❝𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃❞
It has been 1 week since the Idol 𝖩𝖾𝗈𝗇 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 has gone missing yet the police couldn't find a single trace of the kidnapper other than a bloody handwritten note which read ❝JJk's fanboy❞
In which a struggling Manh...
I'm not cruel I'm in love with your fears Your screams Your cries your sweet misery All of them make you look like a pretty art And Art belong to its Artist Just the way you are mine
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When your ears refuse to stay active that means they are irked, very much annoyed by the shunned demands ringing around them. Taehyung felt exact. His nose twitched in fury and brows frowning, adorning his face incredibly calm. "excuse me?" he spat back, standing with his face up in sheer certainty.
For a split second, Namjoon's past confidence trembled with suspense. Did he poke the wrong person? He likewise closely observed the shorter male's features, memories carefully inspecting every familiar corner, especially those big attractive eyes. A few moments ago when he was driving passed Taehyung he noticed how the male truly resembled that assailant. He did a police complaint before but because of the lack of CCTV footage, they were doomed to find the attacker.
"Yes, I'm certain that it's you! Your voice is what I'm 100% sure of" He roughly forced out his beliefs, too intrigued to see the face behind that black mask once again.
"Listen, Mister, please stop harassing me. I have works to do" Taehyung voiced out in anger after not being able to take up the stupid blames. He tried to wander pass but unfortunately, a tight grip around the wrist compelled him back to his previous spot "Are you really sure you didn't attend that comeback show?"
Taehyung frowned, irritated with the constant inquiry "What show you are speaking of? I don't understand. Please let me go" he yanked his hand back, careful not to lose the needed balance. His eyes dulled with non-excitement in which Namjoon nervously backed away-- raising his both palms in defense "I'm sorry man. It was a mistake I guess. Actually a few days ago I was attacked by an unknown guy t- hey!" he yelled watching the strange guy hurriedly walk away from him, evidently struggling to pull that big trolley alongside.
"excuse me! Hey wait"
It was a troubling situation. Why the man kept on chasing after him was all taehyung could think of. As time clicked by the anxiety of getting caught grew more violent within his heart, causing him to directly run at full speed. He didn't care if his feet and hand began to ache because holding a lathered trolley with a whole-ass human inside wasn't a joke after all. He felt his heart inflating and squeezing, hot breaths turned themselves visible around the cold winter night so prettily as if the wind stood busy completing an invisible art.
But The chase never slipped off. Taehyung only could curse when he unexpectedly stumbled with his front down, painfully kissing the soil with his already bruised-up face. "oh my are you ok?" namjoon finally caught up with taehyung while heavy breaths made his brain fuzzy.
