Panstagram <> Vkook

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(Jungkook's P.O.V)

I woke up to complete darknes, around me I heard the faint of dripping of water droplets onto a cold floor.

I went to speak and my voice was muffled, licking my mouth I realized a towel was over my mouth, preventing me from even breathing properly barely.

"Hmmm!" I tried to yell, but nothing came out but a muffled silent plea.

I stopped for a second to try to analyze my surroundings. It felt cold, I felt a cold breeze on my face from what I was hoping was an air conditioner.

I attempted to move my hands and legs only to realize my wrists were tied together, along with my ankles.

Memories from last night hazily came back into my aching head.

Suddenly I heard footsteps, I froze in my spot like a deer caught in headlights.

"Ah, your awake." The all to familiar, sweet voice spoke out.

"H-Hoseok what's going on?" I asked as I heard him getting closer.

"Why, I'm taking what's mine bunny." The way the word bunny sounded coming out of his mouth made me sick, only Taehyung can call me that.

"Don't call me your bunny," I spat, finally realizing the situation I'm in.

He's fucking holding me hostage.

Suddenly a rough hand grabbed my face, "Just because we're friends, does not mean I won't hurt that pretty little body of yours more then I need to, bunny."

A sudden pain came across my face after he finished his sentences.

He slapped me...

I whimpered as the after pain found its way to my face.

Then my blindfold was ripped off harshly.

The light hit my eyes, making me blink a couple times before they adjusted. I looked around.

"Where am I?"

"In my buddy's basement." He replied casually.

"Hoseok please let me go." I asked, trying to keep my cool but I was terrified and on the edge of crying.

"Jungkook I've waited years to have you as my own, and now your finally me." He said in a sickening tone.

That was my breaking point.

I burst out crying.

"Taehyung!" I cried out, wanting nothing more then to be in his arms right now, safe and sound.

"Taehyung can't save you now, Jungkook. Might as well call it over." Hoseok said darkly.

"N-No, P-P-Please I want to go home...." I cried out loudly, choking on my sobs. "Taehyung will find me! He will notice when I don't text him to pick me up." I said outloud.

Then Hoseok held something up, something I recognized as my phone.

And he was in it, on Taehyung and i's text messages.

"Hey Tae! I'm spending another two nights at Hoseok's, I'll text you when I need pickup." He read allowed as he typed, then the sound of the text sending echoed through the air.

"He's my boyfriend! Not you! You can't do this to me! This is fucked—" my sentence was cut off when his lips smashed onto mine, making me squeal out of surprise.

"Such foul complaints shall not come out of your pretty lips" I nearly threw up as he launched himself on me once more, I could do nothing but keep my lips in a straight line.

"Open your fucking mouth." He growled.

"No." I replied. There's no way I would let him do this to me.

Suddenly I was pinned to the ground, fear rushing through my body as I wailed and screamed.

"Shut up!" He covered my mouth as tears once more streamed down my face

I felt a needle go into my arm and then everything went black, the last thought in my mind being Taehyung...help me.