bts reaction: you come back hurt (mafia!au)
Requested by anon: Hey! I was wondering if you could do BTS Mafia!au reaction when y/n come back from being kidnapped but she is hurt and they get angry and y/n tries to calm him down? Ily btwđđđđÂ
Notes: why do i get the feeling i did something like thi---OH, THE JUNGKOOK DRABBLE
The only thing he could utter out was an apology as he looked down in shame. He was supposed to protect you, yet this happened. Instinctively, his eyes flickered to the drawer which held a gun, but noticing that, you immediately latched your hands onto his arm, shaking your head as he could only look at you helplessly. He lowered his head, mumbling apologies for not being there for you earlier to prevent that from happening.
Seeing you disheveled, the bruises apparent, made him go mad with despair as he suddenly roared out in laughter that was void of any real humor, his smile not reaching his eyes. It didnât take him long before his breath became shaky and he lowered his head to hood his eyes with a single hand that rested on his forehead. âIâm so sorry,â he repeated softly under his breath, as if a tone louder with cause him to break, âthat this had to happen to you.â
He already knew you were hurt so wearing long sleeves was useless. âDonât worry, Iâll definitely get them back for this.â He swore, and upon seeing your wide eyes from his promise, he pondered whether or not your silent wish would outweigh his thirst for a revenge that paid twice the price. But it was when he noticed a yellowish color peering from the collar of your shirt that helped make his decision. âLook, Y/N, Iâve done things that are just as bad as this. It wonât hurt to take it a few notches more.â
The moment you walked through the door, calculations on what to do to them ran through his mind. But he first pushed that aside, dialing Seokjinâs number to tend to your wounds seeing as itâs more dangerous if he does it. He took a seat next to you on the couch, carefully wrapping your hands in his as if you were glass. âJust the name will be fine,â he said, and he didnât need to specify what he was talking about, âhell, even a small description will do. Just--anything.â
His fury bubbled over the moment he took a glance at the bruises left behind to remind both you and him of what happened to you. It took over him; kicking the chair with all his strength, flipping it over as he clicked his gun and grabbed his phone, breathing heavily as his anger couldnât be contained. âJimin, donât.â You croaked, knowing how much he hated being born into a position to hurt others.
His eyes were gentle when he finally took a proper look at you as he approached you. "Iâm sorry, jagi,â he said softly, cupping your cheek, âBut this is the one thing I canât give you.â
He inhaled deeply as he pinched the bridge of his nose from looking at you before walking away without a word. You felt almost offended--he didnât say anything when you were hurt but at the same time, you assumed it was best--until he came back with a cup with folded pieces of paper inside. He gestured for you to choose after shaking the cup a little and you did, confusingly picking the first one you saw. Before you got a chance to unfold the paper, he took it from you and read, ââBreak both of their legs...â Okay, itâll be done today.âÂ
âI canât fucking believe this.â Was the first thing he muttered when he saw you. Without hesitation, he took a gun out from his jacket making you flinch and try to stop him from doing something heâll need to deal with the rest of his life but he simply scoffed at your attempts. âYou really think Iâll let them get away with this? Doing this to you of all people? I think not.â