seventeen imagines

seventeen - mafia

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"l-let me go!" you yelled when a guy brings you into a room.

"stay still," the guy demanded and made you sit down on a chair.

"fuck off bastard!"

you kicked the guy in front of you, but he slapped your face with his hand.

"wanna play with me?" he asked, taking a knife out of his pocket and holding it up to your face. "huh? how will that boy toy of yours like it when your face is shredded to pieces?" he aggressively spoke, "he won't even want you after we have fun with you later."

you shrunk, giving into his demands. he tied you up in the chair before leaving the room.

once the door was shut and locked up, you started attempting to loosen the ropes that were tied around you.

come on, please work!

you also started scooting the chair around, hoping something beneficial would happen in your favor.

"oh, shit. oh, shit," you cursed when you accidentally made the chair tip over, making you and the chair fall to the side and on the floor. now, with how you landed on the floor, you couldn't move one of your hands since it was trapped between the floor and the chair.

i hope they're okay...

you sighed in defeat, hoping the guys were looking for you, dino, and joshua. the three of you had been kidnapped after a deal went south by one of your enemies. the three of you had been separated since the deal, so none of you could even relay short messages or a plan to each other since earlier today.

you tried moving around again but couldn't really orient yourself back up. you attempted to loosen the rope around your torso again with one hand, but nothing worked. next, you tried slipping your feet from the rope around your ankles, but the rope wasn't loosening whatsoever.

you looked around the room you were in, which was a storage room full of crates and boxes, and looked for something sharp that could possible cut the rope. you realized that the group that had kidnapped you were a lot smarter than that, and anything that could have been used to your advantage must have been moved out of the room.

at this point, five hours should have passed since you three were taken, but you couldn't tell since you didn't have your phone. you knew the rest of the guys knew that something went wrong, since you three were supposed to be back at your base just an hour later after the meeting, so they should have assumed that something bad happened.

multiple scenarios kept playing in your head of what could possibly happen, and you were hoping that none of them involved the death of you, joshua, and dino.

y/n, stop thinking like that. what would the guys do in this situation?

you were clueless as you thought to yourself. the guys knew what to do in situations like these. your boyfriend had constantly reminded you what to do in a variety of situations and yet, your brain didn't have any solutions for you.

while thinking to yourself, you heard footsteps coming from the hallway outside of the room you were in. was it one of your enemies? was it one of the guys? you weren't sure.

then, the door to the room opened and you internally panicked. you saw people walk in pointing guns, but you recognized them instantly.

"y/n!" the8 ran up to you and placed the chair up. he took a knife out and cut the ropes off while the guys that were with him were keeping watch. "are you okay?" he asked as he threw the rope to the side.