ｒｅｄ ｈｏｏｄ
ａｎｔｉ－ｈｅｒｏ ａｕ

*inspired by Red Hood from Batman just read a summary I guess from google, a bit too lazy to explain, if your already a Batman fan then you know I'm talking about Jason Todd. Hope you like this, it's been in my head for a while now. Might draw him in a Red Hood Suit or I don't know 😫

Another lonely cold night.

The loud music blaring through the speakers and the stench of alcohol and sweat intoxicated the air. Y/n stared at the shot class in front of her. The brown gold liquid inside buzzed at the loud speakers, the ripples dancing along the bass. Her stare mindless and dull. Not even the sound of the blasting music fazed her. She wore a black crop top with her shoulders exposed but the sleeves touched her middle finger. She wore black tight ripped jeans with high heel boots was a slightly passed her ankle.

Her hair down, brushing against her cheeks and chin. She had makeup on, dolled up to show off her boyfriend of four years. But by now the moon was high and the stars pitted her stood up soul. Once again she was stood up, and on their anniversary out of all the times.

Though, this wasn't the first time. If Y/n recalls the first time he stood up on their anniversary was back when they started dating. Their first anniversary. At first Y/n genuinely thought it was just the job he had. At the office maybe something went wrong and he had to be there. Those excuses she ate them like her life depended on it. She refused to listen to her friends claiming he was cheating on her. For years she tried to defend her boyfriend even if her hope waver each time he wasn't home.

Y/n lean back on the red velvet booth, her fingers grasping the glass. She let out a weak laugh.

"My fault for expecting so much from him." Y/n sighed, gulping the last bit of the liquid. It burned down her throat and tasted bitter but nothing was bitter than her relationship. Y/n smacked down the glass her eyes hazy from the amount of alcohol she consumed. She felt the buzzing in her ears and the way her throat was crying for water. But she pushed it down, grabbing the bottle and pouring herself another glass. Then her table vibrated meaning one thing. Y/n snorted, glancing at her phone. Her boyfriend's picture, the only picture of him lighting up the screen. His gummy smile proudly showed on his features, his eyes nearly disappearing from how hard he was smiling. A picture that makes her swoon each time she saw it. Though at the moment it only made her angry.

She grabbed the glass and chugged it down slamming it back down on the table. She laughed bitterly when another text popped up. She poured herself another glass as she twirl the cup.

"Oh so he finally realized I'm not home? Or did he just come home? At what?-"

Y/n glanced at her phone.

"-3 am? Wow new record." Y/n swallowed down the hard liquor with a wince. Then her eyes flickered to the dance floor, watching couples smush together as the music blared through the speakers. If Y/n was being honest, she didn't even want to be here. But the restaurant she was at a couple hours earlier kicked her out and Y/n thought a good drink would help her. Now nearly four hours later, she remained glued in her spot bitterly watching couples crowd around her.

"Have you seen my girlfriend? She's this tall! And she loves bats for whatever reason!!"

Y/n raised her eyebrow, laying her chin on her palm. With her another hand she twirled her cup. Her bracelets and her bat shaped necklace jiggled as she swayed.

"-she looks like this!"

"Oh yes she's over there in the red booth."

Y/n sighed, closing her eyes as she placed her cup down. The clink on her cup caught the attention of the male who just walked in. Y/n glanced at her phone that only showed two missed calls and over 50 messages.

'Little dipsh*t tracked me.'

"Y/n!"

Y/n remained unfazed, her eyes staring forward and blank, refusing to glance over at the worried male. His hair dark as night with streaks of white on his messy wavy hair. Black shirt messily tucked in his blue ripped jeans with a black belt wrapped around his hips, a silver bat shaped buckle that matched her necklace. Boots. He still had his combat boots on. Y/n scoffed at the sight.

'Didn't even bother hiding the evidence. Wonder what excuse it is this time.'

"Why weren't you home!? It's late what are you doing here?"

'Nope he forgot. Not surprised.'

"Well I was at a restaurant earlier but then crazy thing happened my boyfriend didn't show up at his own anniversary with his girlfriend. Stayed there until closing time and was forced out. Tired but still wanted a drink, I headed here at a club. Now I'm just whisking away with this whiskey bottle. It's-"

Y/n scanned the bottle as she squinted her eyes.

"-Jack Daniels! Wow who knew? It's your favorite drink Yoongi." Y/n laughed now the amount of drinks catching up on her. The men not too far from her were glancing at her way. With their predator stare told everything to Yoongi they been watching her all night. Yoongi glared at the men, before facing his intoxicated girlfriend.

"Ah look baby I totally forgot-"

"-I know! Just like you forgot our dinner date a couple of weeks ago. Or my cousins party or even your friends party. Yeah I know. And I really don't want to hear some lame a** excuse." Y/n gave a drunken smile but her drunk eyes flickering a different emotion.

Anger.

Yoongi swallowed but shook his head. He gently tugged her arm to get out of the booth. Y/n stumbled giggling and cursing.

"Oh your definitely drunk. You start swearing at everything when you are." Yoongi said. Y/n weakly pushed him away, her body swaying.

"N-No! Look you have no right! I know what you are! I know what you do! And I'm tired I really am Yoongi." Y/n leaned back on the booth, her legs feeling weak and wobbly. Her hands gripping onto the table to keep her body steady. Yoongi stared at her, his muscles tensed at her statement.

Did she know?

"Baby what are you talking about? Come on let's go home. It's late already-"

"And what?! You'll just leave me again! And again! Tomorrow night you'll forget this sh*tty talk and leave once again! Then I'll be all alone in that crappy  cold bed!"

Y/n felt anger, it was the only thing she felt at the moment. She was hurt over and over again and she was tired. So bitterly tired from his lies. For years she kept to herself, locked in the back of her mind. She loves him dearly, but at this point it was physically and mentally draining. This wasn't good for her health.

Yoongi took her hands not even noticing how the music was a bit lower and slower. He softened his expression and looked into her tired eyes.

"I promise baby, I'll stay with you the whole day. It's just work-"

"It's not work." Y/n gritted through her teeth, yanking her hands away from his grasp. Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows trying to remain cool.

"Baby-"

"You know what? Screw this let's just go home my heels are killing me." Y/n scoffed, walking away with her wobbly legs. Yoongi thinned his lips before walking behind her. His arm around her waist to keep her from falling. He left cash on the table to pay for her drinks. Y/n walked towards the car once outside, stumbling a couple of times.

"Be careful love."

Yoongi was genuinely concerned, his arm tightened around her. She rarely ever drinks, even less so when she was down. She seem fine these past days. What went wrong? She seemed her cheerful self literally earlier that day. Just what happened?

Yoongi helped her in the car, his lips quickly pecked her head while Y/n leaned back on the seat with a blank expression. She ignored his stare and just continue to stare forward. Yoongi sighed, shutting the door before going on the other side of the car. He sat in, starting the car and driving away. Silence was the only thing suffocating the air.

"Baby can you please tell me what's wrong?" One hand was on the sterling wheel, the other on her thigh. Y/n leaned her forehead on the window, ignoring his hand. She flutter her eyes close, remembering the day she found out about his little secret.

She remembers coming home one day from her work, tired as ever. She worked late that day. Earlier that day Yoongi texted her he would be working late so Y/n wasn't expected him to be home. By then they already dated for a year and half. Y/n walked through her apartment with tiredness in her system. She lazily placed her bag and coat on the couch, slipping off her shoes and walking towards her bed. She remembers she was so tired she didn't even bother changing. She remembered flopping on the cold bed. She knew it was one of those nights again. No boyfriend once again.

Then then she heard the only window in their small shared apartment room; open. It was quiet but with nothing else making noise, she heard it loud and clear. She remembers her back was facing the window as she was about to drift off into dreamland, but the tiredness slipping out of her the moment she heard the window open. She heard the soft steps walk through the room. The moon was shining down with the wind softly blowing through the window. Y/n tensed, her body in alert. The body walked towards the closet. She couldn't see who it was but the blur image of a man was presented in front of her. The silhouette didn't ring a bell either, but from what she saw, this man was built. Board even. The only thing that stood out was the helmet.

It was red.

The cherry red color appeared to shine from the dimly lit room, being the only thing at the moment that showed color. It was such a bright and bold color, Y/n remembered it so vividly. She faintly saw the outline of the figure. The outfit was black skin tight jumpsuit with pieces of metal armor covering the important parts and other muscles such as the chest and thighs. A brown leather jacket around his shoulders and a golden belt that she assumed held weapons. Even a gun strap wrapped around his thighs with black combat boots that reached below his knees. She couldn't see the front but she saw a glimpse of his hands that were covered as well.

Her eyes watched his hands raise up to take off the red helmet. Her breathe caught in her throat the moment the moonlight touched the figured. His black hair shining even more so with his messy white highlights.

It was then Y/n found out about his secret.

He was Red Hood.

A notorious vigilante who killed for good. Also on the wanted list. Every cop and criminal wanted him dead. His head had a huge price which lead to him running into dangerous situations. Y/n had only heard him on the news, but it sent a shiver up her spine. This was the reason why he was never home. At first Y/n was frightened, this man was known for being ruthless with his victims. For weeks Y/n questioned rather he truly loved her not. Questioned if she should leave or not. But it never happened, because each time he smiled at her, treated her so gently and warm, she was glued to him. She refused to leave his side.

But that quickly waver. She always tried to be more understanding but it was getting harder by the month. She missed him greatly. He would leave at night when the moon was high or right after his shift at work. Whatever that was.

Y/n was actually never quite sure what Yoongi did. All he mention briefly was it was an office job at some company. Oh how naive she was.

Y/n just missed his presence, his love, his warmth. This honestly was the first time he showed any affection for the past weeks. Y/n was tired of it, she loves him greatly but her heart was aching each time he left her. Why couldn't he just tell her? Does he not trust her? Whatever the latter is, Y/n was just tired, mentally drained from the lack of affection. Now she sits here, all dolled up and he hasn't even called her beautiful. Then has some audacity to ask what's wrong.

