Survive |° BTS Gang/mafia AU ° Namjoon/RM x reader|

"So what the fuck is going on" you said groaning as no bits of information were adding up. Nothing was making sense. "No, but wait, what if I was in a coma for a few weeks? Maybe my wounds healed up, or maybe I just sat in a fortunate place during the car crash. You guys weren't there when it happened, so you can not tell me that the car crash didn't exist" You said defensively, trying to create the most logical explanation which was supporting your point of being Taeyong's sister.

"Right, you had photos and all, but I don't know for sure when you took them. Maybe it was 5 years ago, maybe 4, you guys are just trying to fool me into believing that you're the good ones." You blurted out, dismissing their proof.

"Maybe we were good friends, and then before I lost my memory, we fought. And now, given the awfully perfect circumstances of me not knowing about my past, you decided to fool me just to use me as a bridge to bring Taeyong down. You're making Taeyong seem like villain" You added finalizing your monologue, staring at them waiting for their reaction.

Everyone stood silently until Yoongi bursted out laughing. He took a few breaths calming down but still spoke with a smirk. "It's true, using you would be quite beneficial to us but the last time I saw you, you were happily skimping to our bakery thanking everyone a trillion times for the job offer that you got" Yoongi said "You know, sometimes your intellect is as powerful as your fighting skills" Yoongi added sarcastically

You rolled your eyes at him "I'll fucking kill you one day" you said almost sarcastically matching Yoongi's energy. The boy was pulling your strings pretty well at inking you.

"You won't" Jungkook said dimly his stance resembling a protective bear who would be ready to protect his hyung anytime. It was almost as if his behavior switched to a serious one after you put the words "kill" and the name of Jungkook's hyung together as an instant trigger.

You didn't reply to Jungkook's words simply choosing to be silent about them almost ignoring the topic and preventing it from escalating and progressing further.

"So what are you gonna do with me now? I'm not outing my brother" A sudden question popped out in your mind like that and you said it almost getting tired of sitting on the goddamn chair not seeing any purpose of this weird half-interrogative conversation. You were almost ready to die if it meant not sitting there for days, weeks, months, hell even years.

"Torture it is" Yoongi shrugged his shoulders as his mood almost doubled and he even smiled a bit giving you a casual half smile as if he was discussing his plans for the evening with his coworkers and not talking about a full-of-gore act.

"Only of it's necessary" Namjoon interjected immediately after Yoongi as if trying to prove to a ghost in the room that he's not a bad person which almost seemed too comical.

"What are you? Trying to save your face or what?" You furrowed your eyebrows smirking at Namjoon feeling confused over his reply. He doesn't have to prove anyone anything, so why is he acting like he's a good character in this whole ordeal, you thought.

It was time for Namjoon to roll his eyes "Oh aren't we a smartass, Miss Right?" He replied sarcastically. "Just for your information, I'm going easy on you just because I hold memories of your past self which belong to my family folder in my brain storage" Namjoon said as he fixated his gaze on you saying the words like he meant each and every of them despite his sarcastic way of putting them like that, using strange synonyms for you to get the message.

Your old self that you lack the understanding of was rooted in Bangtan quite deeply. You didn't know how it happened but you realized that they were actually trying their best not to hurt you despite you trying to kill them at any chance you had.

They would probably have killed you long ago if it hadn't been for the memories that the eight of you had created before. They wanted to restore the connection that you lacked the understanding of. But were you really ready to trust them and not your brother?

"And so what if I tell you everything you want to know? Will you let me join you?" You asked trying to play around them using their memories against them. If spilling some information meant you would be released and would have another opportunity to kill Namjoon, then so be it, you thought. What gang could function even with the most of information without its leader?

But unfortunately for you, Yoongi saw right through your ingenuity. "Dare to lie and I'll chop your head off as soon as I get a yes from Namjoon" He said looking at you with a scrutinizing gaze assessing your body language.

"Is it possible?" You asked glancing at Namjoon wanting to see how much he was ready to kill you.

Namjoon met your gaze pondering a bit as his demeanor was as calm and collected as always. "I mean.. it is possible" He said in a relaxed manner "But I hope it won't get to that" He said flatly making you realize that you weren't exactly on the safe side with unlimited chances.

"Okay and what if I, let's say, trust you? It isn't exactly easy for me, you know? I don't know which side to believe now" you shrugged being truthful on this part carefully observing their reactions.

Namjoon shrugged "If you prove it, then I guess we could make it easier for you" He said glancing at you not exactly revealing what would happen after.

"Great" you said flatly, almost sarcastically at the little to no information that you got from this conversation.

"So is there any chance of getting back to the relationship that we had before?" You asked looking at them with a hint of curiosity as you uncomfortably switched your weight on the chair that was killing you.

"If it's gonna be a genuine try then that's possible" Namjoon said looking at you and trying to read your face with the same light demeanor as if he had everything figured out.

You didn't answer as you processed everything that you learned today. Your brain was boiling with the overwhelming amount of information as you tried to make logical reasonings for both teams. Red team Taeyong and blue team Namjoon. Who was the good guy saying the truth and who was the bad guy lying to you?

It seemed that the biggest amount of visual proof belonged to the blue team. But again. You didn't know when these pictures were taken and if Taeyong was ever friends with Namjoon. The truth was that you were scared of trusting Namjoon completely. He was a stranger to you and you didn't know him, his character, his style of mind games.

It seemed like you wanted to make the right decision. But the sense of right and wrong was heavily blurred. Taeyong had no proof, but he was there with you since the start while Namjoon's reasoning seemed too sweet to be true with all these cute group photos.

Namjoon seemed like a sweet lie, too good to be true as you weren't accustomed to such warm connections between people who made cherished memories.

As you still were silently processing everything, your mind still recalling old the photos, you looked at them again, asking an unrelated question.
"What was it like before?" You asked, your tone lacking the usual prejudice and guard only filled with unusual genuineness and interest.