Devil Incarnate • Jikook

Nightmare

Jimin's POV:

7pm

I arrived home from my work and entered in finding no one in the living room. Also the house felt empty. "Eomma, I'm hungry!" I walked up to eomma and appa's room but found it empty. Then I went to Jihyun's room but he wasn't in either. Where are they? Everyone's supposed to be home right now.

I walked back down. May be they went out somewhere without me. But they usually didn't do that. Regardless I went to the fridge to check for a note. Eomma left me notes regarding situations where she'd go out somewhere. Indeed I found a note there. But it's wasn't my eommas writing.

"Get in the car outside your house if you want to see your family"
   
                                                      - JJK

My feet involuntarily walked me out my front door. I saw a man waiting by a black car. He motioned for me to get in by opening the car door. I wanted to run away. Go get help from someone to find my parents but something inside me told me to follow the note obediently. So that's what I did. Walked in the car and sat. Everything immediately went dark as something was put over my face. I panicked.

"Don't resist or it'll hurt you" a deep voice rang in my ears. I gulped and nodded. Then I was handcuffed with my hands behind my back. At this point I was about to get into cardiac arrest.

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After what seemed like hours and hours I was walked through what seemed like a huge place. Floors, stairs, more floors, more stairs. I honestly felt so scared. This definitely had to mean it's that Jeon guy. He's decided to kill me. Still I was just scared for my family. Even my baby brother is missing. The thing on my face was removed along with my handcuffs. I adjusted to the low light. The place looked like a basement. I was made to go through a metal door and what I saw horrified me.

My parents were kneeling on the floor, arms held back by very muscular men. They were kneeling infront of that criminal. And he fucking smirked at me looking visibly very happy to see me. What a sick bastard. Shit, I don't see my baby brother, where's he.
" Where's Jihyun?!!" I asked him.
"Hello darling, I've missed you. Did you miss me?"
"Where's Jihyun?" I asked eomma who gave me an apologetic look and whispered a low, " I don't know, I asked him but he won't answer. I'm sorry".

" What did you do to my brother you sick bastard? Where is he? If you did something to him I swear I'll kill you"
He merely cocked his eyebrow at me and answered.
"He's safe upstairs. I thought this atmosphere won't suit that kid so I left him there. Or do you want me to bring him here to see this?" He motioned towards my parents and me smiling sickeningly.
At my lack of answer he continued.
" Now that we have that outta the way, let me introduce myself. I'm Jeon Jungkook". He looked to my parents and added. " Jimin's fiancé. My parents looked me questioningly. "He's lying. I don't even like him. He's a rich sick spoilt brat" I answered to my parents who looked distressed at my answer.
" Oh Jimin, is that how you introduce your future husband to your parents hm? I see your parent's didn't teach you manners". I was about to respond but my eomma beat me to it.
" You jerk, I taught enough manners to my Jimin, it's you who's not been taught any manners. You kidnapped us who are like your parents age and have the cheek to question my parenting right in front me".
Jungkook just chuckled. " I see where he got his fiesty side from" he said.
Both my eomma and I scoffed.

"This is getting boring. Jimin we're getting married in two weeks. Make sure you obey all my orders and act like a perfect fiancé okay? I don't want you to embarrass me at the wedding ceremony. I won't tolerate that shit". He spoke irritated.
"Didn't you hear that my son doesn't like you?" My eomma spoke. Only then I noticed my appa was actually gagged. That's why I didn't hear him speak. Maybe he gave him hell that's why he gagged him.
" I won't even marry you, forget about obeying you. Stop being delusional and let my family go". I spoke to him.
He got up from his chair, easily towering over me looking pissed as hell. But I wasn't intimidated this time. Messing with me is one thing, but he dragged my parents in. It's sick. He's not getting his way. I won't let him.