"I left you alone for one minute."

You couldn't help but laugh as you entered the kitchen, hands tying an apron around your waist as your e/c eyes took in the sight of the two boys in front of you.

Namjoon's eyes were wide as they snapped towards your figure, his hands stopping as he tried to scoop up the white powder that now covered the floor.

Louis squealed in delight, a cute snort leaving him as he clung to Namjoon's back like some sort of koala.

Flour was all over both of them, covering them from head to toe.

Louis' chestnut curls were now completely white as well as his face. Namjoon was not in a much better condition, his dirty blond locks hidden beneath a thick layer of the white powder.

"We're helping!" Louis laughed.

Namjoon cleared his throat, eyes avoiding yours as he adjusted the toddler that sat on his back.

"I was going to put the flour in the bowl for you..." He paused, glancing around. "It didn't go as planned."

You let out a loud laugh as you shook your head, walking towards the supply closet on the other side of the room.

"I'll sweep up this mess," You started. "You two should go and get cleaned up for dinner."

You grabbed the broom from the closet, walking over to the large, white mess that the two boys had made.

Namjoon slowly nodded his head in agreement, letting out a quiet sigh as he took a few steps forward, lowering Louis from his shoulders.

"I can have one of the maids clean this up-"

You shot him a glare.

He closed his mouth.

"Right." He chuckled. "I'll go shower."

You rolled your eyes at the actions of the dirty blond male, eyes trailing after him as he made his way out of the kitchen, the young boy happily struggling to keep up with the pace of his long legs.

A sense of unwelcome peace overcame you.

You couldn't believe yourself.

In your time on this island, you had made yourself believe that Namjoon was nothing more than a selfish monster-a an who wanted nothing more than to keep you to himself and hurt anyone who had gotten in his way. To you, he was nothing more than a psychopath with homicidal tendencies. Why should you believe anything else?

Your brows furrowed as you began to sweep up the white powder, eyes trained on the bristles that gathered at the end of the wooden pole.

There was a time when you hated him. A time when you would have liked nothing more than to watch him die...to take him out with your own hands...

But now...

Was hating him the right choice? What he was seemed so black and white at the time...now, there was a gray area that you couldn't seem to move past. He kidnapped you and brought you to this island...but he did it to save your life and the people around you....that doesn't change the way he treated you...but it does, in fact, change things...doesn't it?

Your body bent down, sweeping up the flour into the dustpan.

He told you that you were good for him...that you somehow changed him...

But, what did you do? What made you so special?

If you hadn't gone to the club that night, you wouldn't have been put through any of this...You would have saved yourself so much trouble if you had listened to your friend and moved on...

But, why didn't you regret going?

You didn't regret it...not even a little bit.

Sure, you missed your family and friends...but would you go back in time and avoid meeting the people you know now? Absolutely not.

And maybe that made you crazy...maybe you were stupid for wanting a life like that...

You didn't realize how much time you had spent pondering until you felt a presence looming over you from behind, causing you to turn and bump into a broad chest.

Assuming it to just be Namjoon, you let out a chuckle.

"For a mob boss, you certainly are clumsy-"

Your words caught in your throat as you stared down the man in front of you, his platinum blond hair shining beneath the light of the kitchen as he stared down at you with widened eyes, a look of disbelief on his features as his shaky hands raised to brush against the skin of your cheek.

You blinked in utter surprise at Min Yoongi's sudden appearance. You were having trouble understanding how he was even standing in front of you in that moment...

Maybe you really were insane.

He breathed out your name in disbelief as his thumb brushed the apple of your cheek, chest brushing against your own as he moved even closer to you.

You swallowed hard.

This was the moment you had been dreaming of ever since you were forced on that plane....

So, why didn't you feel relieved?

You opened your mouth to speak, but the feeling of his lips pressing against yours had you speechless and frozen in your place.

You could only watch as tears rolled down his cheeks, his eyes closed as his mouth worked against your own in desperate passion.

It was all so surreal...You couldn't believe that any of this was actually happening.

How did he even get here?

You placed your hand on his chest, pushing him back as you forced some distance between the two of you.

His eyes were full on confusion.

"H-How did you get here?" You asked.

His brows furrowed in slight disbelief at your question.

