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In Secret Admirer, Yoongi seemed content to watch Y/N and not really make a move. Could you write something where something makes him snap and he decides to make her his? Love your writing, thank you

A/N: THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD REQUEST I WENT HAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!! I SWEAR YALL ARE SO CREATIVE AND IM JUST A POTATO. I hope you enjoy this!!!!!! It took up almost 4 pages on my doc. Trigger warnings: drugging, kidnapping, murder. Please do not read if you are sensitive to these topics.

Secret Admirer Pt. 2

Word Count: 1395

Yoongi had been content for months, seeing you in the library. However, his happy mood made a 180 when he was put into an intensive summer program for 3 weeks due to his incredible intelligence. Although he loved working with chemicals, the 3 weeks were probably the worst moments in his life in a while. He felt starved, unable to see your beautiful smile and the way your eyes lit up. He had to complete the program in a completely different city, too far to visit you on the weekends.

Today was a great day though, he was finally returning to campus. He couldn’t wait to see you. Maybe you were studying again, maybe you were being the most adorable thing on the planet like usual. His cheeks hurt from smiling so much under his surgical mask. As he made his way into his usual spot in the library, he pulled out his laptop and placed it on the flat surface of the table.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the doors to the library open. Before he had a good chance to admire you, he saw a male accompanying you. He clenched his fists and glared at the male from afar.

“Jimin.” he seethed under the cover of his mask. Looks like he’ll be having plans for tonight. As he was about to plan out his schedule for tonight, he heard Jimin’s hushed voice.

“Hey baby, do you want a get a table upstairs?” You smiled and nodded at Jimin. The two of you were holding hands and as you were rounding the corner, Yoongi saw you share a cold drink.

Yoongi was so close to destroying everything on the floor of the library. This prick thinks it’s okay to take you away from him? Yoongi stopped all motion and then it hit him like a fucking bulldozer.

Were the two of you dating?

During the 3 weeks he was away, you found yourself an s/o?

Yoongi ground his teeth. It was too late now to protect you. He had to take drastic measures. He couldn’t play around anymore. Frustration built up in his body. He was ticked off when he thought about how much that asshole could have stained your innocence. Yoongi held his head in his hands and began to take deep breaths. He needed to think logically, find a way to dispose of your “s/o”, and finally claim you.

Yoongi looked at his watch. It had been almost 2 hours after the two of you arrived at the library. He sighed when his thoughts drifted to all the things you two could be doing upstairs.

He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard footsteps from the staircase. As he looked up, he saw you and Jimin making your way down. You and Yoongi made eye contact and he immediately averted his gaze, staring back to his laptop. He felt his cheeks heat up and he brought his hands up to cover his face.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Jimin! I still have work to finish. I promise I’ll go back to the dorm before 12 am~” Jimin smiled and patted the top of your head.

“You’re such a hard-worker. I’m very proud of you. I hope you do well on your exam. To be honest, I’m not sure if I helped.” Jimin laughed nervously. He shifted his weight side to side and scratched the back of his head. You and Jimin both waved at each other, as Jimin made his way to his last class.

Yoongi felt the pencil in his hand snap when he saw the angelic smile directed to another man. You were completely oblivious, placing all your belongings on the table: your laptop, your half-filled iced tea, and your notebooks.

At 11:00 pm, you got up and headed toward the bathroom. The library was practically empty, except for the librarian who was facing the opposite direction of your section. Yoongi rummaged through his bag, desperately trying to find that ingredient. Yoongi grabbed it and got up, carefully and casually walking to your table and opening the lid of your iced tea. He hand contained a white powder, Gamma-Hydroxybutyric Acid. He put GHB and let the powder fall in. He shook the container and headed back to his table. Yoongi watched you as you returned and worked for an extra hour, noting every time you took a sip of your drink.

You began to pack up your belongings at 11:20 because of a drowsy feeling. You got up and headed toward the exit of the library. Yoongi quickly followed, stuffing his laptop in his bag filled with syringes. The poorly lit campus gave Yoongi the perfect conditions. He watched as you grabbed your head and stumbled while walking.

Yoongi analyzed when you were about to pass out, concluding it should be any minute now. Before you could hit the concrete, Yoongi secured your body. He smiled and headed to the safety of his car. He placed your unconscious body in the passenger seat and searched for your phone. Grabbing your phone in your bag, he placed your finger on the fingerprint scanner and went to your contacts.

He founded that asshole, Park Jimin, with two hearts, in the beginning, and at the end of his contact name. It was too many for Yoongi’s liking and he pettily deleted the hearts. After finishing that important task, he texted Jimin.

“I’m not sure if you’re free but my friend invited me to her house. I’ll send you the address~ You better come!” As Yoongi sent the message, he scrolled up and his face scrunched in disgust. The messages the two of you sent each other were too lovey-dovey. Yoongi quickly placed the phone in his pocket and drove off to his house.

When he parked the car in his garage, he carried your unconscious body upstairs. He checked your phone again and saw a reply from Jimin.

“Okay! I’ll be there in 10 minutes. Where should I meet you?” There was an annoying smiley face plastered at the end of his message. Yoongi tsked. He grabbed your finger again to unlock the phone and quickly replied.

“The door is open. We’re all upstairs watching a movie. Just head straight and go up the stairs. Can’t wait to see you!”

Yoongi placed your body in the comfort of his bedsheets and pulled the blankets over your body. He blasted a movie on his large 24” TV screen in the upstairs living room and prepared for his “guest”. Opening the door to his cluttered office room, he grabbed his solutions and slapped on gloves. He carefully pipetted the liquid into a syringe. He slammed the door to his workroom shut and made his way near the stairs. He hid behind the wall where the stairs ended to the second floor.

Yoongi checked the unlocked phone and saw another message from Jimin.

“I’m here!”

Yoongi’s fingers quickly messaged back.

“Hi hi. Hurry on up. I miss you!” He felt like puking when he hit send. He heard the jiggle of the doorknob turn and saw the shadow of the door block the bright lights that were all lit up.

“Sorry for intruding!~” He heard Jimin shout from the door. Yoongi focused on his breathing as he prepared himself. Yoongi could hear his heartbeat as he heard Jimin’s footsteps make their way up the stairs.

Before Jimin could even make eye-contact with Yoongi, he grabbed Jimin and flipped him around.

Despite his slim appearance, Yoongi easily put Jimin in a headlock. Yoongi’s left hand quickly went for the syringe he placed on his belt. Yoongi pushed down on the thumb press of the syringe, the plunger rod sinking down, injecting his favorite, the 70% concentration of hydrofluoric acid, into Jimin’s neck.

He pushed down until more than 25 mL is put into Jimin’s body. Jimin screamed and shouted from the unbearable pain, unable to break Yoongi’s grasp. Yoongi pulled the needle out of Jimin’s neck, dropping Jimin’s body onto the floor. He watched as Jimin pathetically squirmed on the floor, unable to stop the burning pain that shot through his body. Yoongi’s eyes were bloodshot and began to laugh when he saw the life leave Jimin’s eyes.

Yoongi’s eyes darted to his bedroom door. He slowly opened the door, relieved to find your sleeping figure. He touched your warm cheek and smiled. He took off his surgical mask, finally feeling able to breathe.

He leaned down and kissed you. You were finally his.

#yandere bts #yandere suga #yandere yoongi #bts fanfiction #sequel #bts writing #thank you for this!#it was so much fun to write #Im still working on a Jimin prompt atm!#im so sorry Jimin #;;;

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