"Baby? Please tell me what's wrong." Yoongi once again squeezed her thigh to snap her back into reality. Y/n now flickered her tired eyes at him. Quickly she glanced at the rear mirror. A black ruffle bag was in the back. She narrowed her eyes slightly before flickering her gaze to the worried male.

'Little dipsh*t didn't even bother hiding that bag. At this point I just want him to shoot me.'

Y/n laughed bitterly to herself, the alcohol still strongly in her system. Yoongi glanced at his lover, blinking.

"Love? What's funny?"

"Nothing! Absolutely nothing you dipsh*t! It's not like you missed our anniversary yet again!" Y/n suddenly burst out in anger. Yoongi had to stop the car on the side just to face her. He was completely caught off guard from her yelling. Usually she was calm and fairly quiet whenever she was mad, but guess the alcohol in her system made her bolder.

"Baby please calm down. It was work-"

"My god! Stop saying that! I know it's not! It's not work! It's you playing cop and shooting everyone! Stop using that sh*tty pet name! What? Want me to call you Red Hood?!"  Y/n was breathing heavily, but her breath shuddering the moment her eyes met his wide ones. He was stunned. Y/n immediately looked away, her hand gripping her shirt. She felt her emotions running around all over the place. Tears started to blur her vision.

"I got all dolled up for our anniversary, thinking maybe this time he'll come, but how naive I am. I wanna believe you love me, that I'm not some cover up just so you don't get caught. But you let me down each time, and I'm tired. R-really tired." Her voice was soft and shaky, even strained. It physically pained her to say those words. She shuddered, letting her tears fall. She now turned head to face him with her tears falling out endlessly.

"L-Let's just break up."

Yoongi felt his whole world crumble at those four words. He was already in shock from her confession. Just how long did she know? He truly loved her. And yes, he'll admit he hasn't been adamant on showing her, but he really loved her. This was the only thing in his life he was sure of. The only thing he knew he wanted. Yoongi grabbed her hand, trying to soften his face and calm his beating heart.

"B-baby please it's not that." He spoke shakily. He had to clear his throat from how shaky it came out. He can't lose her, she was the reason he didn't go over the edge. He placed her hand near his cheek, wanting her warmth. He swallowed the lump in his throat.

"I do love you a lot. Look I wanted to tell you I just didn't know how. How am I supposed to explain this alter ego to someone? I started this way before I met you. I just didn't know how baby. But know this, your not a cover up and I really love you." Yoongi said, his voice sounding desperate. Y/n scoffed at his words, pulling her hand away. She wasn't convinced, she been feeling like this for years there was no way she would be easily swayed by a couple of empty promises and words. She hugged herself with a sniffle. His heart ached at her sight.

"Now it makes sense why in high school you said you have no career in mind. That's because your a killer and uses a girl to hide behind. I don't care what they say, your just like them, using my feelings for you for your own benefit. What an a**hole." Y/n spoke bitterly.

Yoongi looked down. Well it was like that, at first. Yes he at first just needed a cover up for his identity. It was near the end of high school when he became sloppy and the police were on to him. So he tried to find some sort of disguise. He just happened to stumble across Y/n, who at the time was a cheerful yet shy girl who unfortunately had a huge crush on him at the time. He used that to his advantage and became her boyfriend in the beginning of their last year in high school, but towards their graduation he started falling for her. He fell hard. Now he couldn't imagine her away from him, being with someone else made him angry. Possessive even. She was his and no one else's.

"I admit I'm an a**hole and I've made some poor decisions, but really love, I really love you. That's not fake it's true." Yoongi said. Y/n looked at him with a glare startling him. She still wasn't swayed, nor even a little. Her anger at this point was clouding her judgment and fueling her words.

"No you don't. Look I'm only hurting myself at this point just take me home so I can pack my stuff and leave. You can continue your cop cosplay while I go live with Hoseok." Y/n snapped.

Bad move.

A name that can easily cause Yoongi to switch his demeanor.

A name he hated and wanted him dead.

Something in Yoongi snapped the moment he heard that name. He clenched his jaw, soft Yoongi was gone and replaced with something much darker. His gaze darken with a clear frown. He roughly grabbed her arm forcing her eyes to meet his dark ones.

"You are not going with him. Your mine you hear me?" Yoongi growled out. Y/n scoffed, more anger fueling her intoxicated body, not even realizing the monster she accidentally released.

"I'm not yours. I don't belong to anyone. You lost that right the moment you left me in that house. Hoseok would treat me better, should've listened to him." Y/n snared. Yoongi's eyebrow twitched, his grip on her arm tighten.

"Really? Hoseok? Now your just purposefully pissing me off. He can frick off. I'll shoot a bullet between his eyes if you go near him, another one in skull if he touches you." Yoongi's voice dropped into a darker tone. Y/n flinched at this threat but refused to back down.

"And I'll shoot you if you do. Don't think I don't know where your guns are at Red Hood. For someone who has to sneak around, you do a poor job of doing it." Y/n sneered, yanking her arm away from his grip.

"Do it then princess. There's a gun right in that bag. Do it if you think I'm dangerous. Solve the problem right? Shoot me and you won't ever feel like sh*t again. Then you wouldn't have to worry about me shooting Hoseok's brains out if you ever run to him." Yoongi challenged, leaning back to stare down at her. Y/n tensed, her eyes looking at his dark ones. Now this was the ruthless Red Hood everyone spoke about. His eyes were cold, a shiver passed through her spine. No emotion. It frightened her. A side she's never seen him in.

Before Y/n could even say anything a gunshot was heard and glass breaking. Y/n screamed covering her head while Yoongi snapped out his daze.

"Sh*t. Duck Y/n!" Yoongi yelled, reaching in the back to grab his gun. He rolled the window down, sat on the window slit. He aimed his gun, shooting the sniper not too far from him. The sniper however, was able to escape despite the falling bullets aimed at him. Yoongi growled out in frustration before slipping back in the car.

Y/n looked at him with wide scared eyes, her hands over her ears. Yoongi froze for a moment. The bullet gaze at her cheek leaving a nasty scar that dripped blood. Yoongi placed the gun down, his hands going gingerly on her cheeks. His hands so gentle he was scared he was going to break her.

"Y/n, baby are you okay?!" Yoongi asked his eyes furrowed in worry. Y/n mindlessly nodded, new tears clouded her vision. This time not out of anger, but fear. Yoongi pecked her lips as a way to reassure her, before reaching back to grab some bandages in the backseats. He opened one, gently placing it on her wound. Y/n leaned towards his hand, her body trembling at the experience. Yoongi pecked her lips again.

"It's gonna be okay baby, I just need to get that guy. I'll drop you off home, okay?" Yoongi was speaking softly, complete contrast to earlier where they were yelling at each other, ready to rip each other's throats out. Y/n shook her head, gripping his shirt.

"P-please stay."

"I can't baby. He saw how I looked and he saw you, your a target now. I can't let that happen to you." He said, kissing her forehead. Yoongi grabbed an earpiece, placing it in his left ear before speaking.

"Namjoon! Nightwing come in!"

"Dude what? Aren't you supposed to be home?"

"Look a sniper saw me and Y/n, he tried shooting us. Investigate, find that son of b*tch who tried shooting my baby. We're near Grand Avenue and Bludhaven. He was wearing black but the riffle he used was an old one. It appeared he had two different hair colors. One blue and the other red. Got that?" Yoongi asked. Y/n felt her face heat up at his statement, looking away in embarrassment.

"Yup loud and clear! I have a bad feeling it's Dead shot. Or worse."

"No, Deadshot doesn't use riffles. Besides this guy missed. Sloppy even. Deadshot never misses." Yoongi said, taking the chance to change into his suit while Y/n looked away. But he left his helmet off.

"You don't think-?"

"Oh yeah I know for sure it was him. No one can miss those hair colors. Guess the Clown Prince of Crime just returned. Find their hiding spot, I'm dropping off Y/n at home. Send Batwing to guard her."

"Copy that. He's seen near Ace Chemicals about three blocks from where your at. If you leave now, you can catch up to him. Contact me if any changes."

"Alright." Yoongi then hanged up, his eyes meeting Y/n's head who still faces the window.

"Y/n?"

"I didn't know Namjoon was Nightwing." Y/n said quietly.

"Yeah he's my partner in a sense. Though we differ in morals but we fight for the same reason. Him and Seokjin Hyung." Yoongi said mindlessly, his mind more focus on what to do next. His hands on the wheel. Y/n turned to face him, chewing her lip.

"I'm sorry about earlier-"

"Look we'll discuss that later. Just don't go to Hoseok, promise?" Yoongi soften his features, his eyes begging her to listen. Y/n nodded, looking down. Yoongi started the car, driving away. Y/n blinked when she realized he was driving the opposite of what Namjoon told him.

"Shouldn't you be following the guy?"

"And what? Put you in danger? Look I might've been mad but I still love you, I'm not gonna let that bastard touch you. Besides, Batwing will guard you until I finish the mission." Yoongi said.

"But Namjoon said it would be easier if you catch up to him now. Look I'll just stay in the car while you go inside. I'm not gonna go anywhere."

"No-"

"Just go Yoongi!" Y/n breathed heavily, before slumping in the seat. Yoongi gripped the sterling wheel, his eyes stared forward.

"No."

"Yoongi-"

"Look you were mad at me for doing this no?"

Y/n rolled her eyes, another batch of tears seem to make way to her eyes. She was frustrated with him. She just couldn't understand this man. Which was ironic since they knew each other for about four years, yet at the moment Y/n couldn't understand him.

"That's not why I was mad Yoongi."

"Then why? Y/n I need you to speak. Tell me. I'm your boyfriend-"

"You haven't been my boyfriend for four years! My god Yoongi don't pull that card. Just-" Y/n couldn't speak as another sob erupted from her throat. Yoongi thinned his lips, unsure what to say anymore. They were fighting again. This time Yoongi kept both hands on the wheel, facing forward. Y/n took a deep breath, her breathing shaky as she leaned back on the seat.

