BTS X Reader Oneshots

Yandere! BTS x Famous! Reader

I'm frosting
I don't need a man to make my life sweet
Prince charming
Just isn't the one that I think I need
You're thirsty
You think I give out all my shit for free
I'm bursting
Out laughing at idiocy

  The crowd goes wild as I sing my song "Gingerbread Man". Some of them were singing with me, some were dancing, and some were shouting. I know I'm young, but I love singing and sharing it with the world.

I need a gingerbread man
The one I'll feed
A gingerbread man
The one I'll eat
One who's always crazy
Never calls me baby
That's the one that I want
All you boys are not him, not him

  I take out my ear pieces as I sing the chorus and the sounds from the audience amazes me. I glance over the crowd, but one group in particular catches my eye. The members of BTS are clapping and singing along with me. I make eye contact with Namjoon and smile, also amazed at the fact that the world's top idols are fans of me.
  As I sing the rest of my song, I notice BTS getting more into it and staring me down. I brush it off and continue the last verse.

I'm the icing covering his body
I wanna hold him so close, so tightly
Baby, how do I say this politely?
Love me harder and don't be nice, please
I wanna feel your crumbs on my body
I want to break you in pieces, fight me
Baby, don't be so scared of biting
Want to eat each other into nothing
I need a gingerbread man
The one I'll feed
A gingerbread man
The one I'll eat
One who's always crazy
Never calls me baby
That's the one that I want
All you boys are not him, not him

  The lights dim as the song finishes and the audience cheers. I thank them and make my way backstage.
  "Hyung, she's a child," Jungkook whisper yells.
  "Jungkook, she's only a few years younger than you. It's fine. She's just so beautiful," Namjoon whispers back.
  "Hey," I say, once again brushing it off.
  They all turn and look at me with genuine smiles.
  "Hey," they say in unison.
  "I thought you guys were in the audience?" I question because I never saw them leave.
  "Yeah. We're actually performing Black Swan next," Taehyung says with his beautiful body smile.
  "Nice. Good luck. I'm sure it'll go great," I say, attempting to encourage them.
  They all light up at the comment and smile.
  "Thank you," Jin says.
  "No problem," I say as I walk over to the small black table and take a water bottle.
  "Hey, would you like to get some food with us after the show? I heard there's a good restaurant on Second Street," Jimin says, flaunting his charm.
  "Sure. That sounds great," I reply, shocked at the invite.
  "Great! Will you meet us at the hotel then we can go eat? The fans will be even more suspicious if you get in the car with us in front of them," Yoongi says, coming out of his quiet stone-like stage.
"Sure. You're right," I laugh.
"We'll see you soon Y/n," Hoseok says as they turn and run off to the other side behind the stage.
"Hey, Miss Y/n. They seemed really into you," one of the staff workers says.
"What do you mean?" I ask the black haired boy who is about my age.
"Did you see the way they were looking at you?" He says, a blush bc reeling into his cheeks.
"Are you getting jealous, Kevin?"" I smirk, reading his name tag.
"N-no, I just..," he says, getting more flustered, but that quickly changes when I feel my back being pressed against a wall with brute force.
My eyes are met with a pair of eyes that don't appear to be the Kevin I was just talking to. These eyes are dark and filled with lush and evil intents.
"You better be quiet or else," he says, trying to kiss my neck.
"Kevin, stop!" I yell and close my eyes, but it doesn't make a difference.
I try to move and fight him, but he's got me pinned. That is until a strong pair of arms rip from away from me.
I hesitantly open my eyes, only to see Jungkook beating the absolute crap out of Kevin. My eyes widen as the blood begins to pout from his nose and busted lip. In a matter of seconds, Kevin was beaten very bloody and the boys rush over to pull Jungkook off of him.
  "Kook, stop,' he boys beg as they pry him off of Kevin.
  He finally lets up and allows the boys to pull him away. Kevin scrambles up and rushes off to the bathroom with his bloody face.
  "Jungkook, you're gonna get us all in trouble!" Jin yells.
  "I had a good reason to. He was going to rape her. There's a camera right there if we have any problems," Jungkook justifies, obviously still severely ticked off.
  He turns to me and goes to hug me, but stops, fearing that I didn't want to be touched after that series of events.
  "Are you ok? Did he hurt you?" he asks, reverting back to the normal Jungkook with his big doe eyes.
  "Yeah," I mumble, the adrenaline wearing off.
  "You're shaking. Come here," he says, holding out open arms.
  I look down as my hands and realize that I am and fall into his arms. He wraps his arms around me and holds me close.
  The boys all start talking to eachother and come up with a solution.
  "Y/n, come stay with us for a while. Kevin is crazy and we don't want you to be by yourself with him around. You never know what could happen,"
  "No, it's ok, but thank you," I say as I try to calm myself.
  "Please, Y/n," Jimin pleads.
  I contemplate my decision. If I go with the boys, I would be safer, but it would also start a lot of rumors and controversy. If I don't, Kevin could try to go after me and it could be worse the next time.
  "Ok, but I really don't want to be a both to you all," I say, finally giving in.
  "Thank you," Taehyung says.
  "You guys are gonna miss your performance," I warn.
  "You don't need to be by yourself. I'll stay with you. You guys perform without me,. Say I fell or something," Jin says as he takes the spot beside me.
"But-," they begin.
  "I'm the Hyung. I'm asking you to please perform," he says in a stern voice.
  They all sigh and approach the stage.
  "Are you ok?" Jin asks, putting his hand on my shoulder.
  "I think so. You really need to perform, though," I say.
  "I'm not leaving you," he says.

