WRONG TARGET // BTSxREADER

Part 1

Our hostage growled, standing up "Who are you?! What do you want with me?!" He let out a shriek, my accomplice immediately slapped her hand on his face to shut him up as I jumped in surprise, smiling at the three concerned passengers left on the train. My head snapped back at the man, a grin on my face "Hohoho, You're a loud one, but then again, it was your mouth that got you in this mess in the first place, naughty boy" I crossed my legs, using my fingers as play toys for the kitty as my friend let go of his face, forcing him to sit down and fixing her suit

"Lets all chill, first of all, hi. This is Y/N, my partner-" "Not your fucking partner" "And I'm Ash, her partner-" "More of a business accomplice, really" I kept interrupting while she skillfully ignored my tantrums as the man looked back and forth between us, confused and terrified "What are you going to do with me?" His question made me snarl as I looked at the pet crate laying on the seat next to me, gently putting Pixy into it "That's not important right now mate, what is important are the nine bodies we left back in Ohio who kidnapped you and tried to make you spill all the knowledge you had about some goddamn yakuza, but that didn't happen, did it? Cuz we saved ya fuckin' life" Ash nodded as she patted the man's shoulder.

The bell dinged as the train came to a stop and the very few passengers who were left started to get out, suddenly the air got tense. Me and Ash glanced at each other. The man's eyes darkened, his fists clenched tightly. "Just so you know... This isn't our stop" Ash said. But that didn't stop him, the man jumped out of his seat, putting his dirty shoes onto the table, and tried to kick Ash across the face, luckily she was fast enough to dodge, grabbing his leg and pulling it. He immediately ass planted onto the table as I swiftly put on brass knuckles, before he tried to land a punch at my face, I dodged, standing up and grabbing the man by the collar and punching him across his. Blood shot out of his mouth as the brass left a bloody mark on his cheek, he, however, didn't let go of my hand that was clenching his collar "Kill me" he choked out, spitting out more blood that accidentally landed on my blouse. My eye twitched as I looked down "My... blouse..."

Just as Ash noticed what was going on, she ripped me away from the man "Sit back down!" she scolded him like a mom before turning to look at the pissed-off me "Control yourself. If the guy who hired us is THAT scary. You better not ruin this mission" she mumbled to me as I growled "Im not fucking stupid, I wasn't gonna kill him, just.... slightly harm him" I said, about to grab the man again. The woman only shook her head, sitting back down next to the disassociated man who stared out the window. I sat down too, my eyes on Pixy who was meowing at me. I wish I didn't need to take her, but since I was moving out either way and this was the most convenient way to get to my new apartment, Why not take my little danger ball along?

Ash spoke, patting the man's chest "Toughen up, big boy, two more stops to go and you are out of our hair-" "Its one stop"

I interrupted again, annoyed at her incompetence, the girl looked at me, wide eyed from annoyance "What's that now?" "one stop, mate" "Nnnno, it's two stops" she argued back, dragging out her words, my eye twitched "You're starting to get on my fucking nerve" "- it's two stops" her words made me lose hope in humanity as I shook my head "I'll smash my head through a brick wall"
"-Well maybe that'll help your memory cuz it's two stops" she once again said as the man stared at us in fear, my mouth was wide open, completely done with her stupidity. I slammed my hand on the desk in-between us, not hard enough for the very few passengers left to hear it, but loud enough to make a bit of noise "The fuck is wrong with you- waitress!" I called out, my voice becoming gentle, raising my hand up as a woman came to us with a smile "How may I help?" She asked, I smiled back at the pretty woman "Yes, would you be so kind to tell us how many stops are left?" The woman thought for a second and smiled "There is one stop left before the end of our route" she answered and I nodded at her, my voice as sweet as ever.