2- Run

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"You made these?!" You yell as your fingers caress the canvas paintings.

"Meh you can say I paint sometimes."

"Fight me, these are perfection."

Jungkook's home was beautiful. It was small, given the bachelor he was. He was here in the main town to study, while his family lived in the village, days away from where you both stood. But the way he maintained it gave you warmth and comfort and safety vibes.

"Yn I think I want to give you this." Jungkook brings out a small bracelet, and wraps it around your wrist.

"What's this?" You ask gazing at it fondly.

"I think it will suit you, I don't have anyone else to give it to anyways." You blush.

"Maybe I shouldn't ask this, but.." he laughs. "Don't you feel hot with that silk cloth wrapped on your lips in this weather. I mean at least wear a cool material, cotton maybe?"

This was exactly when you realise, you had your stole wrapped around your lower face all this time. He could only see your eyes, and worse, he didn't knew that you were smiling at him whenever you did.

"Oh!" You giggle. "I completely forgot to remove this!" You say as you put a hand on your ear to remove the cloth. But suddenly something startles you.

"FIRST HALF OF THE DAY IS OVER!!!" You hear a man's voice and the sinking sound of the vessel in water. It took a certain amount of time for the vessel to sink into the water, that was when it was filled to the brim. That was when the people knew one quarter of the day is over.

There were no clocks in this era afterall.

"Shit-" you mutter to yourself as your eyes glue outside the window. Your breathing goes heavy as your feet automatically move towards the door.

You rush, slowly sprinting and soon running.

"What's wrong Yn!" Jungkook's voice rings in your ears from behind, to which your heart clenches, but you couldn't stop. If you did, you would be doing him harm, and your heart was too soft for that. You knew this will happen. That is why you were afraid to come here in the first place. But goddamn yourself and your adventurous ideas.

"Yn! Please wait!" Jungkook calls as he chases you, confused himself at what happened so suddenly. "YN!!" His voice was getting louder but you didn't stop.

"Yn! At least show me your face! How will I find you?!" Your eyes shut close at his words. But it was too late. Your feet run as fast as they could, even if they pained, even if they burned, you couldn't help it.

'Aban just come to me right now, what's taking you so long?'

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You slip into a small street which exits in another part of the bazaar, the empty place, where Aban was supposed to pick you up

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You slip into a small street which exits in another part of the bazaar, the empty place, where Aban was supposed to pick you up. When you make sure that no one was near, you place a hand on your chest, closing your teary eyes.

But they shoot back open, a terrifying fear encapsulating you as your thoughts come to a realisation. The necklace was gone.

Your necklace, was gone. You fall down on your knees as you desperately shuffle the folds of your shawl and clothes, hoping it will be hidden somewhere in there. But it's nowhere to be found.

Your hands tremble as they slap on your mouth, tears falling from your eyes as your head hangs low. You slowly slide till your head was touching the ground in front, bawling your eyes out at the same time. Your body collapses as you lay down on the dusty grounds of the market's cold empty street as your body shakes uncontrollably.

It was for the first time you had felt this scared in life and you weren't ready. Your body stays numb and part- lifeless like you just lost a battle, your chest heaving up and down as your breath goes heavier and heavier.

You couldn't even call Aban now, you were stuck in this loophole forever, and now you had no one, absolutely no one. Everything felt like darkness and the day wasn't at all as happy as it once was. The curse was working.

It was not until you heard footsteps, that you lifted your head up, soon sitting up and crawling back until you feel the street end with a wall behind you. Familiar perverted laughs, the same smirks, the same disgusting lip bites, the same men.

Your heart pumps rapidly as you scan the men's faces, feeling helpless, hopeless, lifeless.
You couldn't do anything. You had to submit. Or you didn't know what else could come next. Your face heats up with fear when one of the men kneel down in front of you and lift your chin with a finger.

"Mhm, so we have found you." He speaks. "Where do I even start on you, you're such a tempting beauty." His fingers jerk off your sleeves until your shoulder was exposed as his mouth attaches itself on your skin, sucking furiously as his beard irritates your skin. You rest your head back on the wall as you cry another set of tears.

His hand then gestures the other men to go away, and they all follow. Within a snap he picks you up, and the next thing you know is, the men shoving large wooden debris into the road, to block the vision of anyone passing by.

He lifts up your upper and squeezes your waist, your eyes never stop shedding tears. "Please leave me." You mutter, although you knew it won't work. He doesn't say anything and simply pins your wrists down and starts to kiss you aggressively, jerking down your lower with the other hand. His lips push your chin upwards to gain access to your neck.

"Please leave me, I beg you." You say. Suddenly the image of the same smiling boy from before flashes in front of your eyes. Jungkook. Jungkook could help you-

You feel something on your flesh. It was a similar cool material. The man over you had removed his shirt and something was dangling from his neck. The feeling was so similar that you couldn't resist but open your eyes and impatiently wait for the blurriness to go away.
Soon you see what the object was.

Your necklace.

You gasp.
Without any warning, you pull the necklace off of his shoulders and squeeze it in your palm, summoning Aban for fuck's sake. 'Aban aban aban aban' you chant his name hoping for him to appear as soon as possible, while the pervert hovering over you fists your hair painfully.
The man jerks your head side to side from your hair as you cry in pain and his other hand shuts your mouth.

Until it stops.

"Yn, don't worry, I'm here now."

Aban?

[AN]
I hope the occasional pictures help you visualise the book better.

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