Angel (Yoongi x Reader)

Chapter 16

Y/N POV:

As I sat there, I touched the small wounds on my face, a stinging sensation exploding whenever I made contact with them. I didn't know what Namjoon meant by he'll take care of it, but I had to admit that it definitely made me nervous. I was just hoping that he wouldn't say anything to Yoongi. I didn't want his psycho crazy jealous girlfriend coming back for me.

I laid back on the bed, my mind filled with thoughts of the handsome man. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't get him off my mind. He was exceptionally handsome, more so than any man I had ever seen him in my life. The midnight black hair combined with his porcelain pale skin was one of the sexiest things and the absolute way he commanded a room when he walked in had me feeling things I wish I didn't. Even though I was afraid to admit it, since the man had kidnapped me, I was scarily attracted to him. When his girlfriend came and talked about how good he was it made me jealous.

I slapped my cheeks, trying to pull my head out of my ass. Come on Y/N. That crazy motherfucker kidnapped you. You can't actually be entertaining ideas of him. He's not some handsome prince. He's a fucking psychopath! I continued to pat my cheeks, hopefully enough to knock some sense into me.

"Why so insistent on hurting yourself princess? You don't think we'll do a good enough job?" a voice said, knocking me out of my reverie.

I turned and noticed the silver haired man they called Jimin leaning against the doorframe, checking his nails like he was bored. He had on a black silk shirt and dark colored jeans that clung to his muscular thighs, barely concealing the thick bulge between his legs that was so prominent while he was tormenting the nurse from my dad's hospital.

"Checking me out so blatantly princess?" Jimin sneered. "I didn't think you had it in, but Yoongi sure wouldn't like that now, would he?"

I turned my head, trying to avoid his gaze, my face red in humiliation from having been caught staring. As much as I didn't want to admit it, he was extremely handsome and he had a high sweet voice that was such a contrast to his sexy bad boy looks. "Please," I begged, my voice soft. "Please leave me alone."

Jimin ignored me and sauntered further into the room, stopping directly in front of me. He grabbed my jaw and gave me a look of surprise when I flinched in pain from the wounds Yoongi's girlfriend had inflicted. His grip on my face released and he instead put his hand under my chin and directed my gaze to him, turning it gently from side to side. He stroked a finger over one of the wounds, his small hands incredibly soft. "What happened here princess?" he questioned, his voice softer than I ever heard it before. "Those look like..."

Jimin's voice trailed off and his dark eyes hardened in anger. I moved my face away from him, the fury in his eyes terrifying me. "Please. I didn't do anything to her," I whispered, my voice husky in fear.

"Her?" he asked, his eyes narrowing. "Did... did Soren do this to you?"

I hesitated, not wanting to anger him further. This particular one seemed closer to Yoongi than the rest and the last thing I needed to do was to piss Jimin off by telling him that Yoongi's crazy bitch girlfriend attacked me.

"Just tell me the truth princess," Jimin said, his voice sweet and filling up the room like candy floss. "I swear to you that you're not in trouble." I gave a short nod and he sighed. "Shit. Yoongi is not going to be happy about this."

I recoiled at his words, not wanting to piss of the handsome dark haired man. "Please don't say anything to him," I begged. "I swear I didn't do anything to her."

Jimin stood up and lifted up a hand. I covered my head and bent towards my knees, waiting for the blow to come as the tears I had tried to keep in streamed down my face. I was so used to it from my ex-fiancé but I couldn't help but react when a man raised his hand to me. After a moment of nothing happening, I hesitantly raised my hand to see Jimin standing there, a hand in his hair and a look of horror on his face.