𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑯𝑨𝑳 ➸ k.th

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as you followed eun jin into the house, you saw another boy that looked around taehyung and jungkook's age. he had full lips and looked shorter than the two. he walked over to the couch, swirling a glass of wine. he walked straight past you, as if you weren't there or as if having a female hostage was normal to him.

but as he walked by, you couldn't help but notice a detail about him. he had a dragon tattoo on his neck. yes, dragon tattoos were very common, and you would've brushed this off if they were your average people but, that's when you remembered taehyung had the same dragon tattoo on his arm. this was a wake up call. they really were apart of the most dangerous gang in korea, and you were lucky you were even spared.

in the back of your head, the possibility that this was all a big joke or a test or social experiment floated around, but the dragon tattoo reminded you that this was reality.

"welcome back home, jimin." eun jin bowed. something about that name seemed familiar, you just couldn't wrap your finger around it. you weren't sure if you heard it somewhere else or if namjoon told you about a jimin before, but you recognized that name.

jimin grinned at eun jin, then turned to you. "jungkook is this your bitch?" he yelled into the other room. "or is this taehyung's next arts and crafts project?" the boy giggled.

you and eun jin didn't know if this was the cue for the two of you to leave, but before you knew it, you froze up. taehyung and jungkook walked in the living room, emerging out from the kitchen. jungkook then smirked, and turned his head to taehyung. "we got it wrong, thought this was namjoon's girlfriend but this is his childhood best friend. it'll be okay, no matter what happens it'll hurt the same way."  taehyung said, annoyed.

"no way." jimin looked at you with wide eyes and a smile, one that resembled the cheshire cat's grin. "the one he always talked about? from seoul? y/n was it?"

"it's her, she looks exactly like how joon described her. pretty face.." jungkook walked around you in a circle, looking at every inch. "..silky hair, slim waist."

"for fucks sake jungkook, will you stop being fucking horny for every girl you see?" the boy with pink hair yelled. "eun jin, just take her upstairs."

as you walked up the stairs and went down the hall, you couldn't help but listen to their conversation. "my bad- taehyung is she your bitch?" jimin laughed. you closed the door behind you before plopping down on the pink bed.

then, you heard a tap on the window.

at first you ignored it, thinking it was probably something the boys were doing downstairs, but then you heard it again. you sat up to meet eyes with namjoon, who was outside your window. as it sank in, your eyes began to fill with tears. he came for you, he came to get you.

you struggled to open the window, due to your vision becoming blurry from the tears. "namjoon, you came to save me? how'd you know i was here?" you cried into his chest as you held him tight.

"i'm- i'm sorry y/n. i got myself into some deep shit and i dragged you into it, i should've told you about everything but i couldn't." he told you, running out of breath in between every couple of words. "i thought they would've offed you by now." before anything else could be said, you heard one of the boys from the hallway.

"y/n!" a deeper voice said. you two panicked as you heard footsteps coming closer and closer. you swiftly shut the window and watched as namjoon jumped down from where he was standing, to some place in the woods.

"not even a goodbye or last look?" you thought to yourself. before namjoon disappeared in the woods, the door opened. you turned to see taehyung standing there.

he closed the door behind him and took a deep breath, putting all his balance onto the closed door. "you can sit down if you want." he said. you walked over to the bed and sat at the edge. "i've been thinking. i can't fucking do this." he looked at you. "i can't hurt you or kill you or whatever the fuck you think i'm gonna do, i can't. she wouldn't want me to. you're innocent." she? who was 'she'?

"when she was here, i'd brush off the shit she said like dust, but now that she's- i just can't. but i can't let you leave." he said, finally looking up and looking at you dead in the eyes. "you know too much, where the house is, that i'm a murderer. you can't leave." tears started to fill your eyes as you realized you were never going to see your mom again, you'd never get to tell her you loved her one last time. you wouldn't get to walk the stage for graduation and you wouldn't be able to pursue your dreams. you were stuck there.

the words taehyung were spitting out quickly became nonsense to you. you zoned out, not paying attention to him. you began to think, why didn't namjoon take you with him? he left without any sort of hesitation, if he loved you so much, why didn't he stop you from shutting the window and take you? he made it seem like he cared, but not like he cared enough. he made it seem like he cared just because he knew you, not because you were his childhood best friend or his first love.

you quickly snapped back into reality. "we'll figure something out, all we know for sure is that if you try to leave, that's when we have to kill you." he told you. he handed you clothes to sleep in to change into before leaving the room, which was now yours until further notice apparently.

you couldn't believe what was happening. everything you've found out in a single day being surrounded with these mysterious men was overwhelming you. you took off the pretty dress from today, and slipped into the oversized t-shirt taehyung gave you. you assumed that shirt was his, considering it smelled like him. the shorts he left for you however, were a females. the shorts were a little small on you. they didn't pass your hands and were tight on you, it felt like you got shorts a size or two too small.

those shorts were the least of your problems however. you slipped under the covers of the bed, and wept. if namjoon had the ability to leave without returning for you now, he probably would leave you for dead in the future.

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time passed since you were first brought to their mansion. the boys were still lost on what to do with you, and it's been at least three weeks since the day namjoon came to save- no, see you. your heart still broke everytime you thought about what could possibly happen in the future, but everytime those thoughts wandered by in your head, it started hurting you a little less each time. as if you were becoming numb to the fact.

at least everyone became used to you being there, but the tension was still floating around. you had your guard up around them, and they never knew what type of shit you could pull at any second.

you were grateful they let you eat, at least. it's probably a good time to mention you were grateful for taehyung's kindness towards you as well.

every time he asked if you had eaten he'd say it with the tone of regret in his voice. one day, he even asked if you wanted to join them at the dinner table. of course, you were too afraid to say no. that day, you sat there quietly while the three acted like brothers. they all seemed innocent, and not like 3 gang members.

jungkook and jimin didn't pay attention to you as much as taehyung did, it seemed as if they accepted the fact you had to stay with them and just kept going with their lives. as if you were never there. but, as the days went on, you found comfort in taehyung. you thought eun jin was the only person in the house you could talk to without any discomfort, but soon enough taehyung's care for you slowly changed that.