𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖾 || 𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 [ on hold ]

8

Author pov

They sit in the eerie silence of their confined space, the unsettling reality of their situation bearing down on them.. Questions swirl in their minds once again, each one more pressing than the last.

"Why are we in a place like this?" Y/n's voice trembles with a mixture of fear and disbelief as she surveys their surroundings. The dimly red lit s*x lair room, with its array of s*x toys and devices, giving her the creeps and conjures the worst scenarios & outcomes in the back of her mind.

Jungkook's brow furrows in confusion as he glances around the room, his stomach churning with unease. The darkness makes it difficult to see anything, leaving them both in the dark.

Struggling in his chair, he attempts to break free again and sighed in frustration. “It’s no use, she tied us real tight,” Y/n sighs as well, attempting to shimmy herself up. Trying to break out from her restraints in case her rope is not tight, but she meets the same road as Jungkook. “I told you, it's not useful...the knots are dead tight.”

“W-well, I want to try, and we can’t just give up—”Y/n insists, their conversation echoing loudly in the confined space. “I never said we should,” he replies, noticing there's no window and what is a window ..is barely even one. Silence then passes by and Jungkook prompts.

“Hey... Y/n, I’m really sorry for getting you into this,” he apologises, expressing regret for involving & dragging Y/n in his troubles. Y/n reassures him, “It’s okay, Kook. We don’t know for sure if you are the reason, besides, she says we play a big part in her plan.”

“Did she hurt you?” Jungkook asks, his guilt evident in his eyes. “I’m not sure... I think she drugged me. I was at home, hearing voices.” At the mention of voices, Jungkook's brows furrow. “She drugged me as well, and what do you mean voices?”

“Idk, you are going to think I’m crazy.” Y/n shakes his head.

“Crazy is all that has happened in the last few days so far. So, tell me, Y/n... I'd rather you tell me that, or I’ll go insane.”

“I was at a book signing event like weeks or months ago, and I heard someone's voice. It was familiar, but I couldn’t remember their name. Come to think of it, A was there too.”

“So she has stalked us for months now, maybe even years. Who is she to us?” Jungkook ponders, his muscles tense under the rope crossing his chest as well Y/n. Is this some weird BDSM shit?. “I don’t know, Jungkook…”

“Let's try to lay it all out here. I got kidnapped, drugged while being with the manager. He was acting weird, like... being hypnotised. You, you got kidnapped at home right?… Did anything you remember that was weird?” He tries to tackle and recollect what happened. “Besides voices, nothing weird. Your manager gets hypnotised? That is kinda weird. It does seem odd how she could get into my home without being detected.”

“It’s really odd. She even covers her face. I mean, that is normal. All the bad guys mostly cover their faces, but her voice. Her voice seems unnatural, like it's being manipulated. Why does she hide her voice from us? It’s not like we can record her voice. I mean, maybe she doesn't want us to remember her voice... Aaah! My head hurts from all the thinking.”

“You do make a great point, Kook,” Y/n tries to force up a smile. In times like this, she feels like smiling is not fitting, but maybe it might give them some hope and energy. 

“You sure she didn't hurt you, Y/n? Keep you in that small space?” He leans in, pointing with his body at the built enclosed space in the sex dungeon. He scoots the chair to be close to hers. The chair legs scratch the basement floor, causing friction.

“I felt claustrophobic, I felt trapped. But I think I'm a bit... okay now. Not like okay okay, but okay…” Jungkook nods, looking around once again.

"I don't understand," he mutters, his voice barely above a whisper. He adds. "What does she want with us?" .Their captor's motives remain shrouded in mystery, a dark shadow looming over their every thought and action.

But amidst the uncertainty, one thing is clear—they need answers, and fast. "We need to figure out why she brought us here," Jungkook declares, his voice firm with determination. He might seem brave, but he is scared too.

"There has to be a reason," Jungkook continues, his mind racing with possibilities. "Y- yeah, we have to. It might not help us escape, but it helps us understand why she is doing this to us. Like why a s*x dungeon? She could pick any other room. Is she trying to send us a message with this room? Making some sort of impression?" she suggests, her voice tinged with apprehension.

“Idk, are we s*x objects? Is this a kink... like her hobby? I mean, it looks like this place is custom made. She couldn't build this all by herself, right? Or she could get someone, have you ever thought? She might not work alone to kidnap us. It’s just weird. Have you seen her eyes too? Sometimes, I see it going black to dark red... I wasn’t sure to tell you that, but... this whole thing is just messed up and doesn't make sense…”

Their captor's twisted games leave them grasping at straws, struggling to make sense of the nightmare unfolding around them.

But as they ponder the mysteries that lay before them, a glimmer of hope flickers to life within their hearts—a determination to uncover the truth and emerge victorious against the darkness that threatens to consume them.

With that resolve burning bright within them, Jungkook and Y/n set out to unravel the secrets of their captor's lair, determined to uncover the truth behind their abduction and put an end to the nightmare once and for all. An ending nightmare for the two smut writers.

TO BE CONTINUED..