My Gangster [BTS fanfic]

Chapter 9

Yana watched in horror as Sungyeon landed into the arms of V who looked quite surprised, for the first time appearing confused and not knowing what to do but to hold the girl who was now out of it, in his hands.

He stared down at her for a few seconds before removing his arms but the persistent female would not let go of his hoodie. If anything she snuggled further into it and sighed contently, a stress free look coming over her face, something Yana had never seen her do for a very long time. She watched V with curiosity as he sighed frustrated but at last swept Sungyeon into his arms as he stood up with her.

Yana fumbled up onto her feet once she saw what he was doing. "Yah! Where are you taking her?"

V turned around slowly, eyes sinister and immediately she shut up. "Don't forget whom you're with before you start using that tone, get it girl?"

She slowly nodded, swallowing. All of the fear and stress had now worked it's way into her mind and suddenly all she wanted to do was sit on the floor and cry. J-hope noticed her dilemma and sighed. He had always hated those kinds of atmosphere where girls cry. All he wanted to do was comfort them, he had a soft spot for girls.

He took a few steps forward and watched as she studied him with wary eyes and crawled back.

J-hope put on a small smile, hoping to ease up her pain but letting full warmth take over his face was something that never happened to him in a long time. He had an emotionless side that always made it's way onto his expression like everyone else. As if they didn't give a single care what was happening.

"Annyeong." He said as brightly as he could but his eyes remained blank. J-hope knelt down in front of her and ruffled her hair lightly. "I'm J."

Yana simply watched him. Millions of thoughts were running through her mind at the moment. What was this guy playing at? Was this a trick? Was this part of their 'plan' they used to do the impossible?

She gulped, not saying anything but her knuckles turning white because of her tight fists as a result of fear clawing at her heart.

J-hope smiled again and leaned forward. "Hey, you need a shower yet? You look like you could."

Yana's jaw was almost threatened to opening. He was being nice. Nice! Something killers were not! Killers should mostly be acting like Jungkook was doing. Angry, furious, frustrated, ready to rip anything apart but this man...

He held out a reassuring hand to her and she stared at it, contemplating with her mind rather than focusing on what her heart was saying. If she didn't take his hand, he might get angry and punish her, do something worse or maybe even kill her. If he did, there was no telling what he could do to her. This could be a trick question. How to slide though it....

"It's fine, I won't hurt you." He said softly and Yana cautiously slipped her fingers in J-hope's waiting palm, pausing to see what he does. But he simply captured her hand gently and stood her up. "This way my lady." He said playfully.

Jin almost smiled at J-hope's behavior but kept it in. Jimin watched intensely, regret taking over when he saw the fear on the innocent girl's face. But that could only be wiped off after they finished their job and they could go back to their normal lives.

Monster walked over to Jungkook who had calmed down and was now looking bored. He rolled his eyes and pulled out a knife, the blade catching the light and gleaming. "Hyung I wanna do something."

"Go kill a cat then." Monster chuckled at his own reply.

"How about one of those agents locked up in the basement?" Jungkook inquired, that sick twisted look of a murderer coming over his face, as it came over the others often too.