Killer || JJK✔️

- THIRTY TWO -

"It's a failure, then. Nothing I can do about it." JM stated, sitting in his desk chair as it spun around and around.

"Why?" I complained, "It's not my fault someone smashed his laptop!"

JM stopped spinning the chair, and just stared at me. "Not my fault you didn't finish your task before the power outage." He remarked, and then started spinning the chair again. I sighed.

"You know, I don't even know if I should give you a second chance after this... It was kind of a big deal to me." JM stated with a sigh.

"WHAT?" I shouted, causing JM to stop spinning his chair once again, and he blinked a few times from the dizziness. "You can't do that!"

"Oh, yes, I can." JM replied with a smirk, and put his palm out in front of me. "Flash drive. Now."

I sighed, and shoved his flash drive into his hand. He nodded contently, and placed it onto his desk.

"Please give me another chance!" I begged.

JM just stared at me for a few seconds before saying, "Get down on your knees."

My mind obviously took it the wrong way. "W-What? I said I wouldn't–"

"No, you dirty-minded teenager! Just get on your knees!" He ordered, and I sighed heavily before doing as he told me.

JM stood up and pushed his desk chair back. "Now, bow down."

"Why the fuck would I–"

"Just do it." I did as I was told (again) and waited for the next instructions. "Repeat after me; I respect you, JM Oppa."

I scoffed. "Oh, there is no way in hell that I'm calling you–"

"Do you want a second chance or not?"

"I respect you, JM Oppa."

I had never felt this humiliated in my life.

"JM Oppa is the best oppa."

"JM Oppa is the best oppa." I repeated, putting emphasis on the word best. This was really hurting my ego.

"And I will complete all tasks assigned before the due date, or else he won't help me get out." JM said, and I held my breath before speaking.

"And I will complete all tasks assigned before the due date, or else he won't help me get out." I hesitated to say, and sat up.

"Good girl," JM said with a grin, and I groaned.

"Stop saying good girl to me!" I whined, and he laughed.

"Whatever. All I want you to do is go find S, and ask him where he was last Saturday. Tell me his response." JM explained, and I stood up before nodding my head.

That's a bit of an odd request... I bet it should be easy, though. But seriously? S? Why the member I was terrified of?

"Now get out of here," JM stated, and motioned towards the door before sitting back down in his desk chair.

I headed towards the door without looking back. I could already imagine his signature smirk in my head, I didn't need to see it in person again.

After closing the door behind me, I traveled to S' room, and knocked gently on it. Something in my gut told me that this wasn't going to go well.

A few minutes had passed, and he still hadn't answered. I knocked a second time, and there still was no response. He must not be there.

I headed towards the dining room, thinking he could be there. But once I arrived, it was completely empty. I glanced into the kitchen, and exhaled in relief. He was sitting at the kitchen table, just eating. He glanced up at me in confusion, and stared.

"What do you want?"

"I–Uh, I had a-a question," I replied, and he didn't say a word, just patiently waiting for me to ask. "Wait, why were you so excited to see me before the blackout, but now you're–you're just like this?" I asked, and he shrugged.

"JH mentioned something about going to see you, and I wanted to beat him there. I honestly didn't really care." S replied. "Is that it?"

"No!" I replied, and he just seemed even more confused. "Uh... where were you last Saturday?" I mumbled, and he continued to stare at me.

He took a deep breath, and I was a little nervous to see his response.

"PARK–FUCKING–JIMIN, YOU ASSHOLE, I FUCKING SWEAR I WILL END YOUR SHITTY LITTLE LIFE IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ANNOYING ASS OUT HERE IN TEN, FUCKING, SECONDS!" S yelled at the top of his lungs, and my face went bright red with embarrassment. This was because of me?

Wait.

Who the hell was Jimin?

Was that... JM? I mean, that would make sense... Ji-Min, JM.

A few seconds later, J poked his head around the kitchen doorway, and looked back and forth from me to S. He laughs, and then says, "Ooh... S is in trou-ble...", pronouncing trouble in two separate syllables.

S' eyes widened after J spoke, realizing what he did. Why was he in trouble? Was it because he said Park Jimin instead of JM (or whoever the hell it is)?

Soon after, JM sheepishly walked into the room, gazing at the ground ashamedly. RM followed in behind him, and he sent the coldest glare I'd ever seen in S' direction.

"S?" RM started.

"Yeah?"

"We need to talk. Now."

"Aaaaand I think that's my cue to go!" J exclaimed, and we all slowly looked at him. "Have a lovely day!" He slowly backed away from the doorway, and then ran off.

The three men quickly went back to their own conflict, and I backed away from them. Maybe it was time I left too.

After I left the room, no one seemed to notice. I pumped my fist into the air with excitement, glad to get away. But then I realized something.

Three members were in the kitchen, and I'm guessing they would be having a long talk. And J just left, probably to go back to his room. Other than JH, everyone else was occupied.

I definitely had time to search for my friends... Maybe we would all get out sooner than I thought.