Mafia x agent + Arranged marriage Au.
Contains mature content.
A young woman skilled in the art of battle and business is assigned to crush the existence of a cruel emperor along with his kingdom, but who would have thought that the relationship th...
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⚠️ Mentions of trauma/panic attack ⚠️
With every crunch of the candy, a surge of sourness numbed her tongue. The impact of the attack made her forget what was it to chew and gulp. A brittle piece that managed to scrape her throat in the attempt to gulp resulted in a violent choke. Nevertheless, the sudden gush of tongue twitching sourness had her focusing on the taste rather than the squeeze of her head and crushing of her chest. With a little more blast of sourness, Y/n's muscles slowly relaxed, and finally, she found her ground.
Y/n had a vague memory of her actions before she crumbled at the base of her bed while sinking her fingers into her pockets desperate to find the slash of candies. The preceding memory was a blur, her mind stuttered with the newly found emotion, enough to push her into the abyss of panic. All she remembered was her heart throbbing in the acknowledgment of what she said.
"I love you, you fucking asshole"
As much as those words brought relief to the notorious behavior of her heart, it had ignited an even greater storm. All she could think was how her heart betrayed her, she betrayed herself, she betrayed Yoongi, she betrayed Namjoon and every other agent who was being pushed into putting their life on line working as a mole, she betrayed what was world to her and now everything seems undeniably a mess.
Her crouched figure curled even further crushing her legs against her chest. She laid there on the floor for a couple of moments, breathing in and out. But no matter what, the tears wouldn't stop. From the time she confessed, they seem to be flowing endlessly leaving her eyes scorching red.
Suddenly Y/n wondered whether Jimin woke up, she was in too much haste when she pulled her hands away from him and walked out of his room leaving his body out cold, she can't even remember if she tucked him properly but she did tuck him, the least she did to please her heart.
One thing was sure, if she were to face Jimin, her heart would betray her and if she were to face Yoongi, the anger she has for herself would betray her and if she were to face Namjoon, the guilt would betray her. Thus she had no one to turn to, she never had one but she always wished for safe arms and warm eyes.
Y/n knew she was not a child anymore and she did not need comfort but her broken childhood said otherwise.
Soon the woman trudged her sore body towards the shower hoping a hot dip in the bath would help her. On turning the shower on, she watched the water pitter-patter onto the floor and she watched them forming pools on some areas and continued to watch, her eyes on them and her mind everywhere else.
The thing about people who seem idle is that you will never know which paradise they are unraveling or how deep they are drowning.
Before she knew her shoulder quaked as sobs tumbled down from her lips. Crying, the woman gently removed the bandage across her shoulder and gazed at the wound hoping to find the hate she held for him. SeokJin said she could remove the bandage anytime she wished but Y/n worrying about her ignorance towards her health opted to continue wearing them for better protection.
