My Gangster [BTS fanfic]

chapter 19

“Can you please stop moving?!” Yana exclaimed, frustrated out of her wits because of the young boy in front of her. He wouldn’t stop playing with her hair whenever she tried to clean his now open wounds due to the small blowout between him and Yugyeom.

The white haired boy had walked in on Jungkook saying whatever he wanted to say to me, ultimately cutting him off and that tipped the younger boy over the edges.

Jungkook scoffed and pulled back his hand to his abdomen and hissed lightly. “Get off, you’re annoying.” He replied grumpily.

‘He needs some anger management lessons,’ Yana shook her head before she placed her the warm cloth soaked in hot water on his right chest where the bullet had pierced him. She winced, seeing the blood and his wound.

“Ow!” Jungkook cried irritably but didn’t move away.

“You’re such a big baby, I’m almost starting to believe you’re not even a gangster.” Yana mumbled. It was hard to see him like a dangerous person now that he was acting like a petulant five year old with her.

“I’m gonna ignore you said that because you’re treating me else I have lined up methods of making you suffer little girl.” Jungkook gritted his teeth.

Yana’s eyebrow twitched. “Did you just call me little girl?”

“I’m beginning to think you’re deaf.” He grinned his bunny smile but she was way past her limit to swoon over that.

Yana stood up. “How dare you, you selfish arrogant puffer fish?”

She clenched her fists when Jungkook pursed his lips, trying not to laugh.

“Puffer fish? Really?” He sputtered, face turning red.

“It’s because you puff your chest like an arrogant idiot and lift your nose around in the air as if your pride will automatically rise up like it can.” She put her hands on her hips.

The teasing look vanished from his face and he pointed his index finger at her. “Don’t use that tone with me.” He warned.

Yana raised an eyebrow. She wasn’t afraid anymore. She was just so very fascinated by how much of a jerk Jungkook was and now, it was making her angry. Hella angry.

She stood up,fuming. “What’re you gonna do? You’re gonna break my jaw this time? I don’t even care anymore! I can’t believe it myself that I’m trying to treat the guy who basically took out my shoulder and hurt my friend AND kidnapped us both and this is what I get? You know what, do this yourself, I’m not taking your shit anymore, you can just go to hell!”

In her fury, she tossed away the cloth into his face before whirling around and stomping out through the door that was surprisingly unlocked.

Slamming the door behind her, Yana left.

Jungkook took the cloth off his face and he threw it down on the ground beside him. He wasn’t surprised by her behavior, in fact, he was somewhat expecting it. It just happened a bit sooner.

After all, he wanted to see who would stay take his shit for long before abandoning him. Guess the one who considered him worth that wasn’t her huh?

The red hue from my face never disappeared throughout the entire day. I couldn’t tell if it was day or night but a long time passed since the cursed incident between me and my kidnapped and all I wanted to do was to forget that memory.

On the other hand, V, I mean, Taehyung, looked so relaxed while lying back on his back, foot propped up on a squishy pillow. I wondered if all gangsters were this rich, I mean, the mansion these guys lived in were the ones I used to wish for and see on TV.