𝑏𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑤 ~ 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠

𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙥- 𝙟𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤

'three weeks, two days, and eleven hours since i've been stuck in his house' you thought while checking the phone he let you have. jungkook took away your regular phone and bought you a different one with no contacts but his and it doesn't allow you to call the police or even use the internet. it doesn't do anything but display the time and allow you to call him. you sat down on the grey couch in the corner of the dark-colored room you've been forced to stay in. of course he brought you many meals a day and you sort of appreciated that but you wanted to know when this would end. you've bargained with him and said you would send him back his money and leave him alone. but none of that is good enough for him. he always responds, 'i don't want the money I want you sweetness' or 'can't talk right now I have mafia business to do'. of course, you were aggravated. you were a cold-blooded killer and a seductive thief. not a motherfucking hostage. but jungkook refused to let you go or bargain with you no matter how you tried. 'i wonder if I could jump out the window' you thought feeling bored again. this is how you have been spending your days. scheming, plotting, and dreaming about beating jungkook's ass. you stood up from the couch and looked out the large window.

Its not that you haven't thought of how to escape. you were a motherfucking murder and a hitman when paid high enough. but every time you went to touch the lock on the window to open it, jungkook would burst into the room moments later, it seemed it had an alarm on it that informs him when you touch it. also, as you looked out the window there stood 2 guards directly underneath your window. you saw them there again today. luckily, you've been making progress. the guards that guard your window at night are different than the ones that guard it in the daytime. so at night, you would grab a notepad and bang on the window until the men looked up at you. you wrote largely on the note pad and flirted with them, hoping they would help you out. finally, after weeks of coercing- the men finally agreed to help you last night. it was late in the afternoon since you started sleeping much later into the day since jungkook locked you up in here with no entertainment.

   'better get dressed for tonight' you thought feeling like taking initiative. you were gonna need to dress up tonight to impress the men at first and then grab their guns and kill them. you walked over to the bathroom connected to the room and opened the door. 'at least that jackass gave me makeup' you thought while looking at the toothbrush, makeup, and hair supplies he gave you. 'it seems he wants to keep me hostage, and then have me look pretty' you thought while rolling your eyes. you opened the makeup pouch and grabbed your pink durag to wrap over the top of your hair. you wanted it to stay in place and out of your face as you planned to run away tonight. after doing your hair and makeup you went towards the closet in the bathroom and grabbed an outfit you could move in and put it on.

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