river - bts

十

i walked up the staircases to come to the room with the white door, that needed certain keys to enter.

sometimes we would confuse the keys to different doors, so Hoseok decided to paint this key white to match the door, seemed pretty smart.

i opened the door to find him tied up against his will. his hands together like he was a prisoner, his body bent over like he had to eat like a dog, his face filled with so much emptiness it was amusing.

"hi honey.. how are you?"

i didn't hear a word after i closed the door. the room seemed dark, with only one awful light so i could actually see him.

i rested on my knees in front of him. i loved the days i was able to see him. he was just so captivating.. i could spend my day painting a portrait to keep him forever.

he was even more astonishing when he was tied up like this. helpless and vulnerable. it made me tingly all inside knowing that i could do anything to him. i was to never hurt him physically, until the plan set forth.

he brought his head up slowly, looking straight at me. his eyes were not like the rest of us, a beautiful crimson that sparkles whenever light is shone on it. i have never felt this way about a person before, that i would want to be this close.

"i wish you could see your eyes..." i caressed his jawline, "but too bad you're tied up."

i leaned forward and placed my lips on his. i licked his mouth using my tongue, considering the fact his lips were dry.

"you're amazing... but poor lips." I took out a lip balm from my pocket and covered mine with it. i took another kiss just to have a second excuse.

he never kissed back. i didn't understand why, i mean, am i that ugly? sometimes i thought about it, but i came to the conclusion that he was probably nervous around me.

"you are more quiet than Jungkook is lately-"

"i don't love you." he whispered, with a saddened tone.

"why though?" i asked.

"you aren't Namjoon." i could see one silent tear fall from his eye.

i moved closer to him and breathed down his neck. i rested my head on his shoulder, as he turned his head the opposite direction.

"the funny thing is i am at the same time."

"where are they?"

"oh sweetheart, you ask the same question every time and i'm not going to answer it."

"why are you doing this..."

i giggled and stood up on my feet. i put a cigarette in my mouth as i started walking towards the door. i opened it, but i had to talk to him.

"it's for our benefit, you'll love it as well.."

"what are you doing?" he raised his voice.

"worry about namjoon... he almost killed himself because of you."

"what?" he asked, struggling with the rope tied around his wrists.

"Jin.. you're so helpless.. for now. just wait until we move with this plan.."

i closed the door behind me and smiled as i dropped the burned out cigarette,

"it's going to be spectacular."