✔It's all about you • BTS/Stray kids✔

Chapter 2

"Ask her, since she's involved with our number one rival gang!"

Minho pulled me a bit closer, indicating that he wanted to go, but Felix pulled me back. "Look Minho, I don't know what you're thinking, but dragging her out of here won't solve anything. First of all, she doesn't even remember them! They probably forgot her as well, so what's the deal? It happened years ago. And second, I don't know about you, but to me she's special. I don't want to lose her to those basterds, no matter what."

A pink glow appeared on my cheeks. How can he say that with such a serious look on his face? I brushed away the thought as I felt Minho's grip soften. "Sorry Y/N" he mumbled. I smiled back softly. "It's okay, I know you didn't mean to hurt me. You were just trying to protect me from them right?"

He looked up, relieved that I seemed to understand him. "So, what will you do?" Chan asked with a serious voice. "Will you continue to look for them? Or will you try to forget and stay with us?" The room suddenly got really quiet. "Of course I want to stay with you guys, that goes without saying! But I want to know what my parents meant as well. I know it's selfish to want both, and I'm sorry, but please help me find out more about them."

They looked at each other questioning, silently deciding whether they should help me or not. Minho let out a huge sigh, and went upstairs. He must be mad... Not too long after that he came back with a white board and a marker. "Sit down and take notes... And be prepared to hear a lot of cursing because I really REALLY don't like them."

I sat down in front of the couch leaning against Hyunjin's legs, and he put his arms around me. Minho started explaining. "So, BTS is our number one rival gang, and they have 7 members. Their leader is Kim Namjoon, or RM as he calls himself. He's the strategists, and plans the operations. He's also their getaway driver." He quickly wrote down some notes on the blackboard, and then went on.

"Then there's Kim Seokjin, or Jin. He's the face of the group. Literally. He calls himself worldwide handsome. He's the one to deceive everyone he meets. He distracts his targets so the others can quietly operate. Whatever you do, don't talk to him or fall for him. I'm way better for you anyway." He whispered the last sentence, but loud enough that I could hear it. I felt Hyunjin's arms wrap themselves tighter around me, and Minho continued.

Next, we have Min Yoongi, or Suga. He used to be a solo operator under the name August D, but joined BTS and took a new name. He's their number 1 hitman. He's also called lil meow meow, for multiple reasons. He seems soft at first, but that's all deceiving. Also just because he's small and resembles a cat, but moving on."

"Next we have Jung Hoseok, or J-hope. He's their second hitman. He seems like the happiest of them all, always smiling while doing whatever they do. Don't let him fool you though, whenever he's serious, your smile will disappear soon."

"And then there's their maknae line. Park Jimin, or Jimin, Kim Taehyung, or just V, and Jeon Jungkook, or just Jungkook. They're the ones who actually do the operations, and are pretty much the fists of the group. Those three might just be the most dangerous when it comes to close range, so you better watch out."

I wrote down most of the key parts Minho said. "Those are the members. They used to have an eighth member, but he was killed in action. They were so mad that they killed everyone on sight. About their whereabouts... Do you really want to know?" He asked a bit annoyed, but I could see a slight look of worry appear on his face. "Please Minho..."

He sighed. "Fine." He pulled out a map of the city and pinned in on the whiteboard. He drew a few circles on the map. "As you know, we're here, on the east side of the city. Over here..." He said as he pointed to the west side of the city, "is where those scumbags are staying. They should be at one of these abandoned wearhouses. But whatever you think of doing, please be careful..."

His look shot right through my heart. I've never seen him look at me with such tenderness in his eyes. "I promise I'll be careful" I said. Even though I sounded quite confident, I was scared. If they're really the number one rival group, they must be very dangerous right?

Felix stood up. "For now, let's let it rest. Y/N, I'll make you something to eat. Knowing you, you didn't eat anything until now." my stomach growled in agreement, and everyone laughed.

After eating, I went upstairs. I told everyone that I was tired from the long day, and luckily enough they all believed me. I couldn't possibly tell them I was already going to find BTS. I knew that they were dangerous, and that I might even be killed, but all I wanted was answers. Who killed my parents?

I heard the door open, and quickly pretended to be asleep. Someone sat down on the side of my bed, and stroke my hair. "I love you Y/N... Please don't leave me." He planted a kiss on your forehead, and silently left. My eyes shot open. Who was it? Why couldn't I properly hear his voice?

Around two hours later I got my phone, earbuds, and went downstairs. As I was going downstairs, I could see Chan already standing down the stairs with my jacket in his hands. "I know there's no stopping you, so I might just as well see you off."

I smiled softly and hugged him. "Thanks Channie." He kissed my head, and helped me put on my jacket. "Anything for you, Y/N. Do you have everything with you? Your phone?" I nodded. "I'll call you when I get there. But what about the rest?" It was really difficult, leaving the rest out of this, but I knew they'd only try to stop me. "I'll explain. Please be safe Y/N." "Thank you, I will."

I went outside, and could hear the door close behind me. I put in my earbuds and started walking. It took quite a while to get there, so my feet were really tired, but I didn't let that stop me. I finally arrived at the wearhouses, and texted Chan. "I'm here, I'll update you soon."

I pulled my earbuds out and put my phone away. Quietly, I opened one of the doors and slowly walked inside. Before I could even look around, a figure had covered my mouth with his hand, while his other arm was wrapped around me. "I wouldn't scream if I were you." He whispered, and got closer to my ear. "I'm a very dangerous man, you see."