Jungkook Centrics

Don't leave me alone anymore

Author POV
BTS booked a hotel in Los Angeles for their next concert there and it's been 2 days they had finished their concert and another 3 days and they'll head back to Seoul.

Maybe today something unexpected can be happening......

Jungkook POV
I entered our shared hotel room only to let a gasp seeing the room is messy as hell. "What the fuck?" I groaned stepping in and infront me I saw Taehyung-hyung shaking his butt at me.

"What did you do to this room? Why its messy as shit!" I sat on the barely had space bed. "We were playing hide n seek" Jin-hyung said hitting Jimin-hyung with a pillow.

"In this small hotel room?" I asked confused. They nodded and there it started the pillow fight between Jin-hyung and Jimin-hyung.

I grabbed a pillow throwing at them getting a little mad. "Stop it and all of you clean this mess" I said pointing at the trashy floor.

"No you do it. Now we're gonna go out and you're staying here" and that was Hobi-hyung coming out of the closet?

"Why are you coming out of the closet?" I asked. "Remember Jin-hyung said we were playing hide n seek so I hide here" Hobi-hyung said now standing beside with Yoongi-hyung and Namjoon-hyung.

"Whatever. I'm not cleaning this mess. 6 of you clean this and call me once you're done. I'm going to the garden which is behind the hotel" I pointed at the back walking away but got pulled back by Yoongi-hyung pulling on my hoodie.

"No. You're staying here. We're gonna go to the garden. Byeeee" Yoongi-hyung pulled everyone out without letting me talk and shutted the door.

"HEY HE-" I opened the door and they left me in the room alone. I huffed slamming the door shut and sat on the bed ruffling my hair.

The more I see the trash the more I get angrier. Biting my lips I stood up throwing my phone on the bed and crouched down picking the trash.

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After what it felt like 1 hour they still didn't come back and here I am throwing the trash in the bin. They had trash on the bed, in the bathroom and under the bed. They really are something.

I wiped the sweat that ran down my face and Jumped on the bed feeling relaxed. But that relaxation was yanked out of me the door was slammed open. I saw 4 unidentified men wearing all black.

I got up from the bed "Who the hell are yo-" before I get to finish I was knocked on the ground. "Shut up young boy" one of the guy said holding my both hands at my back tying it with a rope.

"Wait- what the he-" there I got shut up by a slap landing on my left cheek. "Once I said shut up just shut up. Pfft didn't knew you were still here, thought you left with them" I gasped, he's a sasaeng.

"You're a sasaeng? YAH! DON'T DO ANYTHING TO ME!! ANYON-" a cloth then was wrapped around my mouth muffling my screams and another slap again landed on my left cheek.

At this point I was really scared and tears had already started pouring down my eyes. One of the guy made me sitting on my knees and I wiggled around as I felt he was trying to remove my hoodie.

"STOP TRYING TO WIGGLE WILL YOU!?!" I stopped my tryings as I saw a gun was pressed against my temples.I closed my eyes I felt the rope loosened around my wrist and got ripped of and my hoodie was pulled off. Once the rope was back on my wrist, The one who was with the gun lifted my chin with the gun and traced it down my face clearly smirking down the mask.

"Aww you crying?" the one who held my chin mocked. "What are you all doing? I will look after this sexy and 3 of you go search for some valuable stuff" I felt his breath near my neck making me uncomfortable.