Yoongi's POV
I get in my car and start driving in the direction of his apartment. Since I know Seoul pretty well, it won't really take me long to figure out were a place is.
The drive isn't that long, it's only like 15 minutes from my house.
I really like driving, especially at night and if it's slightly drizzling outside.
I finally made it to his apartment complex, and can I just say....holy shit.
This guy must be rich or something! Doesn't he just live alone? Why do these apartments look like there just houses stuck together in one building!
I wonder what he works as. Or if his parents are rich and he's just spoiled brat that nobody likes.
I walk up to the third floor, were his apartment is and knocked on the door.
I heard footsteps coming towards the door at a quick pace, so I knew this apartment is huge.
When the door opened I immediately looked up to Namjoon and smiled nicely.
"Aww! You're cute when you smile." Namjoon said pinching my cheeks and then ruffling my hair.
I stopped smiling. "Did you make chicken nuggets?" I asked still standing outside the doorway.
"Oh! I did make chicken nuggets." He moved to the side of the doorway so I could go in.
My eye's widened at how beautiful his place was compared to mine. We've already been to my apartment and he told me that I had the better apartment.
"You lied." I said and looked around for the kitchen. When I found it I looked for the chicken nuggets. They were still in the oven.
"What did I lie about?" Namjoon looked slightly worried at me. "Was it a bad lie?"
"No, you just lied to me about how my place is better then yours." I said starring at the chicken nuggets.
"Oh...Well I didn't want you to think that I'm a spoiled rich kid. Which I'm not." Namjoon said getting closer to me.
"Don't get any closer to me! I wanna eat my chicken nuggets first! I haven't eaten all day." I said putting my arms in front of me and pushing him away.
"Wait, what? You haven't eaten anything today? It's 9 pm! You're gonna get sick!" He said putting my arms down and pulling me into a hug.
"It's not that serious Namjoon. I ate yesterday, I just ran out of food, and I don't have money at the time." I said slightly hugging back.
"So you starve? You could've told me that you need help. I'll give you as much as you need." Namjoon is now looking at me, running his hands up and down my waist softly.
"I don't need your money, I can work for it. I just need to control how I use my money more." I say clinging onto him. I don't know why, but whatever
"Babe, I'll give you money, just tell me how much." Did he call me babe? I think he did call me babe. Although I didn't show a reaction on the outside, I was kinda dying on the inside.
"I already told you. I don't want you money." I say looking up to him. "I just need my paycheck from my boss. He hasn't paid anyone yet."
"You can sue him you know." Namjoon said. "Whats your job anyway?"
"I'm an assistant to this music producer." I say, and almost got interrupted by the oven beeping.
"Yay! There done!" I say trying to change the topic. I grab a oven mitt and take the tray out and place it on the big ass counter.
"Yoongi, can we talk about this? You're having trouble and I want to help. Please just let me help." Namjoon says turning my body around so I was looking at him and not at the chicken nuggets.
"After we eat." I say and grab a chicken nugget and put it in his mouth. After that, I run out of the kitchen, because I know he'll just get me.
He smiled and took it out of his mouth and ran after me.
"Namjoon! Stop!" I say still trying to get away from him, laughing.
We were now just running around the big ass couch. And then all of a sudden he leaped over it to be right infront of me. I fell back, but kept trying to get away from him. I was crawling on the floor, and he grabbed my leg, so I completely fell to the floor.
I squirmed out of his hold, still laughing. I ran out of the living room and ran into a random room, closed the door locking it so he didn't come after me. It was dark so I felt the walls for a light switch.
"Babe! Open the door! Don't turn the light on! Just open the door!" He said, not laughing anymore, and is now just banging viscously.
I didn't listen and kept trying to find the light switch. "Yoongi please! Open the door! I won't come after you!"
I ignored him and finally turned on the light. I turned around to see a regular bathroom. 'Why doesn't he want me in here?'
Then I saw it.
A blade.
And blood all over the sink.
