Sinner || k. th x p. jm

六

author's pov

run.

that was the only thing passing through jimin's head as he sprinted down the apartments hallway. he could already hear taehyung recovering from the kick, his enraged scream echoing through the hallways, echoing in his mind.

i'm gonna die.

grabbing the wall, jimin swung himself around the corner. nearly tripping as his socks did not have enough friction on the hardwood flooring.

"shit.." he cursed silently to himself. he continued his sprint to the door, tugging at it to open. But no matter how many times he pushed and pulled it, it won't budge.

come on come on!

"jiminie~ come now, i won't hurt you too much~"

shit!

jimin let go of the door as he turned around.

he flinched as hands slammed into the door beside his hand, make him shrink in on himself.

how could i not notice him behind him?

"did you really think I would let you roam around the house unchained without the door locked? i thought i could trust you jimin.,, but i guess you are gonna have to learn the hard way."

taehyung harshly grabbed onto jimin's wrist, beginning to drag him back into the dark bedroom. a room jimin did not want to go back into.

"god, god no. no please! taehyung!"

either taehyung didn't hear him or didn't care, as he ignored jimin's pleading. the only sign of him acknowledging jimin's cries, is him tightening his already strong grip on his wrist, a dark purple bruise already making it's way onto jimin's porcelain skin.  

"y-you're crazy!"

jimin dragged his feet, hitting taehyung's hand with his free one, but nothing seemed to loosen the younger's iron grip on him. he was about to lose sight of the door when a makeshift idea formed in his head.

"crazy?"

he kicks his leg out, perfectly timing it to hit the back of taehyung's knees. the captor's knees buckle under his weight and he falls, his grip on jimin gone. he lands onto his stomach with a loud thud.

"what you do! it's a sin!"

having a split second of a victory dance in his mind, he doesn't notice taehyung spinning his body around while still on the floor, too caught up in his miniature moment of victory.jimin spins around, ready to sprint to the door when a iron hand grabbed hold of his ankle. 

"you're a sinn-"  

his entire movement shifted forward as he fell, his chin crashing into the hard floor. his entire vision swam and his ears rung, barely able to make out a sound. he could feel his eyelids closing, despite his utter horror and disapproval. 

if i close my eyes now...

they continued to droop, the only sound he could filter through as his eyelids slowly shut the world off to him sent shockwaves of dread through his body.

"are you calling me a sinner?"

"bad boys get punished..."

all when black for jimin.