First story: Snow|| Part 1
BP Lisa x reader x Bts Taehyung
Y/N = Your Name
Y/S/C = Your Skin Color
L/N = Last Name
F/D = Favorite Drink
F/F =Favorite Food
F/I/F = Favorite Ice cream flavor
________________________•Sunday Night •
3rd point of view
"Hey gorgeous what's your name?" Y/N proceded the stranger trying to prevent herself from dropping the dishes on him. " Whoa! What are- watch your step!" Y/N felt arms wrapped around her waist saving her from crashing down on the floor along with the scraps from the day. "T-thanks..." She said once she regained her balance. A middle-aged man stood in front of her with a smile plastered on his face. " No problem. I bet you wanted to be in my arms," he smirked, reaching out to lay his hand against her cheek. She quickly backed away heading towards the, double doors. She got stopped midway by the same guy and wouldn't move.
"Umm... Sir. Can you please move?"
"Not until you give me your number sweetheart."
Clearly, he wasn't going down without a fight. She tried to be nice to him, but he wouldn't leave her alone. "Sir. I've asked you once to move but you ain't moving, please get out of the way." Her voice started to rise, she could feel people starting to turn their attention towards them. "C' mon baby, let me get to know you, we can be happy together just you and me." Once again he tried to reach her cheeks. Panicked Y/N closed her eyes waiting to feel the touch of the stranger. However, that did not occur, when she opened her eyes a young man in his early twenties was standing before them. He had grabbed the hand of the elder man, preventing it from touching Y/N."What the fuck do you think you are doing? Get your own."
"She clearly isn't interested."
The older man yanked his arm back regaining his poster. The young man proceeds to place himself in between the two strangers. Allowing Y/N to go and call the manager. The two men stood in front of one another waiting for the first one to make a move. Within seconds the manager had arrived at the scene preventing chaos.
"Sir I have to ask you to leave, we will not tolerate this kind of behavior in here."
The older man seemed to be in thought. It appeared he wanted to speak but decided not to. The three of them looked at him sternly which caused him to retreat from the situation. "Whatever, see you around sweetheart… *he lowered his voice* …I’ll get you when your bodyguards leave.” The young man and the manager stood by Y/N until the guy backed away getting the message clear. The man walked towards the exit, in his left hand was his phone. Y/N took a deep breath trying to get rid of her uneasiness. It soon passed, knowing that she was now safe."Thank you, Mr. Choi"
"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Oppa."
The manager said proudly. The locals respected Mr. Choi for not only his looks, but Choi Siwon was also an actor and an activist during his youth. He was admired by everyone including Y/N. She then turned to the young man who protected her. "Thank you, Mr-" "Taehyung, Kim Taehyung." He gave her a reassuring smile and proceded to his table where a man with a bunny smile sat.
"You can take the rest of the day off."
"Oh no it's not necessary plus it's almost closing time."
"Ok just...be careful." I nodded and proceeded to finish my shift.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
1st point of view
I threw myself on my bed, forgetting about the incident. I opened my eyes and found it difficult to breathe. I looked over the room to find an explanation, but the room was pitch black. The only thing illuminating the room was a small light bulb placed on top of the room which came to little use. I tried to get up yet, something wasn't allowing me. There were restraints on both my arms and legs. I tried to yell yet, no words came out. I could feel the darkness slowly consuming me and all I could do is silently cry.
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