BTS Imagines

Yoongi - plan

"No way. It's too dangerous. What if none of you make it back, especially Yoongi? What will I do?"

I looked around the room as I was in panic mode. Everyone gave me a sorrow look before leaving the room as told to by Yoongi. Soon it was just us two in the big conference room in the mansion. I felt Yoongi holding my face as he made me look at him.

"Baby, listen. I need you to trust me on this one. I know this mission is a really risky one. We're going against someone who is very skilled. I understand you worry as a friend to the guys and as my wife, but please we have this under control. We didn't do all the training for nothing. We have this, alright?"

"But-"

"No buts, just please trust all of us. Some of the guys are going to stay home with you so you have protection here just in case. So for the night please stay in the bedroom with the doors and windows locked. Don't let anyone in unless I say too. I have the cameras set so I will be able to see who appears outside the house. I love you and I will clear this mission"

"You're making it sound like you're going to be killed at the end and this is your goodbye to me"

"I will never leave you, ever. I'm not finished fucking the daylights out of you"

"And you ruined it. Just go to the mission. Don't fucking die"

"Now you know I can't promise that. Go into the bedroom now please"

"Alright. I love you very much Yoongi"

"I love you too my queen"

I leaned up and gave him a kiss. Not wanting to pull away I grabbed his shirt and pulled him even closer. He tapped my shoulder as he gentle pulled away from the kiss.

"As much as I'd love to take you on this table. I have to go"

I pouted as he quickly pecked my lips before walking out of the room. I gently kicked the chair before following behind him. I watched as everybody was picking up their guns and putting them in their holders before attaching bulletproof vests on their bodies. Just watching them grab their equipment made me really nervous again. I sat myself on the bottom of the staircase bringing my knees up to my chest. 

"Y/N?"

"Yeah"

"You trust Yoongi right?"

"With all my heart Jimin"

"Then trust him when he says we can do this"

"I know. It's just every-time you do a mission I get reminded of how scary the mafia world is"

"It must be scary not knowing what is happening but I will try my best to keep you updated throughout the night"

"Ok, thank you. I'm going to head upstairs. Good Luck"

I ruffled his hair before walking up the stairs. I locked the bedroom door and watched from the balcony as they all got into the cars. Yoongi had turned around and looked up at me before blowing me a kiss. I caught it and held it against my chest as I sent him a smile before heading inside and locking the balcony doors. Now I just sit and wait until they get home. 

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5 hours had passed and I had not managed to fall asleep. The constant thought of Yoongi not coming back alive was killing me. I stood and headed towards the bathroom when phone rang and Jimin's name flashed across the lockscreen.

"Jimin?"

"Y/N we are coming through the gates. We got most of the guys except the leader and a couple of his men but"

There was slight hesitation in his voice as his breath sounded unsteady.

"But what Jimin?"

"It's Yoongi hyung. He got hit pretty bad"

"How bad Jimin!"

"We're coming in now"

The call disconnected and I threw my phone on the bed before running down the stairs to find them coming in with Yoongi being carried by Jungkook and Namjoon.

"What the fuck happened?"

"Yoongi was trying his best to fight off the leader of the other group but they got him on the outside of his proof vest and hit his heart. I'm sorry, Y-"

Before Jimin uttered another word I stood up and slapped him. The tears fell from my eyes as I clung onto his jacket falling to the floor bringing Jimin along with me.

"You told me to trust you and look what happened! He's fucking dead! You told me nothing would happen!"

My fists kept pounding his chest as he held my head and comforted me. I must've cried so much because I ended crying myself to sleep. 

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"Noona, wake up"

"Hmm, Tae. What time is it?"

"It's 8am. You slept through the night. We took turns watching over you after last nights incident"

"Oh right. Umm, I'm just going to freshen up"

"Ok. We made breakfast if you were hungry at all"

"Thanks Tae"

I gave him hug as I went to freshen up. It didn't take me long before I joined the guys in the dining room sipping on the coffee Jin made for me. I still couldn't believe that he wasn't here. I stared at the chair were he would be sitting right now across from me drinking his coffee, now it was just empty. 

"Y/N, there is something for you in the garden in the summer house"

"Oh right. Thanks"

I placed my half empty cup of coffee on the table and made my way down to the summer house. I carefully opened the door and switched the lights on. The area was empty except for a few boxes of mafia equipment. I was about to walk back out when I figured there wasn't anything in here but I voice stopped me. 

"Baby?"

My heart started beating faster as I slowly turned around. His figure was standing there, dressed in jeans, top and a leather jacket. I was frozen in my position trying to figure out if he was real or if it was just my imagination.

"Do I not get a hug?"

My eyes blinked as the realization sunk in that Yoongi was here and not dead. I walked up to him as he held his arms out expecting me to hug him. I raised my hand and slapped his face.

"ARE YOU FUCKING WITH ME RIGHT NOW! I THOUGHT YOU FREAKING DIED, YOONGI. YOU ARE A FUCKING BASTARD FOR MAKING ME THINK THAT YOU WERE DEAD!"

He stared at me watching as I shed the tears from my eyes. I felt him hold my hands to prevent me from hitting his chest any further. He then held my face before kissing me. After a while he pulled apart. 

"I'm so sorry I scared you princess. It was all part of the plan. I really sorry I never informed you about this part"

"You could've informed me so I didn't have a fucking heart attack. Fuck, I slapped Jimin because of this"

"Ah I missed you slapping that little punk"

"Don't ever make a plan like again without me knowing. You fucking dick"

"I'm sorry"

I pulled him close and kissed him like my life depended on it. His hand grabbed my thighs before lifting me up on the table. His hands then got tangled in my hair as we ripped our clothes off. I pulled away from the kiss and looked up at him. I caressed his face as I ran my fingers along his plump lips. You can imagine what happened next. Good thing the summer house came with locks and blinds.