✨ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ✨

Twenty nine ~ 29

[ third person pov ]

Jungkook was dragged downstairs by this mysterious person. Jin and Namjoon stood there in shock, sweat running down there body's.

Move.

Move.

Their body's screamed. But nobody dared to take a step forward.

Jin's vision began to blur, he was beginning to have an anxiety attack.

His body went numb and he began to tremble, at a intense speed.

He felt very uneasy, like the room was spinning. And it wouldn't stop..

Namjoon noticed and grabbed his terrified boyfriend. He will regret not helping him in the moment. But Jungkook needs there help.

So he grabbed his boyfriend's hand and leads him downstairs to the dimmed basement.

Namjoon In the lead shielding his precious lover behind him. He faced the man himself, the one everyone despised.

The man nobody really talked about because his son lied about being okay.

Taehyung's father of course.

And right next to him is his beautiful wife, how lovely she looked ripped open in front of everyone.

How he treasured her in this state, being gutted open in front of a few strangers.

That's love right?

Nobody said a word or even had the balls to move forward.

Jungkook arms held down by this old disgusting freak. A shiny knife on the rim of his throat, slowly sliding across it.

The knife gently pressing against his glisten skin, sweat ran down the sides of his neck.

Who will make a move?

Listen kids, I know what you see in front of you. Must think I'm a murder right! Killing my own wife and using my son for good use.

You think I won't harm your friend? He's a pretty one with a nice body, much more better than my pathetic ass son's.

Jungkook eyes widen in disgust when this monstrosity mentioned his lovers name.

Angry filled him, hatred for the man.

This was all too good. Three hot teenagers in my basement, this is gonna be so much fucking fun.
The man said with open eyes, his cheeks flushed red with some creepy ass thoughts running threw his mind.

"SIT" he screamed at Jungkook pressing the knife harder on his throat.

Spit flew on Kookie's forehead.

He did as he was told, soon his arms where tied behind his back.

Don't think I forgot about you too, don't think I've noticed your whore. Crying behind you?

"SHUT THE HELL UP!!" Namjoon yelled

Whatcha gonna do pretty boy ?

Fight me ?

I can't wait to see you're boyfriend laid on my bed -

Namjoon couldn't take any more of this old mans shit, he ran up as fast as he could a landed a pretty hard punch.

On his face the old man fell to the dirty floor, Namjoon kicked him repeatedly.

He's done it before so what's the difference?