Reshmi_bts_luciferzip [ 2027 ]

“We sold ourselves, Reshmi,” he’d whispered, the memory sending a shiver down her spine. “All seven of us.”

The sound of leather creaking made her turn. Yoongi entered, his black leather jacket reflecting the neon lights from the city outside. His eyes were cold, tired, and utterly captivating. reshmi_BTS_luciferzip

She saw the scar on his eye, a reminder of a past he didn't like to speak of. She reached out, placing a hand on his arm, nodding. The battle was close, their enemies were surrounding them, but as she stood in the center of the storm with them, she knew they were far more lethal than anything coming for them. If you'd like to continue this story, tell me: should break the tension first? His eyes were cold, tired, and utterly captivating

But standing here now, looking at Yoongi’s intense gaze, she didn't want to run. She wanted to fight with them. The battle was close, their enemies were surrounding

"Generosity is near," Yoongi said, his voice dropping to a dangerous rumble as he hit the glass table, his face tightening with frustration.