#split!bts

Being complimented by someone can be a very nice thing – but being continuously complimented to the point of hardcore flirting and no respect is another thing. You love being complimented if the person is respectful and kind, you mean, who doesn’t? It is a nice feeling, it is nice to think and hear that someone took the time out of their day to tell you that your hair looks nice, or your clothes, or makeup looks nice. In general, being complimented can make you feel better quickly.

            Well, when this man at the mall kept pushing at it, saying that your butt looked nice in your shorts, and that your v-neck shirt made your chest look ‘hella good’ (the man’s words by the way) was very, uncomfortable. Yes, you know that that anyone could see your chest because it was not covered up due to the shirt being the style it was, and then the showing of the top of your boobs peeking out could draw attention. But who cares? You can wear what you want, but that does not mean that you should be harassed and blamed for your clothing, cause this man was wearing the cut off shirt where it showed his man titties and beer gut very clearly that it was not flattering one bit.

Anyways, you were trying to be polite to the man anyways, telling him thank you (at first), but once he began being a creep, you began to be a bitch.

“Please, for the love of god leave me alone, you’re becoming a creep.” You said, walking away, trying to get away from the man as fast as you could.

“Oh, so now you’re being an ungrateful bitch now. You women always say that ya’ll never get compliments, and when you do you become rude towards us and call us creeps. It is like we can never do anything nice and give you what you want.” He became harsh with his words, as if he was seething with rage, which made you laugh slightly.

“No,” you laughed, “you men do not know when to leave a woman alone when you do not get what you want. It is very sad.” You began heading to the store where your boyfriend was at so you can feel safe from the creepy man. Plus, you know that once your boyfriend sees what the man was doing, you would not have to worry about him anymore – perks to having a mafia boyfriend who knows how to make people disappear.

Once you had gotten into the store where your boyfriend was at and found him, you ran up to him, clutching onto his arm. “What’s going on, love?” He asked, turning around to focus on you. He then answered his own question when he sees the man you were trying to get away from, and instantly you knew by the demeanor change in your boyfriend and his eyes seeming to go pitch black, you knew his alter ego took over.

When Suga is out, it is game over for anyone who has dared to make you uncomfortable or even look at you in a wrong way. No one can be rude to you in any way possible, because you are his queen, his priority, his number one person in the world. Everything could be on fire, and he would not let a flame touch you. So, in terms, this guy will not see the light of day ever again.

“Why are you chasing after my girlfriend like some creep?” Suga asked, voice dark and low, even the hint of coldness in it that had the hair on your arms stand up from how deadly it sounded. “And why do you think you could do that?”

“Tell your bitch of a girlfriend to learn how to be polite to a man who compliments her, and how to be grateful when someone compliments her.” He spoke, thinking that nothing wrong was going to happen to him, and clearly not knowing who he is talking to. He must not watch the news or even have any clue who runs the country of South Korea – his mistake.

Suga was chuckling at this. This was very funny on his part from the fact that this guy is going to be crying soon, begging for his life and probably for his mother too from how much pain he will be in. Calling you a bitch? That is just game over. Complimenting you was not a bad thing, because he knows how beautiful and good looking you are, and he expects people to praise you for your beauty. Both Suga and Yoongi are not threatened when they hear a man compliment you – there is the line of being polite and acknowledging someone for their looks and then being a creep and expecting something in return for it. And then there is the fact that he literally chased you down, harassing you and not leaving you alone – that is icing on the cake for both Yoongi and Suga, and they cannot wait to unleash their sadistic ways on him.

“Now, you crossed the line.” Suga stated, moving you gently to the side so he can walk up to the man. Yes, Suga is a little smaller than this man by height, but in this moment, Suga seemed very much taller than him, and that made the guy take a step back but Suga took a step forward. “You think that you can get away with calling my girlfriend a bitch? Ungrateful? Because she got uncomfortable from you complimenting her?”

“He actually started making comments about my shirt and how ‘hella good’ it made my breasts look and wouldn’t leave me alone.” You piped up, knowing that you added fuel to the fire that is already burning out of control. Did you care? Not really. You have no sympathy for men who know what they are doing and saying to you that is inappropriate, not caring how it makes you feel.

