Kpop Smuts and Imagines. ( Requests are open )

BLOOD, SWEAT & TEARS pt.2

I am cruel.

The only thing you will get from me is pure pain.

You may be fond of me.

But I... I will toy with you till my heart's content and you will suffer.

MIN YOONGI P.O.V

"This is madness, I cannot run from him! No one can!" I muttered under my breath as I fled down the hallway. My shoes thumping against the pristine marble ground.

I looked around, panicking, I want to find a place I could hide from all this chaos. But all the doors in the mansion was locked, someone seemed to have jammed it from the other side. I cursed and tried to force it open by slamming my body into the wooden doors, but it did not work. I soon gave up and continued running, hearing the cackling laughter behind my back betting louder and louder.

"Min Yoongi~ Where are you?" I heard he call out in his sickly sweet voice. His tone too smooth to be human, to sweet to be true. I sped down the hallway again and also I could feel sweat roll down my temple and beading on my forehead. I took a wrong turn and was met with a dead end.

"Shit!" I cursed and turned around quickly, noticing the shadow of Him around the corner. I closed my eyes and gulped nervously, knowing that I am trapped, I was a sitting duck.

"Min Yoongi~"he called out once again. My name felt like it was being abused from a devil like him. I clenched the hem of my shirt and saw Him standing at other end of the hallway.

He was walking towards me, slowly but surely, he began to pick up the pace and was lunging towards me, picking me up by my neck. My whole confidence draining away once he lifted me up easily. I clawed from my throat, air unable to enter my lungs . My body like breathing, without it I will die.

"S-shit..." I choked out and still trying to pry open his fingers.

His eyes flickered under the dim lighting, turning from brown, blue and then lastly, blood red. My legs swinging freely in the air and I also wanted to kick him away from me, but my legs felt as if it was covered with a block of concrete.

"Who...W-what a-are y-you?" I dared to asked breathlessly.

"Why would you ask? ALL of your can't survive once you have encountered me or should I say... us?"

"What makes y-you t-think that H-he won't k-kill y-you?"

"Because... I AM one of him. " the boy replied, his lips curling into smile. His grip tightened on my throat and I struggled to breathe and gasped fro air. "You have no where to go."

I felt a pair of arms snaking around my jacket and shirt. I turned around and saw the familiar pink hair, broad shoulders and plump lips.

Seokjin?!

No...

"Your friend is under my control. Find my wings... Then you will be free. If you fail to do so... you will die." the blonde boy announced. Yoongi gulped, his body was uncomfortable, the sensation of Seokjin breathing down my ear and neck.

"Stop... S-stop... STOP!!!!!"