BTS Kidnapped!

BTS Kidnapped! Part Sixty-Three by Sandra & Kaelyn

[T/N: KOREAN VOCABULARY LESSON!!! WOOHOO!!!!! Here are the new words we used this chapter!

Nan gwaenchanh-a: 'I'm fine.

Wae: Why? (informal)

Wae-yo: the formal version of 'wae'. Usually used in moments of anger, confusion, and pure disbelief.

Jebal hajima: (heavily imploring version) Please don't.

Aleumdaun haneul, na man barabwa: Look only at me, (my) beautiful sky.]

DISCLAIMER: TRIGGER WARNINGS!!!! Direct depictions of non-con/forced sexual acts. PLEASE!!! DO! NOT! READ! if this will harm or affect you! Once again we tried not to include much graphic detail because shock factor is NOT our thing and never will be, but please consider yourself warned.

A new day dawned and with it, the tension running through the compound was close to the breaking point.

None of the members of BTS said a word as Gregor brought their breakfast supplies along with another guard and pulled Taehyung roughly from the cell. Only Hoseok had reacted to the look of terror that crossed Taehyung's face but Namjoon held him back refusing to let his lover interfere. They all believed that whatever horror he was about to face was no less than what he deserved.

Once Gregor had his prey in the hallway, he decided a small detour was in order to ensure this vile thing before him broke completely. Kim Taehyung was the reason his master's perfect, perfect jewel was hurting. And in Gregor's mind, no one had the right to hurt the angel that was Park Jimin. No one except Master Sven, but soon even that would change. When the time was right, and the world around them burned, Gregor would take Jimin for his very own and show him what it really meant to be adored.

Taehyung immediately noticed that they were going a different direction than their prison cell and for a moment everything in him froze. He was not 'stupid' or 'alien' or 'aloof' as people thought him to be. He had seen the looks the Russian guard had given Jimin and for a moment he wondered just what the man before him would do to keep his brother for himself.

"Cat got your tongue, Kim Taehyung-ssi?" Gregor asked, contempt flowing from his tone like piercing daggers.

Taehyung could only shake his head, his mind wild with new nightmares he might face.

"Master did not say you must return to your room right away. And I know he will be missing his perfect jewel. You do not mind a stop on your way, yes?"

Taehyung was brought up short at what the Russian had said. Was he really going to get Jimin from where ever he was? Would Tae really be allowed to see him? What would they say to one another after everything that had happened? Would they even be able to say anything at all?

Before he knew it Taehyung was stopping in the hallway, watching an unremarkable door open, Park Jimin being led out of the unidentified room by his master's female guard.

"Misha," Gregor growled, his eyes narrowing as he considered the woman before him.

"Gregor," Misha purred, a look of disgust marring her features as she considered Taehyung.

"Master Sven suggested I let his dark angel see his handy work before I take him back to be with the others," Gregor said at the unasked question, the lie flowing smoothly from his mouth.

"I see," Misha said slowly, considering the two before accepting her partner's answer for what it was. "That must be why he has requested Mr. Park's company so abruptly."