Wings (Yoongi)

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*Taehyung POV*

I think the talk with the manager went well. Yeah he was taken by surprise but I know he isn't going to blab his mouth about this. Our manager is someone we can trust and keep us out of unwanted situation.

While I was getting ready to perform I couldn't stop thinking. I've been thinking about so many things. Heaven acts so calm around I.M and Shownu, they kidnapped her, I don't understand why she is so close with them.

You wouldn't think she would want anything to do with them. But somehow it's almost like she likes them. I brush away the thought. There is no way she would like them. Would see?

I mean the way I.M acts around her is something from a guy who kidnapped her wouldn't normally do. I'm starting to wonder if he has a thing for her...does she have one back? God I hope not, Yoongi will be pissed as hell and I don't know what the fuck will happen.

My makeup was done and it was time to perform. We did vocal warm ups and tried getting the situation out of our head. The show must go on.

.....

*Heaven POV*

The boys went on stage. They were doing amazing, as always. It was always a sight to see, especially Yoongi.

"You look ridiculous gawking at them." some one spoke and turned to see I.M.

I scoffed. "As if, me? Gawking at these dorks?" I chuckled. "Only Yoongi." I smirked.

I.M smiled. "Which brings me to ask this. Why are you with him anyway? He seems cold and mad all the time, is he?"

I rolled my eyes. "No." I leaned against a wall. "He isn't really cold, he just...he has reasons for being the way he is."

"What are those?" he asked looking down at me. His eyes met mine and he smirked.

"You ask a lot of questions don't you." I say looking away from him and crossing my arms. What is with this dude?

If he is trying to flirt with me, he is setting himself up for death. I look into the stage hoping he would keep his mouth shut.

Nope. "Cause I want to get to know you more." he spoke smoothly.

"Excuse you? I'm with Yoongi, and I'm very happy." I said putting my hand on my hip and looking up at him.

He bit his bottom lip and caged me with his arms. "Damn, Yoongi was right about how you are when you're mad, but...I'm gonna make you fall for me."

I scoffed and tried pushing him off. "As if! Let me go, move!" I yelled. It was no use.

He was smirking down at me as I tried escaping. I brought my knee up to hit him in his dick. He quickly moved and slumped over holding himself. "Ow! Shit!"

I pushed him away and walked away from him. I found Maggie and sat next to her and crossed my arms. "Is something wrong? You're normally gawking at the stage."

"I don't gawk!" I yell at her.

She holds her arms back in defence. "Why are you yelling at me? I was making a joke damn!"

"Well don't!" I yell frustrated.

There was a loud crack and then a stinging sensation across my cheek and everyone looked at us. I held my cheek and looked at her shocked. "Lose your damn attitude." she growled.

I hit her arm. "I didn't hit you!"

"I hit you so you would shut up, now tell me what's wrong." she narrowed her eyes at me.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my legs in the chair and folded my arms. "No."

She stood up and raised her arm. "Tell me what's wrong!"

I cringed and yelled. "Okay okay! Damn!"

Maggie Sat down and looked at me. "What's wrong?"

"I.M. is trying with me, he just tried before I got here." I said rolling my eyes.

She looked at me with a poker face. "Does he want to die cause like Yoongi will make it so."

"I know but I don't know why he is even trying it's not like I would even want to anyway." I reply.

"He needs to chill he kidnapped you for crying out loud." she said.

I laughed. "Yeah but so did Yoongi."

She slapped my arm. "You aren't helping yourself."

I held it and smiled. "Yeah but it's whatever."

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*Yoongi POV*

Finally our show ended and everyone was screaming and cheering us on. It was such an amazing feeling, being back on stage and hearing everyone encourage us.

The lights were on my face as the makeup and sweat ran down my neck. It was so amazing. My shoulder jolted back and a severe pain engulfed my arm. I looked down and seen blood starting to form on my sleeve. Was I shot?

The crowd started screaming and I seen Heaven and Maggie running to us. What was going on?

Our manager pulled us off stage and quickly got us to safety with Jungkook and the rest of them. Just then my phone started to ring.

I picked it up nervously. "Hello?"

"I believe you have 2 of my men." a voice spoke through the phone.

Jooheon..."what do you want huh!?" I yell. "The money isn't my fault!"

"Neither is your bullet wound but I'm saying....give us the money before you leave New York and I won't kill you got it?"

"Us? You're still working with him!?" I yell at I.M and Shownu. They looked completely shock. So shocked I knew it wasn't them. "What do you mean us?" I ask through the phone.

"I've teamed up with someone special and powerful." he smirked through the phone. "I want to kill you Yoongi."

I stayed silent as he continued talking.

"I will kill her in front of you...then kill all of them and leave you to die a painful death."

I gripped the phone tightly.

"Money by the end of 2 days...or you all die."

He hung up the phone and I squeezed it hard in my hand and shoved it in my pocket. You've got to be kidding me! My arm was bleeding and we scared our fans over a death threat! I'm going to find you Jooheon, you're dead.