BTS ~ 𝘚𝘦𝘰𝘬 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘺𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯 || Seven Deadly Sins || Mafia AU

thirteen.

Minji's pov.

I woke up in a dark room with no recollection of what had happened. I went to rub my eyes, only to find my hands tied behind my back. I shook my head to wake myself up, the feeling of danger prickling my senses. I was tied tightly to a chair in the middle of the room, and the only light source was coming from a dim naked bulb hanging from the ceiling. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed shadowed figures standing around a computer talking in hushed voices. I tried to call out to them, but my mouth was covered. Tape. My muffled cries must've been heard, because their heads turned almost in unison. It took a moment to process the faces I saw in the dim light.

"Sweetheart, you're finally awake!" Taehyun smirked. My eyebrows furrowed, wanting to spit a comeback at him, but the tape restricting my ability to do so. I saw Beomgyu look at me with dark eyes. He didn't look so much like a baby anymore.

So it was just an act?

"Sorry to startle you like this... we could've treated you to the luxury of our place, but... this seemed more... fitting. Nobody will find you here," Soobin muttered. I let out a shallow growl. It was the best I could do. I started screaming, not because of the hopes of being saved, but in an attempt to annoy them. After a few moments, it seemed to be working, because I saw Taehyun roll his eyes at me.

I just yelled louder.

"Shut up, Seok," He commanded. I muffled out a, "no." He clenched his fists before walking over to me and yanking the tape off my mouth. "That fucking hurt," I snarled, and he laughed. "Good," He said, smiling. "I can't believe you guys. To think I trusted you." Soobin chuckled before turning around to me. "Taehyun, shut her up. It's time," He said before turning back around to face the computer. "Time for what?" I attempted to ask, but the tape was reapplied and my words became slush again.

I saw Soobin hit a button on the computer and a ringing noise began. Taehyun moved over to look at the screen, so my view was blocked, but I knew who the voice from the other end of the line was as soon as I heard the first word.

"Where the fuck is she?"

I started yelling for him, my muffled screams catching his attention. "Minji!" He yelled back, and Yeonjun smirked. "Yes, Namjoon, she's here," He teased, moving out of the way to reveal six of the seven faces I had come to know on the computer screen. I noticed Taehyung wasn't there. "You'd wanna get the fuck away from her," I heard Jimin growl, and Yeonjun just laughed as he made his way over to me. I stared him down. "Don't lay a finger on her, Choi," Jin warned, and Yeonjun lifted a finger and placed it on my shoulder dramatically. "Oops," He laughed. I shrugged my shoulder away, but he just grabbed a hold of it harshly, causing me to flinch. He was reminding me of my mother.  I saw Namjoon progressively get angrier in the face, but he tried to keep his calm. "Tell us what you want, Soobin."

Soobin rubbed his hands together. "Now we're getting into it," He joked. "I trusted you," Namjoon scowled. "That isn't my problem, Kim," Soobin retorted. Namjoon shook his head. "What do you want? Money? If you did all this for money-" "We don't want your fucking money," Taehyun scoffed.

"We want you."

I heard Yoongi's low chuckle from the computer."You could've just said so," He joked quietly. I laughed a little too, but thankfully nobody heard.

"Dead," Soobin added.

There was silence.

"Elaborate," Jin said slowly. Soobin sighed. "Well, not all of you. We'll be nice. Let's say two. Two of you. Do you know how much popularity we would get of killing two of you guys? I can hear it. Us walking into a club and the place going from a loud building to a quiet one, whispers of "They're the boys that killed the infamous Bangtans!" chiming in our ears. Imagine all the drinks, all the chicks, all the parties-"

"No." The one word was almost said in unison by the Bangtans. "Oh, we won't fall as bad as you did. Don't worry, we've kept your little secret... so far," Soobin said, motioning to me. I wasn't sure if he was talking about me or something else. "Come on... you've got seven... don't be greedy. We'll even turn it into a duel so you can go down fighting..."

"What makes you think in your twisted mind that we're going to sacrifice ourselves? What could be more important to us than our own safety?!" Namjoon laughed. Yeonjun, who was still firmly grabbing my shoulder, butted in. "The information that we know. That is your safety.... If something was to get out to the Seoks...."

I wanted to stop him.

I wanted to stop him.

Why did I want to stop him?

Him sharing information would mean I could escape.

But that could also mean my father could die.

Where's my mind?!

"So your saying we either sacrifice two of our members to you or you tell the Seoks the inevitable... seems like a pretty easy choice if you ask me," Yoongi joked. Yeonjun laughed. "No. You either sacrifice two of your members to us, or we'll tell the Seoks about everything..."

He reached for his gun from his waistband and aimed it right at my head.

"...And we'll kill her."