Seven Sins - Third Part | BTS x Reader

Subjugation

For a moment, nothing happens. It's so eerily quiet you're convinced you could have heard the earth turn.

The tallest of the creatures, barely recognisable as Jin's haggard figure, screeches something reminiscent of a word.

Something flickers towards you, and before your eyes have caught up and realised its Namjoon lunging at you, Yoongi has already stepped aside, his movements so fast your surroundings are blurring.

The figure that was once Namjoon growls, a deep, unsettling sound that makes the very core of your being shake.

Before he can attack again, Yoongi lifts his hand in the direction of the remaining Sins.

Gravity amplifies.

The atmosphere changes.

The centre of the earth shifts.

As Yoongi's power pours from his palm, he lowers an invisible burden onto your shoulders that you cannot go against, and at the same time, an unyielding grip tightens around your body, squeezing every last drop of air out of your lungs and making your bones crack as they are ground into each other.

"Yoongi", you wheeze, unable to produce a louder sound.

"I know, sweetheart, I know." You can hear the reluctance in his voice, but the force compressing your entire body doesn't let off.

"Bear with me."

It's too difficult to fully lift your head against the overbearing pressure on your body, but you can hear Namjoon growl and falter in his step as Yoongi's influence comes to a rest on his shoulders. From the figures still lined up opposite of you, you can hear the thud of someone dropping to their knees.

One.

More and more weight piles up on your shoulders and you whimper when the wound in your arm flares with pain while whatever powers you could feel within you are diminished to nothing more than embers, submitting themselves to Yoongi's superiority.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry." This time, the pain in his voice is tangible.

You want to throw your head back in agony when the pressure intensifies once more, hot, white pain overriding everything else as even your demonic body starts to give in to the sheer force of Yoongi's influence.

"I'm sorry", you hear him whisper as your sight blurs, his voice low and almost threatening to break into a sob. In the back of your hazy mind, you can feel Heishe roar with desperation and rage as he attempts to break through Yoongi's barricade – unsuccessfully.

Don't, you order him in your mind. It's only one word, yet its mental utterance is almost too much for you, your concentration only barely able to fight the heavy blanket that is Yoongi's repression.

The only thing you know before your consciousness starts to flicker is that if your familiars enter, they will be killed.

One after the other, your senses give out, and the only thing you know is that you dig your fingers into Yoongi's shoulder, clinging to him like you're lost at sea and he's your lifeline.

At some point, he lifts you higher, cradling your crumpled body in his arm and resting his head on yours as if soothing a child, his other hand still extended as he puts the other Sins down one by one.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, bewal", he mumbles, desperation lacing every syllable. Somewhere deep down, you know he wants this to be over just as much as you, but as his strength crushes your entire being and its physical shell, you have no room for any other thoughts.

From the borders of your consciousness, you can hear the growls and hisses of what you presume are the other Sins as they are forced to give in to Yoongi's influence and drop to the ground.