Butler ; JJK

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"Not even you can touch me, Kim Taehyung." You seethed, stepping back as he tried to get closer to you.

"Yes, I can, my love." He grinned, his hand creeping up your face which you slapped away. "You're only mine and not anyone's."

You hissed. "In your dreams."

"Then..." He shrugged. "I'll get you... By hook or by crook."

He swayed his arms to lock you in his grip but you were able to dodge those.

"You're crazy." You huffed, staying away from him.

"Crazy for you, love." He smirked and in just a blink, he was able to pull you close.

Your back was pressed against his chest, his right arm snaked on shoulders to prevent you from escaping. You tried to pull his arm but as what you've expected, he was strong enough.

You breathed hardly and tried to recollect your thoughts. Grinning, you were able to remember what Hoseok has taught you about self-defense.

With your free hand, you reached for his fingers, picking up his middle and ring fingers and bent it backwards. Taehyung roared loudly by the pain as you were able to escape from his hold.

He breathed deeply and ran his tongue along his lower lip, trying to stay calm and to not get so hard on you.

"Just..." He breathed out. "Just come with me, Y/N. Don't make it hard for me."

You clicked your tongue and stared at him awfully. "Who says I'm gonna come with you?"

Your heart hitched when Taehyung's eyes became darker in just a split second. His lips pressed in a straight line and his grip got harder against the gun.

"Sorry not sorry but you're making me do this." He grumbled in a monotone which sent shivers down your spine.

He extended his hand gun and aimed at you making you widen your eyes and root at your place.

What the fuck. You cursed in your mind.

You glanced at the door, wondering why your parents aren't even going out to check you.

'Don't they heard the gunshot earlier?' You thought, mentally asking for their help.

Your chest went up and down quickly as your fists crumpled.

I have no choice.

You pressed your eyes hardly before turning your heels and ran away but as expected, he shoot your thigh making you fall on the soft grass. You groaned in pain, your sight meeting the gun owned by the maniac he killed.

You glanced at Taehyung who's gun was still aiming at you and back at the gun which was near enough for you to reach. You tried your best to move as your other hand covered your wound to stop it from bleeding. But before you could even reach the gun, Taehyung grabbed you by the waist, his arm locking you in.

"T-taehyung, it h-hurts--"

You were cut when his other hand covered your mouth with a white hanky. Feeling it wet, you knew that he put some kind of a chemical on it so you held your breath in.

Just like what you've done last time, you acted unconscious so you dropped your head low, your hands dropping weak as well. But Taehyung hissed, knowing that you were great at acting so he pressed the hanky more on your face. Your chest tightened, your hand reaching for his arm to pull it away but you can't. Till you finally can't breathe so you gasped for an air, inhaling the chemical from the hanky which quickly made you dozed off to unconsciousness.