so polite. and such hair. i swear i used to have that hair when i was 15 and confused about things

Colors (Part 9)  [Min Yoongi X Reader]

Originally posted by koreanmusicfan

Genre: Gang-Mafia Au/ Angst (M)

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                                              Part 9 : Family


Bright green hair and a set of deep dark hollow eyes, it was too contrasting.

He looked serene yet fierce at the same time

His eyes had a way of speaking loud and clear. Words were irrelevant.

It was undeniable that the way Min Yoongi presented himself was formidable, even when you could see blood all over him.

Min Yoongi painted himself red with such finesse that it didn’t look like murder but ‘Art

Staring at his face and you could only wonder “who are you really Min Yoongi?”

Namjoon sat in front of us with an ice pack pressed to his left cheek, his already plumped lips looked swollen and yet he smiled ear to ear while staring at Yoongi. On the other hand, Yoongi showed no hint of emotion on his face. No anger or disdain, any kind of remorse or concern he had in his eyes for you about 10 minutes ago was thrown out the window the minute Namjoon had left you two alone in the room.

“What did you tell him about us?” Yoongi had questioned you with bitterness in his mouth.

At first, you didn’t understand the question but then it clicked. You weren’t his first concern obviously; his people were his first concern.

“Nothing. I told him nothing” you had replied with a little hitch in your throat.

“If I come to know that you’ve told him anything about us. I swear to god y/n, Namjoon would be the least of your concern” Yoongi had said without even looking at you.

It’s okay, you’re safe now.

What a load of bullshit!

“Why are you even here?”  You asked with  utter confusion. You failed to understand Min Yoongi, one moment he came running to save you and in another, he was threatening to do the worst to you.

“Because, I like coming here to meet Namjoon every once in a while. To discuss news, weather, politics over coffee.. Why you think?” Yoongi had replied rolling his eyes.

“I never asked you to come here so you don’t have to be such an ass-”

“Try being a little grateful for once. If I was a little late Namjoon would’ve already chewed you up and spit you out. If you were lucky you would be dead.. If not..”

“But you’re the reason why all this is happening?” you muttered.

“I beg your pardon?”

“You did this. You’re the reason why all of this is happening. Taehyung was the one who stole Namjoons guns; you were the one who put me in that room for a month for no damn reason. My only fault was I went on a date with Yungjae”

Yoongi looked at you in some kind of disbelief.

“So don’t blame me for the incompetence in your own men. You keep finding faults in others have you ever tried looking in the mirror?”

“You’ve got galls to say that. Seeing where you’re standing right now. You’re making me regret my decision by the second.”

“Then you shouldn’t have come. What difference would it really make? If I’m here with Namjoon or there with you. You’re both just like each other..”

Yoongi’s expression changed into a grim one as he glared at you angrily

“Did I hit a nerve? It’s true Yoongi! Flip the coin and see it for yourself. You won’t be able to tell the difference, I know I can’t”

“Don’t test my patience y/n, not right now. You won’t like it”

The room went still for a moment until you heard the sound of door opening.

“You haven’t changed a bit have you hyung? Still the same! 4 years and nothing changed except your hair. I liked your natural hair more, though. ” Namjoon said in a Joyful tone.

Yoongi shifted a bit in the seat and crossed his legs over one another.

“I could say the same for you. You’re still as fucked up as you were 4years ago. Maybe a bit more!”

Namjoon smiled widely and put the ice pack down on the table.

“I miss those days. Things weren’t so complicated back then. Back then we were family..”

“‘Remember, ‘We’ were family. Weren’t we hyung? Until you found a new one and threw your brothers out”

“Oh yeah, I threw you out.” Yoongi said with no interest “but you left out the part where you killed a 14-year old boy brutally for no reason”

“15,” Namjoon said biting his lower lips, “I think he was 15”

“What does it matter? He’s still dead and you killed him.”

“oh, c’mon hyung! I can’t believe you’re still stuck on that. It has been 4 fucking years! Get over it already”

“He was a part of our family”

“He was a TRAITOR”

“HE WAS MY BROTHER!” Yoongi’s loud voice startled you “Jungkook was my brother. And you killed him.”

