Kidnapped By The Gang (BTS fanfic)

My Babysitter the Cutie

You wake up the next morning, assuming it was morning, and pace for a while in you room. It would be nice if you had a clock. You had absolutely no idea what time it was. It could be day, night, lunchtime, or dinnertime.

They were doing a small meeting outside and you weren't allowed to listen. You stare at the door for a moment then go up to it and press your ear up against the cold surface.

"...here? She did nothing. And I'm pretty sure she won't tell anyone."

"How do you know that?... kill her."

Kill me... Oh god...

"...no choice... dead either way..."

Have they been planning to kill me from the start? I knew I shouldn't have trusted Seokjin.

You angrily back away from the door. You needed to devise a plan to get away. You had to do it fast.

The door opens and Jimin's head pokes through. "Hey," he says. "You want to come outside?"

No way! Nu-uh! I'd rather not.

But you had no choice. "Sure," you say.

You slowly follow Jimin outside. The gang members were in a circle around the table. Some of them were standing and the others were sitting. You took a seat besides Yoongi. They were all staring at you.

"(Y/N)," Namjoon says.

"Yes?" you answer.

"If we let you go, would you tell the police about us?"

The question left you stunned. Why would he ask that? He'd just kill you either way right?

"Um... I'm assuming you want me to say no..." you say.

Namjoon nods.

"I won't. I'll say I got called to help a family member and had to leave town for a couple of days. Although I feel like I'll constantly be questioned by the police."

Namjoon gives me a skeptical look. You sigh. "Look, if you weren't satisfied with that answer then you shouldn't have asked me. Just know this, even under pressure, I won't tell secrets."

You steeled your gaze and went for a head on staring contest. Namjoon breaks out a smirk. "So you're the type of person that protects your friends?"

You nod. After a moment you repeat what he just said in your head. " 'Friend'? What do you mean?"

"I know you've been here for a short time, but these guys like you. They, especially Taehyung, think that you are a friend. Hopefully you think the same way."

You were taken aback. Sure these guys were in a gang, and they are murderers, but they seemed nice. You pinch the bridge of your nose. Being friends with murderers? Yeah sounds like a great decision!

"But I don't even know you guys. You probably know me, since you managed to find me. I don't even trust you. How do I know that you won't kill me? I heard you guys talking about it."

You didn't want to feel bad saying it. They were wanted by the police and that gave you no reason to trust them.

"You thought we were talking about killing you?" Taehyung asks.

You nod.

"We were talking about how you would be in danger if you were out there. The guy that was here yesterday for Yoongi, he saw your face clearly. And if he sees you walking around and finds out who you are, you're likely going to die," explains Seokjin.