Broken | j.jk

4 | Long Time No See

Y/N's POV
I open my eyes slowly waiting for them to readjust to my new surroundings. I tried moving my arms and legs but couldn't. 

What the hell? 

I then realized that I was tied up to a chair. 

"Oh you're awake." 

I looked up to see Namjoon sitting across from me. I narrowed my eyes at him. 

"What the hell is going on? And why did you fucking kidnap me?!" 

"Ok listen, I technically didn't kidnap you. Hoseok was sent to do it. He said you really put up a fight." I shrugged. 

"Hey, you do what you gotta do to try and prevent yourself from getting kidnapped." 

"We didn't want to do it that way, I swear. The original plan was to wait for you to fall asleep. But you noticed the window and might've called the cops." I just looked awkwardly at him. 

"What?" He asked seeing my uncomfortableness. 

"Well, are you going to tell me why I'm here?" 

"Well actually, I can't tell you yet. And we're going to have to put you out again to move you somewhere else. I promise it will be more comfortable." I rolled my eyes. 

"You're being real sympathetic from someone who was involved in my kidnapping." He looked at me apologetically and reached into a bag pulling out a syringe. 

My eyes widened. "Wait wait wait. What's that for?!" 

He looked at me confused from my sudden reaction. "To put you back to sleep." 

"Can't you just use some more chloroform or something??" I asked frantically now breathing heavily. I started struggling against the rope wanting to break free. 

"Woah. Calm down." I was starting to have a panic attack. 

"Breath slowly Y/N. You will black out if you don't breathe properly."

I started to resist harder against my restraints. "I would rather let my panic attack take me out then you injecting me with that syringe."

I glared at him.

"Alright, relax." he said slowly putting the syringe back in its container.

"We won't do it that way okay? Just breathe for me."

I followed his request and closed my eyes to focus on my breathing.

Once he noticed that I calmed down and made eye contact with him, he spoke once more.

"But I will have to put this bag over your head so you can't see where we are taking you. And so that the others don't know that you're awake."

I sighed deeply as the ropes continued to dig into my skin.

"Y/N, look. No needles if you just cooperate with me." He walked over to my side and started cutting the rope with what looked like a pocket knife.

Real professional.

I massaged my wrists as he walked back over to get the bag.

He looked back at me for an answer and I looked down in compliance.

He proceeded to take away any vision I had and placed the black cloth bag over my head.

"I won't tie you up again but you have to refrain from moving too much. And don't say a word." I just nodded hoping he would see that I understood.