“Not your blood brother hyung. You and I were more brothers than you and Jungkook. You thought he was just a kid but he was giving out information-“

“I only spared your pathetic life because I owed you one or else I wouldn’t have flinched before shooting you right in the head”

There was pin drop silence in the room. Namjoon gasped and placed a hand on his chest dramatically.

“Ouch, that hurt. ” he said mockingly and laughed. “Hyung let the bygones be bygones.. We met after 4years and this is what we’re talking about?”

And then his eyes found you.

“-Oh! So silly of me, between all this talking I had totally forgotten miss. y/n was in this room too”  Namjoon grinned.

Hearing your name from his mouth was enough to make your eyes go wide.

“Tell me hyung.. What makes her so special that you came running all the way just to save her life?” Namjoon asked Yoongi with a sly grin.

“I didn’t come here to save her life,” Yoongi said uncrossing his legs and sitting straight.

“Huh. Interesting.. You don’t care about her yet you risked your own precious life for her?”

“Who said I’m risking my life?”

“You came here all alone; they took your gun outside. I could kill you right now? What’s stopping me from doing that?”

i’ll explain it to you in such a way that you understand it easily, you have your control over east area. And I have control over both west and north. It doesn’t take much to do the math and tell that I have an upper hand here. So kill me and it will rage a war among quarters. You lack manpower and backup too. Since I’m the one who has been paying a shit load of taxes to that pig Young-shin. I have his and my men posted around almost, everywhere.”

“After I die, Jimin will take over my place instantly. And you know Jimin better than I do. How many of your men has he killed alone?”So, take out your gun and shoot me. I dare you. And Once you’re done digging my grave, start digging yours too, Joonie” Yoongi smiled and you saw the hesitation peeking on Namjoons face. He pondered for a while before speaking up

“You got me there,” Namjoon said scratching the back his neck with his hand.

“But that still doesn’t answer my question, hyung.

-why are you here really here?”

“To carry out on our ‘deal’. Why else?”


“50” Yoongi scoffed “I don’t even give 50% to Young shin and more than half my men are actually his men. If I gave him a little more he would start cleaning the dishes at our place”

You sat beside Yoongi without saying a word. As long as your life wasn’t on stake you couldn’t care less.

“35% of everything. Drugs, money, guns. Everything. I think it’s a pretty sweet deal” Namjoon said rubbing his lower lip with his thumb.

“25% for next 5years”

“Unacceptable” Namjoon mouthed

“Then don’t accept it and I’ll leave” Yoongi shrugged.

You saw the conflicted look on Namjoons face.

“On top of that I’ll make sure Taehyung never steps his foot in this place . I can guarantee you if he ever does it again, I’ll hand him over to you myself.”

“Fine” he said with his head nodding up and down. “Fine. But if you ever fuck up this deal Yoongi.. You’ll regret it big time. Now, Get out of here! And keep your dogs at bay”

Yoongi smirked, got up from his chair and straightened his coat.

“And you yours. I’m happy we could come to a mutual agreement. I hope to never see you again Joonie”

That was it. Everything was done. Nothing bad happened. It was over, no one died. You would get to go home now. You were still sitting on your chair, lost in your thoughts when a hand slid under arm and you scooped you up.

“What are you waiting for? You want me to give you a piggy back ride?” you shook your head “Then walk!” Yoongi said before dragging you along with him towards the door. You were almost there when..

“Yah yah! What is this?” Namjoons voice halted Yoongi’s footstep stopping him dead on track.  Yoongi sighed and turned around and let go of your arm.

“What is it now?”

“I completely forgot to mention a very important part of this agreement.”

“We already went over everything, didn’t we?”

“Not everything hyung.. Not ‘everyone’.” Namjoon smirked while eyeing you standing beside Yoongi.

No, no. No Yoongi wouldn’t let it happen. He can’t let this happen. This can’t be happening. Suddenly you were gripping his arm. Nails digging into his clothed skin. One hand tightly gripping the back of his overcoat.

“I want the girl Yoongi, hand her over to me and seal the deal. I will keep her alive, for now. I promise.”

To your surprise, Yoongi gave out a shrilled laugh. He removed your hand from his arm and pulled you in front of him.

“As expected, so pathetic of you Joonie!” he curled his one arm around your neck and placed his chin on top of your head.

