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Jimin

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Jimin's eyes feel heavy as he lifts his head. With much difficulty, Jimin manages to open his eyes to find his wrists tied up and one of his legs restrained.

The room is dark, no windows or doors could be seen from where Jimin sat. All Jimin could make out was that he's sitting on a floor, his back pressed against the cold tile as both of his hands are tied up.

A cold breeze makes its way into the room and a faint source of moonlight suddenly shines throughout the room.

Jimin blinks a few more times trying to open his eyes more, now noticing his clothes are different. Instead of Taehyung's large shirt, he now had on grey sweats and a white shirt.

That's when it all hits him.

Yoongi came by shortly after Taehyung left but Jimin is still confused about how he ended up here.

He winces as he reaches his arm up and touches the back of his head. He can feel the warm liquid dripping on his hand.

I remember now.

Jimin tries to gulp but his mouth is so dry that it's almost painful for him to swallow. He remembers Jungkook's face just before he passed out.

Jimin lifts his leg and tries to loosen up the chain on his leg but it's no use, he's still out of it and his head is pounding. Jimin can only focus on the rigid sound of his breathing and the sound of his fast heartbeat. He wishes he was strong enough to defend himself but he just couldn't. He just wants to be back in bed with Taehyung while he whispers sweet nothings in his ear.

Taehyung was so happy before he left, he must be so worried when he realized I was gone.

I hope he doesn't think I left him again.

With the little strength, Jimin had, he pulled on the chain as hard as he could. Something pops but his leg is still restrained by the chain.

Loud footsteps were approaching Jimin, sending a series of shivers throughout his body. He quickly closes his eyes and pretends to be asleep as the footsteps became closer.

"Stop struggling Jimin, you'll only hurt yourself more."

Jimin squints his eyes open at the sound of that voice, trying to make sense of everything as the person in front of him places a chair down and sits in front of him.

"Why are you doing this to me Yoongi? I thought you cared about me."

Jimin's words came out soft. He felt betrayed and hurt, he trusted Yoongi. Even if it didn't mean much, Jimin loved the endless nights they spent together. It wasn't just sex for him, he truly enjoyed Yoongi's company whether he ever admitted it or not.