Out Past Dark (BTSXReader)

Increasing Threats

Your POV:

"We need to talk." Hoseok came bursting into my dorm and rushing over to me just as I put a new shirt on. I was startled and looked at him all wide eyed, wonder what was the matter. "Okay." He licked his lips. "I tried calling Jungkook." Hoseok looked around before making eye contact. "And Yoongi was the one who answered. He's taken Jungkook captive."
"What?" My stomach sank. "How? Why?" Hoseok shook his head in response. "But...no, they can't, they wouldn't." I said with denial. Hoseok put both hands on my shoulders.
"Look, now that Jungkook's gone you're on your own. You got to keep a level head." Hoseok was right, I have to calm down. I took his advice and took a deep breath.
"So what are we going to do?" I ask as my eyes began to puff up. Hoseok looks me straight in the eye and says,
"No Y/N, you don't understand. I can't protect you. The only time I could help you is when you're in my class and after I'm done for the day. You're going to have to figure this out yourself until then."
"But..." my eyes continued to well up.
"Oh Y/N, I'm not going to take buts." He laughs softly as he shakes his head. "I'll take you to my class, but when you leave for your next period, you're on your own." He tries to give me a reassuring smile. "Okay?"
I sniffled a little.
"Okay." I smile back and nod.
"Okay." Hoseok pats my arm before letting me go.

Like he promised, Hoseok brought me to his class. However, when he went to unlock the door it was opened. Hoseok eyes narrowed. Something wasn't right. Hoseok grabbed my hand as we entered the class. Instead of it being empty, we were greeted by Jimin leaning on Hoseok's desk, smiling, with his hands in his pockets.
"Ah Hobi! Why didn't you tell me you were bringing her to me?" He giggles.
"Hoseok?" I look up at Hoseok and my stomach turned. Hoseok kept a stern look on his face, he didn't seem too happy that Jimin was here.
"Just stay close to me, alright." He says as he held my hand tighter, while walking closer to me. "Jimin, I'm going to ask you very politely to leave." He said firmly. Jimin seemed annoyed by this, yet kept his happy expression.
"Hobi, stop messing around and just give her to me already." He said as if this was all a joke.
"Jimin, I'm not giving her to you. Now please leave my classroom." Hoseok said again. Jimin took his hands out from his pockets and crossed his arms as his smile turned downward.
"Why?" He asks with a upset tone.
"The situation's changed, I'm not helping you anymore." Hoseok kept a stern tone. Jimin look at us, amused.
"Is it because of Jungkook?" Jimin smirks. "Did he sway you somehow?" Jimin started to laugh. "Come on Hoseok, surely you're better than that." He smiles, though I could clearly see his irritation.
"Get out of my classroom now." He said the words slowly but firm. But Jimin rolled his eyes.
"Oh come on Hoseok. Your really trying my patience right now." Jimin said annoyed. "Just give me Abigail and I'll go." He said causally, not realizing the name he just said. Hoseok was slightly taken aback by this, giving him a strange look.
"What did you just say?" Hoseok narrowed his eyes. Jimin, clearly peeved, rolled his eyes again.
"Ugh! I said just give her to me and I'll leave." Jimin reiterates.
"But you spoke a different name." Hoseok tells him.
"What? No I didn't. I said Y/N, what else is there to call her?" Jimin was clearly oblivious to the fact that he used Abigail's name instead of mine. Hoseok narrowed his eyes again observing Jimin's actions. Hoseok stepped closer to Jimin and was only inches away.
"Jimin, I won't ask this again, leave or I'll have to escalate the situation."
Jimin took this stepped away, walking towards the door.
"Fine, I'll let her run free a little more." Jimin stopped at the door and looked back with a mischievous smile. "That's more that can be said for little Jungkook hmm?" Both Hoseok and I look back at him. "I'll be in touch." Jimin said to Hoseok before leaving.