“But I guess you’ve always been like that, always a pathetic little scum. Even when we were little, you wanted everything I had. You wanted my Books, my toys and then we grew up and you wanted my guns and then my position..

-And  Now you want her? Wae?”

Yoongi gently pushed your hair back from your shoulder and tilted your head a little so he had access of your neck and pressed his cold lips on the side of your neck all the while his eyes never left Namjoons face.

Because she is mine” Yoongi whispered in your neck, smiling. His hot breath fanning your face as he placed another kiss on your temple.

“Sorry Joonie but you can’t have her. You can’t have anything that is mine. You only get what I give to you. And you only get when you beg and plead. Like you’re supposed to you pathetic little scum”

And then Namjoon was red and angry walking towards Yoongi, Yoongi pushed you away and Namjoon pushed Yoongi against the wall with full force, his hands around yoongi’s collar.

“Let’s see how you talk when all your teeth are on the floor! HYUNG-NIM” Namjoon said before punching Yoongi straight on the cheek. Yoongi stumbled and got back up. He licked the blood on his lips with the tip of his tongue.

And just like that they were both on the floor. Punching, kicking, chocking as you watched in horror.

Yoongi was on top of Namjoon, punching him.

And then they reversed and Namjoon was on top.

He punched and punched and punched until Yoongi’s mouth was glistening red.

“Stop” you whispered “Please stop” but he wouldn’t stop. Yoongi looked lifeless.

“Stop! Please stop you’re killing him! Stop it!” you screamed and Namjoons closed fist stopped mid air as he turned towards you and smiled and you back paddled.

His hands were quick to grab the back of your hair and pull you forward.

He made you stand up and walked you towards Yoongi who was trying to get up.

“Such is your love for her hyung! You were right.. Maybe I can’t have her. You won’t give her to me” he threw you across the room.

“But that doesn’t mean i can’t have some of her” Namjoon said while laughing like in a deranged manner.

“Stop. You fucking piece of-” Namjoon was quick to shut him up By kicking him right in the stomach with full force. Yoongi curled up like a ball in pain.

“That’s a goal” Namjoon said wiping the blood from his face with his palm. And then he started walking towards you.

“It’s only going to get worst if you fight it sweetheart”

“Get off of me!” you screamed when his legs were around your torso. You were screaming and crying calling out for help.

You screamed for your mother

And then you screamed for help

You tried to kick and punch and you cried

And after sometime you realized you were only screaming for Min Yoongi.

“Stop it..” you heard his raspy voice “Stop it Namjoon.” He stood with his one hand on his stomach. Breathing heavily.

Namjoon removed his hands from your shoulders and looked at Yoongi

“You’re still fighting for her.” He said getting off of you. “Must be true love.. What else could be the reason?” Namjoon chuckled.

“ “Love bleeds you dry until the red organ ceases to beat” such a beautiful quote and so honest!  Will she be the death of you? Min Yoongi, the biggest mafia boss, feared by everyone and a king to so many, dies fighting for a girl? Sounds odd! Unrealistic. Doesn’t it? ”  

The room was filled with your soft sobs, Namjoons laugh and Yoongi’s heavy breathing.  

“Anyways, Let’s continue shall-“ Namjoon stopped mid sentence.

“What are smiling about?”

You looked at Namjoon and then at Yoongi who was grinning, a gummy smile carved on his face.

And then he started laughing, Giggling, he was cracking up.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Namjoon looked clueless “WHY THE FUCK ARE LAUGHING LIKE THAT HUH?”

“You think I came here unprepared. How stupid do you think I’m?” Yoongi stood straight and looked at Namjoon whose face only went milky pale.

“I had already told jin hyung that I’m coming here and we made a plan. As I had said before I have my men posted, everywhere. The plan was if I don’t come out of this place in 3hours.. They would come in”

“It has been, exactly, 3 hours and 10mins since I stepped in and they could come in any moment-“

And then there was a loud BOOM! You could hear loud screaming and sound of machine guns.

“Now..Oh I guess they’re here.. You better tuck your tail in and run Joonie! You fucked up big time now.”  Yoongi smiled and bit his lips.

“I’m going to fucking kill you Yoongi!” Namjoon gritted his teeth in anger and took out the gun from underneath his belt.

