Dying for you| Yandere BTS X Reader (Completed)

twelve

     I tried to move, but I can't. Even if I was able, I doubt my legs would stop shaking long enough for me to walk two steps.

     The new man had finally stopped punching the weaker underneath him. He had beat him unconscious, and that scares me.

     He stands up and dusts himself off. My eyes are fixated on him as I watch his movements carefully.

     He turns around, and my eyes widen. He doesn't look how I thought he would. He is actually quite handsome. My guard drops immediately, but I still stay a little hesitant.

     He approaches me and holds out a hand. I take his in mine, and he pulls me up to where we are face to face. His face is close to mine so I can feel his warm breath hit my cheeks. I couldn't help but stare and admire his softly glowing features.

     "Are you okay?" His angelic voice speaks softly. It is a voice that could comfort anyone in any situation.

     He stares deeply into my eyes with concern. "I-I...yeah. I'm fine." I try not to sound like a complete idiot, but it's too late for that.

     We stand there for a moment until I finally gain my senses back. I blink and shake my head a bit. I push him away, and his face turns into a slight pout.

     "Thank you for saving me." I give him a small awkward smile.

     "Anything for a neighbor." He chuckles.

     "Um.. pardon?" I raise an eyebrow in confusion.

     "I don't think I've introduced myself yet. I'm Jimin. I live next door to you." He holds out his hand with a grin that makes his eyes disappear into little cresents.

     I stare at him with astonishment. "Well, that's fortunate." He giggles at my statement, and I slowly take my hand in his. We shake and start to walk.

     We completely forget about the guy that may or may not have a pulse on the ground.

     He walks me home and makes sure that I get home safe. I didn't worry about him doing it since he lives right next to me.

     Once I get home, we say our goodbyes. I give him a warm smile before stepping inside my home, and closing the door behind me.

     It comforts me knowing I have such a kind and trusty person living next door.

     Third Person POV

     Jimin smiles at Y/n until the very moment she closes the door. As soon as he hears it click, an annoyed scowl takes over his features. He thinks about the man who had tried with her earlier.

     He turns to exit her yard while pulling something out of his pocket. Before they left the scene, he had taken the man's ID out of his wallet.

     He had left the man alive since Jimin was fully aware there were cameras in the alley. However, it was hard to do so with the amount of anger and disgust he felt.

     Instead of turning left to go home, he turned right. Tonight was a night that will be filled with death and despair. He had frustrations and tension in his heart that he knew he had to get out of his system. First stop, the guy from the alleyway.

     He decided tonight was a night of torture and torment. Whether the victims would survive or not is not of importance to him. Whether they were innocent was also of no concern.

     He wanders into the night as a ticking time bomb that was about to go off. Nothing could stop him now. His mind is made.

     What the six men from earlier didn't figure out was that the place they met up was a place where weapons and devices coated the walls. It was too dark to see at the time, but there was dried blood covering the concrete grounds.

     That was were all of his magic happened. This is where he would tease and slaughter many people. Souls of the distressed and restless were probably wondering in the night. Waiting for the day of payback or closure that will probably never arrive.

     Jimin probably could have have killed the men, and covered up their deaths with ease, but he decided to have some fun.

     The game was something he was looking foward to playing. He was confident in his abilities. It's time to put the others to the test.

     His old friends were going to play with him for a second time. This actually isn't the first time something like this has happened. That's a story for another time, though.

     Y/n's POV

     That makes seven.

     I take a shower hoping to cleanse myself of that dirty man. All I can think about are the three good looking men that have appeared in my life.

     The stranger that comforted me, my best friend, my childhood friend, gym guy, the sketchy bully, mysterious park guy, and apperently my neighbor.

     I feel so lucky to have most of these guys around me. However, I can't help but feel something is off. Something I can't explain has my whole body shaking.

     I feel like I am in more danger than I was before. I feel vulnerable, and I can't understand what is making me feel this way.

     I could try and ignore it, but I feel that is much too impossible to accomplish. The feeling is too heavy to brush off.

     I am ready for a perfect storm to strike any day now. The feeling in my stomach only gets stronger with each passing day. Something about to happen. I'm sure of it.

     Oh how I didn't realize just how unprepared I truly was for my near future.

     If only I knew what happened behind closed doors.
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A/n

From this point on I will try and make the chapters longer and more frequent.

I haven't updated this in a while so here ya go.

The fun officially starts next chapter.