The Seven{BTSxReader}

C. 26.

"Absolutely not."

Your eyes snapped up to meet Yoongi's, watching as he shook his head fervently, jaw set in determination.

You could tell that he was angry, and you didn't blame him. He had spent all this time searching for you and trying to help you, only to have to end up putting a bullet through your skull.

You nervously glanced around the room, eyes scanning over each man before you before moving back to Yoongi.

"This is the only way." You stated. "Kill me and burn my body. That will put an end to this."

Yoongi's hazel eyes glared at you, his jaw clenching s he struggled to maintain his composure.

You watched as he slowly looked to the men beside him.

"Get out." He growled.

Jungkook's brows jumped in surprise at Yoongi's words, confusion falling over his features.

"No way." He said. "This concerns all of us. Not just yo-"

"This is my house!" Yoongi roared, glaring dagger at the young boy. "We will have a chance to discuss things later, but as of right now I want you all out of this room. Now."

Namjoon raised his eyebrows in amusement, not expecting Min Yoongi to behave in such a way. He was annoyed and impressed at the same time.

The dirty blond placed his hand on Jungkook's shoulder, causing the younger male to look back at him with widened eyes.

"Let's leave them to talk." Namjoon said with a grin.

Jungkook couldn't help but feel uneasy at the smile that Namjoon was sporting at the moment, not liking the fact that the most ruthless man in the city was acting calm at a moment like this. In the back of his mind, he had thought to scream in his face, but he knew that wouldn't be to the best of his interest.

Jungkook shoved away from Namjoon's touch, sending Yoongi a harsh glare and giving you one last glance before turning and stomping out of the room.

The rest of the men slowly followed suit, each one giving you different glances as they exited, softly closing the door behind them.

You swallowed hard, eyes never leaving your hands that currently rested in your lap.

You were anxious and nervous to hear what Yoongi was going to say. You hadn't known him very long, but you had never seen him so distraught or angry, not even when you had been shot on the first night the two of you met.

You didn't want to look him in the eyes...You didn't want to face him...You knew what he was going to say and, in all honesty, you didn't want to hear it.

"Yoongi-"

"I am not going to debate this." He interrupted solemnly. "I won't kill you and I won't let any of them do it either."

Your head snapped up at his words, brows furrowing as your e/c eyes crashed with his hazel ones.

"You have to." You argued. "If I die naturally, the virus is airborne and that will be it for all of us. The best option is for you to just put me out of my misery and burn me before anyone else gets infected."

Yoongi rose to his feet, his expression dark and angry.

"I won't do it!" He yelled. "I won't let you die!"

You sighed heavily, crossing your arms over your chest.

"You don't have a choice, Yoongi." You deadpanned. "You know what will happen if we don't do this."