Bts - Kidnapped

Hoseok's Room (2) - Excuse Me?

You couldn't decide what to feel at that moment. It seemed to be a mixture between terror, thrill and amazement at the sight of a beautiful, sleeping man.

You couldn't see his face clearly but from what you could see, he had ginger hair that hung down and a strong frame and chest, rising and falling due to his slow breathing. You caught sight of his stunning profile and sharp jawline. You frantically shook your head trying to snap out of the trance you were in. He was handsome though, you couldn't deny it but he is probably the one responsible for your kidnapping; you didn't have time to fall for him.

As you were staring at him falling back into your trance again, you noticed a faint smirk pull on the corner of his mouth. Your eyes widened as he sat upright and your heart pounded, yet again scared that you have been caught trying to escape. But surprisingly all he did was smile softly at you and say "Good morning".

Shocked at his words your face grew red and hot and the only sound you could make was you stuttering. "You're in my room by the way. If you were wondering" he stated, pushing the curtain back and glancing at the view outside and then to you. His eyes slowly closing again and his head tilted slightly, making the sunlight now peaking through the curtain, glisten on his face.

"Why am I here?" you finally managed to force the words out of your throat, eager for the answer. "haha, I'm not going to tell you that." he chuckled and stood up, looking you up and down. His gaze was entrancing. You snapped out of it and suddenly realised that you were in your pyjamas which were not flattering at all. But then thought back to the reason why you were in your pyjamas. Your mother had left you alone at night, and then this happened.

Your eyes pricked with tears at the sudden memory of your mum and the realisation of how she was going to react to her daughter not greeting her when she got back. "Hey, don't cry, okay? it will be fine." The man said rushing over to you, hesitantly grabbing your wrists to comfort you, with a concerned look on his face. "You are obviously going to be staying here for a while. So you're going to have to get used to it, unfortunately."

"Excuse me?" You quickly try to find something else in the room to look at to distract you. You didn't care what it was, even the dark oak wardrobe would help. "Wait." you thought to yourself. Triggering the thought of your clothes. "I don't have any clothes though," you said still focusing on the wardrobe, avoiding eye contact. 

His eyes followed yours and landed on the wardrobe. "Oh yeah, we share a wardrobe." He pointed at the dark wardrobe next to the door. He smiled shyly as if he was scared of your reaction. "What? That doesn't mean that....." You didn't like the idea of this at all; staying with him in a room that only has one bed. But then again, part of you kind of liked the idea of sleeping in the same bed as a handsome man. He seemed okay too, he was concerned after all.  "No need to be rude about it. I'm not that bad." He said with a nervous laugh. "I know that," you mumbled under your breath. Starting to like him a little more.

He let out a sigh and you started to take his looks in a bit more. He was wearing a black polo shirt that was fitted to his body, and tight skinny jeans. You looked up to his face to see a smirk plastered on his face. You gasped quietly and immediately turned around in embarrassment, gulping hard at the situation. A faint laugh was heard from behind you,  followed by the sound of footsteps walking towards the wardrobe. "Do you want some clothes?" He asked. You shook your head; it didn't feel right to put on your kidnapper's clothes. But as you gained trust in him, not to hurt you, you turned around to see him shirtless and in the process of putting his black tank top on. You had a glimpse of his abs making your knees turn weak.

He laughed at your expression and pulled out some boxers. "You might want to turn around...unless you want to see something that may scar you." He said which made you spin around and face the wall, blushing in the process. It was silent for a moment before you heard the shuffling of bed covers. "Safe now." That was your queue to turn around.

You couldn't help but feel slightly dizzy at the beautiful sight in front of you. You let out a sigh, caught up staring at the man's beautiful glowing face under the soft orange evening sun, laying on the bed and his head tilted and resting on his hand. "Come on." He said with a beautiful bright smile patting the spot beside him. He rolled his eyes jokingly and got up and pulled you over to the bed, making you face-plant into the pillow.

A giggle was heard from beside you and a hand ruffled your hair. "Goodnight. I'll introduce you to the boys tomorrow." He said turning over away from you. "There's more of you?" You said with a horrified expression. He must have sensed your discomfort as he said "They are not that bad. You may have to be wary though. You should get some sleep." Your eyes glanced at the door towards the end of the room "The door is locked by the way." his muffled voice only just being heard. And with that, you decided to obey him and turn your body away from him. Whether it was the aftereffect of the chemicals or you attempting to stay up later that evening, your eyes grew heavier by the second, lulling you into a deep sleep.