"I'm mad because I just want you. But you are always leaving me, even on our important dates. I'm getting hurt constantly and I'm really tired. It's getting to the point that sometimes when I look at you, I get angry because you pretend everything is fine when it's not. You haven't even touched me in weeks. Now suddenly your all affectionate as if nothing happened. I'm just tired Yoongi. Your words don't match your actions. So how do I know you love me?" Y/n spoke, hugging herself with another shaky breath.

"I will quit this lifestyle if you want me too Y/n." Yoongi spoke, glancing at her before focusing on the road again. Y/n tiredly looked at him shaking her head.

"You won't quit. You aren't meant to settle down. If anything, I'm the one who needs to leave you. I'm just baggage at this point."

Yoongi gripped the wheel, ready to defend himself but nothing came out. She's right, he won't quit. He's addicted to this lifestyle and he couldn't stop even he wanted to. But he also loved her greatly, too possessive to let her go. He knew for sure she'll run to him, and that alone made him angry.

Yoongi sighed, taking one hand off the wheel and intertwined their hands. He placed her hand near his lips and quickly pecked her knuckle. Y/n looked away already know what he was doing. He knew the smallest affection makes her swoon and turn her into a puddle. That affection would make everything disappear and she hated how easily he can do that.

"Yoongi-" She whined with a shaky breath. She tried to pull his hand away from hers but his grip tighten. Yoongi finally made it home, parking only leaving her hand a second before facing her puffy face, his hand gripping hers again. His heart ached knowing he caused all that.

"Do you know the difference between me and heroes like Namjoon?" Yoongi asked, his voice emotionless. Y/n looked at him, shaking her head. The question caught her off guard but did perk up her interest.

"Heroes can have lovers just like anyone else, including me. But heroes would be willing to sacrifice their loved ones to save millions. They are willing to give up their life for a bunch of no bodies. Willing to save the world in that sense. Weakness, they have weakness." Yoongi started. His eyes becoming dark as he spoke his next words.

"But people like me? We don't give a damn about the world. We don't have weakness, and the only weakness no one can used against us. Why? Because a person can make me choose the world or you, but I wouldn't hesitate to choose you. I would rather let the world burn before I give you up. I will shoot anyone and anything if you just give me the word. If anyone lays a hand on you, their brains would be splattered out."

Y/n swallowed, her eyes wavering at his words.

"But I won't let you do that." Y/n spoke shakily, not used to his aggressive tone. Yoongi sighed, placing her hand on his cheek, his features softening.

"I know. That's why your my everything, anything happens to you, can pull me over the edge. I already kill, but the moment your gone from my fingers? God I will burn the world. You make sure I don't go over the edge." He spoke softly, pressing his lips against her palm. Her stomach swarmed with butterflies causing her to whine again. His soft look, his gentleness is the reason she never left him.

"Yoongi please-"

"You can't go, okay? Your staying with me. Besides, do you really want to leave me love?" Yoongi flickered his soft gaze into her eyes, nuzzling his cheek against her palm. But his voice had a hint of possessiveness, even a flicker of darkness hid behind those soft eyes. Y/n melted in front of him, biting her lip as she shook her head.

"No not really." She mumbled. Yoongi gave a half smile, kissing her palm again before cupping her cheeks.

"See I knew it. Your not going to leave me. Have I done anything wrong?"

Y/n shook her head, feeling completely weak against his tactics.

"Then don't leave me my love. Right now I just want you safe. Your going to head inside and wait until I come back, okay love?"

Y/n nodded, her cheeks becoming warm at his pet name. Yoongi cooed at her cuteness, quickly stealing a kiss before pulling back. Y/n was all gushy and giggly, looking at him with heart eyes. Yoongi came out of the car, opening the door for her. A common occurrence, yet at the moment Y/n was at a dazed and felt like his small gestures cause butterflies just like the moment they met. Yoongi helped her out, taking her hand to help her out. Y/n stumbled slightly with her heels, crashing onto his chest. He catches her, wrapping his arms around her. It was werid feeling the fabric he fought in, but Y/n remained still. He once again stole a kiss from her lips before pulling back and speaking.

"Careful love. Now head inside, Seokjin should be there now."

Y/n nodded, all the feelings she built up completely disbursed. Once again lovestruck at her boyfriend. It was true however, Yoongi didn't do anything wrong nor has hurt her in anyway that deemed abusive. Yet, Y/n still felt the need to leave him. In the back of her head she knew he would never settle down and most likely continue his acts until he gets himself caught. She'll never have that life where she marries him and have kids, she would forever be second.

Y/n suddenly came back to reality the moment she was in her apartment all alone again. The gushy and butterflies she felt disappeared as she stood alone in her apartment. She felt angry at herself, gritting through her teeth. She threw her phone with a scream.

"I did it again! You stupid! Stupid! My god! Him and his stupid tactics!" She cried out, tears angrily left her eyes. Her legs gave up and crumbled underneath her. She covered her eyes as she sobbed. Hating herself for falling in again. Her cries were the only thing that echoed in the empty home, a home they bought together, yet he was never home. Her heart cried and cried, her makeup long ruined. The black mascara run down her cheeks and to her chin. The pain that pressured her chest caused her to scream out. She screamed and cried, the pain crashing her like the waves on the shore.

"Poor little princess, all alone, and her thief left her." A deep voice caused her to stop. She looked up, her eyes still filled with hot tears. He kneeled down, his fingers lifting up her chin to face him. Y/n felt her breath get caught in her throat. A man with blonde hair grinned down at her. His wavy tips had blue and red on two different sides. He had smear red lipstick on his corners of his lips with blue eyeshadow on his left eye and red on his right. He was carrying a bat, it leaned against his shoulder, his free hand holding onto it. Multiple chains and jewelry surround the male, along with tattoos.

"W-who-?"

"Shh don't speak princess. Don't worry Mista' J will make the pain all better." He cooed, his thumb caressing her cheek.

"Mista J?"

"Yes. Now don't cry anymore princess. He'll make everything better. Just come follow me." He hummed.

"N-no I have to stay."

"Well I was hoping you would come willing but I guess I gotta use force. Ugh love is such for losers." He bounced back up, now holding his bat with both hands. Her eyes still teary, looking at him with wide puzzled eyes.

"Beautiful. Too bad little thief don't appreciate you like that. Don't worry princess, when you wake up it would all be over."

"Huh-!"

The last thing she saw was a bag swinging at her direction before she blacked out completely.

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"Red Hood!"

"Damn it Jin! What!?" Yoongi hissed, his ear piece ringing loud in his ear.

"Did you drop off your girlfriend?!"

This caused Yoongi to freeze, stopping himself from jumping onto his motorcycle.

"Yes. Why? Jin?!"

It was quiet for a few minutes, causing Yoongi to start growing uneasy.

Did she leave him?

She did she really went to Hoseok?

"Jin!! Answer now!" Yoongi growled out, trying to ignore his thumping heart.

"She's not home! There's been a force entry on the window! She's not anywhere!" Seokjin was speaking frantically, Yoongi was able to hear the shuffling he made.

"What do you mean?!"

"I just said it Yoongi! Y/n is not here. She's gone. And from the looks of it, someone-"

"Someone what?! What happened Jin?!" Yoongi was growing even more unsteady, his patience running thin.

"Someone forced her out. There's blood, lots of it. According to my analysis, it's hers. Yoongi someone took her."

Yoongi felt his breath hitched, his eyes growing wide. Anger boiled through his blood. He felt hot, something snapped once again. Something much darker than earlier. He gritted through his teeth, placing his red helmet on. He started his motorcycle, his eyes glaring forward.

"Yoongi? Yoongi!! Yoongi you can not-!"

"Imma kill him. Now shut up and meet me there." Yoongi said before turning off his ear piece, ignoring Seokjin's yelling. His gaze darken, his hands gripping on the handles.

"I'm going to kill him. If he wants to play like that fine. I'll play with him."

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Y/n groaned, her head throbbing in pain and blood dripping from her forehead.

Wait.

Blood?

Y/n fluttered her eyes opened, her vision blurry. The moment her eyes cleared up, her blood ran cold. She was hanging, her hands behind her back and chains were wrapped her waist and hands. Blood was still dripping from her head, dripping into whatever was under her. Looking straight down, Y/n was met with boiling acid under her. A large counter holding tons of boiling acid, the stench burning her nostrils. She tried to scream but the taste of duct tape touched her lips.

"Aw! Princess is up Mista' J~" A familiar voice cooed. Y/n looked up, her eyes widening. The man from earlier stood a few feet away from her. He had his bat on his shoulder his arms leaning against it.

"Too bad she can't speak."

Y/n glared at him, squirming causing the chains around her to rattle. The man set his bat down, leaning against it with a sinister smile.

"Let me finally introduce myself. The names V. V as in victory, because when your working with Mista' J your always winning. I'm sorry I couldn't introduce myself earlier princess. But don't worry I'm the clown in shining iron who came to save the poor princess from the thief." Taehyung giggled, doing curtsy. He was wearing a black jumpsuit that had a heart pattern on the sleeves. He had a red belt around his waist with a heart shaped buckle and thick combat boots with red shoelaces. His shoes had scribbles of diamonds and clubs with red marker. He had a red choker around his neck along with silver earrings on his ear. Y/n only continued to glare him. This caused a shiver of pleasure to run up his spine, his smile widening.

"My god you look so hot with your blood falling off your face." He cooed. Y/n tensed, squirming under his hooded gaze.

"Stop teasing V! Is that the way we greet our guest! Especially a princess?" A new voice spoke. Y/n flinched, now moving her gaze to face the new voice. This man had bright purple hair, round plump lips that had smeared lipstick on the right corner. He wore a purple velvet suit, head to toe with the dark shade of purple. A flower in handkerchief pocket that was white. Wearing black dress shoes, and his hair pulled back to expose his forehead. Y/n didn't want to admit it out loud but these men were strangely attractive.

"Hello Princess. Sorry about the mess and the tying. Ah! And that nasty bruise you have there! My friend here didn't mean it. It was an honest mistake really princess. He just loves clowning around woman." The man spoke, his voice in a bubbly tone. He gave a wary smile that caused Y/n's stomach to turn.