Suga turned around and looked you dead in the eyes, rage burning in his eyes and a sick smile on his face that did not scare you nor make you feel unsafe. “Oh really?” he chuckled, “you’re gonna regret everything.” He stated, pulling out his knife and pressing it against the mans neck, “now say you’re sorry before I take you to the place where you’re going to die. Hopefully in your next life you’ll be a decent human being.”

It was a Friday night and a night for fun. Everyone in the group was ready to have a night out on the town after a long, torturous month of dealing with trading deals with a gang in the United States and Germany that involved weapons, drugs, and other mafia/gang related shit that you have no care for. Everyone was ready to let loose, get drunk and high, and to have a good time because what is more fun than dealing with illegal business? Getting drunk and high. Taehyung and Jungkook were ready to get trashed with their girlfriends whereas Namjoon and Hoseok were ready to dance like idiots and team up to take some girls out behind the club to fuck and have their fun, and Yoongi was ready to get hammered drunk with his girlfriend and judge everyone around them, including their inner circle; and you and SeokJin were ready to do whatever to let steam off from his job and your job.

            You’re dressed up in shorts that could be considered underwear in the back from how short they are, but you don’t care because you know you look hot as fuck. You have on a crop top shirt on, your nice black boots, your hair curled up and some light make-up on, and the diamond necklace on that Jin bought you that is worth more than the Mona Lisa. One thing about both Seokjin and Jin – they love when you’re showing yourself off. They love seeing you not covered up with hoodies (mainly covering yourself to hide your beautiful body) because of how you do not like your body, despite you saying that you’re hot as fuck. You say that to hype yourself up, but your lover knows that you do not like yourself, which they fucking hate.

            So, when Seokjin hears a stranger tell you that you’re gorgeous, beautiful, hot, sexy, and any sort of acknowledgement from either a male or female, he gets cocky because he loves the idea of someone being jealous that it’s not them dating you – it is him. Now, either though Seokjin and Jin are the same ‘person’, they have a ‘different’ form of cocky. Seokjin is a proud partner– Jin is an obsessive/possessive partner. Jin knows you’re beautiful – anything to define perfect – human being; he knows that he is your significant partner, your man, your everything. He just cannot stand a look that a male gives you that is anything but innocent. Anytime this happens, Jin loses his shit and decides to kill him – and tonight, that happens.

            Jin was not fronting when you guys got to the bar, but Seokjin’s clothing choice was the clothing that Jin wears because Seokjin had a feeling that Jin would soon font – when was unknown, and that made you very nervous since you do not want any violence tonight, and hope that Jin does not ruin the vibe from losing control when it came to you. So far the bar has been fun, Namjoon and Hoseok found the girls they decided to choose for the night, Yoongi and his girlfriend were in a booth judging everyone, and Taehyung and Jungkook were getting shitfaced with their girlfriends, whereas you and Seokjin were sitting at the bar talking about your work drama. Out of nowhere, you get knocked into by two, disgusting men, that were very drunk and sweaty and stinking like BO, walking by and instantly took a very big liking to you. Seokjin noticed this and instantly, Jin was now in control – and he is feeling murderous. A gleam twinkled in his eyes, and you noticed it right then and there.

            “Has anyone told you how fucking hot you are? I could fu-“ the guy on the left of you was talking until Jin cut him off with standing up from the chair and punched him in the mouth. Chaos had hit the fan, and people were backing up and reacting to the scene as Jin had then punched his friend in the mouth. You knew then that these guys will soon be dead. Everyone recognized who Jin was because they all were beginning to act as if nothing was happening in front of them Jin due to knowing that they will be targeted if they tried to intervene in any way. The two men realized that they were dead once they figured out who had punched them – the fear being a dead give away in their eyes that had Jin smiling like a maniac, loving the fear that they were showing.

            He then turned around to look at you; and you won’t lie that the look in his eyes were terrifying that made you nervous in both a good way and a very bad way. Seokjin and Jin were both scary, but Jin was a lot scarier in sadistic and psychotic way. Sometimes, you can be of scared of Jin because of what you know about the things he can do. Is this a good thing? More than likely, but you know for a fact that Jin would never hurt you – you are the number one priority in his life, including Seokjin.

No one will ever hurt you in anyway because he will kill them.

“Babygirl, I am going to kill them.” Jin grinned, pulling you into him, hands on your waist, chests touching.

