Yandere kpop ☆

00- Jongho

Yandere: Jongho
Ateez

Triggers: kidnapping, decapitation, crying(?), obsession

backstory: Jongho was your friend. Then one day He kidnaps you and keeps you all to himself after he sees you talking to another guy, San.

I wake up in a silky bed. It takes a few seconds for me to adjust to the lighting. I look around. I didn't recognize this place. I tried to get up, but I couldn't. I then looked down at my ankles. They were tied to the bed. I tried pulling on my arms but they too were tied.

I began to breathe heavily. Where was I? Who took me? Why was I tied up? What's going to happen? Am I going to be sold? Will they sell me? Will I live? Am I going to die?

So many questions we're popping up in my head. I was overthinking. Then I felt something in my mouth. A bandana. I couldn't talk or scream. Tears formed in my eyes. I couldn't believe I was actually in this situation.

My attention was brought to the door when I noticed the knob began to move. My eyes widened. Who was gonna walk through?

My eyes widened seeing a tall figure walk through the door. My heart drops seeing who it was.

Jongho.

He leaned on the doorframe, watching me. I tugged at my wrists which were tied. I gave him pleading eyes. He sighed before walking towards me. I immediately wanted to back up but I couldn't.

He got to me. He tilted his head to the side. Tears streamed down my face. He leaned down, right Infront of my face. I shook in place. "Oh, Pet." He spoke up, lowering his hand down to stroke my hair. I moved away slightly. "Are you crying? Aww, Pathetic." He spoke with such gentleness.

I took a breath. He tilted his head to the other side. "This would have never happened if you didn't go out with San." He said. "I would have never had to do any of this." He said. I then tried to say something. He noticed, grabbing the bandana.

He lowered it. I immediately began to scream. He watched me contently. "Scream all you want, nobody's gonna hear you. You're only gonna hurt your vocals, baby." He said, shrugging his shoulders carelessly.

I looked up at him. "Sans gonna save me." I said firmly. He raised his eyebrows slightly. "Oh really?" He asked sarcastically. "Yes, He's not a psycho like you! He'll track my phone, find me and when he does he's gonna beat the shit out of you. Your gonna be the one losing in the end!" I spat.

He leaned back. "Ah, Really?" He said, licking his lips. "You want San? Fine." He smirked before walking towards the door.

He walked out. I took a breath I didn't know I was holding. A few seconds passed before he popped his head in. My eyes widened. San? That's when Jongho popped up over sans head. He smirked before he took a step inside the room.

My eyes widened.

Jongho was holding the decapitated head of San.

I screamed. Tears formed in my eyes as I screamed for San. Jongho smirked. "You wanted San, Darling I have him." He said.

He walked towards me with Sans' head. I tried to pull at my wrists and ankles. I wanted to get away from him. I coughed on my screams. I turned my head away, crying hysterically. "Angel, Look! Look at who's going to save you!" He said.

Then I heard a thud. I didn't open my eyes yet as I continued to cry. "Angel, Look." He demanded. I didn't open my eyes. I was scared.

"Angel, If you know what's best for you then I suggest you listen to me." He demanded again. I took a breath turning around to look up at Jongho. He gave me narrow eyes.

"None of this would have happened, San wouldn't have been in my hands right now had you not gone and talked to him after I told you not too." He spoke so soothingly. I shook my head, biting my lip. "I-It wasn't m-my- f-fault!" I cried out, tears falling down my eyes.

"But Angel, You went against what I asked of you. I told you if you talked to anyone else, I would kill them." He said. I looked up at him at a complete loss of words. "B-But J-Jong I-I thought you w-were joking." I whimpered out. He chuckled lowly. He leaned down slightly.

"What I say goes. I never joked about it. I meant every word. Your mine, darling. Anybody who steps near you or god forbid another person speaks to you and I promise you I will have more blood on my hands, Angel." He spoke firmly.

I remained speechless. I couldn't believe I was in this situation. "Do you understand?" He asked. I gulped. I pulled at my wrists. Kicking my feet trying to get out. He grabbed my waist pushing me down on the bed, startling me.

I whimpered. "Jong, Please!" I cried out. He reached his hand up to my throat. I froze up completely.

"Don't even try, you're not escaping." He said. "Jesus, Why can't you realize I do all this cuz I care about you? You sound ungrateful. Do I need to carve my name on your damn back for you to realize who you fucking belong to?" He spat.

Tears fell from my eyes. "Do you think I like doing this? Tying you up? No. I don't. But if this is the only way for you to not be stupid and leave then it's what I'll do." He said. "I don't like hurting you. And I would of brought you here and not held you hostage had you just fucking listened." He said, tightening his grip.

I squeezed my eyes shut. "J-Jongho please-" He cut me off, pulling my jaw up to face him. "Will you listen from now on?" He asked. I sniffled. "P-Please-"

"Are you going to listen? If not, then you're not getting out of this room." He said, completely ignoring me.

I took a breath. Maybe this would go easier if I just went along with it. With no other choice, I gave in, nodding.

His grip loosened as he stroked my cheek softly. "Good." He whispered. He leaned down kissing my forehead. He leaned back. "You know I only do this because I love you." I wanted to scoff in his face. He didn't love me. He was obsessed.

"We're meant for each other. And I won't let anything separate me from you." I internally cringed at his words.

"I promise"

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