"Now you must be wondering 'where the hell did this handsome man take me to?'. Don't worry princess I'll explain everything and why I brought you here." The man skipped towards a white board that wasn't too far, pulling out a green marker.

"So! See from what my coworker has said, you! Are the lover of the red thief! The princess dating the thief. See for years this man has caused so many problems in my plans. And the man he works for has caused even more. What's worse is I tried to reason with them but ugh! Men! Am I right? Don't answer my calls or threats. That's when it hit me! Literally!" The man opened the green marker and drew what he was saying.

"I know everyone has a weakness, it's the matter of what. Rather it's family or money whatever the case is! I just knew Red Hood had to have some kind of weakness. All of them actually. The three birdies. See there's a blue bird, a Robin, and a bat! He counts as a flying rat but he still counts as a birdie since they were all birdies. But they didn't have any weakness besides the undying love they have for each other including the rogue one." Now this time the man drew two birds and bat as he continues to speak.

"The thief as you may know, actually kills and gives zero fricks about human life unlike his lovely brothers. And that's how you get them! Kill one of their brothers! But they are not easily swayed no, they need a push. They have trained themselves to this point and are willing to give up their brothers if needed too. They just needed a push, a thing that would send them over the edge. And what did I find? You! Princess! His treasure he hides in the tower locked and safe. It's so romantic! He makes sure his trances are clean and no one follows him home. Expect this time."

Y/n stopped her squirming, making a noise that sounded somewhat of a gasp. The man grinned wickedly, a crazy look bubbling in his dark eyes. He drew on the board with messy scribbles and letters.

"Yes you princess! You beautiful caused all this! He out of panic went to look for his precious princess who left the tower. And everyone knows when you scared you don't think straight. That's when we followed him! He thought we took you! Only to find out you left on your own. Poor thief couldn't protect his treasure. But don't worry beautiful, I'll protect you and make sure no one hurts your pretty doll head."

"Well starting right now. I really didn't mean to give her such a bad bruise Mista' J." Taehyung frowned.

"No need to worry V! Oh where's my manners? My name isn't Mista' J, it's Jimin. Park Jimin. Mista' J is just something people call." Jimin grinned, giving her a bow.

"I'm pretty sure your red boyfriend already spoken about me. I'm the Clown Prince of Crime. And you princess, are going to my princess of crime."

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Yoongi stood in the rooftop, cocking his gun. The wind blowing his brown jacket with the moon shining down causing his red helmet to glow. He placed ammunition in the gun, ignoring the light footsteps that came behind him.

"About time you showed up, Hoseok." Yoongi now turned around the face the said male. He had wavy black hair that touched his cheeks with a black mask hiding his identity. He was wearing a black cloak with yellow coloring inside with a black jumpsuit that had armor on certain areas. A yellow belt on his waist and a 'R' on the right side of his chest. His boots a dark grey that reached up to his knees. He had a baton, leaning against the grey metal.

"You sound so happy to see me." Hoseok snorted. Yoongi scoffed, placing his gun back in his thigh strap.

"I am. Too bad you can't see my happy face cause of the helmet."

Hosoek rolled his eyes at his tone, annoying but he was used to it.

"And I can't believe you got Y/n kidnapped." Hoseok spoke bitterly. Yoongi glared at him through his mask, clenching his fist, his fingers twitching to grab his gun. But the voice of Y/n was floating on the back of his head, stopping him from shooting him.

Hosoek was a childhood friend of Y/n's, he knew her long before Yoongi did. Even though Yoongi and Hosoek grew up together, Yoongi didn't meet Y/n until high school. But after what happened to Yoongi as a teen, he became cold and ruthless, yet sloppy. He needed a cover which is the whole reason he even started dating Y/n. Hosoek greatly disapproved of this. He knew exactly what Yoongi was trying to do.

That's when the hating began.

See Hosoek always loved his adoptive brother, all of them. There was four in total, each were adopted at different times. Yet they treated each other like brothers and bathed in their fathers care. Until Yoongi was presumed dead. He was beaten to death doing one of his outings. At least that's what the police said. It wasn't until Yoongi was 17 that his brothers found out he was alive and well. But he changed and was more colder than ever. He ran things his own way, did everything his way. Killed without mercy and didn't have a limit. He became dangerous.

Hoseok and his brothers strongly disagreed to this and tried to help him but nothing helped. He only grew worse each time he encountered his brothers. So they gave up and by the time Yoongi was 18, they let him do what he pleased. That was until he met Y/n. He was awestruck and fell hard for her while to trying to cover his tracks. It wasn't supposed to happen but it did anyway. This didn't sit right with Hoseok.

For one thing, Hoseok loved Y/n. More than a friend. For years he was in love with but never said a word after what his father told him. His father said people like them would never be able to settle down and only cause danger to others. So Hoseok listened despite his feelings growing. However, he kept them to himself not wanting a single thing to happen to his precious love. But he grew jealous with each day that went by when Y/n talked about Yoongi. He thought it was just silly crush she'll get over with. But she never did, it only grew with each passing month. He was too late to confess when Y/n started dating Yoongi. Jealousy only grew and the tension only seem to grow between them. And it only worsen when Yoongi ended falling for her. The tension grew heavily and Y/n was never able to know why.

About a day before their graduation, Hoseok had tried to warn Y/n about what Yoongi was up to. Even tried swaying her to stick with him and not Yoongi. This caused confusion and heartbreak towards Y/n. She knew Hoseok never liked Yoongi but never knew why. That situation only confused her more. It was her mistake when she told Yoongi, unable to keep secrets from him.

How ironic.

When Y/n told Yoongi, this only worsen the hatred between them. He grew angry at Hoseok for even daring to take his precious treasure away. But also the fact his insecurities ate at the back of his head. In reality, Yoongi was quite jealous of Hoseok. He wasn't messed up in the head like him, much more stable and would care for Y/n a lot better than him. But, Yoongi refused it. He wanted to be with Y/n too selfish to let her go. He hated himself for it, she deserved better but he loved her greatly and too stubborn to let her go. So he lashed out on Hoseok, his hatred growing for his brother knowing full well Hoseok can take care of her a lot better than he can. A reason why Yoongi wants to shoot Hoseok, what's even more worse was Y/n never knew about Hoseok's secret. She didn't even know they were adoptive brothers.

"You make it sound like it's my fault." Yoongi growled at him. Hoseok crossed his arms over his eyes with a glare.

"Well is it not? She's your responsibility. Your all pride about it yet, you can't even protect her. You grew sloppy now look what happened. Not only is she kidnapped but Jimin took her. The worse crime master in Seoul! He's been after us for years and now you screw up taking the only weakness you have."

"Hoseok enough."

Both turned their heads to face the youngest yet the leader of the brothers. He had ebony hair that touched the back of his neck and was pushed back to expose his forehead with small strands of hair tickling his forehead. He wore a skin tight black jumpsuit that had padding and armor on certain places of his body. His boots up to his knees with a blue tint. He had on a bomber jacket over his jumpsuit that was navy blue. A silver belt around his waist and a bird like symbol that was blue on his broad chest. His eyes hid behind a back mask that only covered up to his nose bridge. Two batons were on his hip.

"Butt out Namjoon, this isn't any of your business." Hoseok snared back at him. Yoongi knew better to go against Namjoon's word even though he was the youngest of his brothers, he was the first their father raised and the strictest out of all of them. He was smart and cunning, and the only one out of his brothers to support his relationship with Y/n. Hence, him being Yoongi's partner in patrol.

"And there's no reason to fight over this. It's not Yoongi's fault."

"He got sloppy!"

"Actually if you want to know so bad Hoseok, I just came home and my girlfriend wasn't home! Of course I got sloppy! I was freaking out my girlfriend wasn't home! And what's worse is I forget our anniversary again!" Yoongi shouted, angrily stomping his foot.

"Some boyfriend you are. At this point she should've just dated me. Your no better and can't even pay attention to her." Hoseok moved close to yell at his face resulting in Namjoon pushing him back. Yoongi growled, not bothering to listen that tiny voice in his head and aimed his gun right at his forehead.

"Shut up!"

"Yoongi! Hoseok! Enough!" Namjoon shoved both of them back and snatched Yoongi's gun.

"Both of you need to quit it! This isn't the time to fight! Jimin has Y/n, he could be doing anything to her at this point. He's unpredictable and you guys are here fighting!" Namjoon shouted. Yoongi looked away, not liking the sound of that.

"And Hoseok you need to start accepting the fact Y/n didn't choose you. She choose Yoongi. It's been four years and your still not over that fact. Get over it."Namjoon said coldly, his blue eyes piercing through Hoseok. Hoseok gritted through his teeth, clenching his fist.

"But-"

"No buts. She choose Yoongi. Be happy for your brother."

"Happy?! He took my happiness away!" Hoseok bursted out, his face pink with anger.

"Took?! F*ck you Hoseok! I didn't didn't take anybody! She wasn't yours to begin with!" Yoongi shouted before taking off his helmet to yell at him more properly.

"You only wanted her as a cover up!! You did take her away!! You used the fact she liked you to your advantage!"

"Okay I admit that's true but I don't want that anymore! I love her! Goddamn it Hoseok why won't you accept that?!"

"Because father said none of us are meant to be happy!! None of us are meant to settle down and find love! So it's not fair you can have that privilege while the rest of us are suffering from it!"

Yoongi clenched the red helmet in his hands but gave a cocky smile towards Hoseok.

"Too bad I never gave a flying rats a** about the old man's rules. Imma marry Y/n rather you or this whole goddamn world is against it. I even have the ring ready, try me Hoseok."

Hosoek froze at his words, his eyes widening even causing Namjoon to stiffen.

"You have what?"

Yoongi tensed, his cheeks slowly turning the same shade as his helmet. He gripped his helmet, averting his stare.

"I-I-" The words got caught in his throat causing his cheeks to get redder. He swallowed, shutting his eyes in embarrassment.

"Wait your actually serious Yoongi?" Namjoon suddenly asked with genuine surprise. Hoseok whipped his head to face Namjoon with wider eyes.

"You knew?!"

