#You’re the sole reason I fell in to BSTS hell and as lovely as all the other boys are you are the one who keeps me there. I love you ;;w;; <

[lancermylove]

Threatened Reader (HC)

Fandom: BSTS

Pairing: Kei x Reader, Rindou x Reader, Mokuren x Reader, Kokuyou x Reader, Mizuki x Reader

Warning: ANGST!!!!! Suicide, depression, violence, PTSD, blood, violence

Requested by: Anon

Prompt: Hello! I saw your Leaders X Reader..I wanted to requested..One too! So can I request a Leader X Reader, A reader ignoring their lover because a random fangirl said so or They will Kill her? The leader gets sad and keep forcing them to talk to them but when she yelled at them for the reason she ignored them she gets a bullet shot on her head?....I just want to know how they would react to that can you do a headcannon? If you can’t do this because it’s so sad and stuff, you don’t need to do it! :)

A/N: Dark, but I like the idea! This is going to get seriously dark, so if you can’t handle stuff like this, then please do not read any further. I AM SERIOULY! TURN AROUND NOW. Might I suggest reading some of my BSTS fluff hcs instead? 

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Prologue: 

"Why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong?" The anxiety and desperation in his voice were evident.

"Just leave me alone!" It pained you to say those words, but you had no choice. You chose to keep your back to him, no wanting to see his distressed expressions.

You wish that you had never met the insane fangirl on that accursed day. Her words kept ringing in your ears over and over. Stay away from him, or else I will kill you.

You would've taken her threat with a grain of salt had it not been for the crazed look in her eyes. She meant every word.

While you were busy with your thoughts, you failed to notice your lover behind you. He quickly wrapped his arms tightly around you.

"Don't do this to me."

No matter how hard you struggled, you couldn't get out of his iron grip.  As you continue your attempt to get out of his hold, your eyes rapidly scanned the area. You prayed that she was not around.

"Enough! At least tell me why you're doing this!?"

The anger in his voice snapped something inside you. "Because I don't want to die!"

"What?" His grasp around you loosened as he stared in shock.

"One of your fans threatened me! She said to stay away from you if I don't want to die." You sighed, "Please, j-just leave-"

Before you could finish your sentence, a loud bang rang through the empty street.

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Kei 

Kei's terror-filled eyes stared at your pallid face. Despite being in shock, he quickly took your body in his arm to prevent you from hitting the concrete road. 

He attempted to call out your name, but words refused to come out of his quivering lips. 

Kei couldn't tear his eyes from the hole in your forehead. He held your cold body close to him as his eyes stung and vision blurred. His body and mind slowly went numb.

Since that day, Kei had not rested once. His only desire in life was to find your murderer and make them pay. To reach this goal, he used everything he had: money, power, and connections. 

With every passing day, his heart grew heavier, and his mind weaker. Your shrilling voice echoed in his ears. I don't want to die. 

Your bloody, distorted face appeared in front of his lifeless eyes. One of your fans threatened me. Kei shut his eyes and clenched his teeth. She said to stay away from you if I don't want to die. He covered his ears with his clammy hands in hopes of escaping from his nightmare. You killed me. 

"Sir. She's here." 

Kei snapped out of his trance and quickly shifted his gaze to the girl walking towards him. 

"Kei! I can't believe this! I'm such a huge fan." 

He ignored her words and ordered his guard to leave. As soon as they were alone, his blood-shot eyes glared at the girl, causing her to freeze. 

"You will pay for what you did to her." With those words, Kei aimed his gun to her forehead and pulled the trigger. 

He felt little remorse as he watched her corpse hit the ground. His only goal in life, now fulfilled. 

Kei lifted his eyes to the heavens and mustered a weak smile, "What am I supposed to do now? I never imagined a life without you." 

He closed his tired eyes but soon opened them when he felt raindrops hitting his face.

"Are you crying? Please, don't cry." He brought his hand next to his forehead, "You are my world, and a life without you is not worth living."

Another gunshot reverberated through the empty grounds.

Rindou 

Rindou stepped back a little, his mind went blank, and his vision blurred. 

Time froze as he stared at your startled face. His eyes wandered up to the hole in your forehead and watched the blood oozing out. 

Only when you hit the ground with a loud thud did his mind register the situation. 

He fell to his knees and reached a trembling hand to you as your name escaped from his chapped lips.

