Like the sand of a desert you felt your skin crusting, in need of some water that your mouth seemed unable to produce. Your tongue was left dry as your mind had stopped functioning out of fear for something you weren't really sure what it was.
The more you looked in Jimin's eyes, the more you felt uncertain. It was hard to pinpoint on the surface of his face anything that was different from his usual look but the oxygen around you felt different. Enough to make you feel like a pray in front of a hunter that's dominant enough to make your blood feel frozen inside your veins.
The corner of his lips tagged further upwards before he brought his now free hands to trace around your neck and for some strange reason,you weren't able to move away. Stuck in between those eyes of his that seemed like portals for the underworld.
"There's something about you my flower." He whispered as he left his other hand to reach towards your hair, where he left his finger to get hold of your tie and pulled it away, in order to free your hair.
You felt the weight of your hair falling upon your shoulders, the fresh air that the movement created, bringing you a bit back to reality as you soon took in a sharp breath and instinctively reached to his hand that was wrapped around your neck softly.
You took hold of it and tried to prey it away but he used his strength to keep it stable, his smile growing more at the witnessing of your action.
"You can smell it, can't you?" Jimin questioned and you couldn't help but give him a confused look, honestly not understanding why was he behaving like this all of a sudden.
Where was the fun of bringing that character to life all of a sudden to this masterful degree? What was the point on acting that role and filling you with this awful feeling of terror inside you? Despite the fact that you knew well that this characters was just a role he played in a movie and was not real, he just was too good of an actor. He was too good at making this serial killer look alive. Enough to make you feel like your life was really being put in danger.
"...I have never met someone that was intuitively aware of the change so quickly... it's intriguing" He added as he willingly took his hand away from your neck, making you feel as if the claws of a monster had just let go of you.
You couldn't help but stare at him for a bit,aware of your breathing that was uneven to a point that made you think of yourself as stupid. There was no reason for you to be this alert and terrified after all.
"I-I don't understand what you are talking about... anyway...em...I will call Mr SeokJin and see where is he at." You managed to utter some words and play it cool, thinking that if you were to showcase your fear he would most likely laugh at you, for falling for his play.
You stepped away from him and took hold of his phone, only to find it locked and since you didn't know his password, you turned towards him again, showing his screen towards him.
"Oh my flower, what makes you think I know the password?" He smiled as he placed his hands back on the floor in order to support himself upwards a bit as he was attempting to get up from that floor, but his legs that were still tied up to the leg of the bed, brought that attempt of his to a fail.
"It's your phone. If you don't know it, then who does." You argued as you approached him again and squatted down at his level.
"It's my phone? "
"Yes, can't you see?" You displayed the device before his face, finding it weird that he was not recognizing his own phone.
"Well if you say so." He took it from your hold and proceeded to unlock it with his finger scan, instead of putting the password that it required, then he handed it back to you with a smile on his face that had you glance at him in suspicion for a moment.
Nonetheless you took the device and found the number you were looking for,soon pressing call am waiting on the line, till SeokJin's voice echoed on the other end.
"Getting in the elevator. Be right there."His voice reached your ears making you feel relieved that he was almost there, since you also had to return to your work. To not mention the atmosphere among Jimin and you that was something you were willing to escape from at the moment.
"He is coming."You informed Jimin as you hanged up the call and seemed unbothered by your words.
"Can I have my phone back?" He reached out his hand and you didn't thought much about it as it was his phone,so you extended your hand to give it to him, but instead you found yourself being pulled on the floor. Him swiftly and quickly managing to slam your body on the floor and position himself above you.
You had reacted instinctively in an attempt to free yourself,your hands placed on his check, pushing him away but he didn't seem to move not even an inch.
"What the hell are you doing?! What's wrong with you! Let go!" You yelled at him, totally pissed off with his behaviour that was uncalled for. However what you took as a reply was a cold metal tracing the skin of your neck, making you realize that he was holding a knife against your throat.
You made eye contact with him, shocked at the situation and Jimin giggled lightly enjoying the mix of confusion and fear that was storming inside your orbs. Feelings that he has awoken inside you and that fact sure left him full of satisfaction.
"Are you scared my flower?" He questioned as a smirk took over his lips, giving you the impression that there was no point in lying cause he already knew that you were.
"So what if I am? What do you win from it?" You uttered a bit more bravely than you had thought you could come off.
"It's not always about the profit my flower. Sometimes it's just about the entertainment." He left his words to echo as he moved the knife softly towards your cheek.
"There are other ways to get entertained you know. Other than scaring people." You tried to stay calm, urging your brain to believe that this was just some testing of his that you couldn't justify yet as to why was he doing it.