"Of course. Yoongi was the one that came to me to ask if he should or not. I've known for months."

"Months!?! He's been thinking about this for months?!"

"W-well yeah! Actually within the first year, I wanted to marry Y/n." Yoongi mumbled, his cold demeanor vanishing and replaced with a shy male.

"A year?!"

"But I felt like we were too young so I waited. Now I can't wait anymore so you c-can't have her!" Yoongi was stuttering but gave a firm look.

"Sh*t your actually serious Red." Namjoon blinked in disbelief.

"Haven't heard you call him that in while." Hoseok mumbled to no one in particular.

"I am! Guys stop talking about this!" Yoongi whined, feeling even more embarrassed from the attention.

"But you do know you would have to quit this lifestyle right Red?"

Yoongi sighed giving a nod and a weak smile.

"Yeah I know Nightwing. But she already knows this persona and actually it makes it much more easier to give it all up. For her, it's worth it."

"Wait she knows?! What?! And she's okay with it!?"

Yoongi nodded, giving Hoseok a funny look.

"Yeah? Why wouldn't she? She loves me. It's not just one sided Hoseok. The only issue she has with it is my lack of presence. Which I don't blame her, but I'm overdoing it so I can finally settle down with her. I just need her to wait a bit longer."

"She wasn't going to hate him Hoseok like you hoped. I think by now Y/n just accepts Yoongi at whatever he does. I think it's more so Y/n just wanting someone there all the time. Do you know how long she knew for?" Namjoon asked, raising an eyebrow at Yoongi. Yoongi shrugged with a sigh.

"No I didn't get to. We ended up fighting a lot. Yelling and me daring her to point a gun at me. I feel bad but I was calm about at first it's just the moment she mentioned Hoseok-" Yoongi gritted through his teeth glaring at the ground.

"It pissed me off. She knows I don't like him and yet she just had to pull that card. But I really do feel guilty really, I love her. I would never want to hurt her. She seem calmed when I dropped her off but who knows, she's good at hiding what she's feeling and stores it up until she can't hide it anymore." Yoongi sighed, softening up his features. Namjoon walked towards him, patting his shoulder and heading him back his gun.

"Then maybe when we get her back, you'll tell her everything. No secrets now that she knows. She's only doubting herself because of the lack of communication you guys are having, just speak with her. Don't just let her do the talking, explain your side of the story." Namjoon said. Yoongi gave a half smile, taking the gun and placing it back on his thigh strap.

"I will. Thank you Namjoon."

"No problem hyung."

Yoongi slipped back his helmet, placing his hands on his hips.

"Alright then, no more fighting let's go kick some a**."

"As much as I would love to Red Hood, Batwing isn't here yet." Hoseok snorted.

"Oh? Did Hyung not tell you?" Namjoon asked.

"Tell me what?"

"How do you think we're getting in? Batwing is sneaking us in." Yoongi said smugly.

"He's blowing the entrance up isn't he?" Hoseok gave a blank expression, blankly staring at the older male.

"Hell yeah I am!" A new voice shouted. They all turned their heads to face the new face. The male was wearing a mechanical black suit that had a glowing blue bat symbol, his wings draped behind him that were grey and shaped as a bat. He head a mask that covered his whole face and that two pointed ears that pointed upwards like a bat. A black belt wrapped around his waist that carried gadgets. A simple press of a button and his mask came off to show his real handsome face. He had black hair that was pushed to the side and dark brown eyes with pink plump lips smiling wide at them.

"Please tell me your lying Seokjin." Hosoek sighed.

"Yeah he is. Where's the secret entrance Batwing?" Yoongi asked with annoyance. Seokjin pouted but complied anyway.

"Up the furnace like per usual. Also, Two Face is working with them."

"Well that's f*cking fantastic! That's exactly what I need, Jeon f*cking Jungkook is working with the Clown Prince of Crime." Yoongi growled.

"Geez calm down. He's only doing it for a favor. Apparently Jeon owes Jimin something. I don't know what but I'm a bit scared to find out what." Seokjin shrugged.

"Owe him? For what?" Namjoon asked.

"Who knows. From my intel, Park did Jeon a solid from the last time they worked together. Something about finding the Princess of Crime? I don't know, I couldn't find anything about it. But they both are searching for it and that's why Jeon is working with him. They found it I'm assuming since Jeon is lasted this long with him. Especially with Kim around, Jeon probably would've shot him by now." Seokjin explained. Hoseok leaned against his baton with a shrug.

"Can't blame him. V is crazy. Sadistic bastard. Gives me the creeps." Hoseok shivered in disgusted. Yoongi felt his blood run cold, pulling out his gun.

"Sh*t I forget about him. Damn if he laid one finger on her head-"

"We are not killing him!" They all shouted. Yoongi growled gripping his gun.

"Why not?! That sicko probably touched my baby! If I can't even handle Hoseok hugging Y/n without wanting to break his finger, how am I supposed to handle that bastard touching my baby?! Just a bullet through his skull and our problem would be gone!" Yoongi whined.

"No Min Yoongi!" They shouted at him.

"No killing!"

"No promises!"

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"So we all understand the plan correct?" Namjoon asked for what seem like the millionth time. Yoongi rubbed his temple with his fingers in annoyance, it seem Seokjin was lacking the compression of understanding the plan.

"Wait can you go-"

"No! Stop! Look we're wasting time. Let's just wing it and hope Seokjin understands. Honestly how were you even dad's partner?" Yoongi sighed, placing his helmet on.

"Alright sounds good to me."

"Wait!-"

"Ight me too."

"Okay Robin take the snipers up the building. Nightwing on the ground, take down those on the ground. Batwing with Nightwing, some have guns." Yoongi ordered, grabbing his gun out. Namjoon nodded, glancing at Yoongi with a raised eyebrow.

"I know. No killing. Imma head inside through the furnace. Like Batwing mentioned, it's the only entrance and according to the map, it leads straight to the cameras they implanted. I'll shut those off and let you guys in. From there we'll plan our next move."

"On it." Hoseok took out a grapple, before launching himself off the roof and towards a platform that was near the snipers. Namjoon only nodded at Yoongi before swiftly sliding down the rooftop. Seokjin only sighed realizing it was his turn to leave. Seokjin brought out his mechanical wings out and flying down towards Namjoon.

Yoongi faced the building once again, his eyes narrowing. He rolled his head before a soft 'pop' was heard. He shook his arms before grabbing his own grapple and aiming at a platform. He launched himself off the rooftop and did a summersault, his feet sliding but halting right at a furnace. He heard soft muffled screams not too far from him.

'Guess Hoseok is taking care of the snipers. Damn he works fast.'

Yoongi climbed on a smaller furnace, finally making it to the larger furnace. It was large and shaped as a chimney, with smooth edges. Smoke filled his nose along with boiling fire on the bottom. But along the corners of the furnace was a staircase. It was small and narrow but it would have to do. Yoongi grabbed a sharp tool from his belt, placing it on his knuckles. Just then he heard a cry. Yoongi merely stepped away from the cry and led a sniper down his doom. The sniper screamed when the fire devoured his flesh.

"Should've watched where you going." Yoongi clicked his tongue. Another cry was heard causing Yoongi to turn his head. This man had a sniper aimed straight at him. Yoongi was hoping it would be an easy entree but appeared to be wrong. Yoongi took out his gun and shot his stomach without giving the man time to react. The man fell back from the impact and started screaming.

Yoongi felt his eyebrow twitched at his loud obnoxious screaming. It was only going to alert more people which is what Yoongi wanted to avoid. He pressed on his ear piece.

"Hoseok shut him up or I'll do it." Yoongi growled, his voice harsh and cold. This was a side not even Y/n has seen but his brothers knew this side all too well. It meant he means business and will show no emotion other than anger and annoyance. Complete contrast on what he shows Y/n.

"I'm coming! Just give me a sec! This-Ugh!-Sniper won't stop-Ah!-moving! Just head on down and take the security measures down!"

Yoongi huffed but went along what Hoseok said. Yoongi used the sharp tool to slowly climb down the furnace. Thank goodness his suit was heat proof. He swiftly head down the staircase. He jumped onto the platform, following the stairs that lead downwards. He slowed his steps when he heard hushed voices. He leaned against the wall, his gun ready to release a bullet. He listened to the conversation, his helmet was wired to search for heat signatures, confirming two guards near a door that most likely was the security.

"I don't know about you but I have a bad feeling about this."

"About what?"

"This whole deal. The Crime Princess or whatever it's called, boss has been obsessed with it for months. He become so obsessed that even Two Face started growing infatuated with it. You know it takes a lot for Two Face to become interested in something let alone infatuated with it."

"You might be right, but what's so important about her anyways?"

"Who knows man, as long as we get paid."

'Her? Is there someone else kidnapped?'

Yoongi thought but quickly regained his focus on the issue again. He placed his gun back on his thigh strap before appearing from his hiding spot. The two men froze.

"Oh my god! It's Red Hood!"

Yoongi smirked under his mask, giving a bow.

"Hello. If you gentlemen don't mind, I need to past through. Your boss has something that's mine and I really hate when people take whats mine." Yoongi's voice dropped an octave lower, even without his mask the two men could almost feel his heated and dark gaze.

One man with a clown mask grabbed a crowbar that was laying near. He laughed at Yoongi.

"Sorry but boss needs that chick and I frankly like getting paid." The man said before he rushed to attack Yoongi. Yoongi lips twitched into a sinister smile, his eyes cold and dark.

What a stupid man he was.

Luckily for him, Yoongi hated crowbars.

The man charged, raising his arm to hit Yoongi with the crowbar. Yoongi grabbed the crowbar right in time stopping the man from finishing his attack. Yoongi used his right leg and pushed the man back, making him stumble against the second male. He groaned, not expecting so much strength. Yoongi grabbed the crowbar, his smile growing even more. The look in his eyes only growing darker. He started to drag the crowbar along the metal ground, creating a screeching sound. The two males flinched and hissed at the terrible noise.

