Peyton

"Get out," I start to push the four guys through the doorway, Piper coming to help me. "Games over now!"

They all get out eventually, the door slamming behind them as I locked it. I sighed, laughing at the relieved look on my sister's face.

"It's 11 now, what do you wanna talk about?", I ask her, bounding over to the sofa. "Maybe what happened before?"

She nods her head, walking over and sitting next to me. "Why were you in the boxing room?"

"Jungkook was sorta pissing me off, kinda doubting that I would hit him," I explain, watching her give me a deadpanned look. "I was already tense before that, but once he started to say I wouldn't hit him because I'm not like that, I kinda ran off."

"Okay, why were you in the ring?", she asked her second question, expecting a different answer.

"Trust me when I say this but there were two guys I regularly see there. I asked them if they wanted to use the ring, and I made them swear to the small speech I gave them," I give her an awkward smile, shrugging. "I had to break them up when they were arguing over who won. Which is why I was laying on the floor of the ring."

"Okay," she speaks quietly, looking at me with the same expression she did when she told me she thought she lost me.

"I swear that was all that happened," I promise her, smiling when she nodded her head at me. "Are you okay?"

"I will be, but at the same time, I still worry about you boxing. It just takes up your time, and I don't want you to overwork yourself," she explains to me, her eyes dropping to her hands in her lap. "I've seen videos where the people literally don't stop until they pass out."

"They can't control themselves, that's why they keep going. They take it out all at once, and it pushes them over the edge," I tell her, trying to keep my voice from cracking. "I'm not like that. I may go every day, but I don't overwork myself. I go until I feel like I'm calmer than I was when I went in."

"If Jimin goes when you do, I'll let you keep going. Only, if he watches over you," she looks up at me, while I let out a loud whine.

"I'm not a child!", I argue with her, watching her break into a smile. "I don't need some neighbor to watch me and make sure I don't make myself pass out."

"I'm glad that you're back," she whispered to me, tears forming in her eyes.

"I was always here, I just needed someone to push me to realize how much I've affected people," I speak out, feeling the tears trail down my cheeks. I haven't cried this much before, why was it happening?

Knocking broke the silence we were sitting in, while I ran over to the door. This time, I looked through the peephole. Jimin and Jungkook stood outside, lightly laughing at something.

I wiped at my eyes and cheeks, pulling the door open. "Come to bother us before we sleep?"

Their eyes snapped at the sound of my voice, looking down at me. Jimin frowns suddenly, while Jungkook smiles at me.

"Just wanted to thank you for watching the movie with us," he giggles, spinning around and heading back over to Jimin's apartment.

"Were you crying?"

"Huh?", I shake my head, looking back at his concerned looking face. He didn't need to know what happened once this door closed. "No."

He leaned closer to my face as I leaned back farther away from him. He looked at both of my eyes before leaning back up, standing up straight now. "You were."

"I wasn't," I counter back at him, wishing I would be able to slam the door in his face right now. "Go back to your friends, they'll worry."

"They know I'm here," He smoothly replies, swiftly grabbing my wrist that was reaching out to push him away. "Why were you crying?"

"I told you I wasn't," I answered him, looking past his head and at his door. A figure walked up to it, about to knock at the door. I took this as a chance to distract him. "Jimin!"

The person turned toward the direction of the noise, raising an eyebrow up at me. Jimin turned toward his friend, I assumed, as another one joined his side.

I struggled to wiggle my wrist from his hand but he held onto it tightly while I whined for him to let go. "Go be social!"

He glanced at me again, smirking secretly as his friends stood in front of us. I huffed loudly, shooting daggers at the back of his head.

"Jimin, you didn't tell us you got a girlfriend!", one of them exclaimed, his shoulders wide and body tall. I heard Piper giggle from next to me, while she peeled over my shoulder.

"I'm not his girlfriend, I'm his neighbor," I mumble, glaring at the two guys who looked thoroughly confused.

"Why is he holding your wrist like that?", Piper whispers, her breath hitting my ear as I flinched away from her.

"Can you maybe not be creepy?", I snicker at her, earning a slap on the head. "You better find someplace to hide."

She pushed past me, running out into the hallway. She laughed, while I playfully glared at her, switching a death glare to Jimin.

"Let go of me," I demand, tugging on his shirt. He chuckled to himself, ignoring my demands. I shoved his body away from me, successfully setting my hand free. "Piper!"

I bolted away from him, staring at my giggling sister crazily. "Come over here and lemme beat you up."

She shakes her head, standing with her hands on her hips. She looks down at my feet, reminding me that I only had on socks at the moment. "Nope."

She ran off, getting the better advantage because she still had shoes on. I heard her laugh as she ran down the set of stairs over there.

I groaned loudly, hearing chuckles to my right. I snapped my head, the two new guys instantly shutting up as Jimin continued to laugh.

One of they smacked his chest, while he just laughed harder. I narrowed my eyes at him, as he leaned over in laughter at my face.

"You're gonna die!"

An idea sparked in my head, I quickly made my way over to Jimin's place, forcing the door open. "Hey, the three dudes in here, come outside. Now!"

At the sound of my voice, I heard pairs of feet running out as I smiled triumphantly. Four people came out, three saluting at me. "Cut it out, this isn't a drill."

