MERCENARY 3: Descent into Madness |BTS JIMIN FF|

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RAIN POV

'Don't be shy now. Spread those legs for me.'

I can't... I can't move. My head is spinning.

'Come on, sweetheart. We both know you want me.'

No... no... it's him. His voice is distorted, echoy, but it's him.

'That's cute. But we both know you don't want me to stop.' *sinister laughter*

I'm pressing my legs together. I think. I'm trying to fight him off. I think. But my body isn't working how I wish it to.

No... I don't want this... Jimin... where is Jimin?!

I can feel the pressure on me, someone's body on mine. Someone's hands between my legs. His hands. Brushing against my thighs and spreading them apart by force.

'There you go, sweetheart. That's a good whore.'

I can't move. I can't even cry. I can feel tears yet I can't make a sound.

Pants. I can hear him panting and moaning. I can feel his sweat dripping on my skin and I can't wipe it away. I can't push him.

I wish I was dead.

I wish that knife killed me. I would be with my husband now. I would be with Jimin.

Banging. Loud banging against the glass of the room I'm trapped within. 

My tired eyes focused on it, if only to take away the pain. The shame.

Jimin.

He's the one banging on the window, screaming. I can see his lips moving, but no sound is coming through.

'Eyes on me, sweetheart.' Fingers grabbed my face and turned it to face the man above me, and I could see him now

That long, lack hair falling down to touch my skin as he moves on me. In me. The disgusting grin of pride. Those dead eyes, devoyed of anything good.

'Your dearest is watching. Why don't you scream for me. Show him you're enjoying yourself.' He pressed his body to mine, his wet tongue making a wet trail from the bottom of my throat up to my ear in one agressive swipe. 'Show him how good I make you feel. Like he never could.'

'Like he never will... because he's dead. And you, sweetheart, are all mine to toy with.'

Gathering all the weak strength I've got, I screamed from the top of my lungs, screeching with everything I've got.

'RAIN!!!'

Jimin's voice was distant, but somehow clear through my screams.

'Baby, wake up!!!'

My eyes snapped open, finding my hands slapping all around me, my palm slamming against his chest full force. Sweat was coating my skin, sticking my hair to my throat, sliding down my neck and spine.

'You're okay. You're safe. I'm here.' Jimin's soft voice was cooing to me, his eyes filled with sorrow as he gazes at me

'Jimin-'

'I'm here, baby. I'm here.' He pulled me to himself in one swift movement, pressing my face to the hollow of his throat. 'You're okay.'

He's here. I'm safe. I'm safe with him.

I was breathing heavily against his skin, breath still hitching from my nightmare, but it was slowly becoming steadier as he stroked my hair.

'He won't ever touch you again. I promise. I promise.' He hummed between kisses he left on my hair