Watching {Vkook}

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Taehyung pov

I woke up in a dark room, my wrists tied to a pole and my ankles tied together. The last thing I remember is arriving at my cottage to realize someone had recently broken in. I heard a loud metal squeal and the light turn on. There was blood everywhere and a deep chuckle filled the room.

"The look on your face is priceless."

The mans deep voice echoed in my room and I swore I recognized it.

"What do you want?"

I spat.

"Don't talk to me like that. I have your boy toy."

"Don't hurt him! Please..."

"Ah. That's better Tae. Now, you shouldn't be here long."

"What about Jungkook..?"

"depends if he's a good listener and if my boy wants to keep him or not."

"B-But the note said-"

"The note doesn't matter anymore. Plans have changed."

I looked down, scared to say anything else. I wanted Jungkook to stay safe.

"We'll keep you here for a few days. Then someone wants to see you."

"What are you gonna do to me?"

The man took in a deep breath, tapping his finger on his chin as if he was thinking.

"We're going to get your father to resign."

"He's not going to do that..."

The mans face twisted to an angry expression.

"And why's that?"

"Because he hates me."

"That can't be true. He'll save you."

The man left, clearly angry about the conversation that just took place. I leaned on the pole my arms were tied to, realizing it would be a long night.

Timeskip

I couldn't sleep very much, there were men coming in and out of the room every couple hours and I couldn't help but wonder who's blood was staining the concrete floor. Was it Jungkooks or was it some poor other person who got tangled up in a mess? A few hours after what I believed would be sunrise the man from earlier walked in. He was on the phone.

"We want you to drop out."

"fuck you! I'm getting this position whether you like it or not."

"I think you'll feel differently pretty soon Mr. Kim."

He put the phone up to my ear.

"say hello."

"uh hi..?"

"Taehyung?"

"dad?"

My father let out a chuckle.

"I suppose they think I'll drop out for you?"

"Fuck you."

"I guess you'll have to find another way out, and whoevers got you will have to step up their game."

"You're such a piece of shit."

"Bye Taehyung. I hope you fucking rot."

Beep

The man took the phone away from my ear, tossing it to the side.

"I guess we'll use you for something else then."