"Take a deep breath and relax," he muttered as y/n struggled against the ducktape wrapped around their legs and arms. The tight tape pressing in to the skin to the point it began to bruise.
They spat.
"Fuck off if I'm giving up on getting out you wanker*, get me out of ahmmm-" they struggled again, rope gagging their mouth as it wrapped tightly round their head.
"My sweet flower, all this thrashing and pulling will bruise that pretty body of yours, you'll put your price down," his hand caressed y/ns face roughly, pinching at their cheek.
Eyes wide and full of rage, y/n thrashed harder, pulling and ripping at the tape around their hands.
A ref curtain was pulled at either end, their capture placing a mask over their face with a smile and shedding the big dirtied trench coat revealing a bow tie suit, "Stay put my little flower, or I'll shoot you," a hand gun pressed to the side of their head, the thrashing stopped.
"Welcoming The Raven and his new prize," the room erupted in applaud.
Y/n was up for auction, and they couldn't do anything about it.
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Auction (Bts X Reader)
FanfictionHad it not been for a fun night out and false advertisement, y/n would have never been in this situation to begin with.
