My Angel From Hell | BTS V x Female reader |

Chapter 3

Author POV

Still in the torture room, Jungkook looked at V.

"When do we start?" He asked.

"In an hour. Lets chill and have a break first." Taehyung answered his brother.

So, the 2 brothers headed to the living room where the 5 other members are at.

"Hey hyung! You got a job." Jungkook smiled. Looking at Yoongi a thousand times, he had gotten used to his cold glare.

"Yo guys, want to eat lunch?" Jin butted in. Everyone looked at him gratefully, some even smiled.

"Ahahaha, about time!" Hoseok made a little happy dance. Then they headed to the dining room and waited until Jin finishes cooking.

While waiting, Namjoon looked at Taehyung in worry. "Hey, V. May i know why you've been going out alot?"

Hmm? Taehyung finally stopped day-dreaming. He did'nt notice everyone looking at him, wanting to know the answer too.

"Yea, man. Who's the unlucky women that stole your heart?" Jimin asked, using an uninterested tone.

"What??? He fell in love?" Jungkook asked, widening his eyes.

"Shut up, Jungkook. You know nothing bout love!" V yelled playfully.

Jungkook pouted, he had Hoseok patting his back, trying to comfort him.

They all still looked at him. Curious to know the the answer.

"Just spill your beans." Yoongi said, having enough of this b.s conversation.

Taehyung sighed. Giving up was not in his vocabulary, but he cant hide it from the members.

"As Jimin said, i found the love for me.
She...is...cute." Taehyung blushed, looking at the pink, hello kitty band-aid.

"Omo, look at that. Did she put that on?" Teased Hoseok, pointing at the band-aid.

Taehyung just sighed while nodding. The food came and soon everyone ate peacefully.

The school bell had rung, Yuna was getting out of school. On her way home, she noticed a familiar man following.

Having enough of his games, she hid behind an alley. Taehyung looked around, he had lost Yuna.

Moving forward, he looked left and right. When he passed the alley, Yuna pulled his hand and glared at him.

Yuna's pov

I grabbed his hand and glared. "Look, why do you keep on following me?"

He looked nervous. I raised an eyebrow and pressed further.

"Tell me. What do you want to know? Other then the incident last night, i dont think i have met you before, huh, V?"

I used my sassy voice. V crossed his arms like a 5- years- old and pouted.

"Hpmh! Like anyone would be interested in following a person like you!" He talked back.

"Oh please, we both know thats not the reason." I interrogated.

"Bro, have mercy." He shooted his hands up. This is useless, im not gonna get anywhere if he keeps on beating about the bush.

"Get to the point." I said, pinning him on the wall.

"Hey, thats what i was gonna do!" He said playfully. Then he turned serious.

In a blink of an eye, i was suddenly the one being pinned on the wall. His right hand was beside me.

We locked eyes and he smirked. "Now who's the helpless one?"

That smirk didnt last long though. After a few seconds, the scream of agony filled the alley.

Oops, i didnt mean to kick your...thing.

"Sorry, i slipped." Now it was my turned to smirk. I looked at his figure. Both his hands were holding his...private part.

"Anyways, dont follow me anymore. I dont need your assisstance. See ya." I said, making a little wave, leaving him.

He stared at my leaving figure in awe. He felt like he fell in love for the 100th time with the same woman.

Author's POV

Sometimes you gotta go for the odd one. Taehyung thought, searching for his phone.

Searching through the contacts, he clicked Namjoon's number. "Hello?"

"Hey, Namjoon. Think you could help me?"

"What?"

"Yuna Lim. Information. I'll give you 2 hours."

"I could do it in 30 minutes."

"Great, im heading home. Thanks!"

"No problemo!"

Ending the call, Taehyung smiled. Yuna Lim, what have you done?

He was basically skipping to the mansion. He could call his driver, but he prefers walking.

After 15 minutes of walking, Taehyung reached the mansion. He went inside without wasting a second.

"Hey, Namjoon?"

"Geez, im done. Chill."

"Anything interesting?"

Namjoon frowned. "Yes, quite sad. I nearly shed a tear." Hearing this, Taehyung got nervous.

He grabbed the file from Namjoon and headed to his office. He sat down on his chair.

Holding the file, he opened it slowly.

Yuna Lim

Age: 19

Sex: Female

Information:

Father passed away at 5. Due to this, her mother often abuses her to realieve stress. This happened for 4 months. Until her aunt found out, she put her sister in a mental hospital. She owns a company, fairly well-known in korea. She took Yuna in. Due to her work, she always travels abroad. She sends money everymonth. Knowing Yuna is rich, schoolmates often ask her to buy food or other materials. Since Yuna was so young, she agreed. She barely had food for herself. Since Yuna lives alone, she prefers an apartment but her aunt insisted a house. By the age of 8, being alone for 3 years caused her deppresion. Yuna knew she had to live by herself in the end. So she learned to mask her feelings, crying wouldnt help. By the age of 12, gotten addicted to cutting. Stopped cutting at the age of 15, ended up over- studying.
Somehow studying helped her. By the age of 16, she always focus on getting the first rank. Often puts her education first then health. By the age of 19, till now, she never changed.

Tears in Taehyungs eyes were visible. He flipped the files to see if there was anymore information.

Only that? Why is it so little? What about her ideal type? Favourite food?

Sighing at this, he decided to pay a little visit.

After a long walk, he finally reached his destination. Ringing the doorbell, he waited patiently.

After a while the door opened. Almost immediately, Taehyung pulled the girl into a sweet, tight hug.

"Share me your burden. I want to feel your pain too."