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Trapped in Their Obsession || OT7

Y/n had always lived a relatively normal life until the day she was abducted by seven notorious gang leaders from South Korea. Each of them was a psychopath in their own right: Namjoon, Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook. They had fallen in love with her, a twisted kind of love that made them believe they could share her amongst themselves. Y/n despised them for ripping her away from the real world and keeping her imprisoned in their mansion.

One evening, as the gang gathered for dinner, Y/n sat at the table, glaring at the food before her. She refused to eat, her defiance clear in her eyes.

"Y/n, you need to eat," Jin said, his voice trying to be gentle but laced with an underlying threat. "We don't want you to get sick."

She looked at him with disdain. "I'd rather starve than accept anything from you monsters."

Jimin sighed, trying to mask his irritation with sweetness. "Please, Y/n. We're just trying to take care of you."

"Take care of me? By kidnapping me and keeping me here like a prisoner?" she spat back.

Namjoon, the leader, had enough of her rebellion. "If you don't eat, we'll have to make you," he warned.

Y/n still refused, pushing the plate away. In a swift motion, Jungkook grabbed her arm, forcing her to stay seated. Hoseok took a spoonful of food and pushed it into her mouth, making her choke and cough.

"Swallow it," he commanded, his voice devoid of sympathy.

She managed to spit some of it out, coughing violently. "You bastards," she managed to gasp between coughs.

Namjoon stood up, his expression darkening. "I've had enough of your defiance, Y/n. It's time you learned to behave."

They dragged her to the basement, a place she had heard about but never seen. It was where they tortured their victims. Her heart raced with fear as they forced her inside.

Namjoon grabbed her neck, and she felt the cold metal of a cat collar being fastened around it. "What are you doing?" she screamed, trying to struggle free.

"From now on, you'll learn to obey us," Yoongi said, his voice cold and detached. "You're going to act like a cat."

"No, I won't!" Y/n cried, shaking her head vehemently.

Taehyung delivered a sharp kick to her side, making her gasp in pain. "You will if you know what's good for you."

They forced her to crawl on all fours. "Meow," Jin ordered, his eyes filled with a sick pleasure.

Y/n hesitated, but another kick from Hoseok made her comply. "Meow," she whispered, tears streaming down her face.

"Louder," Jimin demanded, his tone icy.

"Meow," she said again, louder this time, her voice shaking with fear and humiliation.

They dragged her to the living room with a rope tied to her collar. She felt utterly degraded, treated worse than an animal.

"Eat," Namjoon said, placing a bowl of food on the floor.

She looked at the bowl, then at them, her eyes pleading. "Please, don't make me do this."

"Eat," Yoongi repeated, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Y/n complied, her spirit broken. She crawled to the bowl and began to eat, tears falling into the food. The seven men watched, satisfied with her submission.

"We love you, Y/n," Jungkook said softly, but his words felt hollow and cruel.

"You're ours now," Taehyung added, pulling her close.

As Y/n continued to eat from the bowl, she realized that escape was impossible. She was trapped in their twisted love, destined to endure their cruelty forever. Her defiance had been crushed, leaving her a shell of the person she once was.

In the end, Y/n understood that she would never be free from their obsession. The basement, the collar, the bowl – these would be her new reality. The real world was a distant memory, and all she had left was the dark, twisted world they had created for her.