Placing your hand on his cheek, you had a slight lump in your throat from the fact that in a way you are the cause for their death, which made you feel just as much of murder that Jin is. Jin seemed to have understood the look on your face, because his grin got more deadly than it was before.

“I know.” You answered back, voice shaky and quiet.

Jin seemed to have loved that. “It is okay, Babygirl, do not worry, this will not take me long to do, and I’ll be back to hear you tell me the rest of your day at work.” He told you, giving you a kiss on your cheek before he turned back to the two men who had not ran away when they had a chance, but they knew that it would result to being tortured longer that Jin had already planned to torture them, and they also had heard stories of what happened to people that ran away at the chance that they have – the consequence of that would be worse than what it already is.

“You know that I will never allow anyone to disrespect you and them getting away with it.” Jin stated, not asking a question because you both know that he would move mountains and go through hell just to make sure you are safe, Seokjin included.

Park Jimin:

You were sat twiddling your thumbs on the cold concrete floor of the jail cell that you were for unnecessary and unfair reason. Being the mafia leaders girlfriend who is hated by the law enforcement is not really the best thing in the world. The cops who hate Park Jimin are the ones who know that they are crooked and unfair, so they very stupidly try to make his life a living hell. Sometimes, you wonder if they know what exactly your can and will do to them, especially if they mess with you.

They thought it would be okay for them to make a scene at your work by arresting you for being a suspect for a shooting that had nothing to do with you or even your boyfriends gang. Shrugging your shoulders, you let out a heavy sigh, now deciding to retie both of your already tied shoes from boredom. What you did not know is that on the other side of the jail, your boyfriend has stormed into the jail, shooting the cops that were in his way, Jungkook behind him as an extra eye. Walking up to the front desk lady who was secretly a spy for his gang, he gave a smile as she threw him a key that was specifically for your cell.

“Thanks, Jisoo,” Jimin thanked before making his way to you, sighing at the armed men that were at a stand off with his gang. “Why can’t things ever be easy for once?” He groaned before signaling Jungkook was a nod of his head.

You did not hear any commotion or even footsteps that were making their way towards you. A familiar chuckle was what got your attention, looking up so quickly which cause you to get dizzy for a split second. “Jiminie!” You squealed excitedly, running towards the bars, grabbing onto them.

Pouting, “Did you not think that I was going to come for you? My heart,” he pressed his right hand to his heart in a dramatic manner.

Rolling your eyes, you smiled, “well, you took an hour too long to come and get me,” you teased which earned you an adorable laugh from your boyfriend.

“Well, my bad, princess. Namjoon was taking a shit as I got the call from Jackson that you had been arrested, and so Namjoon delayed us.” Your boyfriend spoke honestly, unlocking the cell door to let you out.

You tackled him into a deep kiss, heart fluttering like it always does when he wraps his arms around your waist to bring you in closer to him. “I know that you’ll always come for me, my knight in shining armor,” you said once you pulled away from the kiss.

“NOONA AND HYUNG SITTING IN A TREE, K-I-S-S,” You jumped from the loud yelling of the two youngest. “On a serious note, Noona Jisoo said that the SWAT is on their way and will be here in like, I don’t know, .5 seconds,” Jungkook noted casually. A loud crashing noise was heard with a few cusses from Jimin’s hyung’s. “Looks like they are now here,” he said calmly, “I suggest we should get going, don’t you think?”

Kim Taehyung:

Kim Taehyung has always been a person who does not tolerate bullshit and people who have the train of thought of abusing their power just because they believe that they can. He knows that the law enforcement hates him because he basically does their job for them by getting rid of pests and keeps the streets clean. The hate that they have for him is from jealousy and pride. He knows that a few law enforcement people are actually grateful for him because of how Taehyung and his gang can actually figure out some cold cases and criminals that the law enforcement are trying to catch. Some cops and FBI members actually turn to Taehyung and his gang, mainly Min Yoongi the IT of the gang, for help when they cannot figure out a case even though their bosses are against it.