Time Skip to Supper With the Boys~~~

  After the traumatizing series of events, we ended up getting take out from the restaurant and going to their hotel.
  "Y/n, how much do you want?" He asks, hold out the plate of fries.
  "Not much," I say.
  Jin being the mom he is, gives me double what I asked for.
  "You need to eat. You're skinny," he says.
  "Jin, you know my agency has requirements," I sigh.
  "You can chest just this once then," he says, not giving up.
  "Thank you," I say and pop a fry into my mouth.
  About an hour passes as we joke and carry on at the table. After we finish eating, Jin announces that ifs time for showers. Everybody stands up and throws their trash away and waits for him to continue.
  "There's a shower in each of your rooms. Y/n can take one first since she's our guest," Jin says politely.
  "It's ok, I can take one when I get home in the morning. I don't have spare clothes anyway,"
  "You can borrow one of my tshirts and s pair of shorts," Jimin says.
  "It's ok. You really don't have to-" I begin.
  "I insist," he says as he scurries into his room.
  After my shower and the debate of who's room I'll be sleeping in, I finally curl up under the sheets of Hoseok's bed. Sleep takes over my tired body and I drift off into my dream world.
  I wake up to a delicious smell filling my nose and the boys carrying on in the kitchen.
  I crawl out of the bed and follow the scent of the food. Jin is at the stove with a frying pan, the maknae line is cutting up at the table, Namjoon is on the couch reading, Hoseok is still curled up on the couch, and Yoongi is nowhere to be seen. He's probably still asleep.
  "Good morning, Y/n," they all say in unison.
  "Good morning," I reply," I'll be out of your way as soon as I get my things together."
  The boys all go silent.
  Out of nowhere, Yoongi appears behind me and attaches something to my ankle.
  "You're not leaving, Babygirl," he smirks as I look at him in horror.
  "What?" I say, in shock.
  "You're staying with us. You're ours now," Hoseok says as he rises from the couch.
  I break out from my frozen state and make a run for the door, not worrying about my belongings being left.
  A sharp pain seizes my body and I fall to the ground.
  "I told you you're not leaving," Yoongi says, his voice getting darker.
  A strong pair of arms pick me up from the floor and hold me from behind.
  "Sing for us, Babygirl," Jungkook whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
  "No," I choke out, fear taking over my body once again.
  "Now," Yoongi says as he holds the remote in front of me, threatening to shock me again.
  I try to calm myself before speaking.
  "Ok.. Fine, just let me go, Jungkook," I say.
  "It's Sir to you, Babygirl, and if your good for us, you'll be treated like a princess," he says as he releases me from his bone crushing grip.
  I begin to sing in a shaky voice.

I'm frosting
I don't need a man to make my life sweet
Prince charming
Just isn't the one that I think I need
You're thirsty
You think I give out all my shit for free
I'm bursting
Out laughing at idiocy
I need a gingerbread man
The one I'll feed
A gingerbread man
The one I'll eat
One who's always crazy
Never calls me baby
That's the one that I want
All you boys are not him, not him
Can't you see?
I only want the ones who never see me
But I'm happy
I love playing these games until my heart bleeds
It bleeds jelly
'Cause you don't want someone to eat your cookie
Can someone please
Find him for me, find him for me?
I need a gingerbread man
The one I'll feed
A gingerbread man
The one I'll eat
One who's always crazy
Never calls me baby
That's the one that I want
All you boys are not him, not him
I'm the icing covering his body
I wanna hold him so close, so tightly
Baby, how do I say this politely?
Love me harder and don't be nice, please
I wanna feel your crumbs on my body
I want to break you in pieces, fight me
Baby, don't be so scared of biting
Want to eat each other into nothing
I need a gingerbread man
The one I'll feed
A gingerbread man
The one I'll eat
One who's always crazy
Never calls me baby
That's the one that I want
All you boys are not him, not him

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A/n~ requested by @cryybbabbyy

I'm sorry it took so long, my classes are killing me.
I hope you like it 🖤

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