BTS: Yandere Horror |1|

Suga: Manipulation

"Oppa..." You say to Yoongi, who lies nonchalantly on the bed.

"What?"

"I'm...I'm..." For some reason, you couldn't bring yourself to say it.

"Spit it out, I don't have all day." He gave you a sour look before turning over and facing away from you.

"I'm going home now." Your face half hopeful, have doubtful. You knew he was going to say no. "You don't need help with your homework, because all you do is lie and-"

"Alright, alright," Suga waves his hand in the air, a signal for you to leave. You gasp with surprised before hopping up from your kneeled position and speeding to the door. "Thanks for the tutoring." He lazily spoke. You didn't say anything as you reached for his door knob.

"Bye!"

"Wait."

You turn to face him. He now sat up, his body hunching forward and hands being supported by his knees. He intertwined both his hands together and faces you. An expressionless face gave you the chills and you nervously chucked. "Yes?"

"Break up with him." It was short and sweet, but you were offended. Break up with your boyfriend? No way. Both of you were committed.

"No." The word came out with excess poison but you didn't regret it. Who did this man think you were? "Who do you think I am?" Your face was extremely red and face contorted with rage. However his contrasted yours greatly. His eyes, cold and manipulative only smirked at your form.

"You know he's a useless boyfriend. He only wants you for your brains and bodies." He shows his teeth in a sneer. "He doesn't care about you as a person. If it was you and him, he would save himself. Stop committing to that j-"

"Maybe you're the jerk!" You cut him off, slowing making your way to his sitting form. "You have no business in our relationship! I don't see a reason why you should get involved, you heartless bastard. You don't know him like I do. He's perfect and he believes in me and everything I have inside and out."

You were breathing hard, and he seemed to notice this. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you down, until you were on top of his lap. His face inches from yours, your breaths instantly become more shallow and rapid, face warming up and sweat beading your forehead.

"I do too..." He whispered before letting you go and walking away from the bed room.

You stood there, confused by his action and words an left a few minutes after. An ominous feeling setting in your stomach.
...
The next day you arrived to school, a smile stuck on your face as positive energy radiated from the building.

It's going to be a good day.  You grinned as you entered the school building. It's sacred walls giving you a sense of pride and satisfaction. It became even better when you spotted your boyfriend.

"Mark!" You rush to him and jump into his arms. He grabs you that the waste and spins you around. Giggles escaping both your mouths, soon followed by pants as he set you down. Your arms wrapped around his neck and nuzzles his nose against your face. It had to be Yoongi to break the romantic moment.

"You should get a room, unless your purposely want me to break you up." He turned his head to the side and smirked. Your eyes flash slight anger and Mark placed himself in front of you.

"What do you want?" He snarled. His handsome features curled into a defensive one, eyebrows furrowed with dominance.

Yoongi, his backpack and sweater sliding off one shoulder, gave a shrug. He stalked over to Mark before scrutinizing over him. Mark only stood his ground as he was examined.