I still remember. Do You? ꒰ა yoonmin ໒꒱

15.

" Samchun! "
Jimin calls for help in his half asleep state. His hand rested on his forehead which felt like it was being hammered by someone.
Minutes went by like that and no one showed up. Jimin started getting worried, since usually someone will show up with his one shout.

" Dad! "
He calls for his father this time, hoping that atleast he would come to him.
But when the same thing happened and no one showed up it made him worried.

He forced his eyes open to the dimly lit room. Although there wasn't that much light in the room because of the thick drapes, it still took Jimin's eyes a good amount of time to get adjusted. They were puffy from lack of sleep.

He had already gotten up from his lying position and started to stretch, with his eyes still heavily influenced by sleep.
As he continued stretching his arm, he suddenly hit something that ended up colliding with the ground making a thud sound.

The sound made him flinch because of the shock. He became wary of his surrounding, cause as far as he knows he keeps nothing near his bed because he squirms alot in his sleep and the things would eventually end up on the floor by the next morning.

He finally opened his eyes to their full extent heart racing on noticing the unfamiliar surrounding. This... This wasn't his room.

Was he kidnapped? Did someone really kidnap him?
He looked at his body protectively, he didn't feel any kind of physical pain other than the hangover. And his clothes were the same as last night too.

He looked around for his phone, fortunately seeing it lying by the side of the pillow. He tried to turn it on but to no avail, it was already dead.

" Fuck." He curses silently, trying not to gain the attention of his perpetrator. He had to think rationally what he should do in such situation.

But luck was not on his side today, as he soon heard the knocking on the door. It made him a bit confused, why the hell would the kidnapper knock on his door, when he can just barge in. Maybe this kidnapper has some good morals.

Jimin came out from his thoughts looking around to find a place to hide. He couldn't survive by just locking the door from inside.

So, he uses all his brain and made a fake figurine with pillow and covered it with the blanket to pretend like it was him sleeping.
And he himself hid behind the door so, he could tackle his perpetrator down.

The knocking went silent after some time, making Jimin think the person might have left but then the sound of door being unlocked was heard.

Just as the mysterious figured stepped inside, Jimin pranced upon him from behind. Using all his strength to hold the person down. All the personal training lessons he took is finally paying him back.

" Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?"
His one hand was keeping the person's head down while the other was caging both his hands behind the back. The back kinda seemed familiar to him. And while he tried to think who this person might be the person replied.

" Jimin ah- it's me."
Jimin instantly let his guard down when he heard his voice.
He got up instantly, but it took Yoongi some time to get back on his feet since his body was in shock after getting tackled down.

" Where am I ? "
Jimin steps backwards until his back was hitting the wall using it for support. His surrounding are starting to float a little, the hangover is finally showing it's effect him.

" In my home."
Yoongi replies the obvious. Jimin's expression became more heavy at that.

" Why am I here? "
Jimin asks sending a glare Yoongi's way, he's cautious of the alpha's motive.