Fugitive | seulyong

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"my heart scares you but a gun doesn't."

- harley quinn

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"why would i be gay when i already have you?"

seulgi almost choked from her own saliva from taeyong's words. she glared at him hatefully and all she can see is not a bland reaction but a smirking one. irritated by the way he teases her; she sets down her fingers and tapped the table. "don't make me laugh." her tone was serious and she was getting raged again. seulgi raised an eyebrow and scoffed, "are making me like hansol? that's why you're keeping me? are you running out of men?"

she refused to smell the sandwich and take a bite again, even though her stomach's already pushing her to. taeyong flicked his tongue due the agent's hard headedness but he got the reaction that he wanted.

"oh baby you test the waters real deep." taeyong groaned and leaned towards her ear. when she felt his hot breath tickling her ear lobe, she slightly flinched. her jaws and fists clenched. "what would it take to earn a trust huh?" taeyong whispered, eyes pointing towards hansol who was at the living room. taeyong clasped seulgi's shoulders and leaned more,

"oh i won't kill you just yet," he murmurs. "that'll be less fun. maybe i should just hurt you," then he traced seulgi's bare nape, "real bad."

taeyong's lips curved into an unknown smirk once again and kissed seulgi's tensed neck. seulgi flinched when she felt his lips nipping on her neck; she tightly clenched her fists, waiting for the right time...

"i want to keep you alive." taeyong whispered before leaning back. he grabbed seulgi's cheeks gently, making her face him. "you have pretty eyes," he admired her dark orbs, "but those eyes ignite fear."

seulgi tried to hold it in as her hand crawled to the table, grabbing the fork.

"i want those eyes to see, how your precious friends die one by one. one bullet after another or maybe, your own hands killing them?"

"jerk." she mumbled but it was loud enough for him to hear.

"i know baby," he laughed. his voice echoing throughout the whole room. "you don't seem to trust my judgment."

"if you're just keeping me for me to just die shamelessly later on then just kill me right now. what are you so afraid of? you think you can make me speak?"

taeyong whistled from the back.

"do you want me to be so honored because i was killed by you? was that an honor in your team? killing an important enemy?" she spoke her words bravely enough but she earned a loud scoff. hansol looked down.

"where's the fun in that?" taeyong casually replied like he wasn't listening at all.

"you treat life as fun!?" she screamed at him and swung her fists, trying to stab taeyong on the chest using the fork. taeyong smoothly avoided the agent's lousy moves and held both of her hands behind her. "let me go! you're a soulless asshole!"

taeyong rolled his eyes and ordered hansol to come and handcuff her on the chair again.

seulgi, with all her might, tried to escape taeyong's wrath but her body was now too weak to even protest. she stopped wriggling her body and just let hansol carry her legs and tie her up. "why won't you even cry?" taeyong asked with crossed arms when he noticed that she wasn't even being emotional.

"do you think that your threats are worth t to be cried on?"

"sharp tongue." hansol commented and kicked the chair she's sitting to. "tell us agent, what is jimin up to now?"