“I’m right here. And by the way, our deal is over”

There was a loud banging on the door. A man opened the door looking bewildered

“Namjoon we need to go. Now! These people are fucking butchers. They’re killing everyone..”

“You’re going to pay for this hyung” Namjoon said before giving one last dirty look to Yoongi and fleeing out the door in a hurry.

You could still hear the loud noises of gun fire outside, it was too loud so you placed both your palms on your ear and tried to block out the noise.

“It’s too loud..” you said. “It’s so loud. Make it stop, make it stop” you cried and squeezed your eyes shut.

You could hear someone calling out a name.

Someone was calling out your name.

“Y/n”

“Y/N..Y/N”

“Y/N OPEN YOUR EYES”

You opened your eyes and found Yoongi’s face in front of you. He was shaking you frantically by the arm

“Y/n..

Y/N! Are you listening?”

You nodded your head.  He removed his overcoat and placed it around your shoulders since you were shaking like crazy.

“Y/n! I have to go.” No! He’s leaving you here. He can’t leave you here. You started shaking your head “Please..No don’t leave me here”

“I have to go for now y/n, are listening to me?” his hands were cupping your cheeks “just Listen to me. I can’t take you outside. Not right now. It’s too dangerous.”

You were still moving your head saying “No- no” repeatedly.

“You can’t leave me here. Please take me with you I wanna get out of here please-“

“Hey y/n, look at me. Just look at me alright. Calm down. I’m not leaving you here” he moved his hand to the back and gently pushed your head in so your forehead was against his shoulder.  

“You just need to listen to me carefully alright” he whispered in your ear “I’m going to leave you here for now. I can’t take you outside, it’s too dangerous. I won’t be able to protect you. I need find Hoseok and Jimin. I need find a gun”

His hand found your back and gently rubbed it.

“You have to stay here. I’ll come back for you after sometime, I promise.. Don’t scream or make a noise. Just hide behind the desk until I come back.”

“Please..” you pleaded while tear drops soaked his shirt wet as you held onto him tightly “I just want to go home”

“Don’t worry.. After all of this, you can go home..”


“I’ll come back for you” that’s all Yoongi had said before leaving you in the room all alone.

He promised you he would come back and you trusted him wholeheartedly. Yet, a small voice inside of you was screaming on top of its lungs.

“He’s not coming back! You’re dead. You’re dead. YOU’RE DEAD!”

But you didn’t have any other choice. Sitting behind the table, you held onto his coat tightly while still shivering underneath it, rocking back and forth with your hands pressed to your ears trying to shut the noise out.

“He said he would come back..” you told yourself again and again.

Time was passing away and the noises outside were starting to die down.

He said he would come back

You were starting to think otherwise..

Why would he come back? And that even, for you?

What if he never comes back? You can’t sit here all day waiting for him. He could’ve just left you. If Namjoon has left the place you could leave too.  

So you got up and slowly started to make your way towards the door.

You hand moved towards the door knob, feeling the cold metallic handle underneath your palm, you took a deep breath and moved it when suddenly the door flung opened, almost hitting you in the face. And Yoongi stood in front of you.

It was a ghastly site; he didn’t look like the person who had left the room minutes ago.

He was breathing heavily. Both his hands were covered in blood; there was blood on his white shirt and blood splatter on his face too. Yoongi was covered in some much blood and most it wasn’t even his.  Well some of it was his, you could see the wound. The gun shot on his shoulder. He held his palm over it.

You backed away seeing him like that.    

“I said I would come back. C’mon lets go” he said before grabbing your wrist with his bloody hand and dragging you outside.

It was then that you saw the horror laid out on your way. Bodies of men, piled up. Limp and broken and bloody.  Everywhere. Someone of them looked too young.. Blood was everywhere, on the floor, on the wall. Did Yoongi do this?

They are all butchers.

He dragged you along with him somewhere, you didn’t know, you didn’t care. And then he stopped for an instance and leaned against the wall. His face scrunching in agony.

“Yoongi-”

“I’m fine. I just need a minute”  Yoongi mumbled

“you can lean on me.. c’mon-“

“I said IM FINE” Yoongi hissed at you through his teeth.

“You’re not fine. You’re injured and bleeding. It’s better to lean on me now. If you faint on the way I won’t be able to pick you up” you argued “So please”

He looked up at you and placed his one arm around your shoulder.

