Seven boys, brought together by some twist of fate, ripped and torn and stitched back together. Broken and shattered and mended, cracked and healed and broken again. Together, they can do what alone they could not.
Meet Bangtan Sonyeondan-the bulletproof Boy Scouts.
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It's all in his head, they say.
Yes, he wants to scream, that's exactly the problem! It's all in his head-every tiny, insignificant little detail is crammed inside one super-powered brain.
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He can't do it, they think.
They're wrong-he can do it, he will, he has to. If he can't, what good is he? What use does he have if he can't do what he's told? None. None whatsoever.
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He's not good enough, they whisper.
He will be. He'll be greater than all of them, and he'll prove them wrong because what else can he do? He'll be the best, he knows he will. He'll rise above them all and then? Then they'll be sorry.
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He's weak, they think.
Oh, please. Weakness is only surface deep-shallower than that, for him. Just because he does not enjoy their posturing and games of brute strength and force, doesn't mean he couldn't kill them all with a single move.
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He's not cut out for this, they accuse.
Ah, but a smile doesn't mean a lack of sin. Just because he takes advantage of his natural brightness and charm doesn't mean he couldn't be just as ruthless as them.
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He doesn't care, they snicker.
As if they have the right to judge him for his supposed indifference. At least he contributes something to this hellhole, even if his methods are a little more unorthodox. Just because he seems useless doesn't mean he is.
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He's heartless, they claim.
Bastards. He's not heartless, he isn't. Do his terrible deeds make him less human? Is he a monster? He's not. He can't be. He has a heart! He does!
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Hehe, hi, I have no idea when or if I'll publish this, but I want to put it
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This is the first fic I've written.. So it's a little cringe..
{BtsXReader} The character's name is 'Zaynah' in the story.
"She's going to be our sister, GET YOUR F*CKING HEADS OUT OF THE F*CKING CLOUDS!" Yoongi shouts as soon as he sees that you're out of the house.
"How many times must we say this? SHE IS NOT F*CKING BLOOD RELATED!" Jimin screams at him.
"You guys disgust me. How can you even have the audacity to think like that?!" Seokjin Says while smacking his forehead.
"You can't tell me that you didn't think she looked pretty in that dress." Jungkook said.
"Yes, she looked pretty. But I'm not saying it in a creepy way." Hoseok said.
"Oh, really. The way you looked at her said otherwise." Taehyung teased.
"He said she looked pretty, so what? Brothers and sisters can call each other pretty and handsome, so what's the big deal here?!" Namjoon asked them.
"Exactly, what is the big deal?" Jimin asked while looking in the direction that you went in.
You live an exceptionally normal life. When you were 12 years old your father passed away in a car accident. Your mother went into depression and spent a lot of time at her job at the hospital. You often spent time at your 4 best friends' houses. Irene, Sana, Wendy and Tzuyu. Eventually, after a couple of months you and your mother grew a bond that is unbreakable.
When you were 16 years old, with your birthday coming up soon, your mother decides to get married. But she doesn't know that he is a mafia boss, with 7 sons who are also trained to be mafias.
You hate them when you first meet them. They threaten you. They go to the same school as you and every body knows about them.
But could this hatred turn into something more? Something along the lines of love? Not the brotherly or sisterly kind, but something romantic, perhaps?