Yandere BTS Oneshots.

Possessed by Power || OT7

Y/n stood outside the towering glass building, her heart thumping in her chest. She adjusted her blouse nervously, taking a deep breath. Working for seven of the richest and most influential men in Korea wasn't exactly what she'd envisioned for herself. But here she was, a personal assistant to Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin (Jin), Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, and Jeon Jungkook.

As she entered the building, the atmosphere changed. The air was colder, more intense. Y/n always felt on edge here, but it wasn't just because of the pressure that came with the job. It was them. All seven of them. They were terrifying in their own ways, strict and demanding, but there was always that teasing undertone in everything they did. She could never quite figure them out.

Stepping into the elevator, she pressed the button for the top floor where their offices were. As the doors slid open, Y/n was greeted by the usual sight: sleek, modern décor, and an oppressive silence that always made her feel like she was walking into the lion's den.

"Morning, sweetheart."

Y/n nearly jumped out of her skin as Hoseok appeared beside her, leaning casually against the doorframe of his office with a smirk on his face. He always snuck up on her like that.

"M-Morning, Hoseok-ssi," she stammered, clutching the files in her hands a little tighter.

"Aw, don't be so formal, angel. I told you to call me Hobi. Or oppa if you're feeling cute today," he winked, his voice dripping with playful sarcasm.

Y/n swallowed, her cheeks heating up. Before she could respond, Namjoon stepped out of his office, adjusting his suit jacket as he strode over.

"You're late, princess," Namjoon said in his deep, authoritative tone. His eyes were sharp, but there was a hint of amusement in them as he looked down at her. "We've got a meeting in ten minutes. Make sure the documents are ready."

Y/n nodded quickly, her heart racing as she tried to avoid his gaze. "Yes, sir."

"Sir?" Jin's voice echoed from behind Namjoon as he joined the group, a mischievous grin on his face. "Namjoon-ah, you've scared her again. Don't be so mean to our little darling."

Y/n's face flushed even more as Jin reached out and gently flicked a strand of her hair behind her ear. He always did small, flirty things like that. All of them did, and it drove her crazy.

"I wasn't being mean," Namjoon muttered, but the smirk on his face said otherwise.

"Yeah, hyung, don't be a bully. Our precious kitten is just doing her best," Jungkook's voice chimed in as he walked down the hall, hands stuffed in his pockets. His eyes glinted mischievously as he looked her up and down.

Y/n wanted to disappear. She could feel all of their eyes on her, watching her every move, every little expression.

"I-I'll get the documents now," she muttered, trying to make her escape.

Before she could get far, Yoongi appeared out of nowhere, his dark gaze locking onto hers as he leaned against the wall next to her. He didn't say a word, just raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to pass. Yoongi was the quietest, but somehow the scariest of them all.

"Yoongi-ssi..." she whispered, almost afraid to look at him directly.

"Don't be scared, little doll," Yoongi finally murmured, his voice low and soft but sending shivers down her spine. "We don't bite... unless you ask nicely."

Her mouth went dry at his words, and before she could react, Jimin appeared, wrapping an arm around her shoulders like it was the most natural thing in the world.