The Hidden Shadows [BTSxReader]

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I think to myself as I stare at the windows in front of me. I've been waiting for more than half an hour for one of them to show up. Everything was perfectly planned, but what's going on?

Just as I was about to get up and order something again, so I don't arise suspicion, somebody knocked on the red wooden doors placed right behind me.

The doors opened revealing a young man, probably in his twenties, blonde haired and oddly mysterious and yet charming and mesmerizing as f*ck.

All of the girls that have looked at him, practically had drool dripping on their faces.

One almost immediately got up and went to him. Poor man was attacked from all sides, with no escape. Yikes...

"Sorry, I know if i seem to clingy. I don't know what's gotten into me, but, can I possibly have your phone number?" The girl asked, the guy still in shock after al of this.

He still stood in the same position. He didn't even move, I'm genuinely scared for him and all of this. Once again, big yikes...

"Jesum Christum moveri tu vivis, non comedi et dormivit pro praeteritis tres dies.  Relinquit me solum irrumabo!"

Oh damn, an insomniac. Good to know.

The girl didn't even understand what he said so she just lowered her head and went back to her table.

The blondie went to the barista and asked for a black coffee with no sugar and milk.

"Ah, Jimin, how have you been. Haven't seen you in so long! What has it been? Ten-ish years, right? Oh, and how's Taehyung?"

"Stercore!" He said quietly, not intentionally, but just enough for me to hear those words.

That's it.

His cover was blown.

It's showtime.

I grabbed my gun and put it in my pocket, I checked the knives on my thighs and calves. Still there.

I went to the barista too and asked him for a chocolate frappuccino. I avoided every possible eye contact with Jimin. I checked my peripheral vision. Okay, three daggers. All of them placed under his hoodie on his back. This is going to be fun.

Suddenly, the lights started to flicker. He noticed something's wrong.

"Darling, you have five minutes to get out of this place or something really really bad is going to happen. Understood?"

"Jimin, Jimin, Jimin... Why so sensitive? Someone touched your dagger? I'm not blind Pugione. Unfortunately, you are." I smiled while says those words.

He was in complete fear, ever so trying to hide it. The lights turned back on and he grabbed his daggers. But there was something missing. Of course, the light blue daggers were in my hands.

Oh shit Jimin thought.

"Aaaah, no! Stop! Please! Aaah!" Jimin whined in agony and pain as I looked him in the eyes. I was crushing his brain, one of my best moves indeed. He was already in tears.

Pugione also tried to get off the ground and kick of the roof, but the pain I inflicted on him was the far worst thing he had ever experienced. His limbs were on fire and it felt like someone was removing his skin from his body. His head felt like a drum. All of these unknown voices and black pictures in his mind that wouldn't go away. It felt like living hell. Even hell was paradise compared to this.

"Where are the rest of them!" I yelled.

But something was out of place that i just realized. Aren't there three of them that usually do these type of things. I turn around and see two more guys. Thank god they haven't touched my bag. I aim the daggers in my hands at a wall across the room, hitting the mirrors and causing them to turn that way.