╻he's not a number but you can count on him╹
❀ jaeyong
❀ chogiwanese
━┅ ✎ this is made out of pure entertainment and a hundred percent FICTION. the characters portrayed in the book DOES NOT depict on what the idols truly are.
━┅ ✎ lo...
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"is he not going to wake up?"
"what if we killed him along the way?"
"that's impossible, we didn't hurt him yet."
"restriction of airflow is a thing."
"then, we make a run for it."
squeezing his eyes, taeyong chanted out dozens of curse words at how many times he had to pass out for the night. it's a surprise to see him still alive by now. though, he didn't wish for that to happen. he still has to step foot in that dream school of his, wants to graduate with flying colors and make his mother proud, and have triplets with— it's funny how he still has the audacity to think about him when they just fought.
and not to mention, he is in grave danger right now.
groaning in pain, taeyong felt his wrists being tied up along with his ankles at the legs of the chair he is seated in. it made him quickly raise his head up but couldn't see anything as he was being blindfolded. ❝what?❞
where was he? all he could hear was whispers and footsteps nearing towards him.
he couldn't move and all he could do was shout, which he did. ❝who's there!?❞
not an answer, but a pitchy laugh responded to him. it didn't take long until the black cloth wrapped around his head was taken away. taeyong had to wait for seconds before he could adjust to the light— or to the darkness he is being surrounded with.
❝great, just fucking great.❞ he uttered out after scanning the room he is in.
he still has his mother to think about, his unfixed argument argument with jaehyun, and an apology from yuta for keeping this condition of his a secret. but then, this just had to add up to his problems that's a handful enough.
yuta's obsessed fans.
not like this is his first time handling them, it's just his first time being kidnapped and tied up to a chair. this is getting out of control already. of course he was scared, but he already had it. he was more on looking bored than being frightened by the girls that are surrounding him with bats on their grips.
he even had the courage to ask casually. ❝are you guys not going to let go of me?❞
taeyong is tired, and he has no strength nor care left to go up against them. the fact that their faces were so familiar, too. he has seen them around everywhere, even caught a short glance of them when he arrived at the jung's residence on his first day. fortunately for him, he caught up to it and looked away before the camera could point on his face. it wasn't being mentioned, but these girls were even the ones who ruined his friendly date with yuta after months of them not seeing each other.
