♤Intruders♤ BTSxYoongi au

Chapter 1

I don't feel like waiting for my other book so I'm gon' start this now cause I really wanna write this story. (J-) Hope you enjoy :3

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Blood trickled down his porcelain face as heavy pants escaped his paper-thin lips. Grunting, he dragged a large black trash bag into the crackling fire, leaving a trail of crimson blood behind. He smiled at the growing fire before letting out a sigh of relief. He was about to turn and leave, when he heard a rustle in a nearby bush. He whipped his head towards the noise and reached for the gun in the waistband of his navy blue jeans. His eyes scanned the moonlit land (which was blanketed in a thick fog,) searching for any movement. He hesitated for a second or two, then dashed back to his rustic cottage in the outskirts of Daegu.

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"I'm so fucking bored!" Taehyung whined as he rolled on the beige carpeted floor.

"Then do something," Jin sassily retorted, "You've been whining on the floor like a fucking dog for two hours! Go do something useful for once!"

Taehyung pouted, "But we haven't had a mission in weeks! I wanna do some fun shit-"

"Yah, just shut the fuck up and go bother Jungkook or Namjoon instead. I'm sick of your shit," Jin dismissively waved his hand at Taehyung, who pouted even more and walked off with a sigh. Taehyung waddled into Namjoon's office without warning and plopped himself on the velvet couch. Namjoon didn't acknowledge his presence and continued to flip through files. Without glancing away from the paperwork, Namjoon wordlessly turned on the news channel on the TV.

"They should be reporting a murder soon. Tae bear, could you please pay close attention to it? It'll be useful for our next mission." Namjoon blankly said, eyes still glued to his files.

Taehyung's eyes sparkled with excitement and he opened his mouth to speak, but Namjoon spoke first, "Hobi informed me about this murder that happened last night. Our next target is- and I quote "sneaky like a cat and quiet like a mouse."  Based off of Hobi's description, he is male, 1.74 meters tall, has dyed blond hair, and only wears black. Hobi has been watching him for weeks, but this is all the info he managed to gather on him, we don't even have a name."

Taehyung attempted to speak once more, but this time, he was cut off by the city news anchors. He turned his attention towards the TV and absorbed the information like a sponge in water. 

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The shower rained down on Yoongi and steam floated around the small washroom. A sliver of sunshine peaked through his tattered blinds and a slight breeze leaked in from the broken window. He stood in the shower feeling the water droplets ripple off of his skin and soak his hair. His slender pruney fingers raked through his blond locks as he thought about the events that occurred in the past twenty-four hours.

He woke up, ate breakfast, went to the convenience store he worked at, got home at six p.m. and took a nap. Then he ate dinner and packed his bags, went out to his second job and almost got captured. Met a strange man who tried to take him to his house, ran home and knocked out on the couch.

Yesterday's strange events replayed in his head as he continued with his morning routine. He sipped a black coffee on his couch while staring out the large window in front of him. He was surrounded with trees for endless miles upon miles. Taking another sip of his lukewarm coffee, he placed the mug on the small coffee table beside the couch. Yoongi trudged towards the window and slid the curtains closed.

Deciding to be productive, he placed his mug in the sink and snatched his bag before heading out of his home. Pulling up his mask, he walked through the forest and ended up at the river. A small smile formed on his lips as he sat by the river bank and dug around his bag for his pen and notebook. Yoongi always dreamed of becoming a music producer, but reality crushes every child's dream and society tells him that he won't be successful. Being the naive and stubborn boy that he was, he denied reality and ignored society... but, now look at him. He works minimum wage at a convenience store and does other people's dirty work for money. Suddenly, he got pulled out of his serene headspace by an ear piercing scream not far away.

His head perked up and his eyes flickered across the scenery, trying to pinpoint where the scream came from. His heartbeat quickened and his hand gripped around the butterfly knife in his pocket. An unknown figure stumbled out of the trees and stared at Yoongi with a panicked expression painted on his face. Someone else strutted out with a wide smirk plastered on their lips and eyes Yoongi like he was their prey. Yoongi shoved his notebooks and pen back into his bag as he abruptly stood up and tried to walk away. The panicked figure called out to Yoongi for help, but he didn't stop walking.

With his head hung low, Yoongi speed-walked out of the forest and made his way into the crowded streets of downtown Daegu. He glanced behind him every few seconds to check for anything out of the ordinary. Nothing. He snuck into an alleyway and hid behind a dumpster. Two voices in the distance argued and Yoongi picked up every detail he could.

"Listen Kitty, I don't have the money. Could you please give me the coke for cheaper?"

"Too bad, don't have the money, don't get the drug. It's as simple as that. Now, get the fuck out of my face before I put a bullet through that crackhead skull of yours."

"I-I'm sorry Kitty, please spare me."

A gun cocking echoed through the alley and a gunshot rang in Yoongi's ear. He peeked from behind the dumpster to see two men. One on the ground with a bullet hole between his eyes and the other twirling a pink gun around his fingers. The latter shot his gaze towards Yoongi, who immediately ducked back behind the dumpster.

"What do we have here~" footsteps advanced towards a hyperventilating Yoongi, "Someone wants to play?"

Yoongi ran out from behind the dumpster and tried to exit the alleyway, only to be yanked back by his collar. He crashed onto the cement ground with an 'oof.'  His eyes squeezed shut on impact and he pain struck his back and elbows.

"Looks like Kitty will have a cute new toy today~" The so called 'Kitty' purred before slamming the back of his gun into Yoongi's head. Yoongi slipped out of consciousness as everything faded to black. So much for being productive.