Nobody bts suga x reader

A way out

Y/N POV
She dragged me backstage until we reached a storage area. Opening it up the neon lights slowly filled the room. A hanging bulb was the only light source in the misty closet.
Whilst peering into the closet I failed to notice cherry grip loosen on my arm leaving fingerprint marks with her other hand she pushed me into the dark closet. And with the CLICK I knew that she had locked the door leaving me trapped inside the unknown.
I banged my palms against the door in distress and fear hoping to alert her or someone in the area but to my luck, there was no avail.
When I heard high heel shoes walk away I knew she'd left me but what for? I was her teammate so what game was she playing?

SUGAS POV
I watched from the VIP area as my men came and cleared up the bodies on the deserted dance floor.

"My, my - what a party." Came an irritating voice, deafening my ears with it's ignorance.
"Did you do what I asked?" My words were spoken in a stern voice.

"Yes, she's backstage it the storage closet," Her voice turned silky, hands roaming my body and her eyes are filled with lust.

My nose crinkle's at the scent of her cheap perfume, causing me to push her back as I attempted to distance myself from her. To my luck, her phone vibrates as someone tries to call her. She passes me an apologetic look before swiftly walking away.

I quickly checked my black suit, making sure it was smart enough for my baby girl. Looks meant everything,right? I mean, her beauty shines brighter than a thousand stars, her skin has an iridescent glow and her wide, e/c eyes popped out her fluttering, thick eyelashes. Her h/c gives her a sense of maturity while her personality is like a young child of merely five. Oh, how I want to see that maturity. How I want to kill everyone in the world so her eyes belong to me and me alone. How I want to run my hands through her silky, h/c hair whilst she screams my name out, reaching her high. There very thought sent me into a state of arousal.

Getting up quickly, I smoothed out my suit and walked to the storage closet, opening the door...

CHERRY POV

"No, I'm fine. Honestly, I just got a bit heated and I stayed out. Have I seen Y/N? Where would I of seen her? What's going on? I'll keep an eye out. Yeah, bye." I hung up to Yuna, guilt forming in the pit of my stomach. I hated lying, especially to the girls, but Y/N needs this. She needs to understand what these people have done.
None of them were saints, but when I found out I was stunned.
Layla's dad was a murder. He killed over 28 people and she assisted in the disgusting genocide. When her father was caught, she moved to a different stare and changed her name. Yuna was another story. She killed Yoongi's girlfriend, no mercy, no reason, just pure carnage. These are massive influences on Y/N and me, and I care about her a lot, despite what my past actions may suggest. With these people around us, I had to try and get us out.

When Yoongi came and told me this, I felt utterly betrayed. The very girls I had called family were murders. In truth, it all made sense. He told me he feared that Layla and Yuna will cause harm, so he ended Robyn and Melody's time because they were young and still had a chance. He also let Angel go because her father was worried about her. He told me he's been having sleepless nights because of her not being there, so I thought it was the right thing to do.

He said he hoped to get through to me so I can pull Y/N away from them and that's why I locked her up. She'll understand that it was right. Besides, he also offered me a solo career. No girl couldn turn that down.

The midnight air gave me chills down my spine, making my core shiver. I pulled my coat closer to me in an attempt to get more warmth as I made my way home.

Y/N POV

After searching around for a long time, the sudden feeling of hunger grumbled in my stomach. Giving out a heavy sigh, I began to look around.
Boxes? No. Shelves? No. Floor? No. Window? Yes! There was a window. I climbed the shelves until I got to the tiny window. It was the shape of a small rectangle. My body could fit through it, but maybe not my ass.

I pushed the window open, only to be met with a gust a wind that blew right in my face. I army crawled my way out; as soon as I got out I dashed to find anyone who could possibly help me.

Wondering out on the streets late was never a good idea. I walked by many drunks who offered me 'the time of my life' to which I responded with laughing. I decided it would be a good idea just to go home. However, the thought of home gave goosebumps to my skin. The thought of seeing Yuna. Her words still repeated in my head like a tape going on and on and it honestly scared me. Maybe she was drunk or she didn't know what she was doing. Maybe it was all just my imagination.
I stopped at a bus stop and sat down. The upper portion of my body was kept warm from to my thick coat, but my legs were another story. I sat there for some time, I don't know how much, when suddenly, from nowhere a black figure appeared across the street, looking at me. He had a black mask, coat and trousers. As if on cue, two people came from the direction I just arrived from. When the one across me started crossing the road, my body entered itself into a state of panic. My breathing became uneven while my legs were shaking. Without any second thought, I ran. I ran past all the shops that would be normally bursting with life, only to become silent and eerie as the night caved in. I ran until I found a bin in the street and ducked behind it. Soon, heavy footsteps stopped; the men began to speak. All Icould make out was the conversation between the two.

"She's gone."

"Check everywhere, we are getting a big pay for this."

They all ran off in different directions. When I thought the coast was clear, I ran for it, only to be grabbed by a gloved hand, it's strength yanking me back. A scream left my mouth whilst I struggled to get out of the person's grip. I was dragged in to the darkness of an alleyway whilst my captor muffled my attempt at speech. He pushed me against a wall, the force putting a pulsing pain in my head and back. He wasn't like the other people who were chasing me. He wore a black face mask, a beanie and Vans with white casual clothing. His eyes looked straight through mine.
My heart raced like a drum was beating my already aching body. My hands became clammy as he leaned in closer until his breath hit my ear, making me shiver in a feeling I never felt. Delight? Maybe. I heard him smirk before he spoke.

"You are mine. Only mine. And nobody can take you from me. NOBODY!" He spoke dangerously and slowly, almost like I was a child. With a blink, I was on the floor, knocked out. All the remaining light from the car off street lamps dimmed rapidly, black filling my sight before I slowly starting falling into a dark sleep.

Author notes:

Hi, long time,no see! I've been really ill lately and have had maths exams, but you know the saying: another day, another dollar, except school don't give me no dollar. Anyway, I'm planning to write a chapter this weekend as an apology.

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