[RE-EDITING]Follow My Tune - Jimin x Reader

Zoo animal

Then a thought suddenly hit him. Something that he almost had forgot about, but that now seemed a lot more logical than it had done the first time. 

The others had noticed their hyung's lit up expression, curious on what he was thinking of so Namjoon asked.

"Hyung what are you thinking about?"

Yoongi looked at him and scratched the back of his neck and finally said

"I didn't think that it had any bigger importance before, but because of the current situation there might actually mean something." the rest of the guys curiously looked at him as he continued "You see, for a couple of days ago I was walking past Yoosung's room when I was on my way to the bathroom. His door wasn't completely closed, so I happened to overhear a bit of a conversation that he seemed to have with someone on the phone. I didn't catch much because I didn't want to look like I was actually spying on him, but what I did hear though was something like 'everything is going as planned' 'they are exactly where I want them to be'. It all sounded really odd in my ears, but like I said. I didn't think much of it back then."

"So Yoosung is up to something, but isn't him and Jimin like childhood friends or something?" Namjoon asked, still looking a bit confused with Yoongi's answer. 

"Well it does sound suspicious to me." Seokjin said and earned some agreeing nods from the others. 

Suddenly Hoseok got up from his chair, and dashed in the speed of light out of the room with only a "Wait here". The others didn't even have a chance to react, before he was back again, holding a small yellow piece of paper in his hand. 

"This. I found it right outside Yoosung's door yesterday, I guess he most have dropped it there by mistake." he said and put it down on the table for the rest to see. 

Something was scribbled on it. The handwriting was a bit messy, but if you looked really closely you could see something that looked like an street address. 

"An address? Guys maybe we are just imagining things, what if this whole thing is just a big misunderstanding?" 

Yoongi looked at them, and shook his head.

"No, something is definitely up."

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Y/N's POV.

Every step he took, felt like it echoed in inside of your head. Bounced in your ears like a ball on a wall, it was driving you instead.

For the past 10 minutes, you had been standing in the middle of the room still with your arms tied up and nothing but your underwear on your body. The chilly air and the narrow walls, was making you feel like you was trapped inside of a cage. With nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, just being being stared at by the visitors that passed by. Staring into your cage and past the bars, at your shivering body. Feeling like a imprisoned zoo animal. The only difference about this and a zoo, was that the visitor was a weirdo. Staring at you with hungry dull dark eyes, just like a predator does with it's prey. 

"What fun activity shall we do first? I have so many things planned for us my dear." he said in a singing voice with words coated in sweet sweet poison. 

Nothing. You wanted to do nothing with this man, in fact you just wanted to slap him and escape this hellhole. But that seemed to be impossible at the moment. 

"Finally being able to see you and... touch you, it's honestly such a bliss." he continued as he went over to one of the corners of the room, that had a desk and some computer screens hanging above it. "It was so annoying only to be able to see you through this."

He pressed a button, and the screens lit up. To your horror, they all showed you different angles from a place that looked extremely familiar to you. One was from a bathroom, another one was from a kitchen and another one from a bedroom. Great not creepy at all.

As Chulsoo saw the surprised look on your face, the sinister smile on his lips only grew even bigger and darker. 

"Looks familiar does it? I have been keeping an eye on you this whole time, quite entertaining I have to say. Especially some rooms, but I guess you can already figure out which ones I mean." he said and winked at you, which caused shivers to run down your spine. 

The cameras was all showing rooms from the house, the siren house. 

"But I don't understand, the cameras, how?" 

He got up from his chair and came slowly walking back towards you, his hands in his pockets. 

"Well you see, Yoosung sure helped me with a lot. That's why I owe him big. He's such a strong and powerful man, not like that idiot Jimin." 

Jimin. Only by hearing that name, your whole chest began aching. Oh how you wished that he could just burst through that door right now, and beat up this psycho on the spot. Did he know that you were missing, and did he know how much you missed him?

"Don't you dare speak another word about him. He's much more of a man than you and Yoosung together!" you yelled and gave him the most hateful glare that you could ever manage to do. 

His cold laugh ringed in your ears, you didn't want to hear you didn't even want to look at him. So you shut your eyes tight, but in fact that only made things worse. Because once you did that, you could sense how his figure was getting closer to you, until you could feel the fabric of his clothes brush past your hands. 

"If that's what you think, then I may have to prove myself and show you who's the real man here y/n." he whispered and before you knew it, he had grabbed your chin and forced it upwards. 

You just got to open your eyes, as you felt his lips crash into yours without any notice. 

His hands was all over you, as you tried to trash around and getting him off of you. But he was firmly keeping you in place, and not letting your lips separate for even a second. 

Chulsoo was just about to try to force in his tongue in your mouth, when terrible pain suddenly hit you in the stomach. Feeling like someone had just punched you hard, and causing you to lose your breath. 

You began coughing and your sight got blurry with tears. Chulsoo pulled away from you as he noticed your odd behaviour, and at first glared at you with anger from disturbing the moment. 

"You idiot. We sure are begging for a punishment are we?"

But his hard face slightly turned paler when you in the next second fell to the ground onto your knees, letting out a pleading sound for help. The sight before him only got worse, as he saw how the area around your eyes began taking a bluish colour. It was almost like you had gotten a straight hit there, like from a fist. And that wasn't even enough. 

Trashing around on the floor, rolling back and forth you screamed in pain as you tried to avoid whatever the invisible pain that was attacking you was coming from. 

Could this situation be worse than it already was?

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