Summary: BTS are all the sons of various Greek gods or goddess. You are also the daughter of a little known Greek goddess.
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You bit your lip, trying to keep from groaning out in pain. This was not ideally how you’d spend your Saturday nights, but it’s not like you chose to be attacked tonight. You could sense more people approaching you, but you knew you didn’t have the energy to run away. Your body began giving up on you, your eyes fluttering shut as you gave into your brain’s demands to sleep…
“Jungkook!” You hear a voice yell, jolting you back to consciousness. You flinched when your eyes opened to see a black-haired boy dangerously close to your face. “You’re awake,” the boy says in surprise. You weakly nodded as a second boy, one you presumed was Jungkook, entered your line of vision.
“What is it Taehyung–? Oh my god.” Jungkook’s mouth dropped open at the sight of you sprawled out in the alleyway in front of his friend. “Did you do this?”
“Of course not!” The first boy, Taehyung, responded indignantly, slipping one hand under your neck and the other under your legs.
“What do you think happened?”
“Looks like a bad fight. Must’ve been magical, look at her wounds.”
“Yeah. Go call…”
Their voices began fading, as your eyes began to close again. The last thing you saw before you passed out was the concerned looks of the two black haired boys.