Fear | K.th [Editing]

Untold Truth [38°]

since you guys were wondering what the hell was going on with Taehyung, Jimin and Yoongi, have this chapter, you heathens

Jimin unlocks the bolted up door to Yoongi's room, pushing the door open to find the black haired male chained to the wall by his neck as he sits on the dirtied floor; limbs sprawled out, staring down at his worn out shoes. He was delirious...because of Jimin; punched and bruised and out of it. Yoongi manages to muster up enough strength to lift his head to look up at the younger through his bangs, the chain on his neck clanking as he immediately tenses and backs away from him. Jimin holds back the urge to console him and lets out a sigh, quickly grabbing the remote from off the table to turn the vibrator off inside Yoongi.

He walks over to the older male, taking the key to the chain weighing Yoongi's neck down out of his pocket to strip him from it. "You're comin' with me." Jimin orders, his hand motioning toward himself.

Yoongi shakes his head, backing away into the corner. "I-I don't feel like...today...today isn't a good day..." Jimin turns back to the older male. Yoongi thinks Jimin wants him for his own pleasures–like all the other times Jimin comes to summon him.

Jimin denies his assumption with a shake of his head. "It's not like that, can you get up and come with me–" Yoongi flinches when Jimin tries to advance toward him, cowering into himself.

"Where-Where're y-you taking m-me?" Yoongi interrupts him, covering himself with his arms. Every time he's near Jimin he develops a stuttering habit. It's like a click in his brain that's involuntary. He's been trying his best to get rid of it, but it was hard when the younger was so bipolar with him. He had to be careful with his actions.

Jimin knows if he tells Yoongi the truth of where he was taking him that Yoongi wouldn't leave the spot he was in on the floor. It was either tell him the truth or threaten him.

He goes with the latter.

Jimin shrugs, holding up his arms. "Yoongs, you either get your pretty little ass up or I knock you out?" That was Yoongi's two options. The black haired male slightly frowns, but he stays put.

He lowers his gaze, turning his head. "Might as w-well knock me out...I know your sadistic a-a-ass'll enjoy it..."

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"Min...Yoon...gi..."

Yoongi's breathing becomes rigid upon hearing that sinister voice after waking up. Jimin didn't take too lightly of Yoongi's sarcastic comment. Now the older has a black eye and another piece of his shattered heart breaking off.

He winces when a rag is thrown off his head, light shining in his eyes. He frantically looks around, eyes darting down when he realizes he's strapped to a chair. His hands are tied behind him, the position uncomfortable and the rope cutting into his wrist. His hectic gaze lands onto a dark shadow standing in front of him.

His chest heaves up and down, his heartbeat beating fast as Taehyung languidly comes out of the shadows to play a little. Taehyung glares in the direction of Yoongi, an axe in his hands. Yoongi gulps, shifting his eyes onto the tool then up to Taehyung. The male stays silent, stepping to the right. He turns, walking to the left.

Yoongi recognizes this as his designated room. A7. He holds back the scream wanting to escape his throat. He was afraid, unsure of what was happening. From what he knows, he hasn't done anything wrong. They gave him a break from this.

"Where is she?" Taehyung finally speaks up, his dark gaze shifting onto the trembling male in front of him. Yoongi blinks, hesitantly looking up at Taehyung.