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Jimin turned his head the other way, breaking the intense eye contact. He was really flustered, but repeated.
"Why?"
His voice was now quiet, feeling not as confident as before.
"I can't tell you. But just know your father isn't the great man everyone thinks he is." Yoongi replied, staring intently at the shaking boy in front of him.
Jimin then hugged himself, feeling small. The boy knew these things about his father, but didn't want to agree with his captor.
Yoongi sighed. He looked around the room and saw that the food, he had made the boy, was untouched.
"You should eat something. You need to keep healthy." Yoongi said coldly, not wanting show any emotion to Jimin.
Deep down Yoongi felt bad, he never wanted to kidnap this boy. But Jimin's father gave him no choice.
Before Jimin could reply to Yoongi, he left. Making sure to lock the door. The clicking sound making Jimin cringe.
Jimin then looked out the barred windows, the plate of food now in front of him. He was contemplating eating it.
*
Yoongi walked to the living room. After the awkward confrontation with the boy he kidnapped, he needed a break.
His mind was going in all different directions, yelling at him for various things. So Yoongi sat on the couch and turned on the news.
"Breaking news!!! The son of the famous entrepreneur; Mr. Park, has gone missing! After the disappearance Mr. Park got a strange call. Confirming the ordeal to be a kidnapping. All though further details are being contained, we have reason to belie—"
Yoongi turned off the television. His search for relaxation now ruined. Only to make things worse, his phone started to ring.
He knew who it was. He didn't want to face this right now. But he knew if he ignored it, he might get his head bit off.
"Hello?" He answered, preparing himself for what was going to happen.
*
Jimin ate the food, his stomach no longer feeling like at storm at sea.
He was still flustered from earlier events. He couldn't get the white-haired boys cold gaze from his mind. The staring moment making him blush.
What did my father do to him?
Jimin asked himself. Becoming curious. Jimin knew his father wasn't the best person alive, but what was his business with Yoongi?
It mustn't be good.
So Jimin sat looking out the window a little longer. His mind coming up with absurd but justifiable reasons for the kidnapping.
Then he heard a crash come from outside his door. Jimin started shaking involuntarily.
