The Follower (BTSxYoongi)

3 - The Guy

Jimin pov

It had been our day off today. It had started off great and we had a wonderful time all together over the whole day. We had gone shopping and watched some movies together. At the end of the day, we went to our favourite restaurant and had a lovely meal.

For some reason, the whole day I had been feeling very protected. I didn't know if that was the right word though. It was like there was someone there, making sure everything was okay. It almost made me believe there was a God or something, but I'm not a religious person. It had been like that since we debuted and it recently became more intense. I always felt safe where ever I was because of this feeling of being cared for.

Although it was even weirder for me since I was quite a dominant person, so I wasn't used to feeling this way. Of course I felt it from the other members because they were more dominant than me, but I never felt it to this extent.  Like I was being protected, not like I was protecting someone else. It was surprisingly a very nice feeling.

But anyway, we had just come out of the restaurant and we were walking down a small alley towards our dorm which was a couple blocks away. We were walking past a couple bins, when I skipped in front so that I could walk backwards but still listen in.

Then all of sudden I was grabbed by big, meaty hands and an arm was slung across the top of my torso. Then there was a knife at my throat and I could smell a horrible putrid smell coming from behind me. The man who was there was obviously a lot taller than me, damn my height! And from how tightly he was holding me, I could feel how strong he was.

"Follow us right now, or I'll give this beauty a nice looking scar," the man said through the black mask that covered his face. Or at least I thought it covered the whole of his face as his voice was muffled. When he noticed that the guys weren't moving, he pulled me closer to his body and pushed the knife closer to my neck so that it made me suck in a deep breath.

"Ok, ok. Calm down, just give us Jimin back and we'll follow you," Namjoon said with a soothing tone in his voice. He liked to take control, so he was definitely in his element right now. But, I couldn't help but feel that even our cleverly tongued leader was not trained  for this type of situation. Even though I could see the wheels turning in his head, trying to calculate how to get out of this without anyone getting hurt, I knew he couldn't quite figure it out. This definitely was not the right situation to be stuck in.

"No, this is our only advantage I've got to get you to-" the man suddenly stopped talking and the next thing I knew I could feel a sticky, thick substance flowing down the left side of my face and neck. I looked down to see a dark crimson liquid running down my neck. I was beyond scared that something had happened to me, but nothing was sore. I wasn't feeling any pain. That meant something had happened to the guy holding me, not to me.

I looked up to see the guys rushing towards me, Namjoon in the lead and Jungkook just behind him. But there was another man just coming up to them. He was dressed in all black, and looked like he was perfectly dressed to fade into the shadows without a single notice. This figure quickly bypassed the guys and was in front of me before I could even blink. He grabbed me by the shoulders, and I realised that he was smaller than me. Finally, someone smaller than me!

But even with his small height, his strength surprised me. I could tell that it was him who had stopped the man, and could feel the thankful look taking over my eyes as he looked into mine. His eyes were a soft chocolate brown, that looked so inviting, I felt like I just wanted to melt into them. And then his hair was a beautiful white with black roots. Although the majority of his hair was covered by a black bandana. He was beautiful and cute at the same time as he gave me a small gum filled smile before pushing me towards the running Namjoon.