These are the series that I include from my Tumblr page:
-Sexy BTS
(scenes between reader x a member of BTS)
-BTS Short Imagines
(can be random stories that include either all the members, some of the members and sometimes the reader)
-BTS Personal...
He never intended it to grow out of hand. They were a bad influence, he knew that. But they were the only people that he could connect with. The others, they were all too absorbed in the society's synthetic elements. At least, these people showed who they truly were.
It started out innocent. He would meet up with them every Friday night for a drink, getting a little buzzed and having a wild time. It would cheer him up if he was being honest. Then the meetups became more frequent and he became more involved in the group. They made him an official member. It made him feel appreciated, accepted and wanted. No one else did that for him.
Now it was a habit to make his way down to their meetup spots. The lying became a common thing too. His parents would only know that he was somewhere in the school, studying late for a test that never existed. He was too blinded by their friendship that he did what he was told without hesitation. A few bottles of beer became shots of hard liquor. A stick of cigarette became a joint of weed. Soon he was pushed into physical altercations with members of other groups, getting home late at night, beaten down to the bone.
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He thought nothing of it even when his parents would kick him out for bringing trouble to their house. He was a bad role model to his younger siblings, that's what they said. They kept on insinuating that he was the black sheep of the family, a disappointment. All the more, it would fuel his passion for the group. They were the only ones that cared for him, to take him in when he wandered aimlessly in the night. That was what he thought.
Until the Police stepped in. One Saturday night, they were having a wild party by the peer when a rival group came to confront them. It turned into a huge fight in minutes. Drunk and in a fit of rage, he smashed a glass bottle over the head of his competitor. And without him knowing, the sharp edge had been repeatedly shoved into the man's body. The shrieks of pain were unheard. by him.
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Sirens wailed with the colours of blue and red flashing. He looked down to his hands, realising was red with blood. What had he done?
"Put your hands up!" yelled the Police.
Their guns were all trained at him. Where were the others? He looked around him, hoping to catch a glimpse of his friends. The pier was empty.
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And at that moment, he found himself alone, surrounded by the police.