His fingertips lost their warmth as soon as they came in contact with your body. Rindou gasped and covered his mouth, tears racing down his now pale skin. "N-No."

After that day, Rindou slowly began to change. He couldn't focus on his performances and failed to deliver to his fans. 

Soon after, he stopped going to Starless all together. The cast members of Starless attempted to help him, but not even they could save him from the repeating voice in his mind. It's your fault. 

The darkness within him grew, consuming every part of his mind and soul until he could no longer see the light.

The image of your pale, blood-covered corpse dancing in his eyes. Your horrified expressions still fresh in his mind. 

Rindou could no longer take it. He grabbed his hair and started laughing. His laughter growing louder and louder by the second. 

"Maica, do you think he will be alright?" Sinju looked at the magenta-haired man next to him. 

"I don't know." That was all he could manage to say as they walked past a sign that read Psychiatric Ward. 

Kokuyou

Kokuyou winced in pain and covered his ears, trying hard to maintain his balance. A constant beeping sound rang through his ears. 

Despite being in agony, his eyes desperately searched for you. He made out a figure on the ground and crawled towards it. 

As he got closer, Kokuyou's vision came into focus. He looked at your red-stained face in horror. 

Forgetting his ringing ears, he scooped you in his arm and gently stroked your cheek with his fingertips. 

His bloodcurdling scream resounded through the streets. 

Kokuyou's anger issues had grown out of hand. He snapped at every person who spoke to him, disregarding their words. 

His madness to find your killer even forced him to abandon Starless, the one that mattered to him above all. 

He searched day and night until he found her- the demon that took your life. He could have gone to the police, but no, he wanted to end her with his own hands. 

Even after he succeeded in avenging you, he was not at peace. Your memories, your smile, your words, and your corpse haunted him day and night. 

Kokuyou pushed everyone away from him. She died because of you. The voice told him. You promised to protect her but failed. 

He even distanced himself from the cast members of Starless as the what-if scenarios toyed with his mind. What if you can't protect them? What if they also die? What if they suffer the same fate as her?

Kokuyou slowly backed into a lonely corner. A corner where he didn't have to protect anyone. A corner where he wouldn't have to watch a loved one die ever again. 

Mokuren

Mokuren stood paralyzed, watching you collapse to the ground. As their eyes studied your drained face, a knot began to form in their stomach. 

Falling to their knees, Mokuren bent over to the side and threw up. They held on to their head tightly as everything around them spun. Small patches of black clouded his vision. 

Mokuren got one last glimpse of your contorted face before blacking out. 

They pretended to be fine, but the cast members saw right through them. They knew Moku was bottling his sadness and forcing it into the abyss of their heart. They knew their leader was growing weak. They knew. But they could do nothing. 

Mokuren only danced. They refused to rest, eat, or sleep. Whether at home or Starless, they only danced. 

They ignored their tired muscles, their screaming mind, their blurred vision, their bleeding soles, their aching heart, and only danced.  

They disregarded Qu's words and concerns. Mokuren, please stop. You are hurting yourself. You are poison yourself.

They didn't care. They were willing to drink the poison, even if it lands them in the hospital or even kills them. 

Mokuren said it once, and they will say it again, "Dance is all that I have." 

They once had something more than dance, but they failed to protect it. Now, they are repenting for it. 

Mizuki

Mizuki caught you in his arms and fell to his knees. Not being able to understand the situation, he screamed your name. 

"Yah, wake up! Why the hell are ya not wakin' up!?" He shook your body furiously. Only when red drops landed on his hands did Mizuki realize the situation. 

"W-Why?" The young boy hugged you close to him, not caring that your blood seaped into his clothes. 

Tears stained his horrified face as he rocked back and forth, still holding onto you. 

Mizuki had developed a temper, even worse than the one he had before. He forgot how to smile and only knew how to destroy.

He searched day and night for your murderer, disregarding his health and responsibilities. But in the end, he found her. He found the one responsible. 

He yelled at her, made her cry, and then silenced her permanently. Mizuki sat next to her and stared at her, his mind losing the last bit of innocence it held. 

He tried his hardest to quiet the annoying voice in his head. Again. But it kept coming back. Do it, again. 

Exhausted, he gave in. He decided to jump headfirst into the darkness and joined a gang. 

Your voice, blaming him for your death, had finally died down; instead, a new voice had taken over. More blood. I want more blood. Kill. Kill. KILL.

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