Caring For You [Yoongi X Reader]

Marriage

//Y/N's POV//

Jackson led me down this long hall.
We stopped at the last door.

I asked him who his friend was.

Why would he want to meet Me?

Does he know the situation?

Certainly not..

This stranger would do the right thing, right?

Jackson opened the door, tugging me along my wrist.

The room was very bright, compared to the dark and cramped hallway.

My eyes adjusted to the light, and I observed the room.

It was a simple room, like the one before.

But instead of a bedroom it seemed like a living room. It did have a somewhat big window on the far wall, opposite of the door in which we entered.

There was two couches, and one had a man sitting in the center.

Jackson pulled me along, sitting me on the couch across the man, who I assumed was this Mark guy.

He didn't look crazy.

He looked normal.

"Mark, this is Y/N, my girlfriend.." Jackson introduced.

Girlfriend?

I smiled, and gave a small bow.

Prick, I'm not your girlfriend.

"Nice to meet you. Your as pretty as Jackson said you were." He smiled.

"Chill, she's mine. Haha." Jackson teased, but with a tiny bit of jealousy on his voice.

"Of course..Hey, Jackson can you grab me a drink?" Mark asked, suddenly thirsty. He pinched his throat, showcasing his thirst.

"Oh of course. Water okay?" Jackson said, releasing his grip from my hand, leaving the couch.

"Yes thank you bro" He grinned.

Jackson leaned over the couch to whisper something in my ear.

"Don't move an inch.."He threatened, but sent a smile at Mark.

I nodded and nervously put my hands on my lap.

Jackson left the room, and I heard a click.

He locked it?

But his friend is in here?

I was lost in thought, when suddenly Mark was waving his hand in my face.

"Y/N, listen to me. We have to be quick..Im here to help you."

"Wait- huh? Do you know?" I asked, shocked and confused.

"I know..now hurry. Before Jackson comes back."

I nodded.

He stood, me following him.

He walked over to the window on the far side of the room.

There was a lock on the top of the window, but since Mark was talk he could reach it, turning it.

"Okay, come here, I have to lift you-"

"What are you doing...mark..Y/N?"

We both froze.

We turned around, facing him.

My eyes widened.

"Jackson, what are you doing with a gun." Mark asked, stepping in front of me.