"Who's she?", the shortest of the four ask as I turned to glare at him. I glare at everyone, so it isn't anything new. "And what's her problem?"

"Jimin's girlfriend," Jungkook snickered at me while I punched him in the stomach. He grunted, pointing a finger at me and holding his poor tummy. "That's not fair, you have practice!"

"Stop your whining," I mumble to him, looking back at the dude I didn't know. "I'm only Jimin's neighbor."

"Where's Piper?", Tae asked, bringing me back to what I wanted them for. "You look evil, what are you planning?"

"Your precious baby ran away from me because she doesn't want me to hurt me," I explain, smirking when he takes a step back. "She was being a creep and smacked me. Revenging time!"

"What do we have to do with it?", Jungkook asked, finally recovering from his boo boo. I looked down at their feet, seeing that they all had shoes on.

"It's a friendly game of hide and seek, you guys best be helping me," I nod my head, locking my eyes with Tae. "Especially you."

He shook his head, backing away and about to turn to the apartment. I grabbed his collar, forcing his head down so we were eye level. His eyes widen as he gulps, fear written in his eyes.

"You have no choice," I tug him over to Jimin, grabbing his shirt too and pulling them both to the middle of the hallway. "You two, start looking on the bottom floor."

I pushed them together, laughing as they rubbed their heads and glared at me. I pointed to the two new guys, watching as they froze.

"I don't bite," I tell them, laughing afterward. "Only sometimes. You start looking on the floor below us, be quiet and don't wake up the monsters."

They frantically nodded, taking off without a second look or word from me. I nod, impressed, before turning back to Jungkook, Hoseok, and the snappy guy there.

"Jungkook and Hoseok go to the rooftop, search from there to this floor," I command them, while Jungkook puffs up his chest. "You sure you wanna try me?"

He backs down, grumbling as he and Hoseok walk off towards the lift. I clap my hands together, aiming at the last guy with my hand gun.

"Who are you?", I ask, grabbing his arm and pulling him to follow me. He tenses under my grip, looking at me like I was crazy.

"I should be asking you!", he came to a stop, pulling me back. "How did you get everyone to listen to you? Not even Jimin takes orders from girls."

"You obviously haven't been around me long enough," I snorted, pushing him along as I introduce myself. "I'm Jimin's neighbor, Peyton."

"You're Peyton?!", he asks in disbelief, shutting his mouth instantly after.

"Better believe it," I push the button on the second lift, watching the doors open shortly after. I shoved him in, watching as he took deep breaths, leaning against the wall. "Am I manhandling you too much?"

I jab the lobby button, waiting for a response to my question. I watched the screen as the numbers went down. It was possibly midnight by now, and I didn't know why I was wide awake.

"Why are you so strong?", he finally speaks up, while I just flash him a smile.

"Jimin doesn't tell you what I do after I eat dinner?", I laugh as he shook his head at me. "Jimin boxes, right?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Same here," I say, motioning for him to hurry out the lift as the thing dings. He bumps into someone on his way out, the person being none other than one of my boxing buddies.

"What it!"

"You best not be using that tone this early," I snap at him, his eyes drifting up to look at me. I narrow them, walking over and carefully pushing the snappy and shocked guy away.

"But-"

"Chip," I use his nickname, watching as he narrows his eyes at me. I tilt my head, giving him a hard stare, watching as he slowly broke down. "What did I tell you?"

"Save the trash talk for the bag," he mumbled under his breath, while I pat his cheek, smiling at him.

"That's the spirit, go get rest, sleeping beauty," I push his arm, tugging the short guy away with me. I successfully get around the corner, seeing Jimin and Tae at the other end of the hall. They were by the pool area, Piper wouldn't be there. "What's your name?"

"Yoongi," he simply answered, while I nodded, walking off again. I went over to the front desk, smiling politely at the lady who looked up at me.

"Been seeing you and that red-haired guy around a lot today," she giggled softly, leaning on her hand as she looked at me. "What's up?"

"Is the boxing room still open?", I quickly ask her, waiting for a nod and answer.

"Yes, a girl was just asking about that too," she confirms my thoughts, as I quickly thanked her and ran in that direction.

"Let's go!"

Yoongi reluctantly followed behind me, deciding to just do what I said to do. It was easier to listen to me, than for me to get him to the hard way.

I stumbled through the swinging door, barely noticing the sound of someone taking in a sharp breath. "Piper, it's no use. I know you're here."

I heard shuffling, watching as she came out from behind the lockers, holding her hands up in surrender. She drops her hands, pointing at Yoongi, who was standing next to me.

"Who's he?"

"Yoongi, another one of Jimin's friends," I tell her, elbowing Yoongi in the process. He coughs, shaking his head and looking in her direction.

"You're Tae's girlfriend and her sister?", he questions, while Piper nods to answer his questions. "I feel bad for you."

I growled at him, glaring as he jumped away from me, hiding behind Piper quickly. "Let's just go tell the others, I found you."

As if on cue, everyone runs in, watching Yoongi clever behind Piper, as I glared at them all.

"Uh," Jungkook awkwardly speaks up first, breaking into a sheepish grin. "Found her!"

Idiots.