Dying for you| Yandere BTS X Reader (Completed)

nineteen

     Sacrifice needs to occur in order to get your way. Some people take that too literally.
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     Yoongi POV

     The souls of the damned take a physical form. That is what we are. We draw blood to save ourselves. If we had to retrieve a demons heart to obtain the unreachable, then we would.

     I hate myself. I hate everything I am. I'm really starting to rethink my choices in joining this deal. Why did I even do it?

     You know... maybe Taehyung had the right idea...

     She doesn't deserve this. To us, she is only a prize. We objectify her to nothing more than a trophy. That's only because this has no longer became about her, though.

     This has become a game to settle what couldn't be done in high school. A game to prove ourselves stronger than anyone else here. That we are forces to be reckoned with. That we deserved to win.

     It was true when I said I wasn't ready to play this again. I wasn't ready back then either. I never wanted to, but it was the only way to get to insider information. It was the only way to get out alive. But if you act like something long enough, you truly start to believe that it's who you are. That it's actually what you wanted.

     Reina....

     That was her name. She was a transfer student from Japan. Much like this situation, I was the last to discover her. She was beautiful, smart, she could sing, and she was so very strong. She caught my eye, but then other guys started talking to her. A feeling began that day. One that I didn't know I had. One that I didn't know I could have....

     That's enough recollection for now.

     The only difference now is that our friend group is three smaller than in high school. There was also some sort of order. The game we played before was incredibly messy.

    I have decided. My goal for now is to keep Y/n safe. I don't care about flexing. However, I don't know how long I can keep this up...

    ...before I snap...

    Third Person POV

     The boys gathered outside Jimin's warehouse shortly after he had messaged them to meet. It was chilly, so their breath was able to be seen with every exhale.

     As they all walked up, they had a sudden feeling of deja vu. Except this time, they were ready if there was a trap. They looked around at each other with weary eyes while their senses peaked.

     "Hello everyone." The familiar voice spoke. Jimin walks out from the side of it with his signature sly smile. He leans against it while the others do nothing but glare. "Nice to see you too. Anyway, we are only staying for a little bit. We'll be going to my house for the rest, but I need to show you all something."

     "Can you tell us what this is about first?" Hoseok crosses his arms.

     "We need to get rid of the body." Jimin answers.

     "W-what do you mean? You haven't gotten rid of Taehyung's body yet?" Yoongi stutters with anger.

     "No. I've been preserving it in here. I came up with a plan, but I need your help." Jimin explains.

     "Depends on what we have to do." Namjoon speaks up. The others agree.

     "We'll discuss that later, but for now, we need to move the corpse." Jimin goes to open the door of the warehouse.