"You know, your boss's dad hit me with a crowbar too. Tell me if it's still has painful as I remember." Yoongi laughed in a delirious way. He raised the crowbar while the males pleaded. This instead of making him want to sympathize, only fueled his insanity. With one harsh blow, it landed right on the male's back. A loud crack was heard along with a scream. Yoongi only laughed at the man's pain before adding another blow. The man screamed and squirmed but Yoongi saw this coming, stepping right on his leg, another crack and a scream following rightwards. This kept the male from moving as he screamed.

Yoongi only laughed louder and louder while the male screamed. The other man behind him backed up to a wall, his eyes wide in horror, even tears started clouding his vision. Yoongi kept swinging the crowbar, blood splattered on the floor and his suit. Even on the crowbar. Soon the screams stopped along with bones cracking and popping. As much as Yoongi wanted to kill him, he stopped his actions. He panted before whipping his head towards the scared male. He dragged the bloody crowbar, stepping over the bloody mess.

He held the cold and bloody crowbar under his chin, scaring the man. Yoongi took off his helmet, showing the sweat that started to form but also the dark look forming in his eyes. Instead of a creepy smile, it was replaced with a blank yet scary expression.

"See that could've been you but you were smart and didn't grab a crowbar. God I hate crowbars. Now you little mouse is gonna tell me what the hell is Jimin up to and what the hell is the Princess of Crime." Yoongi said darkly. The man cried but nodded his head rapidly and held his hands up.

"Boss made a deal with Two Face. A-a plan they've been working on f-for months. I'm not s-sure about the details e-exactly but it's supposed to be your g-guys great demise!"

Yoongi scoffed, placing his helmet near his hip.

"Figure that much. And the Princess of Crime?"

"The girl! H-her name what was it-oh! Y/n! The b-boss had watched her for a w-while and grew in love with her? I'm n-not sure but it wasn't until r-recently that he found out she was y-yours. Him and Two F-Face grew I g-guessed grew obsessed and want her as their princess of crime! That's all I k-know I swear!" The man cried, tears bursting from his eyes. Yoongi nearly dropped the crowbar in shock. He gritted through his teeth, more anger fueling his body. That damn clown was really asking for it. He was asking for a death wish. There was just no way a man like him could feel love. Out of all the people? Why his princess?

The man's crying brought him back into reality. Yoongi out of anger, knocked the man out with the crowbar. He growled, throwing the crowbar causing a loud clink to be heard and walking in the security room. He left the bodies unconscious on the floor. He pressed his ear piece, his chest heaving in anger. Ignoring the computers and beeping noises they made. He was too busy drowning in anger to notice anything.

"Nightwing!"

"Damn you sound piss. What happened?"

"That damn clown! I figured out what was Project Princess of Crime. He and Two Face became obsessed with Y/n and wanted her as the Princess of Crime, it only grew worse when they found out Y/n was mine. So they planned this damn plan to not only bring me down but you guys as well."

"Sh*t. I can't imagine that clown having any feelings. Okay calm down just shut down the security measures and we'll head in. Don't be stupid Yoongi."

"It's kinda hard not too when a piece of sh*t took what's yours. But fine! Tell the others I'll let you guys in and then we'll kill that son of b-"

"We are not killing him!"

"Ugh! Fine!"

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Y/n let her hair fall on her face, her mouth was still sealed shut but she wasn't going to give up. The moment the two psychos left, she 'passed out'. In reality she just need them to think she was passed out so they can lower their guard, leaving her to observe the room without them catching on. She made her body limp while her eyes scanned the area through her strands of hair that were on her face. Blood still trickled down her forehead causing to be half blind on eye but she ignored it. There was a reason Yoongi threatened her to use a gun, it was because she knew how to use one.

'Four guards by the door. Two by the controls and another five in the middle.'

Her eyes flickered above to the pipes where platforms were placed. She narrowed her eyes before flickering her eyes back down at the two guards near the controls.

'Two snipers on the platforms. Only four at the door have guns the rest have crowbars and knives. Not a lot but the guards with the guns will cause a problem. And it seems like Jimin has two guards by the controls and cameras there to keep tabs.'

Y/n looked down at the burning acid below her before flickering her eyes towards the controls.

'It's a setup. He's not gonna actually throw me in the acid it was just to instill fear. The chains are not even tight meaning he's using me as a bluff. The only reason the controls are guarded is for show. The real controls are up where the snipers are at. Question is why? Why am I a bluff? If anything shouldn't I be taken more seriously since they know about Yoongi?'

Y/n didn't even get time to think further when the metal doors opened. A new man walked through but seeing the way the guards stiffen and let him through, Y/n was guessing that was the coworker Jimin was talking about. He tall and from head to toe wearing a tight black suit with a white flower on the pocket. His hands were in his pockets, his ebony eyes darker than his suit. He hand an earring dangling on his left ear. His hair gelled back to expose his forehead with his sideburns cut into an undercut only leaving his top hair long. Lips pink and skin smooth with the expectation of a scar across his eye.

He walked towards her 'limp' body. Y/n stiffened and purposely sunk her head. Her hair covering her face once again.

"Hanse bring her this way."

"Yes boss."

Y/n flinched slightly, but tried not to move when the crane carried her to the nearest platform where he was. Y/n stayed still as much as she could, even steadying her breathing. She shut her eyes only taking a glimpse of his black shoes. The man only chuckled, digging his fingers onto her scalp and pulled her to face him. Y/n let a whimper escape her lips giving away what she worked hard to hide.

"Oh princess that wasn't gonna work anyway. I'm not as dumb as these guards." The man chuckled darkly. Y/n opened her eyes while one twitched from the amount of pain he was causing. He even though he looked fairly young, Y/n knew better to assume he wasn't a lunatic. She already met two handsome lunatics, he shouldn't be any different.

"I'm not naive princess, you are Reds girlfriend, I doubt you are truly as dumb as you wanna make yourself appear." He gave an eerie smile, his grip tightening. Y/n hissed, gritted through her teeth before she gave a tight pained smile.

"Y-yeah your right. I'm his girlfriend so I know a thing or two. Guess my facade was able to slip through you huh, Jungkook?"

Jungkook couldn't help but chuckle in amusement. He gave a smirk, pulling her face closer towards his. Y/n still had a smile despite the pain she was going through. His hot breath was fanning her face, she tried to keep herself from flinching back and keep up her act.

"Look at you so smart princess. I knew there must be a reason why I like you so much. You catch on fast, bet you even figure out that the controls are up not down and that your really a bluff." He hummed but Y/n didn't even give a reaction like he hoped. She only widen her smile.

"I do. Poor princess didn't think that far ahead." Y/n pouted, battling her eyelashes in fake innocence while Jungkook raised his eyebrow at her sarcastic remark. Y/n the next second lost her smile and frowned at him.

"First off f*ck you." Y/n said then slammed her head against his. Jungkook grunted, letting go of her hair and falling backwards. Blood gushed down his nose, startling him. Y/n slipped past her chains, swinging on them before jumping into the platform. Jungkook touched his nose, looking down seeing blood. He then looked up to see Y/n free from her chains. She stretched with a chuckle. She fixed her hair pushing it back with her fingers.

"Thank god V left my heels at home or this would be a lot harder. Oh that looks bad, need help?" Y/n cooed. Jungkook growled, pulling out his gun that was on his waistband. One hand holding his nose while the other aimed the gun at her.

"I thought you were tied?!"

"I was, but like you said I'm Reds girlfriend. Meaning I learned a few things from watching him." She shrugged like it was no big deal slipping from her chains. Jungkook only glared at her with a growl.

"Oh you thought I was a damsel in distress and needed a knight? Oh no!" Y/n laughed before grinning wide.

"When you lived in this city, there's no such thing as damsels in distress. No, this city raises knights."

Jungkook gritted through his teeth before shooting his gun up at the ceiling. As pissed as he was, he knew better than to hurt her. They needed her alive. And judging by the way she was grinning ear to ear, she knew how valuable she was.

"Guards! Get her! Make sure she stays in this room! But hurt her and you get a bullet to the head!" Jungkook yelled walking away towards the metal doors. His steps were more like stomps echoing in the large room. Y/n only smiled innocently when the guards faced her. She waved at them before placing her hands behind her back.

"I'm not gonna cause trouble. I promise!" Y/n giggled only to return back to a serious expression the moment she brought out a gun and aimed towards them. A gun she stole from Jungkook when he wasn't paying attention and was too focused on his bloody nose. This startled all of them wondering where she even got that in the first place.

"Sorry but lately all I've been doing is lying and breaking promises. Anyway let's see how many of you are gonna die? Not from my hands of course but from Two Face? Come on, go ahead stop me. I dare you."

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"Did you catch a heat signature yet?" Yoongi asked. They were currently running down a long hallway that was leading them to the chemical room. Hoseok and Seokjin when to the boiler room to stop Jimin and V. At the moment neither of them knew where Jungkook was at. Namjoon was with Yoongi, using the device implanted on his right arm to search for Y/n.

"Not yet. Damn. I think he's blocking our network. We're gonna have to do this old fashion way." Namjoon said. Yoongi grumbled, not even his helmet worked so he threw it awhile ago out of frustration.

"Great so check every room in this hellhole?"

"No. Listen we know Jimin is in the boiler room. If you remember on the map, the boiler room wasn't far from the mixing chambers. If Jimin wanted to keep tabs on Y/n and run his show, he wouldn't be too far from her. Besides you mention how Jimin is obsessed with her, meaning he wouldn't be away from her for too long." Namjoon explained. Yoongi thinned his lips not liking the word usage but there wasn't really anything he could do about that.

"Okay then we search the mixing chambers if not then most likely the control room." Yoongi suggested. Namjoon nodded and started leading the way. Yoongi followed him mindlessly his head too filled with thoughts. He could only imagine how scared his love is. This is a completely new environment and she never really gotten kidnapped before. She could be scared or even worse crying. She could be hurt. Seokjin did mention how she lost a lot of blood when she got kidnapped. God if it was Taehyung, Yoongi is going to making sure he doesn't have hands to-

"Yoongi!"

"Huh?"

Namjoon gave Yoongi a weird look before pointing at the doors.