Anyways, the call that Taehyung had gotten from one of the officers that turns to Taehyung informing him that you had been arrested for going ‘over the speed limit’ with a suspension of you carrying marijuana on you really did not make his day. The officer, Yu Jong, gave details of which cell and area of the jail you were at that really went against his protocol, which Taehyung thanked him for, informing him that Jong and the other three officers who are for Taehyung that they needed get out of there as soon as possible because it will turn into a slaughter house. Dressing in his designer ripped jeans, a black shirt and his Gucci jacket, he grabbed his pistol and got the gang together, making their way to the jail.

You are having a glaring contest with the officer who arrested you, the distaste that you both have for one another is strong. “You’re honestly a piece of shit, you know that?” You commented calmly, knowing that your boyfriend could be showing up any minute now, so you are going to make the best of it.

“Don’t test me, bitch. I could make your life—”

“Make her life what?” Your boyfriend’s baritone voice boomed in the hallway, comforting you but mainly scaring the officer.

Smirking, you stood up cuffed hands resting against your lower stomach as you walked towards the bars, a calm look on your face. “Go on, don’t be shy now, say what you were going to say,” you said calmly, too calm for the officer.

Not saying anything due to being frozen in shock at the thought that Kim Taehyung is standing right behind him with his pistol aimed at his head with the safety off. Sighing, Taehyung rolled his eyes out of boredom, “You guys are literally all talk but cannot for the life of you actually say anything to my face, it’s pathetic really. Now, hand me the keys so I can take my innocent girlfriend home.”

Doing as he was told, you were out of the cell and in your boyfriend’s arms in no time. You knew that this was the cop who has been tormenting both you and Taehyung for years now, and you knew that Taehyung has had enough of it. So, wanting to spice things up, you whispered into your boyfriend’s ear, “He also called me a bitch, Tae.”

Smirking darkly at you, “oh did he now? What a shame,” Taehyung looked at the officer who was looking back at him with fear in his eyes, “what a real shame.”

Jeon Jungkook:

You love your boyfriend with all of your heart – you really do – but sometimes you get nervous with how … sadistic he can get with his job. You know that he loves the thrill he gets when he sees the fear in his victim’s eyes, you can tell that he gets off from it sometimes. Knowing him since you both were in diapers and been together exclusively since the age of fifteen, you are confident with confirming that you know your boyfriend like the back of your hand, and as he did you. But having been in the job since the age of seventeen, taking  over his dads position when he was murdered, Jungkook, you can now say that you do not know his business side like his gang. Namjoon once said that Jungkook turns into a completely different person, someone more sinister – and you do not want to know that side; not because of the fear of him hurting (something you know that would never happen) but because of wanting to stay out of whatever business he is in.

Jungkook has made it a mission of making sure that you would never get tied into his business, and made a promise to yourself that you somehow you did, he would make sure that whoever found out about you and dragged you in would never see the light of day ever again. So, receiving a phone call from Seokjin, telling him that the cops in Busan had arrested you as a pay back for ‘scaring them into submission’ and wanting to show that they will not back down, Jungkook automatically saw red. He knew that this would happen once the Sheriff, Kim Jung, stepped down, a good friend of his dads, actually. But Jungkook dreaded the thought of the son of the Jung, Kim Mark, would screw everything up, always having something against Jungkook since the two were kids without any reason. Jungkook had told Mr. Jung that even though they were almost like family, Jungkook will do whatever he would to a person that he ran into on the street – in short, killing them – and Jung sadly accepted that possible fate of his son.

And as you sat in jail cell that was being watched over by Mark himself, both of you hearing the gun shots and screaming of the officers in the room above. There was a feeling of relief of safety that you felt, but there was also a feeling of nervousness, almost fear, that you felt that came of the knowledge of seeing your Jungkookie in action – the side that you will meet. You came to accept that this may change your relationship dynamic, something that both you and Jungkook will have a very long talk and acceptance of whatever that means. To make things clear, you will never leave Jungkook over this, but you know that this is the beginning of being involved in his second life style – the lifestyle that Jungkook was trying to prevent you from of being involved in.

So, as you heard the deep, sadistic laugh that came from your boyfriend, you braced yourself. You watched his intimidating form walk in, his long black hair in a half up bun while the lower half of his hair touched his shoulders. His signature outfit which consisted of his black ripped skinny jeans, timberlands, and an oversized white shirt and his black leather jacket – you would be a liar if you said that he did not look hot as fuck. But the one thing that you did notice about him was the deranged look in his eyes that looked you straight in the eyes – noting the fear you felt.