In Safe Hands +18 ~ BTS/SKZ/Reader

31 - Back to Back

"Wait, no, Yoongi.. I didn't mean it like that.." I called, as he slowly began reacting to my word vomit.

"What is wrong with you? Just when I think I'm getting somewhere with you, you go and do a 180 on me." He stressed, pulling out of me and then hastily walking out of the building.

I chase after him.

It was getting dark already.

How long were we in there for?

"Yoongi! Please! I want to keep trying. I want to be good!" I cry, rushing to him and grabbing his arm to stop him.

As he turned to look at me, his scowl softened slightly, and he let out a huff of air from his nose.

"If you could see yourself right now, you'd think you were wanting the opposite.. But I know it's not your fault.. Completely." He spoke softly, and as I tried to understand what he meant by that, he continued walking off without me.

"GO AND DIE WITH THE REST OF THEM, THEN!" I spat, almost demonically, and I stood shocked as Yoongi turned again to look at me, then shaking his head and laughing as he resumes, putting more distance between us.

Why did I say that?

I rushed back to the building we were just in, and as I got to the shattered mirror, my heart dropped.

My eyes were dark, almost like they were completely taken over by my pupils. My skin turned pale and translucent, highlighting the red and blue veins that networked around my body.

I got closer and my lips were dark grey, and the pink of my gums and tongue had turned red.

I looked hideous. Like, actually disgusting.

Why has this happened?

 I continued staring back at the face that somehow belonged to me, and I watched it suddenly morph before my eyes.

"Hi sweetheart." I spoke back to myself, but it wasn't me.

"Mother?" I faltered.

"I know you're scared, but you're doing so well. Your Grandfather would be so proud." 

"Why do you want me to be evil? Why can't I be good?" My voice cracks, and I feel tears running down my cheeks.

"It's for the greater good, sweetheart. Evil is stronger, leaves a lasting impact and protects you. Being good makes you vulnerable, lets your guard down and can hurt the people you love."

"That makes no sense. Evil has hurt so many people. You have hurt so many people.." I argue, now no longer upset.

"I have done what is necessary. The Great Plan is coming along nicely, and you are helping. I'm so proud of you."

"I don't need your praise. I don't want to be evil. You can't keep dictating my life." I frowned, attempting to walk away, but my body was frozen still.

"Your life is in my hands, honey. You will do as I say, Or everyone will die." 

"Are you really threatening me? My own Mother?" I sighed. I have no love for her, but my heart still somehow breaks.

"It's not a threat, darling. It's a promise that I have no power in. Rogues and Wardens must work in tandem or we will all die. This has been ongoing for centuries. It's time for you to do your bit. As it was mine."

"But you chose love didn't you?" I quizzed her, and I suddenly felt my heart get heavy.

"Look where it got me. Love and goodness only brings pain. You will find that out yourself soon enough if you keep trying to beat your own path instead of following the one I curated for you."