Everlast || •KTH• ✔️

Captured by Thieves

CHAPTER 11 - CAPTURED BY THIEVES

Taehyung awoke to the sound of screams. At first, he thought it was a nightmare, so he remained quiet and prayed it would go away. After, he heard Y/n's voice shrieking out pleas. Pleas that included his name. And that was what had him snapping up to see what the fuck was going on.

Right as his eyes opened, he saw Y/n being dragged by the hair by some man Tae had never seen before. That was when he was convinced it was a nightmare. However, another man came, and this time he grabbed Taehyung. "What the fuck!?" Taehyung shouted, thrashing in the hold of the man.

Taehyung was weak despite having replenished on food and water. He was well-fed and decently strong from working out with his best friend a lot, but he was no match to someone who attacked them while they slept. It appeared as though Taehyung's fear of these men was not high enough. He cursed at himself as the men dragged him and Y/n through the brush, him holding back his tears.

The night sky was fading, but it was dark enough that Taehyung could still barely see where these people were taking them. Perhaps to a camp? Did they have a camp? Taehyung kept his mouth shut, not really wanting to know the answer, but he figured he'd get it in a minute anyway.

And he did, for the brush cleared, and Taehyung found himself face to face with a group of about a dozen men. All of them were men, not a single woman or child. All men with unkept faces and grime littering their skin. Taehyung panted as the one carrying him tossed him on the ground as if he were nothing, Y/n getting the same treatment. It made his blood spike with fury, and he went to stand only to be held down.

"Get the fuck off me!" Taehyung screamed, but it got him no where. Well, it got him somewhere, just not where he wanted to be. His head got whacked by the man gripping his hair, Y/n shouting for them to leave him alone. Tae's vision went blurry for a moment, and when he regained his sight, he saw a fire being made.

The flames were skewed because Tae got thrown to the ground, him laying on his side to observe the way the fire scowled at him. The hues resembled that of a sunset's, the frown on the object's face making Tae tremble. "Let him go!" Y/n said in a shout, thrashing around. They didn't hit her, but they held their ground, keeping her on the ground next to him. "We don't want any trouble, you pricks!"

Although Tae's panic was high, he managed to calm himself enough that he sucked in the smoky air around him. It washed through his lungs like a wave from the ocean, his lips parting. No noises came at first, none other than a cough, and he cursed at himself for allowing such weakness to overcome him. Finally, he got a grip on the situation as his eyes burned from the nearby flames.

They were surrounded. Even if Tae could fight back, their foes had the numbers and the strength. That was without mentioning they got the jump on them and weakened them. A group of men versus another man and a woman was going to shift in the group's favor. If Tae and Y/n were going to survive, they needed to think smart about their steps. The first step was determining the language barrier. Seeing as Tae and Y/n's plane was heading to Seoul, it's possible these people were natives of the island who spoke not a lick of English. Or, if they did, they could have a limited vocabulary. So, that was the tactic he went with first. Determining the language.

"What are the odds they speak English?" Tae asked, snorting to incite a response from the strangers.

"High," one man said, Tae's face going pale. The man was the tallest of the bunch, which wasn't saying too much. He was taller than Tae, but only by a couple inches at most. Maybe he was 6'1, but no taller than 6'3. The others were around the 5'8-5'10 range, and since there were no women or children, that was it. Despite their height being around Tae's, they were twenty times the size when it came to muscle.