A Cold Hearted Reaper (Jungkook X Reader)

How Did This Happen?

This is nerve wrecking. A dim light shone in the room. We were all seated in the middle of the room.

The people who brought us here are standing in the corner talking among themselves.

Suddenly the door opens and the girl from earlier walks in. All of our heads jerk toward the door and we flinch.

"Jungkook of all people is the one to get us mixed in some bad shit?"

Someone smacked the whispering boy. 

She walked over the the other members all while pulling her gloves off. The other girl in the room took them from her and handed her my jacket.

They haven't said a word to each other. It was actually kinda scary.

She starts patting down the jacket. She froze and slowly let her head fall back, giving her vision of the ceiling. 

She grabs a chair with the other hand and drags it over to us. She finally stops and set the chair in place, lazily sitting down in it. She hasn't looked at any of us. There was a long silence before Suga spoke.

"Wait... the guns, the outfits, the car.... you guys are Euphoria."

She let out a huff of air and smiled, still not looking at any of us.

"I'm going to give you one chance to answer my question. I don't want you to tell me what you think I wanna hear. I don't want you to make up some crazy ass story. I want the truth. Can you do that?"

I didn't know what to say so I stayed silent.

"Before you wound up in the warehouse, what happened. Each and every step."

I took a deep breath.

"I'm a high school student. I was at school most of the day. When school got out, me and the boys went to the mall. It was just to hang out. Before leaving, we stopped by the little designer store to just look around. I saw the jacket, I bought it. We all left and split ways. I went home and realized I needed groceries. I threw the new jacket on and left. Once I left the store, someone covered my mouth with a rag and the rest is a blur. I don't know what money you think I have."

She slowly nodded before reaching into one of the jacket pockets and pulled out a stack of money. All of our eyes widened.

She reached back to hang the jacket onto the back of the chair and started playing with the money while leaning forward to rest her elbows on her knees.

Then she looked at me. Her stare was hard and cold. I felt a shiver down my spine.

"I-I don't know how that go there. I swear!"

"I believe you."

"Yo. Call. It's Mitch. He wants you to meet him outside."

She turned her head to the side then back at me. Not breaking eye contact, she stood up.

She walked to the door and walked out of the room, leaving us in dead silence again. I started to panic. What was happening? How in the hell DID this happen?

She was gone for a good minute before she walked back in with a middle aged man. She looked a little distressed.

They started whispering among themselves again, this time including the man.

The man looked at me and I instantly recognized him. It was the guy from the store!

"Yoongi, What you said earlier, about Euphoria. Isn't that the group you obsess over?"

He nodded.

"They're a small mafia group. They're well known and well feared by almost any mafia group ever, including big names. They're not necessarily the bad guys so maybe we're safe?"