"It's locked. I definitely think they're hiding something in here." Yoongi snort, his eyes scanning the area.

"So then how are we gonna get in? I'm assuming that's the only way in."

Yoongi looked at Namjoon with a chuckle.

"Shame on you for thinking that. Remember what dad used to say? What's the first rule about getting in a building?" Yoongi asked. Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows, confused at what he meant.

"No matter where, there's always a way." Yoongi pointed to the vents that connected the rooms. Namjoon chuckled in disbelief giving a half smile.

"Right. My favorite, vents."

"Mine too. Now let's hurry." Yoongi grabbed a bat claw, aiming it right at the vent before pulling it to get it open. The metal bursted open and landed on the floor. Yoongi climbed over a bunch of old boxes and crawled inside the vent. Namjoon followed right behind him. Yoongi started crawling in the small space, following the path that lead to the locked room.

"Remember when Hoseok was forced into these and he was always first? And remember he would get so nervous he would fart?" Namjoon said with a grin. Yoongi laughed before biting his lip to stop himself from creating too much noise. He looked over his shoulder, glaring at Namjoon.

"Are you indirectly telling me to not fart in your face?" Yoongi asked. Namjoon grinned, no matter their ages they always seem to goof off.

"Perhaps. Hoseok always did to Jin all the time. Just give me a heads up if you do."

"F*ck you Kim Namjoon." Yoongi snorted but couldn't help the smile that spread on his lips. He then started crawling with Namjoon behind him. As they grew closer, voices were muffled. Yoongi stopped nearly causing Namjoon to crash into his butt.

"Red!"

"Shh. Listen." Yoongi whispered. Namjoon stayed silent trying to pick up whatever Yoongi heard. It was faint but Namjoon felt his blood run cold. Lots of muffled screams were heard, echoing in the vent.

"What is that? Is that screaming?" Namjoon felt uneasy as he asked. Yoongi looked scary as he listened.

"Yeah."

"Who's?"

"Men. About a dozen. Are you sure this is the mixing chamber and not the tortured room?"

Namjoon shook his head.

"No I'm sure. This is the mixing chamber. Let's just see what their hiding in here and if Y/n is in there or not." Namjoon suggested. Yoongi nodded and started crawling again. The screams become louder and more clearer as they became closer. This caused Namjoon to grow more uneasy while Yoongi paid no attention to the screams. If anything. Yoongi was used to it, most of his victims were vocal whenever they were in pain. While Namjoon hated the sound of screams, especially when they were in pain. It made him want to shut his eyes and cover his ears. A huge difference between him and Yoongi. Yoongi was cold and didn't care while Namjoon was growing sick from not helping them.

If it was Y/n however, that would be a different story for Yoongi.

Finally Yoongi made it near the end of the vent. He used his legs and kicked the metal piece away. He jumped down, a platform that was near the pipes. Namjoon followed behind him, nearly slipping but caught himself just in time. Yoongi grabbed his gun and peeked over the railing. The screams had stopped and were replaced with sounds of frustration. All Yoongi could see was several men on the ground, unconscious and bloody. While about five of them surrounded a corner.

"Now now, remember I gave you a warning. It's rude ganging up a lady like that."

That voice.

Yoongi immediately leaned closer towards the railing, his heart beat ringing in his ears. He couldn't see but he knew for sure that was his love. Before Yoongi could jump over the rail, Namjoon tugged his jacket collar back.

"Hey!"

"Sh. They aren't hurting her, look."

Yoongi now looked over the railing and sure enough, the men didn't even raise a finger on her skin. Instead they had their hands up while one of the guards was trying to snatch something from her. He still couldn't see Y/n but from how the guards were standing, he could only assume she had a weapon.

"She might have a weapon or something-"

"Remember what Jungkook said, one finger on me and your brains get splattered on the floor." Y/n warned with a laugh. Yoongi blinked, having to check over the railing twice to make sure he wasn't hearing things.

Was that Y/n?

Did Y/n just threaten them?

"You already shot more than half of us!"

Y/n only smiled, pointing her gun at the nearest man. He was far too close for her liking.

"But I didn't splat your brains out. Your fine, might need stitches but better than dying no? Either way you still can't touch me." Y/n hummed. The men around her flinch when she shot another man's leg. The man screamed, holding on his leg that gushed our blood. Y/n quickly glanced at her gun.

'Only two left. Better make them count, just stall them enough until Yoongi comes.'

Y/n flickered her stare back up when she heard laughing. Her stare harden when one of the guards with a gun started laughing. Everyone turned to face him. Y/n felt her eyebrow tick in annoyance.

"And what are you laughing about? Wanna get shot too?"

"Princess the names Hanse. And I'm not stupid. Your not killing us not because your threatening us no princess, it's because you can't kill. You can't stomach the thought of blood filling your precious hands." Hanse explained with a smirk. Y/n flinched slightly but clenched her jaw trying to remain emotionless. But Hanse caught her small flinch making his smirk widen. He then walked towards the guard she just shot and placed his gun right at his forehead. Y/n felt her breath hitch, her fingers tightening around the gun.

"Now cooperate or you'll the inside of this guys head."

"Wait H-Hanse!-Please d-dont!" The man whimpered, still holding his bloody leg. Y/n felt her hands slightly tremble at his crying pleads. She hated that noise, she loathed it.

"Listen princess, just go back to your chains and I won't shoot him." Hanse grinned, placing the gun closer towards the man's forehead. The man cried and whimpered, begging her to listen. Y/n bit her lips before slowly placing her gun down. She kept her stare on him, as she placed her gun on the floor. She stood back up slowly and started taking slow steps to where she was before. With her back facing him, a boom was heard behind her. Y/n flinched and turned her head. There the man laid limply on the floor, a bullet hole through his head. Blood oozing out of him coating the floor. Y/n felt her eyes widen, breathing heavily. But a guard took this opportunity to hold her forearms. Y/n squirmed, her breathing getting heavier.

He was dead.

"No!!! What the hell!!! You said-"

Hanse laughed, pointing another gun at an injured man.

"I never promised. You know boss was right, everything has a weakness you just have to find out what it is." Another boom as heard and another thud was echoing in the room. Y/n screamed again, thrashing around to be free but the men dragged her away.

"Stop!!"

"They are just thugs princess their life doesn't mean anything."

Boom

"Stop!!! Stop it!!" Y/n screamed, tears bursting from her eyes.

'I could've saved them! Stop it! They don't deserve that!'

Boom

"Stop! STOP!" Y/n was whimpering and crying, but the men only tighten their hold on her. Another boom was heard but this time it was aimed at the ceiling. Everyone turned at the source.

"She said stop."

The room got quiet the moment their eyes landed on Yoongi. His eyes dark and cold. His gun aimed at the ceiling while some of his suit was covered in blood. Namjoon barely followed behind him, taking out two batons from his belt. Y/n turned to face Yoongi. Her eyes locking with his. Tears sparkled on her eyes with another whimper escaping her lips. So much blood everywhere and so many lives she could've saved. Yoongi clenched his jaw, his eyes getting darker.

How dare they make his love cry.

"Let her go. Do it while I'm still asking nicely." Yoongi warned, cocking his gun and aiming at Hanse.

"And if we don't?"

Yoongi only smiled evilly, without blinking an eye shot a man. The man screamed and fell on the ground.

"That's what happens. Nightwing might be merciful but not me. I'll shoot you until your body looks like a sponge, so many holes. So make my baby cry again and your body will be sinking in the ocean." Yoongi growled, cocking his gun again and aiming at Hanse again. Namjoon knew it was only a threat. With the way Y/n was acting, Yoongi knew better than to kill anyone. At least Namjoon hoped it was a measly threat.

"Little sh*t. Guys get him!" Hanse yelled. Yoongi grinned happily while Namjoon sighed in annoyance.

"I was hoping this would be easy but I guess not." Namjoon sighed, activating his batons that start spluttering electricity. They all charged towards them. Namjoon swiftly jumped over one and electrifying another. Yoongi shot them as they kept coming. He whined the moment his gun ran out of bullets.

"Fists it is." Yoongi shrugged, punching one thug in the stomach. The man wheezed and stumbled back. Yoongi kicked his face before getting on top of him and twisting his arm. The man screamed and slapped the ground with his free hand in pain. Yoongi grabbed another gun from his other thigh strap and shot the man's back. He bounced off him, but only for another thug to attack him from behind. Yoongi grunted, slamming his head against the man's nose. The man groaned and covered his bloodily nose. Yoongi in turn, grabbed his hand and flipped him over, crashing into another thug who was about to launch himself to Yoongi.

Yoongi panted only for another thug to yank his jacket and tug him backwards. Yoongi growled, elbowing the man. The man grunted, freeing Yoongi. Yoongi took this time to grab a smoke bomb and drop it on the floor. The man coughed, swatting away the fog. Yoongi slipped between the man's legs, wrapping a wire around them. Yoongi stood up and with his strength, pulled on the wire. The man yelped when he lost his footing and crashed into the floor.

Yoongi grabbed his gun again and shot the man's leg to keep him in place. Poor Yoongi didn't even get a break when another man came from behind him again and threw him over his shoulder. Yoongi hissed once his back hit the wall. He glared at the charging man before quickly bouncing up and sliding away from the wall. The man crashed into the wall, groaning but still conscious. He yelled as he charged to Yoongi again. Yoongi quickly grabbed a knife from his belt, jumping over him and stabbing his back. The man yelled while Yoongi quickly kicked him knocking him out. Yoongi panted, sweat coating his hair and skin. His eyes flickering to Namjoon.

Namjoon had one missing baton but that didn't really faze him. A man was trying to catch him but that only made Namjoon chuckle. He jumped over the man, swinging his baton and knocking him out instantly from the impact. Another man wrapped his arms around him and threw him on the ground. Namjoon groaned before crawling away and bouncing back up. He lost another baton.

"Great."

