Pairing: Namjoon x Reader
Warnings: Yandere, Stalking, Obsession, Non-Consensual Touching, Kidnapping, Blood, Violence, Massacre, Organized Crime, Trafficking, Hard Manipulation
I do not condone the acts displayed in this story nor do I believe any members of BTS would actually engage in this type of behavior. This is simply written for entertainment purposes and should not be taken as a reflection of my own values, opinions, or morals.
Preview: That night was when the first rose arrived. After he had left you with a knowing look and your confused brother at the front door, abandoned for the night, you went to bed. When you entered the small bedroom you froze. Settled in the middle of your comforter was a single burgundy rose, the petals immediately taking you back to that night in the basement. They were a dead ringer for the shade of blood, bile burned in your throat as you spun away from the sight. You could swear you were going to vomit, you fucking hated red. Anger was burning through your veins as you flung your window open, violently ripping the crimson petals from the stem and throwing them out the window.
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The Bouquet
Fanfiction⚠Warning: This story contains dark and heavy themes, read the warnings beforehand and take care of your mental health⚠ A boy with a high school crush, a flirty CEO, a dollmaker searching for his childhood friend, an intense method actor, a mob boss...