"How did I-" He cut himself off. "I- We haven't seen each other in almost two months. I thought you were dead and that I'd never see you again and when I finally come to save you from the monster that stole you away, instead of greeting me with a smile, you ask me how I got here?"

"Yoongi-"

"We've been looking for you...." He whispered. " We never thought we would see you again...and then Taehyung and Jungkook tell us that you're alive...I was so happy and scared....I didn't know what he was doing to you. I'm sorry I didn't come for you sooner....I should have known that he would do something like this...he's a monster."

You furrowed your brows.

"You didn't answer my question." You deadpanned.

He sighed, running a hand through his undercut.

"It wasn't hard...once we found out where you were, it was only a matter of getting a boat and some scuba gear."

You nodded in understanding, wrapping your arms around yourself as you glanced off to the side.

"Did he hurt you?" He asked, gripping your shoulders as he scanned your face over. "Did he put his filthy hands on you?"

You shook your head...Sure, he was a bit violent at times...but he never actually forced himself on you...not fully and certainly not recently.

"He didn't hurt me." You said. "He cured me from the virus and brought me here to-"

"That doesn't matter now." He stated, grabbing your hand and pulling you with him towards the back door. "What matters is getting you back on our boat and killing him before he can ever lay his hands on you again."

Your brows furrowed.

Killing him?

You pulled away from the blond man, stopping him in his tracks.

"Killing him?" You asked. "You're going to kill Namjoon?"

Yoongi nodded his head, taking a step towards you.

"Of course." He growled. "That monster deserves to die painfully."

You bit your lip, hesitating to respond.

You didn't want Namjoon dead....

Sure, there was a time when you would have loved nothing more than to hurt him the same way he had hurt you...to watch him beg for your mercy as you slowly took his life away.....but the man that you had hated so passionately...the man you would have given anything to kill....You didn't think he existed anymore...

"Now, come on." He grabbed your hand again. "We are leaving now."

"What about Louis?" You called, watching as he opened the back door.

"Namjoon will be suspicious if both of you are gone at the same time." He explained. "It's a sad thing, but the explosion will probably kill him."

Your eyes widened, freezing you in your spot.

Explosion?

"Wh-What are you talking about, Yoongi?" You asked.

The blond let out a heavy sigh, running his hands through his hair.

"I was going to wait until we got back to the boat, but..."He paused. "The others don't know that I came here...we weren't going to leave until tomorrow, but I came alone...I wanted to be the one to end that man....and I knew the sacrifice that has to be made...If Jeon were here, he never would have allowed us to leave without the brat....and taking him would only slow us down..."

Your couldn't believe what he was saying....

"I thought it would be fitting to kill him the way he killed you..."He stated, eyes lighting up with an unfamiliar glint of murderous intent. "I want to watch as his body burns to a crisp. I want him to know the pain that I felt when he stole you from me."

You shook your head.

"B-But Louis..."

Yoongi's eyes softened at your voice, his head tilting as he placed his hands on your shoulders.

"I know that you are fond of him." He cooed, stroking your cheek. "But, I came her for you...I cannot risk loosing you just to save a child....And I promise, when we get home I'll give you another child...one of our own that we can raise to be even better than him."

Your body froze in terror at his words. They were filled with affection as he spoke them, but you didn't feel any love pouring from them only insanity and obsession.

The Yoongi you knew would never consider leaving behind a child...

He would never put you in danger...

What happened to him while you were away?

It seemed as though your supposed death had caused quite an impact on the assassin who once spoke of leaving his life for you.

Min Yoongi was no longer sane....

Min Yoongi was broken and, judging by the look in his eyes,

He was never coming back.

A/N,

I know alot of you guys love Yoongi in this book...Sorry about this one. It hurts me too, trust me.

This book will probably be coming to a close soon, but I am certainly going to enjoy the trip!

I hope you all enjoy yandere Min Yoongi, because that's where this story is heading. I'm sure you are wandering how I could do this to one of the main characters, but you knew that this book was crazy from the get-go. Grief has done awful things to poor Min.

I wanna start turning my books into webtoons. If you think I should, then tell me which book you would like to see as a webtoon and help me find an artist to work with! I think it would be so awesome!

Love you guys!

-Max