My Gangster [BTS fanfic]

Chapter 16

This man named Younjae was annoying to the core. He was absolutely everything I could ever despise! And where was this all coming from? It was because the idiot behind me was poking me with a sharp edged unidentifiable weapon that looked like a non flat katana to be honest. And it was going to cut a hole through my shirt, new shirt I might add, if he kept going at it.

It took me all of my courage not to turn around and spit profanities at him, purposely throwing bits of saliva into his face so he would get annoyed as well.

Younjae poked me again when I slowed down due to my ankle that gotten a bit of bruised during the heat of the moment where I was jumping onto a black dressed madman.

My temper was rising fast and my fists were already clenched, ready to punch him.

Poke, poke, poke, poke... "Move faster will you?" He added annoyed.

I took a deep breath and recited a mantra in my head, 'You can kill him later, you can kill later, you can kill him later....'

Poke.

"Grr!" I growled and whirled around raising both my arms and one feet to fully attack this guy but one hand slipped around my waist and pulled me away. I managed to claw at his face, leaving satisfactory bloody scratches, and he stared at me while holding his cheek, shocked and angry.

"I'll kill you!" This wasn't even me speaking, I never blew up like a maniac ever. But living with annoying guys for a total month could take its toll on you.

"Okay, calm down, relax." A stern but soothing voice said and I frowned at Youngjae. "You little bi-"

"Hey!" J snapped at him and he stopped. "Stop."

"Tell that thing to stop and I will!" He snarled at me.

"How dare you-" I started to jump back at him and J wrapped both of his arms around me, holding me back.

"You need to stop darling." He ordered softly.

I huffed, halting my movements. Then I just stopped squirming altogether and glared at the floor, burning the carpet.

I could practically hear the man holding me smile. "Good girl."

Then he turned to Youngjae and raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

His mouth dropped open and pointed at me. "Isn't she a prisoner?"

"Yeah and you do realize you're picking a fight with a high schooler right?" J said again.

"She's more like a lap dog hearing orders from her master." Youngjae smirked.

My eyes flashed to him. He called me a lap dog.

"When I get my hands on a glass bottle I will smash it to your head you stupid piece of crap!" I was speaking like I was not afraid of what they could do to me. When J held me, it felt safe.

J chuckled and patted my head. "Relax, what are you even doing here?"

I turned my attention to him. "I was coming to see if you guys were okay."

He smiled that big, giant smile. "Aw, that's so cute!" But pinching me cheeks was not okay. I stayed still but I winced. J let go and turned me around, his hands holding my shoulders. "Kaja!"

Why was he so happy? Is he always happy? Did he not have a button for other feelings? Right at the moment, I couldn't find a single thing to smile about and this guy was grinning as if he could see all the purposes to be happy.

The other members were all sprawled on the floor except for Suga who was sitting in a chair, head laid back and eyes closed. This guy could pick anywhere to just find his subconscious and shut out the rest of the world.