“Where are we supposed to go?” you asked

“I’ll tell you the way.. just walk” Yoongi said standing up straight.

You  walked and walked, crossing different hallways and opening different doors. Until you saw a big door which looked like the main entrance of the building. You started swiftly walking towards it, with the limp Min Yoongi still on your shoulders when suddenly Yoongi stopped.

You looked at him in confusion.

“C’mon we have to go. The exit is right there!” You said with eagerness. Yoongi removed his hand from your shoulder and stood straight.

“I have to find Hoseok and Jimin”

Jimin

Jimin was here too. You needed to see him too; you had a lot of questions to ask.

“You can see them later. We need to leave you’re shot-”

“There’s a car key in the inside pocket of the coat. Take the car and get out of here”

“Go wherever you want to go, go home. After that, leave the car in some secluded place. If I find any kind of damage to my car I’ll find you and I’ll kill you y/n” Yoongi said and turned around.

You grabbed his arm, the un-wounded one, and he looked at you in surprise.

“You’ll bleed out here. You can find Hoseok and Jimin later on. First you need to see a doctor-”

“You’re really daft aren’t you? I just gave you my car and your freedom. Just Get out of here before I change my mind” Yoongi said and turned again but you nudged at his arm and he pushed it away.

“What is wrong with you?”

“What is wrong with you huh? You’re going to bleed out here! Then all of this” you said while pointing at the dead bodies lying around at your feet. “All of this will be for nothing..”

“And I’m only doing this because i owe you one. You saved my life, even if you were the one who put it in danger in the first place. So I’m saving yours”

Yoongi looked at disappointingly.

“I know why you want to meet Jimin and Hoseok. Because you think you’re going to die. Well guess what, you’re not dying. Not now Not until you answer some of my questions. And I’ll take you out of this goddamn place even if I have to drag you out by your stupid hair!”

Yoongi scoffed and muttered “punk.” before grabbing your wrist and walking towards door with you.

“I have an extreme urge to punch you right now for your stupidity. You’re lucky i don’t hit women. Now drive”

He said just before getting inside the car.


“WHY DID YOU SAVE MY LIFE YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE?”

When you were in that room and Jimin had come to meet you the first time he had said something important to you. You hadn’t understood it back then, but now it was clear to you.

We know what we have to do to survive through the worst

Worst was always in front of you and yet you had survived.

Survived with Yungjae

Survived in the room

And now you’ve survived Namjoon.

“Why?” Yoongi laughed and then his face pinched in pain “Maybe because I’m just a daft as you are!”

You understood it now. What Jimin had meant when he said he was a survivor. You saw it with your own eyes at Namjoons place. You didn’t need guns or fighting skills.

“Why did you save my life Yoongi?” you asked more softly now with tears still rolling down your cheeks.

You only needed him.

“i don’t know..” Yoongi said quietly his eyes still stuck to yours.

You could never get out of this hell, not now. Not anymore, since you’re already so deep inside. Namjoon would find you..Only thing you could do now is learn to live inside of it. 

We all get used to the darkness, if we don’t it consumes us

You moved your hand to Yoongi’s cheek as you leaned your forehead against his.

“Y/n what are you doing?” Yoongi gulped.

He was cold and damp, he smelled of blood. He was dying.

Befriend the monsters if you want to live another day

“I don’t know..” you mouthed just before pressing your lips against his.

You hated min Yoongi with every inch of your body. Yet when it happened it didn’t feel wrong or right.

His lips were cold and yours were burning up so melted into each other easily. Your hands flew to his neck and you felt his pulse vibrating underneath your touch. Yoongi pulled away and you caught him with your lips and just like that you had him.

His hands were in your hair, your face burning up both in pain and adrenaline. You tasted blood, his blood or your blood you couldn’t register. You didn’t care. You felt his tongue swipe your lower lips and a smile graced your face.

You needed Min Yoongi to survive in this.

You saw what he could do at Namjoons place. He had the power and you wanted it.

He had a family and you wanted all of it

You knew what you had to do to survive through the worst.

Yoongi hissed and broke the kiss and fell back on his seat. By the time you pulled away you were breathless.

“Yoongi just stay with me. We’re going home” you said with a smile just before starting the car.