Your stomach dropped, the deep intense stare ripped through your body. "Don't. Talk to me like that." He growled at you. Him slowly walking forward. Backing you up to a wall. His thumb graced over your bottom lip. "I wouldn't suggest trying with me Y/N." You studied his face. His eyes were caught looking on your lips with a small smirk growing up the side of this face. "If you tell anyone about this." He put his thumb out and slid it across his neck.
Your legs quickly reacted sliding out of his grasp. "Yeah, got it." You ran out of the room. Your eyes locked on the exit door. You decided to run over to it. Pulling every corner you could to try to get it open in peer desperation to be free. You heard small steps behind you.
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"I wouldn't try that either Y/N... Something bad might happen to you." He came closer putting the gun against your back. The cold metal hitting through your gown.
Taehyungs POV 14:48
"Guys, we'll all recollect later on okay?" The police officer said standing up from his chair. We all nodded and stood up bowing at different times. "Once again thank you for the help kids." He grabbed his coffee mug and left.
"Well... What are we going to do now?" Yoongi eyed us.
"The case Is already all over the news," Jeongukk said. "What if somebody spots us at the police station? It may hurt our rep."
"Well, idiot. We have masks on they won't be able to identify us ." Yoongi spat putting his hands in his pockets. "That's who the whole point."
"Well. They might if we stay here for too long, let's get somebody to get us a lift home." Jin said re-adjusting his mask. He put his hand in his front pocket and pulled out his phone texting somebody. "Manager-nim is coming in a few minutes."
"Good. I think it'll be better for us to just. Rest for now." Hoseok said. "Just so we can you know. Relax instead of being all worked up. Plus training and everything I just think we need a break."
"Life of an idol..." Jimin stood up walking toward the door. "We don't really get brakes Hoseok,"
Hoseok seemed shocked. "Yes, we do. All the time, what are you talking about Hyung?"
"Well, we always have to post on social media. Cover ourselves when we're in busy places." He sighed resting his head on a wall. "But yeah I get what you're saying. Just the minor things really."
"Manager-nim is here!" Jin came through the front door and then back out.
We all filed into the company van. Namjoon sat down next to me. "Taehyung. You said we could talk."
"Later. Back in the dorms, not in front of everyone." I tapped my foot against the floor.
"Why didn't you say anything at the police station. Don't you think that would have been a good idea?" He buckled his seatbelt and looked at me. I turned my head around to him.
