I Will Find You || BTS Taehyung (V) FanFiction

Chapter 17 - Save Me

♧A/N: The sudden MV release AND the B.A.P concert fucked my mind sorry guys.♧

Mooyeon's POV

I woke up because of a splash of water.

I opened my eyes and found myself tied up and dangling from the ceiling.

I wondered how long I've been hanging here because I already had wounds on my wirsts due to the chains.

"Thankfully you woke up, beauty." someone said.

I shoke away some water to have a better look and found King Mokjong sitting on a table drinking a tea elegantly.

"What do you want? Do you really think..." I asked annoyed.

A really painful whip stroke by an eunuch made me stop talking.

"It's better for you to cooperate in order to avoid physical pain." Heechul said entering the basement.

Speaking about the basement I'm in a really shabby room with any kinds of torture instruments hanging on the wall.

I hung at the center with my hands tied to the chains.

"You may go back rest now. I'll do the work from now on." Heechul told the young
King.

Since when can a servant talk to his master like this?

"OK but don't damage her beautiful body." Mokjong ordered.

What a pervert.

"I'll give my best. The others may also leave. Don't disturb us the next few hours."

Mokjong nodded simply and left the basement.

"So it's now only you and me. Let's continue our talk. Tell me something about you. TaeHoo and I would like to know everything." Heechul said having a seat.

"You're a bastard." I glared at him.

"That's really charming. But I have my ways to make you talk."

I watched him taking out a palette with very thin needles.

"What are you going to do?" I wondered that he wasn't going to use the big instruments.

"Towards special guests I have special kinds of hospitality. Well, since JeonHa wants you to stay pretty. You know something about acupuncture? A human has 52 simple points... 300 double points and 50 extraordinary points. Totaled up a cool 702 acupuncture points." he told taking one needle out.

"Giving me a acupuncture treatment? You're too kind." I rolled my eyes.

"Just to make you feel comfortable."

I really want to rip this smiling face of him apart.

"So tell me. Are you really a prophet?"

"No I'm not." I said looking somewhere else.

"Is that so?" he grabbed my hair forcing me to look at him. "Then what's with the story about you falling from the sky? This mysterious light they saw? You're not an ordinary girl. You're from another world? Are you really able prophesy the future? I want to know everything."

He put his face that close to me it was really disgusting.

I refused to see why I should tell someone like him the future. Besides I already promised Taehyung and the others that I won't tell anyone. There's no way that I would spill out a word.

I simply spit at his face in disgust signalling that he should recede from me.

He wiped my spit off from his face and pricked the thin needle at a specific spot on my head.