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003.

yoongi needs some mcdonald's money.

yoongi awakes with a jolt as his body rolls over and off the back seat. he lands on the carpeted ground with an "oof" and winces as his head comes into contact with the hard ground. he hears the engine shut off and the driver's door open and closes before the door closet to his head swings open and in comes a chilling breeze.

"what are you doing on the floor, min?"

yoongi groans in response. his head hurts so bad he can't even think. the man in black ungraciously drags yoongi out the truck by his shoulders and forced him to stand.

"please just let me go. i won't tell anyone...well, except jimin! he's the only person i know. b-but i'll tell him not to tell!" the man ignores the boy and pushes him to walk to what seems like a run down motel. "are we staying here? where are you taking me?"

it wasn't the fact that the man had to answer him, he just really wants yoongi to shut the fuck up. "if you stay quiet i'll answer two questions once we get a room." yoongi immediately shuts up. "you are to act normal, even if you do put up a fight, no one will help you here. so, to save you from your own embarrassment, be quiet." yoongi nods grudgingly as they near the front desk.

yoongi knows he shouldn't try anything but, while the man in black is talking to the receptionist he spots a telephone booth. he thinks he has enough change to pay for a call. he could call jimin. the man is still busy talking to the receptionist, whom seems to be flirting with him. yoongi slowly backs away inch by inch and makes a run for it.

"one moment please." the man smiles at the lady before walking slowly over to the pay phone where yoongi was frantically searching for change in his pocket. he says nothing as he grabs yoongi by the collar dragging him back to the front desk. yoongi struggles but gives up and let's the man drag him. he's soon shoved into a room landing on his knees when the door slams and locks behind him.

"you're a real pain in the ass." the man grumbles sitting on the lousy bed.

"well, you would be too if you got kidnapped by someone you do not know or why!" yoongi yells getting up from his fall. "so, who are you and why did you take me?!"

the man sits up. "my name is v and my boss wants you."

"oh...why?" yoongi didn't expect for him to answer him straight up.

"that's three questions. i told you, i would only answer two." v lays back on the bed. it creaks as he does so. "but to spare you from bugging me, i don't know the answer to that."

yoongi blinks. "oh," he moves to look around the room. yoongi could see the mold on the walls. he starts to speak up and complain about the numerous health code violations this room was breaking when his stomach suddenly growls. "um, v?" yoongi turns to see the man still laying on his back.

"yes, min?" the older sighs getting ready to throw out another never that yoongi could get on.

"i'm hungry."

v grumbles under his breath rolling over on his stomach. "i am not obligated to feed you. however, if you feel like you are dying, i will get you something because i was told to bring you back alive." he opens eyes glancing at yoongi, "can you hold it, puddin'?"

yoongi adverts his eyes from the older and nods.

"good boy." yoongi rolls his eyes. "we'll leave first thing in the morning. you should get some rest because i have a feeling you won't be getting any for a long time." yoongi sighs and makes his way over to worn out couch. "and min?" the younger hums in response, "don't even think about escaping."