BTS Imagines

Yoongi-Killer Pt.2

Y/n POV
When I passed by, I saw something tossed in a corner. As I took a closer look, my eyes widened.
I saw on Yoongi's shirt, a splotch of red. It looked like blood. He couldn't be Sugar. Right?

Nah. He isn't that cruel. Maybe he was painting. Yea, lets go with that. I quickly put on his clothes, and left the room.

As I came to the dinner table, I saw two steaming plates of kimchi stew. My mouth watered at the sight of the bowls.

When Yoongi and I both sat down at the table, I asked him the thought that had been lingering in my mind.

"Hey babe. Was there blood on one of your shirts?"

The spoon that was about to go his mouth suddenly stopped, and it dropped into the bowl. He started sweating.

"N-no. What are you talking about? It was just red paint since I was painting."

"Are you sure?"

He slammed his hands on the table, making me jump.

"God Y/n. Why can you not believe me?!?! Im not lying!" I peeked at his face and only saw irritation.

"Okay.", I whispered out. Dinner was quiet and awkward after that. Yoongi looked kind of guilty, but he kept silent.

(Time skip to next morning)

When I woke up, Yoongi wasn't next to me. He was probably at work. A text message popped up. I checked it.

Taetae:hey Y/nie!! You dont need to go to work today. We have too many people here. Also, another person got killed by Sugar today. Police are further investigating.

Y/n:Oh okay. Thx for letting me know.

I closed my phone, completely bored. I decided to take a short nap. Yoongi would be home in about an hour.

(Another time skip)
I heard Yoongi come in. I woke up and ran down to greet him. As I went downstairs to hug him, I immediately stopped in my tracks.

Yoongi's shirt was completely soaked in blood. He lookes at me, and his eyes widened.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"I-is that b-blood?", I ignored his question.

"Don't freak out. Yes it is."

"Are yo-you Sugar?"

"Yes."

"Are you going to kill me?"

Yoongi's worried face turned sinister. He chucked darkly. He slowly walked towards me and started slowly circling me.

I shook because of the fear taking over me.

"Please. Please don't kill me." my voice cracked at the end.

Yoongi's eyes softened.

"I won't kill you. Well, it won't hurt that much."

He pulled out a knife. My eyes widened after seeing it. The knife he used to kill everyone. He ran towards me, knife aimed at my heart. I closed my eyes waiting for the impact, but nothing came.

I WOKE UP.

I was back in my bed with Yoongi sleeping peacefully next to me. He woke up and panicked at my state. I broke out in a cold sweat.

"Yah! Are you okay?? You are sweating."

"I am okay. Thank you. I just had a nightmare. Go back to sleep. Goodnight."

"Ok."

He laid back down, and fell asleep. I layed back down as well, unaware of the fact that Yoongi was awake and had a knife in his hands....