Why So Serious?✅ Yoongi X Reader (Feat. Jimin)

Chapter 15

kay okay! BTS will finally have an Indian interview!! I am soooooo Happy. *wipes of the happy tears*, It will probably in this month!

2ndly HOW COULD THEY!!!!! JIMIN, JUNGKOOK AND THEN SUGA?! HOW CAN THEY COME LIVE ONE AFTER THE ANOTHER in the same day?! THIS IS SO MUCH OF INJUSTICE TO US ARMIES!!! I WANT REVENGE WITH A JAW DROPPING ALBUM IN 20TH NOV. !!

lol, enough of being dramatic.>)<. lets begin with the story. don't forget to leave a vote.

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Kasumi fired the gun. My body moved on instinct, without thinking. I threw myself between the bullet and Yoongi, feeling the sharp sting as it tore through my chest. The force of the shot pushed me back, and my breath hitched, pain radiating through my body like fire.

Another gunshot rang out almost immediately after. Hoseok had fired at Kasumi. The bullet hit her squarely in the forehead, right between her eyebrows. She collapsed, lifeless, the threat finally over.

Everything went still, as if time had frozen. There was no sound, no movement—just an eerie silence as if the world had come to a halt. Then, slowly, I felt my legs give way. I started to fall to the side, but before I could hit the ground, strong arms caught me. Yoongi. He sat down with me, gently lowering my body so my head rested in his lap.

The pain in my chest was unbearable, spreading like poison, and every breath felt like a battle. I couldn't even cry out—it hurt too much. My body felt numb, and my vision blurred, making it hard to focus on anything around me. I could hear voices, but they were distant, muffled, like they were coming from underwater.

Jimin and Taehyung rushed to my side, their faces wet with tears. Jimin's voice cracked as he called my name over and over, patting my cheeks in desperation, trying to keep me awake. Taehyung held him back, trying to calm him, but his own face was pale with fear and grief.

I struggled to breathe, each gasp feeling like I was drowning. I weakly grabbed Yoongi's shirt, clutching it as I fought for air. My hands trembled uncontrollably, but Yoongi didn't say a word. He just stared at me with wide, terrified eyes, his hands stained with my blood. He was frozen, unable to process what had just happened. A single tear escaped from his eye, sliding down his cheek and landing softly on my forehead.

Through the haze of pain, I smiled at him, trying to reassure him, even though I knew my time was running out. At least everyone was safe now. That was the only thought keeping me calm.

But my vision was fading fast. Black spots danced before my eyes, and the world around me grew dimmer with each passing second. The voices around me became fainter, almost inaudible, as if they were drifting further and further away. And then, everything went dark. A deep, eternal darkness, swallowing me whole, taking me away from the pain and into a void where nothing existed.

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I wandered aimlessly through the darkness, searching for a way out, but it felt endless, like a void with no beginning or end. I called out desperately—"Jimin! Mom! Dad! Yoongi!"—but my voice was swallowed by the emptiness, leaving me unheard and alone.

Then, a faint sound reached my ears. A sob. My heart clenched because I recognized the voice immediately—it was Yoongi.

"Yoongi!" I cried out, running blindly toward the sound. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see him. All I had was his voice, breaking through the silence.

"Why did you come in between?" his voice cracked, filled with raw pain. "I was supposed to be in your place. I was meant to be shot, not you." He inhaled sharply, as if trying to control the tears but failing miserably. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you. Please don't leave me. I can't see you like this—"