ANGEL MASK

Part 9

Fear filled your body whole when the bell at the door rang.

A sweet woman's voice called your name from outside, knocking again. The sight was unexpected once you opened the door. Nayeon.

"Hi." You spoke as she sent a small smile your way.

"Hello. May I come in?"

You immediately nodded, allowing her inside, offering a cup of coffee. "No, thank you." The bag in her hold she offered with desperate eyes, afraid of rejection. "It's something for the baby. Jinyoung told me. Can I sit?"

"Of course."

The silence was awkward as you waited for her to speak. " Listen, I'm here because I wanted to apologize for what happened in the interrogation room all those months ago. I know it's late and it's okay if you don't want to accept it, I understand."

"It's okay." You said. "In a way I understand too - where you're coming from. You don't have to apologize. Yoongi has a lot of pain. To the people he doesn't know and to the people he holds close."

It was normal to wonder what he was up to. Your days revolved around that man day and night, never once apart. You missed him... the man he showed whilst wearing a mask of a monster.

"I'll take that cup of coffee if you don't mind. Here let me help." You thank her as you grunted, your hand at your back. "How much longer until the baby gets here?" She questioned, following behind you.

"Not long. The doctor says that any day now." You said proudly, caressing your swollen stomach.

You smiled as the baby kicked, going back to making her coffee.

"I'm assuming Jinyoung stops by once in a while?" Nayeon eyed the blanket and the pillow on the couch, teasingly raising an eyebrow your way.

"Oh, no it's not like that. -"

His lips were soft, gentle against yours. The hands that ended many caressed your cheeks as he moaned, a hand on your belly.

You gasped, pushing him away whilst wiping at your lips. "We - we cannot. I appreciate you helping me, but this can not go on any further."

"He stays over from time to time, but ever since I told him the due date, he's stuck by my side."

Nayeon hummed, muttering a thanks when you handed her a warm cup of coffee. "He's a good man. We're not really close, but I'm glad that he trusted me enough to allow me to visit you. I want you to know that I am doing everything in my power to find Min Yoongi. I won't let him get to you."

If only.
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She smirked, as her security was taken into the grasps of Min Yoongi's men.

When he walked inside her home, dressed in black with Jungkook at his back, Seulgi spoke. "Didn't expect you to take too long to find me."

He was pissed, it was clear. Though her heart pounded inside her chest, she did not show her fear, taking a seat as his people surrounded her, that smirk of hers stuck to her lips.

"What? Did you think I was going to let go of what you did? Your betrayal? And here I thought we were becoming friends."

Seulgi chuckled. "Oh, you're wrong Min. I don't do friends. I offered you a good deal and vice versa, but you see, I took the deal that is the best for me. It just turns out it wasn't you."

Yoongi gulped before he smiled, glaring at her with a disdain that she returned.

The hit was unexpected, causing her to loudly gasp as her head turned from the slap. He mounted her, his knees at the side of her thighs. "You piece of shit!" She yelled, pushing at his shoulders, and at his pale, veiny hands when they snaked around her delicate throat.

"Who'd you deal with Seulgi? Was it the American's? The Kim's? Who gave you that goddamn video!" As she squirmed, he pressed tighter, the veins in her head protruding.

Jungkook walked forwards, a thin and jagged scar across his eye. "She can't tell you that if she's dead, Yoongi." He spoke as the pale man growled, letting her go and removing himself from her lap.

They watched as she gasped, coughing excessively with tears in her eyes. "I know people who know where she is." Seulgi cried, "Your wife? She's in that program where the government puts you in after - witness protection or some shit like that. I don't know exactly where she is, but I know people who might." With mascara running down her cheeks, she sniffled before continuing to speak hoarsely. "Kim Seokjin. The Kim's? He gave me the video and offered me a better deal than you did. Protection. Protection from my sadistic ex-husband who is trying to kill me. Now it's up to you, or Seokjin after he finds out I betrayed him, or Yixing? Or, or you can let me go, I live to see another day, and you get to reunite with your precious wife. It's up to you."

After Min Yoongi was gone and she trashed her home in anger, Seulgi inhaled the cigarette between her lips, a phone on her ear.

"Joohyun? I need your help. Min Yoongi found me and I need to stay alive. You got what I ordered? Perfect. I need a new passport. I'm getting the fuck out of here."