You and I

Chapter Ten

Note: I know I revealed Chae-Ku's name as Jihoon but I'll keep using Chae-Ku to avoid confusion.
Also no real gore or torture. This guy just has a sick fetish...

Taehyung kept his eyes on the road, it had to have been at least two hours he had been driving. He was doing his best not to fall asleep. He shook his head trying to keep his eyes open.
"Pull into that driveway," Chae-Ku said. Taehyung was both relieved and terrified as he pulled into the way. "Don't move. Keep your hands on the steering wheel if you move them I'll bash your head in." He took the keys from the ignition and got out of the car. Taehyung gripped the steering wheel, his stomach was turning all the things he was feeling was enough to make him vomit. He saw Chae-Ku walking around the car and suddenly the car started to lower. Tears filled his eyes. He was slashing his tires so that meant he was never going to let him leave from here.
Chae-Ku opened the driver's door.
"Get out."
Taehyung slowly got out and moved his feet as Chae-Ku pushed him towards the front door. He swallowed hard when the door opened and he stepped into the dark cabin. Chae-Ku turned the light on and it was nothing what Taehyung expected.
He could've sworn he would see blood and guts all over the place with dead corpses hung up as decorations. But it was an ordinary cabin, neat and clean and smelled fresh.
"Sit on the couch."
Taehyung did as he was told. Chae-Ku walked to a closet and pulled out rope and duct tape.
"No please, please." He cried.
"Shh, shh," Chae-Ku ran his hand through Taehyung's hair. "don't cry my angel. I won't hurt you as long as you listen to me." He tied Taehyung's wrists and ankles. He then tilted his chin up. "My god, you're so beautiful. I've been a photographer for years and I haven't met anyone with such angelic features like yours. My angelic muses are the best, I don't get impure thoughts. I know you were married but I'll pretend you're a virgin, your face is innocent enough."
"A-A-Are you going to kill me?"
Chae-Ku wiped his tears. "As long as you don't entice me sexually, I won't have a desire to kill you. My angel muses live the longest until I find a better muse but you..." he held his cheeks. "you're one in a million. I may have to wrap you in plastic and keep you in a freezer to preserve your body."
Taehyung closed his eyes sobbing as Chae-Ku placed duct tape over his mouth. Chae-Ku picked him up and brought him into a room that was dark. He laid him down on the bed.
"Rest well my angel. If you have to go to the bathroom just go and I'll clean you up in the morning. Sleep well." He ran his hand through his hair. He closed the door behind him.
Taehyung did his best trying to calm his nerves but it was hard since Chae-Ku just told him the only way out was death. How long did he have until Chae-Ku got bored with him? Would he really never to get his friends and family again? Would he never get to see Seokjin again? They just made up and wanted to get their lives back to how it used to be. And this happened. This was his fault. Had he never gotten close to Chae-Ku this wouldn't have happened. Maybe this was his punishment for his bad decision making.
He just prayed that Seokjin knew how much he loved him. He wished he could hug his parents and siblings one last time. He wished he could sit with his friends and laugh together one last time. He shut his eyes realizing how much he took for granted.

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Seokjin sat with Namjoon and Jungkook in front of the laptop.
"The last ping was around here." Namjoon said.
"He'll use it again." Seokjin said feeling it in his gut.
"But why Taehyung?" Jungkook asked wiping his eyes.
"It has something to do with Taehyung being a model. He's obsessed with models which is why he works as a photographer." Seokjin turned to the laptop and typed male model murders. They stared at the laptop.
"Three male models went missing back when we were in high school. Their bodies were never recovered. One went missing while Tae was a model and four more went missing from the time he quit until now."
"Were bodies ever found?" Namjoon asked.
"Unfortunately no." Seokjin sighed. "So he targets models then?" Namjoon said crossing his arms.
"Not just any models, he targets baby faced models. Those who look innocent. Look at all these missing models, he knows what he's looking for." He looked back at the screen to see if Chae-Ku used his cell phone.
"Maybe you can work with the police," Namjoon said. "This guy sounds really dangerous. I'm scared of what would happen if you tried to save Taehyung on your own."
Seokjin looked at him. "Imagine if Kookie was in Taehyung's spot. Would you want the police's help or would you want blood?"
Namjoon swallowed hard. "Blood."
Seokjin nodded. "I know it's reckless and both of us could potentially get killed. But if it all boils down to it, I would rather die with him than wait for the cops to find him too late." Tears fell from his eyes and he dropped his head wiping his tears away as he looked back at the screen.
"The soup is done. You need to spend your time eating and sleeping. You need all the strength."
"Thank you Kook-ah." He whispered. "Please stay strong TaeTae, I'm coming."