Pretty Boy✔️

Part 20

You push yourself back up against the wall and close your eyes tight as you curl up into a tight ball. You hear Yoongi move towards you slowly and his light breathing. You feel the bed dip in heavily before a pair of arms wrap around you.

You let out a small sob and try to move out of Yoongi's grip, now opening your eyes. You turned your head the other way so you couldn't see his face as you tried to move away. Yoongi gently grabbed at your arms to stop you moving and hushed you quietly.

"Hey, hey calm down. Your gonna hurt yourself, Y/N." Yoongi whispers softly. You frown and stop struggling at his softness towards you. You slowly turn your head towards him and scan his perfectly sculpted face.

He looked worried about you.

Yoongi reluctantly lets go of you and you shuffle away from him slowly to the other end of the bed. He watches you with a worried expression and glances towards the door as if expecting something.

"I won't hurt you, Y/N. I know I tired to but- but I won't now. I promise." Yoongi whispers to you softly. He then holds out his pinkie towards you, causing you to flinch. You squeeze your eyes shut but open then slowly when you hear him sigh. You see his outstretched pinkie and reluctantly wrap yours around his.

A smaller version of his gummy smile spreads across his lips and he pulls his hand away. You bite your lip and gulp as you stare at every little movement he made.

"How did you get down here?" You whisper softly. Yoongi sighs and lets his head drop down for a moment. He then looks up at you through his blonde locks and bites his lip softly.

"I um- I kinda had to knock Jimin out." Yoongi replied hesitantly. Your eyes widen and you try to move away again more. Yoongi watches as you move away and sighs, crossing his legs on the bed.

"Why?" You ask him slowly. Yoongi sighs again and runs a hand through his hair.

"He wouldn't let me see you. He thought I was gonna hurt you and he refused to go and tell you I promised I wouldn't." Yoongi mumbled softly. You glance towards the dark Corridor that was beyond the open door and gulp.

"Why would you hurt me? Why did you try hurt me?" You spurt out suddenly. You scan him over and lock your hands together to try stop your body shaking. Yoongi's eyes slowly travel down to the bed and he moved the sheets around in his hand for a moment.

"Someone gave me a contract to kill you."  He growls softly. You frown deeply and tuck your hair behind your ear.

"Who? Why?" You push him. You lean forward on your palms so you can hear him better. He slowly looks up to meet your eyes and sighs softly.

"Your father. He um, he said you asked too many questions and you were getting into trouble and wanted rid of you." Yoongi replies hesitantly. Your eyes widen and you lean back.

Your own father wanted you dead? That couldn't be right. You were also his cherished child. Ever since your mother died he cared for you more then anything. But he wanted you gone? You couldn't believe it.

Your eyes become blurry with tears as you stare down at the bed. You unconsciously clench the sheets up in your fists and tighten your jaw as tears begin to streak down your face. You feel a sudden touch at your cheek and look up to see Yoongi leaning over and wiping your tears.

"I'm sorry. That's why we wanted to keep you here. You weren't safe out there but then he said he'd pay me twice as much. And then you spotted Kook with his abilities and-" Yoongi trails off slowly and pulls his hand away slowly. You sniffle and wipe your tears, sitting up straight.

"Right." You mutter sternly. Yoongi looks up with a frown at you and tilts his head slowly.

"Right?" He repeats with a look of confusion crossing his face. You clear your throat and stare into his eyes.

"Right, if that's the case then just kill me now. Right here, right now." You mumble with a blank face. Yoongi's eyes widen and he sits back quickly. He shakes his head and takes your hands in his quickly. You pull your hands away and keep your eyes locked on him.

"I can't do that." Yoongi whispers to you. His voice cracks softly as tears begin to fill his black eyes. You'd never seen him like this before and it broke you. You gulped to fight back tears that threatened to fall from your eyes and blink slowly.

"You can. You've been paid to. I'm not significant to anyone anyway." You sigh and let your eyes drop down. A tear rolls down your cheek as you begin to think back on your own words.

You were right. You weren't significant to anyone. No one cared about you in any way. You were nothing to Jina, you were nothing to your father and you certainly weren't anything to these boys. Your life was disintegrating before your eyes anyway so why bother let yourself get hurt anymore?

If Yoongi wouldn't do it, you would. You remembered about the small pocket knife you kept on you at all times. Your hand slowly travels its way to your pocket and feels around the lump that was your knife.

"Y/N stop it. Don't say that. You mean something to me." Yoongi cries softly. You block out his tears and stare down at the bed as tears stream from your eyes. You slowly slide your hand into your pocket and feel at the cold metal or the pocket knife. You slowly bring it out and flip the blade out. Yoongi stared down at it and grabbed your hand to stop you in place and it works.

"Yoongi, that's a lie and we both know it. I'm just better off dead. I don't need to be alive. My own father wants me dead anyway so-" Before you can continue any further Yoongi presses his lips to yours. Your tears mix with each other as he holds your face and kisses you passionately. You sit still as he kisses you and you reluctantly kiss back.

"Yoongi! Get off her! Stop hurting her!" You suddenly heat Jimin shout from somewhere. You open your eyes as Yoongi pulls away and you see the six boys running down the dark hall.

"He wasn't hurting me!" You defend as you sit in front of Yoongi to protect him. Taehyung grabs your arms and pulls you off the bed into a strong hug. You drop the knife to the floor as he pulls you and groan as you impact with his chest.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Jungkook asks hurriedly as Taehyung holds you. You struggle in his grip but can't seem to find a way out of the barricade that was his embrace.

"I'm fine! He wasn't hurting me!" You yell out as Namjoon grabs hold of Yoongi by the collar. You watch as he throws him to the ground and Yoongi hits it back first. "STOP!" You scream out. All the boys freeze in their places and Taehyung lets go of you. You rush over To Yoongi's side and kneel in front of him. Namjoon glares at you as you protect the older and Jin lets out a low sigh while the others watch closely.

"Y/N. Move. He was going to hurt you." Namjoon commands. You shake your head and your eyes land on the knife that was just in arms reach. "Move or I'll make you move." He repeats. You quickly dive forward and grab the knife, pushing the blade to the soft part of your skin. If you pressed any harder, it would destroy your vein and kill you. You stare up at the boys' shocked expressions and let out a shaky sigh.

"Touch him and I'll do it." You growl out. Namjoon sighs irritated and puts his hands in his pockets.  "He wasn't hurting me. He was saving me again. I was going to hurt myself." You hiss at him. Namjoon's eyes widen as he stares down at the blade.

"You what?" Taehyung whispers softly as he watches you closely. You nod slowly and gulp back tears. You feel a pair of hand slide up each of your arms before you feel Yoongi's hands hover over yours. He gently moves the knife away from you and takes it out of your hand. You sigh as you look down at the ground.

Then Jimin suddenly leaps forward and smashes Yoongi to the ground, his hair and eyes burning amber.