BTS Gang AU
Genre: action, fluff, angst, strong language, +18 content, gang material,
Read to find out who the reader will end up with. There will be several chapters of this so I hope you’re ready to die and anticipate many things. <3 love youuuu (don’t hate me)
Word count:1626
I know you think that I shouldn’t still love you. Or tell you that. But if I didn’t say iy, well I’d still have felt it. Where’s the sense in that? I promise I’m not trying to make your life harder. Or return to where we were. I will go down with this ship. And I won’t put my hands up and surrender. There will be no white flag above my door. I’m in love and always will be…
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Showers are a scary place when your mind isn’t in the right place. The warm water running over my body; reaching all places that their hands have touched. The scars…marks…self-giving memories… The warm feeling of the water kissing every place his lips touched…
“do you just love everyone who tells you are pretty?”
My hands slapped against the foreign siding of the bathroom shower as his words echoed in my head. He was right… Jimin was the only person I was ever truly in love with… I mean Namjoon was a re-bound with memories of my first everything. Yoongi was- I don’t know what Yoongi was… I was in love with him… But it may have been because he just cared for me so much… mincy…
“are you coming out any time soon?” Taehyung’s deep voice brought me from my shower thoughts. “we have a schedule to keep.”
“yeah.” I yelled back as my shaking hands turned the knob. My eyes looked down at the draining water and a quick flash of red entered my mind as I watched the soapy water spin. I shook my head from my thoughts of their blood and stepped out of the shower.
My fingers traced over the stitched cut on my side as I dried my body off. My stomach tensed as I grazed my fingers over the sensitive skin; playing with my own nervous system. “tae.” I muttered as I pressed myself against the door.
“hmm?”
I jolted from how close his voice sounded against the door. I imagined the image of him and I separated by nothing but this thin piece of wood with a knob on both sides. “d-do you have clothes I can change in?” I questioned as i wrapped the thin cloth around my body.
“shit…”
“are you fucking serious?” I said angrily as I ripped the door open, fog from the warm shower leaving the room and pushing against his surprised face. “are you telling me I have no clothes to wear now?”
Taehyung seemed frozen to his spot as he looked at me. Fingers wounded tightly against the fabric of his own shirt. “H-h-here just take this.” As he begins to remove his last shirt he had from off his body. I watched as he worked around his armless shoulder to remove the clothing.
“what are you going to wear?” I questioned as I tried to keep my eyes on his own and nothing else.
“I’m a man so I can walk around without a shirt on.” He scoffed through his blushing cheeks as he handed the dark clothing to me. “you can just wear the underwear you had on before right?”
My eyes couldn’t help themselves as he stood in front of me. I scanned his burning body as I tried to catch my breath… It was like something straight out of a movie scene. The way his muscles disappeared and re-appeared as he breathed sent shivers down my spine.
“take a picture-.” He paused as I snapped my eyes back onto his own. “it’ll last longer.”
“y-y-you wish!” I yelled as I grabbed my things and pushed past him. “where are we anyway?” I questioned as I slipped my underwear on under the towel. It felt odd not putting a fresh pair on but we were limited to about everything around here…
Taehyung’s chuckling voice kissed my ears as I threw the large t-shirt over my head; the towel dropping as the material slipped on. “you don’t want to know.” He said simply as I turned around to look at him. His hand latched around his belt buckle. My eyes widened to the slow movements on his long fingers as he worked to remove his pants. “I’m going to hop in the sh-.” He paused as his eyes landed on mine.
Awkward silence filled the room as we both drank in each other’s appearance’s. I was the first to move as I cleared my throat. “a-actually I think I wa-want to know…” I say almost seductively as the room heated from the crazy tension. My thighs rubbed together, grazing the hem of his shirt across my skin.
Taehyung cleared his throat and rubbed the back of his neck as he looked away from me. My heart sinking as his eyes left me. What the hell?… “some old ladies house that was nearby.” He said quickly as he made his way into the bathroom. “that’s why we gotta be quick-.”
I sighed as the bathroom door closed, the sound of the lock clicking ringing through my head. I lowered myself onto the creaky mattress as I tried to piece together what just happened…
What was that?
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“we are going to give you a complete new identity.”
“what?”
“just listen to the woman (y/n).”
My sore head spun as I stared at the un-known faces in front of me. “wait so you mean like you’re gonna give me a new look?” I couldn’t help but laugh as memories of Jimin came flooding back to me.
“why do you want to put makeup on anyway?” he grunted as he tried swiping the brush against my close eyelids. I smiled as I thought to myself ‘its for you Jimin.’
“do my lips next Jimmy.”
“ugh fine. But I honestly like you better without makeup.”
“(y/n)?” Taehyung said drawing me from my memory and staring down at me. “did you hear what Stephanie said?” I simply just stared blankly at taehyung and he sighed. “you need to choose a fake name to go by.”
My eyes widened as I stared at the lady. “mincy. I want my name to be mincy.”
“alright mincy. Let’s get to work.”
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Hours went by. I was pricked at, given orders of what I was to do; and given a whole new identity.
My eyes widened to the reflection in the mirror. My hair was dark black with Smokey eyed makeup and pale skin color lips. My nose has been pierced with a diamond loop going through the right half of my nose. I wore a black tank top with light denim shorts. “whoa.” I say as I walk closer to the mirror and scan the tattoos that laced different parts of my body. My eyes freeze on the tattoo on my inner wrist. A small heart connecting two letters together; M and C.
“who’s c-.”
My question is cut off as I turn around to see the new Taehyung. His bright red hair was casted over in a bright blonde bringing out his color contact eyes. His hair was pushed back in a backwards black snapback and he wore a long grey t-shirt and black shorts. His old fake arm was replaced with a brand new- life like one. He looked amazing… “this- is Connor.” Stephanie smiled as the two of us just stared each other from head to toe. “he’s the c to your m.”
I shook my head lightly as my eyes landed on Taehyung’s smirked lips. “wait w-what?”
“you heard her.” Taehyung said softly as he turns to show you the matching tattoo on his wrist. “you’re the m to my c.”
“I think I’m going to throw up.” I say making Taehyung laugh.
“calm down it’s not like you have to really be with me.” He says as he walks up to me and stares down with his contact green eyes. “plus, I haven’t called you pretty yet.”
I scoffed as I slapped my shaking hand against his chest. The slap echoing through the room. “I’d never fall for you Connor.”
“you don’t have to but you have to make it look like you did.” Stephanie said as she stepped between us and handed us our ID’s and passports.
“now what?”
“now you get on a plane and hide out for a while.”
“how long is awhile?”
Taehyung wrapped his hand with mine as we stared at the back of the door in front of us. “as long as it takes to find Jaebum.”
I swallowed as I squeezed my small hand in Taehung’s large one. “that could be awhile.”
“then let’s make the best of it.”