Bts // One Shots

Mystery Boy - Namjoon

A/N: I've been sat on this one for a while but finally got round to adding to it. This ones a lil different so comment ya thoughts and if you want more like this???
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They say the devil is supposed to be beautiful. So I guess it's hard to recognise those who are truly evil. Maybe that's why I didn't see who he truly was. But I guess I must be just as crazy for loving him. He was tired of chasing people but I didn't run like the rest.

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I was young, friendless and a little odd. 5 year olds normally just ask a kid to be their friend and minutes later they are like siblings but it wasn't like that for me.

"Hey, look I caught this massive spider! Do you want to hold him?" I say walking over to a boy the same age as me, cupping my hands together. He quickly jumps back from me.

"Ew, stay away!" He says running away. I watch him as he rushes over to his friends. He points at me saying something I can't hear and they all look over at me giving me weird looks. Okay? I open my hand and look down at the spider, now free it quickly crawls up my wrist then my arm. I giggle trying to catch it but it falls to the floor. I squeal worried for it but it runs off just like the boy. I watch it go but as I see it sprint away, my eyes land on a pair of feet. I look up to the person that the trainers belong to and see a boy a few years older than me. He's in entirely black other than his blue hoodie. He has white hair, the top long and the sides shaved. His parents must be weird if they think it's normal to dress an 8 year old like that. He looks down to the spider by his foot and without hesitation he steps on it. I sigh and walk over to him. I push him back so he's not on the smashed spider. I crouch and put my finger on the small blood mark. 

"What are you doing?" He says grimly. 

"You have to push it so it can get to hell." His eyes widen then he starts to chuckle. 

"I thought people want to go to heaven." He says as I stand up and I shrug. 

"If so many people want to go it's probably really full. Also I hate all the people at church and I bet they're all like them. I wouldn't want to go somewhere all the boring people are." I say matter of factually. He nods. 

"I'll remember that." Then he walks away.

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8 years old and I'm going through a faze of thinking I'm some kind of super hero. I wore a cape to school everyday with bat man's logo on it. 

"Get off him!" I say jumping off the school's slide, landing amongst a group of boys. There is a kid surrounded by about 5 other boys, clearly being singled out. 

"Go away Olivia." Says a boy from a higher year. I shove him. Completely unprepared for contact, he falls backward landing on the dirt. I spin around and grab the boy who had been ganged up on and pull on his hand to me make him follow me but we don't get far before someone grabs my cape. While briefly being in mid air, I can't breath and bring my hands to my throat, tugging on the cape to release me. Once on the ground I cough, gasping for air. Ignoring the boy I had saved, the boys surround me. I look to the boy I'd helped escape, he's looking at me shocked. His hood has fallen down, relieving a familiar white hair. I grin at him, proud I'd saved him. But my smile is knocked when I get kicked by the boy I'd shoved. The others join in laughing as I ball up to protect my face. Suddenly the kicking stops. Slowly I peer up and see all the boys on the floor. I stand up and turn to see the boy with his hoodie now shadowing his face again. 

"Wow and I thought I was the super hero." I say surprised, walking over to my saviour. 

"How are you smiling right now?" He says confused. "You just got beat up, you're covered in bruises." He says gesturing to my dirtied clothes and scuffed skin.