A book of BTS x gender neutral reader, sometimes female reader, male reader- oneshots, drabbles, and BTS ships.
Stories and plots differ from each chapter.
The oneshots would mostly be about relationships.
And would be updated when the idea sparks i...
Summary: Running away from your fiancé, a mafia leader, wasn't as easy as you thought.
Warnings: Implied cheating, murder, guns, blood, heels of shoes.
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Unlocking the door to your hotel room, you entered and closed the door behind you, locking it.
And there he was, lying on your bed while staring at his phone.
"Yoongi!" you practically shrieked. Just how on Earth did he find you within a week? Well, right, it isn't a big deal for the mafia leader that the world feared.
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"No. I'm Louis Williams Suga Adams the 3rd" he retorted, still looking at his phone.
"Of course, it's me, baby. The man you'll be marrying next week" he said with a gummy smile while turning his head to look at you.
Stumbling back a little, you parted your lips as they started to quiver a bit, desperately trying to find another escape.
"Did you enjoy your vacation, baby?" Yoongi asked as he dropped the phone on the bed. "Because we have to leave now" he said, getting up from the bed and walking towards you.
"No-"
"We still have our honeymoon to look around. Don't worry" he cut you off, wrapping his arms around your waist.
Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss against your lips, sighing in contentment as he pulled back.
"Ah, I missed these lips," Yoongi said. Placing another kiss on your jawline, he ran his fingers through your loose hair. "And what about you? Did you miss me?" he asked with a smirk that screamed mischief.
As you tried to get out of his grip, his eyes darkened. He grasped you by your wrist, running a thumb along the sensitive skin underneath.
"What happened, honey? Why did you change your mind like this?" Yoongi asked, feigning innocence. "Don't worry. You can hate me as much as you want. But you can never run away from me" he said, taking your hand and moving it under his t-shirt to let you trace his abs.
"But you came here without telling me, anyway" he said, tilting his head to the side. "Now get your bags packed. We're leaving to Seoul in our private jet" he patted your head, releasing you from his grip.
"Can we-"
"Hush" Yoongi cut you off again. "Go and pack your bags."
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Standing in front of the receptionist, you handed her the key card to your room while the pale skinned man was ready to leave with you and the guards.
You looked at the girl in front of you, knowing that Yoongi wouldn't be able to hear you speaking.
