~Y/N POV~

Curled up on my bed all I could think about was if Taehyung made everyone go to Minhos.

I have seen Jin twice today but he never said anything to me about Taehyung or Minho so I kept my mouth shut to not raise suspicions. So at least I know Jin was here all day but I'm unsure about everyone else and thats' what scares me.

God I hope they don't hurt Minho.

Hearing the door unlock I sat up instantly and pushed myself against the bed when the door opened for Jin to step inside holding a metal tray but he didn't come in alone. Yoongi and Namjoon came in after him in almost single file.

"Y/n I'm going to take some bloods for you just now." Jin

I just nodded at him but ended up watching Yoongi close the door behind him and turn back around, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Y/n come closer to the edge." Jin

Again I said nothing but slid across the bed until my legs were dangling off the edge of the bed. Jin just stepped closer and placed the tray beside me and picked up this rubber tube and tied it around my upper left arm and tightened a knot which quite frankly was a little painful because of how tight it was. I felt like my arm could fall off.

I then watched him prick the needle into my arm and extract blood from my vein until he had enough and then removed it before slapping a white cloth on top of the small dot of blood that spluttered out.

"Keep that on there." Jin

Still not saying anything I just applied pressure but Jin paused for a moment, needle still in hand and looked at me briefly before he sighed heavily and placed the needle back down on the tray and picked it back up only to pause when he half turned away.

He just stood there squinting his eyes at my left wrist. I just froze, not wanting to move an inch because of the way he was looking at me.

"What did you do to your wrist?" Jin

Dropping the tray to the bed again, he forcibly grabbed my left arm and I winced in pain as he had done so and brought my wrist closer to his face inspecting it.

"I-I hurt it."

I mumbled and then yanked my wrist back out of his hold but he just scoffed at me and grabbed it again.

"I can see that but how?" Jin

"The cuffs."

I mumbled and looked away but thankfully he just let go of my wrist and picked the tray back up.

"That's what you get for resisting them. I'll be right back, obviously it needs care." Jin

With that said he walked out, scoffing at his own words and left me alone with Namjoon and Yoongi. Yoongi still standing by the door quietly, staring at me while Namjoon stood in the middle of the room but decided to walk over and sit beside me on the bed.

"The bloods is for a DNA test. We have a bet going and it would be fun to see who fathered the twins." Namjoon

He grinned at me, fixating at his glasses while I heard Yoongi chuckle from across the room.

I however was disgusted and didn't want to make a comment. I may have spoken to Taehyung but I had my reasons, I was hoping to gain his trust but I haven't seen him since he left and I'm not starting to regret it. I don't want to make the same mistake.

"I already know I'll win this bet." Yoongi

Namjoon snorted and looked over to him, expressing his grin to his brother now instead of me.

"Nah, I'll win. I'm sure of it." Namjoon

"You always lose at bets Joon. It's inevitable you'll get jack shit out of this." Yoongi

"Sure and you really think you'll win? No. There's no way Jimin is going to pay you fifty grand." Namjoon

"And you really think that Taehyung is going to give you, your share? I don't think so brother." Yoongi

The two were laughing and joking about this while I felt like I was going to throw up. I don't know if it's because of the topic or because lately since I started eating again, my nausea has come back. Some days are better than others and up until now I was okay.

As they joked and laughed the sensation to throw up grew more intense and I ended up running to the bathroom but only for Namjoon to run after me but stop when he saw that I instantly rushed to the toilet, hunched over it and threw up everything I had eaten today.

Puking my guts up it felt like it wouldn't stop but when I did, I felt relieved and stood up, flushing the toilet to wash my face.

A glass of water was shoved in my face which surprised me when it was Yoongi. He may not be showing anything but blank on his face but I guess I was kind of thankful for the water. So I took it from him and drank it all the while the two men now in the bathroom with me watched my every move.

"That was gross." Yoongi

"But are you okay?" Namjoon

He asked softly and came forward to stand side by side with Yoongi. I just stood there staring at the two of them, kind of surprised by their sudden change of behaviour. One minute joking and laughing about how my ordeal with them is some kind of big joke but now all of a sudden acting caring.

"Yeah, thanks."

He nods at me and steps to the side to allow me to walk passed the two of them back into the bedroom. Just when Jin walks back in with a big white box and dumps it on the bed and stands with his hands to his hips looking passed me to Yoongi and Namjoon following me back into the bedroom.

"Have you two seen Taehyung? Hoseok has lost track of him and no one has seen him since earlier." Jin

Oh fuck no.

He went to Minho's didn't he?

"No we haven't seen him." Namjoon

"Well the last time I seen him he was just leaving Y/n's room in a bad mood." Yoongi

Three sets of eyes turned to me and I stepped back until the back of my legs hit the bed.

"What happened Y/n?" Namjoon

I gulped and sat back down on the bed next to Jin's massive white box.

"I don't know. I wouldn't speak to him so he left."

I shrugged trying to play off the innocent act, bowing my head low to my chin but briefly glancing at each man in the room with me.

The three of them looked at one another and then nodded.

"Very well then. We'll get going." Namjoon

Jin nodded towards him and turned back to me, opening the white box. Namjoon and Yoongi both left together but to my surprise no one locked it. Honestly I debated in running again but it didn't work out last time.

"Shall we get this cast on then? It looks like it's already healing but it's worth a try to get this on." Jin

He gently picks up my wrist and sits down, propping my arm on his lap. Just with the way he's handling my wrist in such a gentle manner was surprising and shocked me so much that I just contently watched his every move.

Then some how I ended up looking at his face and I mean really looking at him, like was a person and not someone that has tormented me and caused me great pain. Just as a man sitting beside me, helping me with my injury.

As much as I hated to admit it but Jin was actually very handsome, more than I would like to admit. It's a shame that this is how things are, things could of possibly been different if he wasn't so sick in the head.

But judging by the behaviour of some, maybe there's hope but I'm not that hopeful that I may get out of here alive but we'll see.