Who Are You Playing With? | MYG & JH

Chapter 32: Don't Get Burnt

Ryujin POV

Squeezing my already shut eyes closed tighter, I can feel the onset of what'll be a nasty headache as I begin to regain consciousness. Rolling my head from side to side as I leave it hanging low, I slowly force my eyes open as I pick my head up to look around me.

Acknowledging my unknown surroundings, I smirk whilst looking around. I'm chained up to a large metal chair, maybe half a meter away from a table that's got tons of torture tools on it. Glancing at the rest of the room, it's completely void of anything else. It's all concrete flooring and plain concrete walls. Though, I certainly don't miss the cameras that are located in each upper corner of the room.

My head snaps towards the door though, upon hearing it open. Watching it carefully, I watch as Jeongin enters the room with a smirk on his lips.

"Glad to see you're finally awake, sweetheart." He greets, still smirking as he walks over to me and kneels down in front of me.

"Don't complain that you're still in hell when you continue to dance with the devil, Jeongin. You don't know what you've gotten yourself and the others into." I tell him with a smirk whilst I watch his face twist up in confusion.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Have you missed the fact that you're the one tied up here, sweetheart? Besides, who said that any of the others were here?" He asks, his cocky ass smirk returning to his face.

"You really should learn to listen to your hyungs and take a hint every once in a while. Hyunjin couldn't get rid of me when I was in his own home, Jeongin. Jisung didn't even have the slightest clue as to what I was capable of whilst working for him. And to top it all off, you idiots decided to fuck with my family again. Changbin already dug his own grave, and after the stunt you pulled back at the house? It would seem that you want yours just as deep and right next to his. I'm no idiot, Jeongin. I know your hyungs are all watching all of this from another room through the cameras you have hooked up in here." I inform him.

He finally snaps as he smacks me across the face. I can already taste the metallic flavor of blood in my mouth, but I just smirk. Instead, I spit it out at him as it lands on his face causing him to squeal in disgust.

"You don't know what you're dealing with, Jeongin." I tell him with a chuckle as he hurriedly wipes the disgusting mixture of blood and saliva off his face before glaring at me.

This time, I end up getting punched in the gut. As he glares at me, he's panting angrily whilst glaring. I keep the smirk on the entire time though.

"It would seem you need to be taught a bit of a lesson before we start having some fun, sweetheart. A shame considering we already put a few marks on your skin before you even got here from that fight you had to put up." He says as he walks to the table.

I watch him as he picks up a whip and I can't help but roll my eyes. Seriously? Another fucking whip? Do these people have no creativity or imagination?

Yoongi POV

The moment we reach the safehouse that the boys and I had decided upon, I begin pacing. I don't bother sitting down or going to bed like the girls do. The boys all take a seat in the living area while I'm busy walking around, trying to wrap my head around the fact that Ryujin's been taken.

"Hyung, pacing around isn't going to help anything." Jungkook says with a sigh, looking up at me.

"I don't fucking blame him." Hoseok mutters quietly under his breath, not bothering to look up from his lap with his arms crossed over his chest.

"We need to fucking find her. We need to find them and get her the hell out of there." I finally speak up, ruffling my hands through my hair.

"But how? We have no idea how the hell to find them and we have no way of tracking them right now, Yoongi." Jimin questions with a frown.

"Hyung, I think you need to just sit down and calm down. I understand we're all tired and stressed out and in pain, but that's not going to help anything right now. Besides, I think we're all underestimating Ryujin right now." Namjoon says with a sigh, looking up at me. I frown in response.

"What do you mean we're underestimating her?" I question, my eyes not leaving him for a second.

"Ryujin's a lot stronger than what anyone would suspect of her since she's a female. It's part of why her father raised her to be as strong as she is. Because he knew she'd be thought of as weak since she's a girl. You saw how she reacted when you all first found out who she really was. When you took her to the torture room and let Hoseok and Jungkook do their jobs. You saw how she handled the mission of getting Jimin out of Hyunjin's house and getting the girls out of the mansion before it was completely blown to smithereens.

"Ryujin isn't weak. And not only that, but this is the gang that killed Taehyung. The one that she's been keeping an eye out for, for years now. She's wanted revenge on them and the guy that killed her brother, and look where she's sitting right now." Namjoon explains.

"Yeah, she's fucking probably unconscious and tied up like fucking raw meat in a slaughterhouse right now. That's a hell of a fucking position to be in, Namjoon." Hoseok snaps, glaring at the younger man.

"She got out of the chains you and Jungkook put her in, didn't she?" He challenges, shutting Hoseok up but not calming the glare.

"Guys, she's been searching and hunting for this gang since she was fucking seven years old. She was trained and ready for a position like what she's in right now since she was eight. Not only is she trained for being stuck as a prisoner like she is right now, but she was taken by the gang that she's wanted dead for over ten years now. Jeongin and them think they have her caught and have her defeated. She's got them exactly where she wants them right now. Thinking she's weak and has no chance of being able to free herself." Namjoon continues, a hint of a smirk tugging at both his and my lips at this.

"What exactly are you saying, Namjoon?" Jin questions with a sigh. Namjoon looks over to me with a full blown smirk.

"I'm saying she knew this would happen. And that we need to stay out of her fucking way before we become a casualty in putting an end to their gang."