Chapter 13: Caught in a web

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-Your P.o.v- 

I helped Tae with the dishes while everyone went to do whatever they were needed to do. I haven't been to South Korea before so-- I might ask if I could--

No. I can't go outside. Anyone or anything that sees me will have proof that I'm here and then if anyone finds out that I'm with BTS they're going crazy. Shit! I must stay in here no matter what. 

"Hey (Y/n)! Wanna play Overwatch with me?!" Tae exclaimed. I jump nearly dropping a plate but all I do is a nod.

"Sure! I haven't played in a forever so I might be a little rusty" I note with a small shrug.

"Cool! Can't wait--"

"Hold it Tae, you need to clean the main bathroom remember, you trashed it, now you clean it" Jin boomed coming from the living room. Tae slunk back into the shadows in shame as I wonder what he did to trash the bathroom.

"Awww, I wanted to play Overwatch with (Y/n)" he whined under his breath as he hangs up the tea-towel and went flopping towards the main bathroom. I giggled at his posture before putting the last plate away.

"All done!" I cheered turning to Jin. My smile slipped from my face as he stood there with his arms folded. I raise a brow.

"What?" I asked.

He stared at me. While I wiped my sides with my hands trying to make them dry again and rub off the chills I was getting under his stare.

"Jin? What's the matter?" I urged.

He kept staring at me like he wanted to rip me apart. I gulped, something's up. Then he grabbed my arm and lead me to his bedroom shared with Jimin.

"Hey! Jin! Where are you taking me?"

"My room"

"Why?!"

He didn't answer and I let him drag me hoping he wouldn't get any madder than he already seemed to be. I hoped I didn't do anything to hurt him. What did I do? What's happening?

He opened his door and Jimin was nowhere to found. Jin pushed me inside quite roughly before locking the door to his room. Shivers went down my spine at the 'Click' sound of the lock turning and sealing shut.

"J-jin?" I mumbled a little scared. His face was motionless. Plain, scary and--blank. I couldn't make anything out. And it's scarier since I couldn't. Then in a flash, he walked over to me, harshly turning my neck.

Exposing the marked flesh on the surface.

I gasped ripping away from him as I bumped at the edge of his bed shaking.

Jin stood there, his fists pulled tight at his whitening knuckles. 

I bit my lip hugging my sides as I stood there looking at the ground.

Shit. He noticed. What am I going to do now?

"(Y/n)..."

Shivers.

His voice was so grave it sent hushes to me making me went to crawl into the ground and never came back. I tightened my hands on my clothes.

"(Y/n)!..." he raised his voice louder ajar making me jump from his tone. His eyes, dark and dull. Mine shook with fear and shock.

"Y-Yes--"

"He did this to you?" he motioned towards Yoongi.

I struggled to say anything, more like I didn't want too.

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