairs without even looking at me. I tried to pull off his hand from my wrist but he wouldn't budge. Out of fear and panic I turned to Jaemin, arm reached out for him and pleading with him to help me. I didn't want to go with Namjoon if he was this angry, no way.

"Jae help me!"

Namjoon pulled on my wrist again forcing me to trip over my own feet as he began to walk up the stairs and I had no choice but to follow him. But Jaemin shook himself out of his shock and ran towards me, grabbing my stretched out hand and attempted to pull me towards him to get out of Namjoon's grip but Namjoon growled when he felt the pull, quickly spun around on his feet and kicked Jaemin in the chest with so much force Jaemin flew across the room and his body to hit the wall on the opposite end.

Jaemin collapsed to the floor, eyes closed and I screamed out his name to get up but I was then picked up into Namjoon's arms and using his speed we left the stairs to the ground floor level of the house, through the living room and all the way passed the kitchen towards that red room that we last had a session in.

He moved so fast to get here I didnt even see if Haru was there or not but right now I didn't care.

I was thrown onto the bed and he quickly locked the door just to speed back over to me, standing at the end of the bed as I crawled backwards to try and get away from him. A deep frown was spread across his face, his red eyes staring at me for several seconds.

"You've disappointed my wife Y/n." Namjoon

He finally spoke and yet his words cut right though me. It was actually insulting since I know it's not.

"N-No I didn't. It happens sometimes."

He nods and takes off his glasses throwing them to the floor and loosening his tie around his neck.

"I know but my wife gets what she wants Y/n. She must get what she wants." Namjoon

When I witnessed him unbuckling his belt and buttons on his trousers I knew there and then what he was about to do. It was the nail on the coffin. Shaking my head and trying to get far away from him I spun around on to all fours to try and scramble off the bed but his hands grabbed my ankles and I let out a scream when he pulled me back to the bed, dragging me along the red sheets towards him.

"Don't make this any harder than it already is." Namjoon

He spoke with a more deepened yet hard toned voice while he ripped my sweatpants off my lower body and spun me around to my stomach.

There was no getting away from this. I was done for.