Pairing: Mafia!Min Yoongi x Gender neutral reader

Summary: Running away from your fiancé, a mafia leader, wasn't as easy as you thought.

Warnings: Implied cheating, murder, guns, blood, heels of shoes.

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Unlocking the door to your hotel room, you entered and closed the door behind you, locking it.

And there he was, lying on your bed while staring at his phone.

"Yoongi!" you practically shrieked. Just how on Earth did he find you within a week? Well, right, it isn't a big deal for the mafia leader that the world feared.

"No. I'm Louis Williams Suga Adams the 3rd" he retorted, still looking at his phone.

"Of course, it's me, baby. The man you'll be marrying next week" he said with a gummy smile while turning his head to look at you.

Stumbling back a little, you parted your lips as they started to quiver a bit, desperately trying to find another escape.

"Did you enjoy your vacation, baby?" Yoongi asked as he dropped the phone on the bed. "Because we have to leave now" he said, getting up from the bed and walking towards you.

"No-"

"We still have our honeymoon to look around. Don't worry" he cut you off, wrapping his arms around your waist.

Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss against your lips, sighing in contentment as he pulled back.

"Ah, I missed these lips," Yoongi said. Placing another kiss on your jawline, he ran his fingers through your loose hair. "And what about you? Did you miss me?" he asked with a smirk that screamed mischief.

As you tried to get out of his grip, his eyes darkened. He grasped you by your wrist, running a thumb along the sensitive skin underneath.

"What happened, honey? Why did you change your mind like this?" Yoongi asked, feigning innocence. "Don't worry. You can hate me as much as you want. But you can never run away from me" he said, taking your hand and moving it under his t-shirt to let you trace his abs.

"But you came here without telling me, anyway" he said, tilting his head to the side. "Now get your bags packed. We're leaving to Seoul in our private jet" he patted your head, releasing you from his grip.

"Can we-"

"Hush" Yoongi cut you off again. "Go and pack your bags."

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Standing in front of the receptionist, you handed her the key card to your room while the pale skinned man was ready to leave with you and the guards.

You looked at the girl in front of you, knowing that Yoongi wouldn't be able to hear you speaking.

"Do you believe in love?" you asked and she looked up at you confusedly before slowly nodding her head. "Don't."

You said and turned around, walking towards the man who seemingly loves you.

Time skip~ (In the private jet)

"Baby, why are you so moody?" Yoongi asked as he sat beside you.

"You hooked up with other people to get my attention and make me jealous. How do you expect me to be with you?" you snapped.

"But I managed to get your attention. See, it's a win-win" he said with a smile, leaning towards you to kiss your cheek.

This is it.

Grabbing the wine bottle that was in front of you on the table, you smashed it against the furniture, stabbing the broken glass into Yoongi's shoulder.

A curse left his mouth as you dug the glass deeper into his skin.

His men entered the room while you were holding Yoongi's hands up, preventing him from taking out his gun.

You turned your head to the guards, removing the glass and placing it above your fiancé's throat. "Don't you f-ing take another step" you hissed.

You did not notice the man sitting in front of you grabbing the gun from the table, using it to hit you on your head.

Pushing the glass away from your hand, he pinned you down on the carpet, straddling you.

He had your wrists pinned above you head, ignoring the pain in his shoulder.

"Get the tranquilizer!" he ordered his men who just stood there, frozen.

You stopped struggling, looking deeply into his eyes. "Do you love me?"

Yoongi let out a soft sigh, but still not releasing your wrists from his hold. "I do" he said. "I do love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there's a life after that, I'll love you then."

Your breath got caught in your throat. He said it again- the words there was no going back from.

"Really?" you asked with teary eyes and he nodded, his lips softening into a smile.

It's the kind of smile that transforms him into someone else entirely, the kind of smile that puts stars in his eyes and a dazzle on his lips. You wondered if your smile was as big as his. Maybe as big. But not as beautiful.

He wore this strange beauty like war paint. His skin was a pretty complexion that made you jealous. He was merciless. But also very beautiful.

How terrible this darkness was, how bewildering, and yet mysteriously beautiful, to express love and even more beautiful to feel it. Your eyes see the heart that you once did search for.

"Then why the f*ck did you cheat on me?!" you yelled before kicking him in between his legs, knocking the air out of his lungs.

You used the chance to push him away, standing up and kicking his ribs, probably breaking them before taking his gun and pointing it at him.

"Are you going to kill me?" Yoongi asked, clutching his wounded shoulder and you scoffed.

"Oh, I'm not gonna kill you," you said. "I'm just gonna hurt you. Really, really, bad."

Raising your leg, you stomp the heel of your shoes against his throat, strangling him with your foot.

You listened to his pained wheezing as you pressed your foot harder against his neck, letting out all your frustration and anger.

You loved it. You loved the terrible sound of him being strangled. This sound was very loud and unmistakable. A series of struggles from someone who appeared to be in excruciating pain. Not of terror, but more of pain.

Almost immediately afterwards there were five shots fired in the room and you fired them deliberately, with the interval between each shot being about one second, in different places of his body, splashed blood covering your hand and face.

Letting out a sigh in refreshment, you placed the gun on the table, wiping the blood off your face with the back of your hand as you sat back on the couch.

"Kevin" you called before grabbing a new bottle of wine from beside you, getting rid of the cork. "How long until we land?"

"Just another hour, boss" Kevin said as he stepped forward.

You nodded your head as one of the other men offered to pour the wine into your glass.

"And what about the corpse?" he asked and you looked down at Yoongi.

"Once we land, get his organs taken out and sold before burning him" you ordered. "And bring me a diamond ring with that money. I want the worth of this idiot's life to be a piece of jewelry I wear."

"The strippers he hooked up with?" Kevin asked again.

"Hush, let them be. They didn't know that he was engaged, and every job has its own dignity" you added, taking a sip from the wine and placing the glass aside.

Crossing one leg over the other, you threw your head back on the couch. "Get me the files about those new drug dealers. They're messing around and those f-ers should be taught about the new ruler of this empire."