Top Tier: Mafia ✓ BTS AU

Chapter 4.

They shoved her roughly to the floor, speaking quietly between themselves.

All Y/N could see was black, the exception of small holes in the bag allowing light through. 

The bag, again? God, it's smells like someone puked in here. They should wash these better. 

 Y/N felt her hands being cuffed, tightly biting into her skin. She heard chains rattle, pulling her arms up to her head, she got caught up short. She sighed at the realization. Finally, people with brains. This'll be a tad bit harder to get out.

 "Why are you chaining me to the ground?" She shouted forcefully. "I didn't even do anything!"

Upon hearing the door open and close, heavy footsteps came towards her, immediately making  Y/N quiet. They stopped a few feet in front of her, her heart beating out of her chest.

She bit hard on her tongue, Who is that?

"You can leave now Taehyung and Jungkook," She recognized Yoongi's voice. She almost groaned.

This guy..

"I can take it from here."

They hummed in response and walked out of the room with surprising synchronization. The silence hung in the air. She was like an unsuspecting mouse roaming blindly in the same cage as a hawk. The paranoia gripped her. Sweat moistened her palms. She blinked, listening to every movement he made.

Yoongi picked the bag from off her head. He tilted his head at her. She glared at him with such fieriness, he scoffed. 

I hate you, too. The words nearly left his lips.

"Hey, again." Yoongi smiled shortly, licking his lips. In those few moments she made out a gummy smile. Her eyes lingered on his face for a moment. "I know you're not happy to be here, and I'm not either. So let's get right to the point."

"You should smile more often."

Y/N suddenly said. Her eyes widened at her statement. She didn't mean to say it, but it was true. Yoongi's gloved hand retracted from his leg pocket.

Thoughts whirled in his head. Did I hit her on the head too hard?

Yoongi's eyes narrowed, he licked his lip. "What did you say?"

 Y/N uttered with such silence, a whisper. "I think you should smile more often," She stared at him through innocent eyes. Now is not the time to be intimidated,  Y/N. Really not the time. "A smile like that doesn't come around everyday."

Shut up. She wanted to slap herself in the face. Literally shut the heck up.