Tricks of The Fog (The Trickster X Reader)

chapter 6: Sing For Me...

If you haven't noticed already, this story will be sloooowwww.

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(Y/N)'s cries were muffled by the grip Ji-Woon had on her jaw as he dragged her farther into her small house.  He hummed a peppy tune as he looked around at what he had to work with then proceeded to drag her to the middle of the larger room that doubled as the kitchen and living area in the house.  With one fluid movement he swept her legs out from under her with one leg then followed her fall down to the floor, crouching next to her while still holding her wrist and jaw tightly.  

(Y/N) gasped in fright from being forcefully swept off her feet, momentarily tensing up from the shock of being suddenly thrown off balance and hitting the floor.  He released her jaw once she was laid on the floor, and used his now free hand to catch hers that was still pushing against him.  Despite her efforts to wrench her arms out of his grip he effortlessly pulled both her wrists together and moved them both to be in one hand that he held above her head.  

Tears beaded the corners of (Y/N)'s eyes as she tried to twist her body to the side facing away from him, not at all liking how exposed she felt with her arms restrained above her. "Ji-Woon please let go of me, you promised you wouldn't hurt me."  Her voice just sounded sad now.  It's not like she really believed him, but she had wanted to. 

"Well of course I did sweetheart, I wanted you to trust me.  Unfortunately, I lied."  Sitting back, he hummed as he looked down on her.  "Hmm... You wouldn't happen to have any ropes, would you?" 

(Y/N) stopped her struggle for a moment and looked up at him in disbelief, shocked he would actually ask her that.  A grin grew on his face at her bewildered look and she growled in anger, struggling against his grip harder.  He just laughed at her attempts, which didn't seem to phase him at all.  "We won't worry about that now sweetheart, this will do for right now."  (Y/N) didn't bother with what he meant until she heard metal clinking against metal and stopped her movements to look up.  With his free hand he was now unclipping the chains decorating the waist of his magenta and yellow striped pants.  

"Wha...? No, no, no! Ji-Woon please stop!  Please don't do this!" Her cries only made him laugh more, sounding way too joyful about her fear.  The thought making her bite her lip and fall silent to keep from adding to his sick enjoyment.  She tried to slip away for the brief second he let go of her hands to wrap the decorative chains around her wrists but he was way quicker than her.  Of course he is, he's probably done this almost a hundred times by now...  Ji-Woon made quick work of tightly binding her arms with the chains and hooking the ends together to keep them from unraveling.  He finally released her wrists once he was satisfied with how the chains locked them together allowing her to pull her bound hands down to her chest.  

Once again, he sat back on his heels and looked down at the girl who was now crying beneath him, tears running down her cheeks and soft whimpers of fear falling from her lips.  A joyful giggle left him as (Y/N) looked up at him through her tears, no longer struggling to pry her wrists apart.  Ji-Woon grinned down at her and gently brushed the back of his hand against her tear-stained cheek in what would have been a loving gesture had it been any other situation.  

(Y/N) cringed away from his touch listening to him continue to laugh at her terror.  "Now sweetheart, I'll let you choose what you would prefer... you can lay here like a good girl, or you can try to get up and run and I'll cut your tendons... your choice."  She felt his fingers brush against the back of one of her ankles, a nauseous feeling swelling in her stomach knowing he was serious.  (Y/N) didn't respond, partially due to the nausea and partly to her refusing to verbally agree to this.  So she just pulled her bound hands up against her face, a nervous gesture that somehow made her feel a bit better, and glared up at him silently.