The man who threw him earlier got up and was charging after him. Namjoon jumped over him again before climbing on the tall male, stopping at his shoulders. He wrapped his thighs around his head while his hands pulled his head back. The man yelled out in pain losing control of his body. Namjoon steered his body to a wall. He quickly pushed himself away from the man the moment his body crashed into the wall. Namjoon didn't even have time to celebrate when a gunshot went off. He turned his head and this time the thug had a gun aimed at him.

Namjoon dodged the next one and the next as he ran closer towards the thug. He tackled the man down, snapped his long riffle in half with his thigh. The man looked at Namjoon in horror not even having time to react when Namjoon punched his face, stumbling back on the ground. Namjoon grabbed a small bomb that would only cause a small explosion from his belt and threw it at the man. Namjoon walked away, ignoring his screams.

"Wow. That's was smooth." Yoongi chuckled, running his fingers through his sweaty hair. Namjoon only shrugged before they both started running towards the last two who held Y/n. Hanse however aimed his gun at Y/n's temple. This caused both of them to freeze.

"A step closer and her brains are coming out." Hanse threaten. Y/n squirmed but a man held her neck with his arm, keeping her in place. Y/n gritted through her teeth, glaring at the gun.

"Little sh*t." Yoongi growled, his fingers twitching to grab his own gun. Namjoon only glanced at Yoongi before his hand reached behind his belt, slowly while making full on eye contact with Hanse. Expect Hanse was more focused on Yoongi to remember Namjoon. Namjoon only smirked at this and quickly grabbing two batarangs. He quickly threw them, knocking out both of the men. Y/n squeaked when the unconscious man dragged her down. Yoongi instantly ran towards her.

"Y/n!"

Y/n groaned, pushing his hand away, sitting up. She rubbed her head with another groan. She slowly stood up, her legs wobbling. Yoongi stopped in front of her, wrapping one arm around her waist to keep her up. Y/n looked up but before she could even say anything, Yoongi smashed his lips against hers. Y/n made a surprise noise, her hands unsure where to go. Y/n didn't even get time to kiss back when Yoongi decided to pull from the kiss.

Y/n blinked in surprise while Yoongi stared at her face in worry. It was complete contrast to what she saw earlier. He was fighting bloodthirsty man, ready to kill anyone before. Now he was just a worried boyfriend holding his girlfriend with gentle and care. He laid his forehead against hers with a sigh of relief. He chuckled weakly, pulling her closer towards him.

"Your not hurt anywhere are you?" He asked softly. Y/n felt those rush of butterflies all over again. She placed her hand on his soft cheek.

"Just a small scratch on my forehead but I should be fine." She reassured. Yoongi pulled back and looked at her supposed 'scratch'. Yoongi pulled her hair back causing her to smile and flutter her eyes close. Yoongi snort, his fingers gently touching her cut.

"That's not a small scratch love. You need medical attention."

Y/n felt her cheeks growing warm at the nickname. She only nodded mindlessly, placing her hands on his chest. Her eyes then trailed to the four dead bodies. Her eyes felt watery all over again. Yoongi noticed her silence and looked at her with concern.

"Love?"

"I could've saved them."

Yoongi looked at what she was staring at. He sighed, taking his free hand to force her to look at him. He gave a soft look, his thumb wiping the tear that slipped.

"Despite me hating my old man, he always said we can't save everybody. We're human, there's only so much we can do." Yoongi said, softly placing a kiss on her forehead. Y/n bit her trembling lip, wrapping her arms around his waist with a whimper.

"But Yoongi-"

"No. Don't blame yourself. You couldn't do anymore." Yoongi spoke sternly. He soften his expression, kissing her cheek and pulling her into a hug. Y/n whimpered, squeezing him tightly in the embrace.

"I'm sorry to ruin this moment, but Batwing and Robin have already captured Jimin and Jungkook." Namjoon spoke. Y/n pulled from the hug, looking at Namjoon. She blinked, her eyes scanning him up and down in his suit. It was so strange seeing him in something so tight and fitting.

"O-oh hi um Nightwing right?" Y/n said with a weak smile. Namjoon gave his famous dimpled smile.

"Hey Y/n. Sorry about the secret but yes I am Nightwing, Yoongi's brother." Namjoon said. Y/n furrowed her eyebrows, now looking at Yoongi.

"You didn't tell me you had a brother."

Yoongi cleared his throat as he gave a nervous smile.

"See that's the thing I have three. But we're all adoptive brothers. I'm the second oldest. Namjo-I mean Nightwing is the youngest. But he acts more like the leader."

"And I'm guessing Jin is also your brother?"

"Right he's Batwing. He's the oldest." Yoongi let go of her before taking her hand and starting following Namjoon who lead them out of the room. Y/n nodded, then thinning her lips.

"So who's Robin then?"

Yoongi licked his dry lips and hissed through his teeth. Namjoon only chuckled at his struggle only resulting in a glare from Yoongi. Y/n looked at the two males in confusion.

"Is something funny?" Y/n asked. Namjoon only smiled at her, patting her head.

"You'll see."

Y/n pouted but complied anyway, her hand gently squeezing Yoongi's. They left the room and was headed towards the entrance of the building. Most of the guards were unconscious by now so it made it easily slipping out. Y/n felt happy for once when the meeting of cool night air hit her face. She smiled, her eyes flickering to the sky. The sun was slowly peeking out of the horizon giving it a light blue hue. Yoongi dragged her to two other people. Seokjin was stuffing Jungkook into a van while Hoseok was holding Jimin. But Y/n could only see the back of Hoseok.

"Send them to Arkham." Namjoon ordered. Seokjin yawned, using a button to take off his helmet. His face showed catching Y/n off guard. It didn't matter how many times Y/n saw him, he still was handsome as ever.

"I know Nightwing. God I have a meeting tomorrow with pops and I'm barely gonna have any sleep." Seokjin whined. His tired eyes then lit up once he saw Y/n.

"Oh Y/n! Thank goodness your safe!" Seokjin cupped her cheeks and smiling wide. Y/n giggled and nodded.

"Yup thanks to you guys."

"Aw your welcome. You know if want to learn some moves-"

"Batwing your driving. In the car now." Hoseok yelled, still his back facing Y/n. He was currently stuffing in Jimin who only giggled and winked at Y/n. Y/n felt her skin crawl, a shiver running up her spine. Seokjin sighed, pulling from Y/n and walking towards the driver seat.

"Yeah yeah. Well see you later Y/n!"

"Bye!" Y/n waved happily. Hoseok stepped back while Seokjin started driving away. Finally Hoseok turned around.

A bad mistake.

Y/n blinked, her eyes going wide the moment her eyes landed on Hoseok. Hoseok froze, realizing too late about his mistake.

"Ah f*ck."

"Hoseok?!"

Hoseok smiled nervously, waving at her in a shy manner.

"Your Robin?! Wait so your Yoongi's brother? How come you never told me?!"

"Well there's a lot explaining there but let's just say we weren't in good terms when you started dating Yoongi. And even when we met, I never really saw the need to mention." Hoseok shrugged.

"Ah which reminds me, I have should go now. We all have a meeting tomorrow with our dad to see who's gonna take over his company so see you later." Hoseok said but stopped himself when he forgot to mention something.

"Ah! Another thing, Red wants to ask you something. Hey Joon, text me the results." Hoseok said. Namjoon nodded, saluting him.

"No problem."

"Alright then, bye Y/n." Hoseok smiled before climbing up a building and disappearing in the night. Y/n turned fo face Yoongi with curious eyes.

"Question?"

Yoongi felt his face burn. Curse Jung Hoseok.

"Ah-I-Um-You see-Uh-" Yoongi swallowed, only stutters escaping his lips. He fidgeted with his jacket knowing the box was just inside his box. Y/n giggled at his shyness, smiling wide. She knew she was the only person in the world who can cause him to go into such a blushing mess. Yoongi was red as his helmet, swallowing hard every second.

"Just ask Yoongi!" Namjoon yelled annoyed. Yoongi tensed before nodding quickly.

"Right right sorry." Yoongi inhaled deeply through his mouth before slowly taking out the box. He kneeled down, startling Y/n. Her eyes widen at the sight of a black box.

Yoongi would've never guessed he would be at this point. He was a cold hearted vigilante who killed. His past self would certainly be disappointed in himself. But here Yoongi was kneeling down on one knee with a small box. His suit covered in blood and wearing a red bat symbol across his chest. His hair messy and full of sweat. Bruises on his skin and a busted lip. Y/n wasn't any better. She wore nothing but the black crop top from earlier and her jeans. No shoes but only her socks. She had dry blood on her forehead and bruises around her waist from when she was tied up.

"Okay I know we just had a huge fight earlier and I missed our anniversary again, but listen the only reason I've been gone is because I'm trying to finish some things so I can finally settle down with you. I've been wanting to do this for a while but waited cause I thought I was being too fast. But now I think this is the perfect time. Well maybe not right now, I just saved you and I'm covered in blood that's not my own, but I still think it's a perfect time." Yoongi gave a shy smile, opening the box. Y/n felt her breath hitch when she saw the sparkling ring.

"I'm not the best and frankly I think you can do better, but I'm selfish and don't want to let you go. But I do know this, I love you so much. You make me want to quit this life and just grow old with you. So do you, L/n Y/n want to marry this mad man?" Yoongi asked, hope swirling in his dark orbs. Y/n let out a weak chuckle, tears bursting from her eyes. She quickly nodded, throwing her arms around him. She cried, repeating the same word.

"Yes!"

Yoongi gave his famous gummy smile, his hands shaky as he grabbed the ring and carefully placed on her ring finger. Y/n just hid into his neck, pushing him a bit cashing him to stumble back slightly. He wrapped his own arms around her, squeezing her. He kissed the side of her head as he sat there, her in his arms safe and sound. His soul felt complete, whole. He was never going to let her go.

"I love you!"

"I love you too my love."

*I'm ashamed of myself 🧍🏻‍♀️it wasn't supposed to be this long but HELLO HERE WE ARE I promise not all my chapters are gonna be like this I don't know what is up with me, I can't finish it under 7000 words or less I broke my record again YALL I'm sorry it's another Yoongi 😗 but this idea as been creeping in my head for MONTHS I just had too 😩 so I hope you enjoyed it ❤️