Random BTS oneshots

The Mafia Queen

Y/N pov

Kim Y/N.

The name that strikes fear in everyone's eyes.

That's used to scare children.

One of the most notorious killers of all time.

The Mafia Queen.

I chuckle as I read the newspaper.

"Ah, people are such softies these days." I mutter as Hwasa laughs.

"So..." She says, leaning forward on the table and smirking. "What about that Jungkook guy?"

"Oh, he's the biggest of all softies." I say and she laughs again.

"You think he'll pay you back?" She asks.

I scoff. "Not a chance."

"He's such a cutie." She chuckles and I grin.

"You're really gonna do that to him, though?" She asks.

"If that bitch can do it, so can I." I shrug.

Jk pov

I take a shaky breath as I nervously dial her number.

Kim Y/N.

The mafia everyone's afraid of.

I owe her tons of money.

Here's what happened.

Flashback

She pins me against the wall and puts her gun on my neck.

I gulp and breathe shakily as my eyes tear up.

She gapes and chuckles.

"You're such an easy target, y'know." She tells me and moves closer so our noses are touching.

"P-please, Y/N." I sob. "Let m-me go."

"And why should I do that?" She tilts her head and whispers.

"Y/N-" My voice breaks as tears stream down my eyes.

"Don't cry." She says firmly and I put all my will power into not sobbing.

"Please." I choke out. "I'll do anything."

"Hmm... Let me think she says and pretends to think. "How about you give me three million won by the end of this month?"

My eyes widen.

"Y/N, my mother's sick. Her treatment is really expensive and I can barely put together all that money, even if I had that much to give you, I wouldn't be in a place to lose so much money." I tell her.

"Can she afford to lose her son, then?" She whispers and strokes my hair.

"Y-Y/N, please." I choke out as tears stream down my eyes again.

She sighs.

"Okay then." She says.

"W-wha-" I ask, my face filled with horror.

"I'll give you the money you need for your mother's treatment." She says.

"Wha- why..?" I ask, my eyes wide.

"I'm taking pity on you. Be grateful, this doesn't happen often." She sighs.

"But why are yo-"

"I'm not doing charity, boy. You need to pay me back the double amount in a year." She says.

"I-I-" I stutter. I need the money. I have to save my mother.

"I'll do it." I say.

She smirks and shakes her head. "You poor little thing " she says and walks away.