"He's all settled in and secure? Okay, good. Keep him cozy while I speak with Kitten for a moment and then we'll be right down." There was a pause, and you watched Yoongi anxiously as he frowned into his phone. "What d'you mean? Yes, she's coming too, so no blood." He flicked a glance your way. "Yet." The Boss pressed end on the call and slipped his phone into the back pocket of his pants, turning to face you.
You were back in Yoongi's study, sitting in what you were quickly coming to think of as 'your' chair while he stood in front of his desk, lean hip leaning against its edge. Yoongi studied you for a moment, as if taking your measure before he addressed you.
"Okay, Y/N," he said, and you immediately began to pay a bit closer attention, shoving all other thoughts from your mind. He rarely ever used your given name, so you knew whatever he was about to discuss with you was fairly serious. "Before we head down to speak with our guest, I need to tell you a few things. And I need you to listen really well, okay?"
You swallowed nervously but nodded. After he saved your life, you figured Suga pretty much had a good reason behind everything he asked of you. You had never been party to an interrogation before, but you had a sinking feeling that the mafia didn't give a flying fuck about pointless things like ethics or the silly Geneva Convention. You worried your lower lip between your teeth as Suga began to speak.
"No matter what, we must find out why the Hoodlums are after you. You and I think it's because of the information you uncovered during your investigation, but we could be entirely wrong." He ran a hand through his silver locks, and the gentle light from the lamp on his desk caught the metal of the multiple earrings in his ear. "So we need to hear it from him, in his own words, and not give him any ideas."
"So. Rule one: don't talk to the captive. Rule two: regardless of what...techniques we may have to apply to get him to talk, you mustn't ever flinch, gasp, or otherwise react. Doing so will show him a weakness he can exploit -- namely your empathy -- against not only you, but me and JK." Yoongi tongued the inside of his cheek, picking his words carefully for a moment. "If Kookie is worried about you, he can't work. And if he can't work, then we can't get answers. Okay?"
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You sucked in a sharp breath and nodded, fists clenched in your lap. Not once had Yoongi called the man by his name, or anything other than 'captive'. You didn't know if he was dehumanizing him for your benefit, or subconsciously doing it for his own. But whatever the case, it made you wary, uneasy. You knew that Suga was the Boss; you'd just never really...seen that side of him yet. It was nerve-wracking, to say the least.
