Kill or be killed. [Yoongi Ff]

Kill or be killed. [Yoongi Ff]

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Y/n meets and becomes friends with BTS. One of the biggest sasaeng leader starts stalking her will she ever survives the sasaeng and her minions. But as y/n slowly gets to know the members and as she falls for the cold-hearted and secretive member yoongi will the sasaeng let them both love each other before its too late. Or will they kill her before she knows it? "Does BTS live here?" She said not even looking at me. "Umm no, they don't." I quickly respond trying not to be suspicious. "Oh ok, who lives here then?" She said in a creepy voice. "Oh, my friend she lives here." I said giving her a slight smile. The gate slowly opens and I ran inside I stared at her as the gate slowly closes. I slowly walk towards the house not even looking back. "What the fuck is wrong with Her I said to myself? And why does she look familiar?"
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( Taehyung × female lead ) "You don't FUCKING know about him!!! He is related to the cult! He will eat you up alive, he is not innoce-" The person's voice stopped suddenly. I raised my hand sharply, palm facing him like a stop sign. My eyes narrowed, and my jaw clenched tight. "He is like a child!" I said in a firm tone. "He doesn't know anything about this new environment. Stop accusing." --- I heard slow footsteps approaching. My heart was pounding so hard, it echoed in my ears. The door creaked open . A pair of brown eyes stared right into mine. "Y...you came? L..love?" came a husky, manly voice from inside the room. My eyes slowly moved down to his hands. Blood was dripping from his fingers, trailing down like tiny red threads. "What were you doing?" I asked, my voice low but sharp. a dead torn hen was lying on floor as if he tore the poor animal with his own nails. He looked down at his stained nails, blinking slowly. "I.....I c.. couldn't find nail cutter ," he whispered, his voice shaking like he didn't know what he did. He seemed innocent. Innocently daangerous. So innocent that it could kill me in seconds. --- "Lover" - that's such a beautiful word, filled with warmth and deep meaning. But what if it takes a dark, bloody turn... twisted by the worst kind of obsession? A lover who isn't afraid to kill the one he loves. A lover who doesn't hesitate to hurt himself. A lover possessed by something dark. I looked into his eyes, and it wasn't just pain I saw-there was something else. Something wild. Something broken. His lips curled into a crooked smile. "Love isn't soft for me," he murmured. "It claws, it burns, it controls." And for a moment, I couldn't tell- Was he protecting me? Or destroying me?

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