GOT7 Imagines and One shots

Jinyoung

Here's a story with the ageyo king!!! Sorry it took me such a long time I've been super busy and I've had writers block. Please enjoy, this only part 1 so there will be a continuation.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Your POV~
"Say another word and I'll gut you like a fish!" the man said while pulling me to who knows where. I couldn't see who he was or where we were.

I was blindfolded and my hands was tied behind my back.

"Here she is boss."

"Ahh there's the little brat. You know your parents owe me a lot of money."

I felt someone grab my chin and threw me to the ground. I winced in pain and tried to sit up.

"Are you sure they will come for her?"

"Ne I'm sure, they will do anything to get their little girl back." I began to cry and tried to knock off the blindfold off my head.

"Yah hajima or I'll-"

"That's enough we've tormented her to much. Take the blindfold off."

I felt the blind fold be tooken off and I looked around. There was a man holding the blindfold and another man standing in front of me.

I studied his facial features so I could never forget who he was.

"Annyeong little girl how was your day?" said the man in front of me. I glared at him and kept quite.

"Hahaha well that's a stupid question to ask right now isn't it?" I kept silent and continued to glare at him.

"Not going to talk, well that's to bad because I have someone for you to meet."

The man turned around and walked over to a little boy standing in the corner. He walked back with the little boy and smiled.

"This is my son and he is the same age as you. He will be training to become a professional killer like me. He will begin his training now, and you will be his first victim."

My eyes widened and filled with tears. I looked at the little boy and saw that he was just as scared as I was.

"I don't want to kill the little girl appa." the little boy said to the man.

"You have to if you want to be just like appa. Now take this gun and shoot her."

The man held out a gun to the little boy and stared at his son. The little boy took the gun and tried to hold it with both hands.

"That's right hold steady Jr."

"J-Jebal don't kill me, I'll miss my eomma and appa." I said with tears running down my cheeks.

The man laughed and bent down to meet my eye level. "It's going to be alright it will only hurt a little."

More tears fell down my face and my whole body started going numb.

The little boy, Jr, stared at me and looked up at his appa. The man nodded his head and the little boy sighed.

"Joesonghabnida... umm... appa what's her name?" Jr asked.

"Her name is (y/n)."

"Oh..." Jr said and faced back towards me. He held up the gun and aimed it at me.

I sat there frozen and my eyes went wide. "I'm so sorry (y/n)..."

Then Jr threw the gun away and backed away from his father.