-blu-pov-
i walk down the street when i hear someone letting out muffled shouts. i follow the sound and see three guys coming into a girl. i pull my hood up, pull my mask on and walk over.
"Back Off."
they just ignore me. i walk over and put my hand on the shoulder of the one pushing her against a wall and covering her mouth, using it as leverage to slam my elbow into his face, breaking his nose and getting blood on my dark grey hoody.
"Fuck! Don't just stand there! Get him!"
i laugh in my head. him. idiots. The second one tries to make a head shot, i smirk under my mask, kicking a small blade up from my boot and cutting his shoulder, putting my arms around his neck and slamming his head on my knee. Finally, the last one tries to choke me from behind. petty. i fall back against him, distracting him as i slip my leg behind his and pull his leg forward between mine, making him fall on his back as i turn around, bending low on him, holding the small knife to his neck, leaning next to his ear, pulling down my mask slightly and whispering.
"Never come near here again. If I see you or your boys again, i'll slit your throat."
I get off him, pulling up my mask before anyone can see my face and the guys run off. I straighten up. shit, im going to need a new hood again. i sigh, walking over and helping the girl up.
"You Alright miss? Did they hurt you to bad?"
She smiles shyly and shakes her head.
"im ok, thanks to you, is there anything i can do for you?"
I step back.
"Don't put yourself in bad situations, beautiful."
She blushes. I may not be gay, but girls don't know I'm a girl, and it's nice to see someone smile because of me. I wink at her and she scurries off. I dust off my arms push my hood down, slicking my long hair back, pulling it up into a man-bun before I pull my hood back up. I get ready to leave when I see a group of I think seven men, watching me from a small shop door. I secure my brown bag and satchel on my body and grab my skate board, just as they start walking over. i sigh.
"Yah, can't you see I'm busy?"
I like getting to look like a boy when im out, people treat me different and i can say what I want.
"That was... what was that?"
One with broad shoulders and a nice frame speaks.
"It was nothing. Now get out of my way."
I step up to the tallest one, pushing my chest forward in a dominant way. He only chuckles, leaning down in front of my face.
"I don't like taking orders."
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BTS x Depressed reader
FanfictionBlu:abused, depressed, suicidal, likes to sing and dance, has only one friend, loves bts but has never seen what they look like. Hair-Mid-back auburn hair Eyes-Hazel Height-5'3 (Damn, she's FIVE INCHES SMALLER THAN JIMIN!) Anyway What happens wh...