Hoseok let go of my hand and stepped away.
"You might want to move out of the way." He said while gesturing for me to head towards the student seating. Once I was out of the way, Hoseok stepped in front of his desk. "RRAAGH!" He proceeded kick his desk over out of anger, causing a loud thud and papers to fall, and making me flinch. Hoseok's hands were tightened into fist as he he huffed angrily. "Ragh!" He kicked his desk again. I stood there silently, watching as Hoseok tries to recollect himself. He reached down to pick his desk up, setting it upright before moving to pick up the papers that had fallen. I walked to the side of his desk and watched. There was now a sizable dent on the wall below the whiteboard. As he gathered the last of his papers, he stood upward and put the stack on his desk, before looking to me with a frown. "I'm sorry, that was...unprofessional of me." He then sighed as he shook his head.
"Hoseok...?" I stood there as my eyes began to well up. "I'm scared." I said shakily. "He...called me..." I look down and wondering. Hoseok turned back and leaned over his desk.
"Yeah." He sighed. "I know." Hoseok turned his head back slightly to say, "Y/N, why don't you go have a seat." He waves his hand in a shooing manner. I sigh before going to my seat. I couldn't help but think about Jungkook, and what was to come once I leave this room.

Yoongi's POV:

"Waky waky Jungkook." I say in a cheerful tone while entering the bare room. Jungkook sat there with his head hung low. His skin was dry and his nails were white. He was decaying. "I have a present for you." I pull out from behind a plastic water bottle filled with blood. Jungkook immediately shot up and tried to struggle out of his bonds. But he was too weak that he quickly gave up, only leaning forward and opening his mouth. His fangs were sticking out and his eyes were red. I've starved him well over a day, which usually wouldn't put someone like us in this state. But my little trick I learned from Jin, plus spilling holy water definitely helped make the starving process go faster.

I poured about 10ml of blood into a small medicine cup. And held it over Jungkook's face. He looked up at the cup like a drug addict, wide eyes, licking his lips, thirsting for just one drop. I tipped the cup over ever so slightly, barely tipping out. Jungkook held out his tongue, and I began to pour the small cup of blood into his mouth. Jungkook closed his eyes and began to saver what little blood remained in his mouth.
"More..." He faintly said. "...please..." He begged. Jungkook's skin began to soften and burn wounds from the holy water were slowly disappearing.
"Sorry Jungkook." I tell him. "But that's not how it's gonna work." I say as pulled up a chair.
"Please...need...more..." Jungkook said as he lowered his head.
"Yes, you do don't you?" I caressed his cheek. "You know, I don't blame you." I tell him.
"For...what....?" He shakily asks.
"When Jin beat us." I clarified. "No one went to stop him. No one."
"The noise...so loud...I...I was...scared."
"I know." I nod. "Everyone was." It then grew silent. Only Jungkook's heavy breathing, and the faint noises of the outside could be heard. I took this opportunity to pour Jungkook a little more blood into the medicine cup, this time only 5ml. Once again, I held the medicine cup over his lips and poured it once his mouth was opened wide enough. He savored it once again, giving a subtle moan of content.
"...thank you..." Jungkook licked his lips.
"Did you know he treated you and Namjoon differently?" I ask, causing Jungkook to shake his head as he hung it low. "It was interesting, because unlike Me, Hoseok, Jimin, or Taehyung, he didn't threaten the two of you, he treated you with respect. Even though Namjoon literally tried to kill Y/N, he still didn't threaten him."
"They're...best...frie-"
"Ssssh..." I put my index finger over his lips. "Stop talking, you need rest." This silenced him. "I want you to only listen to me right now, okay?"
Jungkook subtly nods. "Good." I smile. If I can keep him in this state then I might be able to brainwash him. It may sound cruel, but if it'll help me get what Jimin wants I'll do it. He deserves happiness more than anyone. I can't see him hurt again...I can't.

Jimin's POV:

The hallway was empty, and Soobin and I stood at opposite from each other, leaning against the wall.
"Soobin." I call for his attention. "I want you keep an eye on Y/N again. You don't have to be discreet, in fact I'd prefer if you get on her good side again."
Soobin smirked confidently.
"I think I can do that."
"Need I remind you not to use compulsion." I hissed.
"Heh, don't worry Jimin, I won't, you have my word. She end up in your hands either way."