I want to be a Sexy Porn Star

Escape?

Yoongi returned with two (black) cups and handed it to them. It's some black liquid.
"What is this?" Hoseok asked looking down at Yoongi's black boots, gulping nervously.
"Coffee. You look tense. Are you sick?" Yoongi touched Hoseok's forehead.

"No no ..... It's hot here." Hoseok panicked and scooting closer to Jimin.
"Yeah Joon messed up again, he destroyed air conditioning this time." Yoongi shrugged.
"Destroyed?" Hoseok whispered looking at Jimin. Jimin sat their mortified.
"We will start once Jin finishes cleaning. So just relax." Yoongi tried to smile at Hoseok as he left them again.
"Jiminie... What's happening?" Hoseok shook him.
"Hyung... Why did this happen to us?" He tried sipping coffee.
"Don't drink, god knows what is in this." Hoseok took cup from Jimin and hid it beneath the bench.
"Hyung do you think he was cleaning blood after murdering someone?" Jimin whispered looking around, there was no exit except for the door they came in through.
"Shh.... Maybe they are keeping eyes on us." 
"Hyung why don't we text someone to help us.."
"Oh shit.. what were we waiting for." Hoseok smiled and took his phone trying to type discreetly and his smile morphed into frown.
"Hyung?"
"No signal Jiminie. We are trapped forever." Hoseok sighed.
"Hyung I assure you, the sun will shine on us again." Jimin was determined.
"Did you just quote Loki?.... Now in the middle of being killed?" Hoseok whisper shouted.
"No listen hyung I have a plan.... I am hundred percent sure this will work." Jimin replied
"He has a gun Jiminie." Hoseok argued.
"I know but this is a foolproof plan. It's just... you have to cooperate." Jimin said looking at his palms.
"Me? How?" 
"So we will take that Yoongi guy to the door and then I will kick his groin and when he is crying in pain, we will use his fingerprint to open the door. Then we will kick his groin once again, once we are out we will run as fast as we can. And then we will hide in railway station till tomorrow evening......Then umm .. we will take next flight to Seoul. And God promise hyung we will be free birds again."
Hoseok stared at the black wall with furrowed brows and thought for some time.
"What if he shoots?"
"I mean he is not that big, we can easily overpower him together and I know taekwondo." Jimin assured him.
"What if he traces us back to Seoul?" He asked.
"We will destroy our phones and I know a place in Daegu it's countryside, not much of technology." Jimin whispered into his ears.
"Hmm it's risky but that's the only option left I guess, hmmm but how are we going to bring him to door.?" 
"Y.. you w..will hyung..... you will s-e-d-u-c-e him."
"What!???? No.... I won't do that." Hoseok's eyes were so big.
"Hyungie please.... I want to live." Jimin replied with teary eyes.
"Why me?." 
"He likes you .... I mean like crush or something. He didn't even acknowledge my presence. Only you can save us hyung. God knows what he is planning to do with us." Tears rolled down his face.
"Don't cry Jiminie, just tell me what to do?" Hoseok sighed.
"Just smile at him, then rub his biceps biting your lips maybe tell him how handsome he is. I will pretend snooping you, so you ask for privacy and then 'bamn' we are free."
"I have never flirted with anyone, I feel he will be the first and last person I will flirt with." 
"We can do it hyung and if anything goes wrong, pretend that you are crazy." Jimin rubbed his back.

Both of them sighed heavily thinking all the consequence of their escape plan. They don't have a choice, both of them were imagining different scenarios while holding eachother's hands. The sound of door opening stiffened them, Hoseok put on the sweetest smile while Jimin squeezed his hands.
Two men came out of room, they were taller and better built than both Jimin and Hoseok. One of them was wearing a mask and carried a vacuum cleaner and the other one with neon pink apron carried a spatula. Their heart sank, all the planning was in vain now.

"Oh you don't like coffee?" The taller man asked, his voice is raspy.

"W..we were waiting for it to cool down." Jimin replied with a smile, his knees were shaking.
"Both of them look really cute and sexy, Joonie, I think they are perfect for it." The apron man said to the mask man. Jimin was shocked, they were really going to sell them...?
"Are you guys together?" Mask man asked.
"Hyung is my best friend." Jimin replied. 
"Both of you are single?"
"Yes sir."
"Sir? Oh sorry I forgot to introduce myself..... I am Kim Namjoon and this is Kim Seokjin, we are best friends and business partners." The mask man said
Both Hoseok and Jimin bowed at them.
"Woah it's really hot here Joonie, you better repair air conditioning. And come in boys we are ready." Seokjin said before getting in while Namjoon inspected air vent. Hoseok covered his mouth to stop sobbing and Jimin was lost. The room was almost empty, the wall was painted black. There was a camera set-up. On the corner of the room sat Min Yoongi, who was busy working in his laptop. He smiled at Hoseok before continuing his work. 
"Are you ok? Your face is red?" Namjoon asked.
"Hyung is just sensitive to heat." Jimin replied for Hoseok.
"Oh" with that Namjoon left the room.
"You guys must be hungry, eat this. It's my special potato sandwich and don't say no because it's an order." Seokjin handed them a plate full of sandwiches.
"They are really tasty, give it a try." Yoongi smiled at Hoseok who slowly hid behind Jimin.
Namjoon returned with a pedestal fan and placed it front of Hoseok.
"I hope both of you will feel better now." He smiled showing his dimples. 
Sandwiches were really tasty but both of them didn't have any appetite. Fear was eating them alive. These people are scary and weird. It has been almost an hour, but these men have not stated their real intention.
After few more adjustments Yoongi instructed them to stand in front of camera. While his hands slipped into his hoodie's pocket.
"Please don't kill us Yoongishi, we are innocent human being who left everything behind for our dream. We don't have enough money to even rent a proper home. There are days we sleep without dinner. We had to save for three weeks to buy a proper blanket. You will not gain anything from killing us. Please Yoongishi I beg you." Hoseok sobbed hugging Yoongi, the man was blushing furiously. While other three stared them in shock. After gaining his sense, Jimin sat on his knees and begged.
"Please sir, leave my hyung, he is innocent and he was not supposed to be here, please spare his life." He cried loudly.
"Yoongi... Explain?" Seokjin raised his eyebrows.
"I .... Aren't you Parkhere Chimy?" Yoongi asked Hoseok who was still holding Yoongi's biceps.
"What's is that?" Hoseok asked tilting his head, Yoongi was so endeared by the sight that he absent mindedly wiped his tears.
Seokjin cleared his throat to bring Yoongi back to reality.
"You applied yesterday for.... for the r..role? As Parkhere Chimy?" Hoseok turned to Jimin who had a weird expression.
"Oh that's him not me, he wants to be an actor and I am a dancer." Hoseok was slightly relieved.
"So are you Parkhere Chimy?"
"Yeah I ...." Jimin scratched his neck, flushing, he now remembers the mess he made last night.
"Don't tell me you were drunk." Yoongi raised eyebrows, while Seokjin facepalmed.
"Not exactly." Jimin replied 
"What have you done Jiminie?" Hoseok asked.
"I..." Jimin signed.
"He applied to be a pornstar and this was supposed to be his audition." Seokjin deadpanned.
Hoseok separated from Yoongi.

"Park Jimin, why would you do that?" He shouted flicking his forehead.
"I don't know hyung."