THUG WIFE

Planning & Arranging

Taehyung's P.O.V

My eyes shot open, but everything is pitch-black. I feel something tied on my eyes. I try to move it, but my hands are also tied up, including my legs. My body was on a bed, spread out like a starfish.

Suddenly my mind recalls the scenario that occurred before I was consumed by darkness. All I can remember is faint images of few masked people before loosing my consciousness.

I can't believe I'm blindfolded and tied down on a bed by some masked kidnappers. Strange thing is those masks were made up of cartoon characters

I can hear the door creaking, and some loud footsteps followed by a fresh aroma of chicken. "Guyyyyys he is moving. Probably woke up." It was definitely a male's voice, too familiar, but my mind was fuzzy to pinpoint it.

Before I could open my mouth, more louder footsteps could be heard followed by "Good" and "Damn".

My heart was accelearating at highest peak, and I could feel sweats started appearing on my forehead. "Who are you all? What do you all want from me?

"Ha ha ha. We're here to rip your soul." Another voice said, but in a fake tone. This voice also sounds too familiar.

"I don't know who you are, but you sound so much like Jimin. Stop it."

The person laughs again, and my mind finally came to conclusion. "Jimin! It's you isn't it?"

"No Taehyung, I'm your Father."  Deepening his voice, Jimin says and let's out another fake laugh. Another two more laughter joins, and I immediately recognised them.

"Jungkook? Yoongi Hyung? Why the hell am I tied down. Get the blindfold off from, I can't breath."

"Hyung, the blindfold is on your eyes, not on on your nose. How are you, Hyung?"

“I’ve just woken up with a fucking splitting headache, to find myself fucking tied to a fucking bed chair in a fucking room that smells like unwashed socks and takeaway food. How am I? How do you think I fucking am?”

“Wow Hyung." Jungkook chuckles. "That’s a lot of f-bombs you’re dropping. Did anyone tell you that you need a healthy dose of positivity?”

"It's means he's really pissed off." I can hear Jimin's voice. "He only

"Yoongi Hyung! I can't believe you aren't doing anything. Tell them to untie me"

"Nah, it's fun to watch."

I can hear footsteps, and I felt a flick on my forehead. "What is wrong with you?"

"How do I know what is wrong with me if I'm fucking blindfolded.

Taehyung you look sooo hot tied up, and blindfolded like that. It makes me want to do stuffs

"Eww Jimin. Get off from me." I try to kick him, but I forgot my legs are tied. "I just don't understand why did you all make go through this."

"Just for fun," says Jimin. "It was Hoseok Hyung's idea though."

"Did anyone miss me?" Hoseok enters the room with four box of fried chicken in both of his hands. Jimin and Jungkook made their way to him, and snatched it form his hands.

An arm was wrapped around me, and I have immediately understood that it's none other than Yoongi Hyung. “Tell us the details." He whispers in my ear.

I raise one of my eyebrows, "What details?"

"You know very well."

I remove his arm my shoulders, "No, I don't. What are you talking about?"