hostage (jjk+kth)

Chapter Fifty Three

"Oh you like that don't you?" EunHo asked, smirking. No I don't! Please get away from me!

Yet another phone call and EunHo still ignored it. He removed his face from me and stood up. He pulled his pants down, releasing his disgusting hard monster and kneeling down again.

"Suck it." He ordered. I whispered as I sat up, closing my legs. "P-Please," I began. EunHo's face fixed into a glare. "I said suck it." He demanded. I groaned internally and tiredly grabbed his length in my hands, bringing my lips up to it.

"Did I say you could put your legs back together?" He asked. I looked up at him. "Spread them," He said. Reluctantly, I spread my legs again and almost began sucking his dick, but the door barged open.

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A man walked into the room with a nervous look on his face.

"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you, but-"

"What!? Can't you see I'm busy!?" EunHo shouted. "Sir, you have visitors from the Tr-"

"Send then away."

"It's the leader of the Trijudong gang and one of his men."

EunHo stood upright and pulled his jeans up hurriedly. "Send them to my office and tell them I am coming." He said. "Wait, wait!" I exclaimed thoughtlessly. The leader of the Trijudong gang. "You mean Jungkook?" I asked. EunHo sneered. "Shut up," He said, and he walked out of the room with the other man.

That was when a leak of hope sprung into my heart.

I tried to sleep a little, having nothing to be able to treat my back. I couldn't sleep though, couldn't even rest. Was Jungkook really there? Of course he is, idiot. Why would someone come in to lie to their fucking leader? I told myself. I had many reasons I would trick him to get out of here- number one reason being he fucking raped me three times a day- but not his men.

I dwelled in my thoughts for what felt like forever, wondering if Jungkook really was there and if he would finally get me out, until I heard three gunshots right outside my door. That's when I felt the hope disappear. Whoever was outside the cell just got shot and I hoped with everything in my soul that it wasn't Jungo-

The door busted open and in walked two familiar faces. Jimin and Hoseok. "Taehyung?" Jimin called quietly. I lifted my head up. "J-Jimin?"

"Come on, we're here to rescue you, but we have to leave quickly," Hoseok said. I blinked. "Where is Jungkook?" I asked. "I want to see Jungkook."

"He's stalling for us. Giving us more time," Jimin said. "We need to go."

"N-No clothes."

Jimin took off his jacket and held it out for me. "You're going to have to come get it, Tae. I can't risk the cameras seeing me." I stood up, holding the blanket tightly, and walked to him. He wrapped the jacket around me delicately. The Tiger Gang had been starving me and I was so fucking hungry. I was smaller than the last time I was with Jimin. Or anyone I actually cared about, for that matter.

"Let's go. There are more clothes in the car you can wear once we get there. For now, let's just focus on getting out of here." I nodded, zipping up the jacket. It was so big on me it went half way down my thighs. I dropped the blanket and followed Jimin and Hoseok out the door, joined by Yoongi outside.

"How's it been?" Yoongi asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Looks like they gave you five star treatment."

I hummed in response, trying to stay calm, and followed them all down three flights of stairs quickly. Soon we were outside the gang and heading to a car. "Wh-where is Jungkook?" I asked again. Jimin looked at me. "He's still stalling. He should be out in ten minutes. If he doesn't make it in this car, the plan was that he would come back in one of their cars."

"But he's going to make it?"

"Yeah, he should," Jimin said. I felt nervous at the fact that Jungkook was still in there. What if he doesn't make it either way? We got in the car and Jimin handed me a sack from the backseat with clothes in it. "Here," He said. "Jungkook said you might need these." Yoongi sat in the driver's seat, setting his timer for ten minutes.

I hoped- prayed that Jungkook would get out of there safely. Jimin and Hoseok faced their windows so I could change. To be honest, I was a bit nervous changing in the presence of others, but I didn't want to be stuck wearing nothing but a jacket, so I reluctantly pulled in a pair of pants and began changing.

Once I was wearing the warm clothes, I handed Jimin's jacket back. "Thanks," He said, putting it in the sack and tossing it in the trunk. He reached over the driver's seat and grabbed another jacket. He held it out to me. I stared at it.

"Take it," Jimin said. "He said it would comfort you."

It was Jungkook's jacket. I wanted to cry. I hoped he would be back soon enough to get his jacket. Yoongi turned around. "Three more minutes. Get comfy." He said. I took the jacket from Jimin and put it on. "Go up front," Hoseok said. "You can mess with air conditioning better up there and plus, you deserve the front seat."

I frowned. "What's so special abou-"

"Never question the privilege of sitting in the front seat." Hoseok said solemnly, shaking his head slowly. I smiled and climbed up to the front. Yoongi showed me the timer. "Just because this is almost out," He said. "Doesn't mean that he isn't going to make it. We couldn't give him too much time, so I want you to know that we didn't think he would make it in this car anyway. Okay?"

I nodded. Is that supposed to make me feel better? I thought. I haven't seen him in a week but that felt like ten forevers. The fact that he went in so that I could come out and he's still unseen... I shivered. I looked at Yoongi's timer. Ten seconds.

I looked at the doors where Jungkook would hopefully come out.

Nine.

Still no sign of him. It was okay though, there were still eight seconds.

Seven.

Starting to get more worried. I knew there was another way out that was more probable for him to get away with.

Six.

I had that gut feeling in the pit of my stomach. I felt that something bad was going to happen.

Five.

Whether that bad thing would happen to him or us in the car, I honestly didn't care. I wanted him to be with me when it happened.

Four.

Come on Kooks, hurry up. He was still nowhere to be seen. He only had three seconds.

Three.

Tears rose to my eyes. What if he wasn't going to make it out of the factory in enough time for the next car?

Two.

He should have been able to get out by then. What if the leader found out about their plan?

One.

No sight of him. The timer rang. Yoongi slammed on the pedal. And the factory slowly disappeared from view as we left without Jungkook.

Thanks again for 10k reads- I'll double update today.

(Except I'll update again later bc I'm at work oops🤪)