|MÏÑSÛÑG|~Kidnapped~

~Chapter 14~

Jisung's pov:

I smiled at Seungmin as he turned the TV off, relieved that I didn't have to watch that killing show.

Then I glanced at the sulky cat sitting in his chair, Minho, clearly annoyed he couldn't mess with me anymore.

I smiled, rolling my eyes as I began to talk to some of the members again.

"Foods done!" Felix called out from the kitchen and everyone went to the dining room table.

Felix walked over to the table with plates of food, smiling.

He set plates in front of each member including me.

Everyone began to eat and so did I, and they were right about how Felix's cooking was amazing..

"Wow, Felix.. your cooking is so good.." I mumbled, food stuffed in my mouth.

"Thanks." Felix laughed, thinking I was cute acting like that

After everyone finished eating, they left the table to do their own thing.

I just went to my room, not wanting to interact with anyone as my social battery ran out.

I entered my room, closing my door and sighing.

"I still can't believe I'm living with a Mafia gang.." I mumbled, plopping myself onto my bed.

"But it's so nice here.. a huge home, friends.. and I'm not lonely.." I smiled to myself.

"Wait.. why am I talking o myself?" I asked myself.

"I got to stop doing that." I mumbled before sighing, going to the bathroom in my bedroom.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked much better than last time I looked at myself..

I even had new and much prettier clothes than before I got kidnapped.

I then heard a noise from the room next to me, aka the room where Heeseung was locked up in.

It sounded like.. struggling as I heard thumping and more.

I walked out of my room, curious as I opened the door to where Heeseung was kept at to see him struggling in a chair.

"Hello.." I said quietly, closing the door behind me as I walked towards him.

"Are you okay?" I asked, tilting my head. Heeseung didn't seem like a threat to me.. I kinda trusted him.

I noticed the tape on his mouth, taking it off as he began to speak.

"Hey, please untie me." He simply said, painting for some reason.

"I can't do that.. I'm sorry.." I backed away from him.

"PLEASE!" he yelled which only made me back away more.

He kept begging, which made me leave the room and close the door.

"God, he's going insane.. but I can't blame him, he's been tied up for a while.." I shrugged, going back to my room.

As I entered my room, I laid down on my bed, tired.

I heard struggling from Heeseung's room but ignored it, slowly going to sleep.

Then I fell into a slumber..