"Sounds like you have some suggestions. Let me hear it. In what other ways are you thinking of entertaining me?" The tone of his voice left your thoughts traveling to unclean thoughts but that for some reason made you chuckle a bit.
"Why do I have to entertain you and not the other way around?"Your reply had Jimin's smile falter for a brief moment before he burst into laughter and proceeded to take the knife away from you.
He threw it behind his back as his laugh died down and just stared into your eyes while his upper body remained above yours, his hands placed at the sides of your head.
"If that isn't the most interesting thing I have heard coming from you so far. I like it. I would gladly entertain you."He stated as he left his eyes fall to your lips and look at them as he slightly seemed to be leaning towards them, action that had you panicking and because of that you ended up placing your own hand upon yours.
"Ah, my cute flower has thorns. You sure know how to make people like me attracted to you." Your eyes grew wide at his bold statement, finding it absurd, to say the least.
"Seriously just what is wrong with you?! Just cut out this strange behaviour! It's making me want to punch you." You yelled at him, finding yourself once more in a state where you had lost your temper yet all he did was laugh a bit before he finally rolled at the side, enabling you to get up from the floor quickly.
You stared down at him with an angry expression once you were away from him but he just laid there on the floor happily, somehow enjoying your temper to a point that it was making you deeply annoyed.
"I don't know what do you think this is, but you better apologise to me tomorrow otherwise I swear-" You demanded and were ready to threaten him but the knock on the door brought your words to halt.
You glanced towards him briefly before hurrying to open the door because even if SeokJin had a key card, because you had placed that chair,he could not enter.
"Where is he?" He appeared behind that door, clearly distressed and panting heavily.
Jin didn't wait for your answer however as once you stepped aside he rushed inside, making you close the door and follow him, only to find Jimin on the floor just like you had left him, looking extremely happy.
SeokJin seemed disappointed briefly as he looked at him, then he took some deep breaths and placed his right hand inside the pocket of his jacket.
He seemed cautious as he approached him but Jimin didn't seem interested to give him any of his attention for some reason. The whole encounter just left you full of questions and wonders, as why was he being like that.
Did whoever tied him up drugged him or something? That sure seemed like a believable possibility consider that his behavior was so weird and far from the him you knew.
"Hey there buddy. How are you holding up?" Jin spoke to him as his gaze softened upon looking at Jimin's face.
Despite the fact that he seemed happy, Jin couldn't help but feel guilty that he got so late. He knew better after all. He knew that this was not an easy process for his best friend. He was well aware of the emotional tormenting that Jimin was to go through when he was to get back to his senses. However no matter how much aware he was, the things he could do to help him were minimal that's why Jin couldn't help but feel at fault.
"I am not your buddy.... but I guess since you asked...I want to die." He uttered those words in between giggles that brought chills all over your skin and a veil of sadness to cover your chest.
"I wanna leave! I want to live!"Jimin yelled his laugher getting louder after his yelling, till he suddenly cut it out and quickly turned around and took hold of SeokJin's collar.
His actions where so quick that had both of you fail to give a reaction but he laughed again once holding him closer to his face, finding something funny that the rest of you didn't.
"If you don't have a knife inside that pocket of yours, don't you dare get it out at all," He spoke, making Jin gulp down with difficulty as he was holding a needle hidden in his pocket. A needle which he made it ready to stub it into him any moment now.
"...If you are not willing to end my life, stop getting in my way" Jimin whispered as a serious expression took over his face, instantly creating a feeling of alertness inside Jin, that made his act, stubbing the needle on Jimin's neck, and pressing all the liquid that it help, inside his body.
By the time he pulled the needle away,he found his body throw on the floor,with Jimin's hands wrapped around his neck tightly, taking his oxygen away.
He tried to get him off of him, but the amount of anger in Jimin's eyes was equivalent with the sudden force his body had obtained, bringing Jin to a difficult position.
But that was until someone managed to pry him away from him and that someone was none other than you, that out of panic at the scene that was going down before your eyes, you had grabbed him by his legs that were still tied and had pulled him with as much force as you could manage to gather.
Your action had helped Jin escape and soon Jimin found himself against the floor being held there by the force of a man that was unable to win over for the moment,as his head grew dizzy and his vision blurred out.
A piercing pain filled his head enough to make his eyes grow wide as they started getting filled with tears.
Drops of pain and anguish that none other but him was able to understand.
---To be continued...
{Not sure if I did well to write since when I am in dark places I end up writing gloomy stuff but I am a bit happy that I at least managed to write. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. SEE YOU SOON~}