Return to Sender [P.JM + J.HS]

[chapter eleven]

[Hoseok]

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared, because I am. 

Here I am, standing in the middle of a festival with Jimin, whom was clutching onto my arm as if his life depended on it. 

"Hoseok! Look here!" he whines, lifting up his camera and taking a selfie of us. He's been doing it non stop since meeting up.

I don't want to be here. 

I glance around the area and spot Namjoon near a stall, staring at some crabs. He kept his distance so Jimin wouldn't suspect a thing but I knew he was keeping an eye on me.

I look around some more and spot Yoongi sitting by a bench, playing with his phone. He had a black mask over his face, and a black cap on to hide his face. 

The plan was for me to take Jimin here and distract him until the nurses from the mental hospital come and get Jimin. Once they show up, Yoongi will send me a text message were to go and bingo—we get rid of Jimin. 

"Hoseok, i'm so happy you finally reached out to me." Jimin says and holds my hand firmly. I nearly shuddered but kept it all together and nod. 

"I decided to give you a chance. I felt like I was being unfair to you." 

"You were being unfair." Jimin says stiffly, his face blank. I gulped, knowing he was bitter about it. But he eyes crinkle into smiles, and he giggles at me, bouncing lightly in his spot. "It's okay, I forgive you." he says and rests his head on the shoulder. 

I laugh lightly, though deep down i'm nearly panicking. I look over to Namjoon whom was still staring at those damn crabs but when i went to look for Yoongi, he was gone. Shit, where did he go?

"You seem distracted, am I boring you?" Jimin asks and I catch him staring at me again, his face blank. 

"N-No! I'm fine, don't worry about me." I insist but he still stares at me, unconvinced. "Jimin, you are not boring." I assure and he smiles in return. 

"Of course i'm not boring. It's what we are doing that's boring." he says, leaning his small frame against me. "Why don't we go to a hotel and spice things up? I can really show you a good time." he whispers, dragging his tongue across his lips. 

"Jimin, st-stop." I feel my cheeks flush and I look away, trying to calm myself. "I didn't bring you out here to fuck me."

"Oh really? They why bring me out here? Why suddenly take an interest after you threatened to call the cops on me?" Jimin probes, I see anger flash in his eyes. 

Yoongi, Namjoon, hurry up!

"I wanted to make amends, you know...be friends?" I say but Jimin didn't seem convinced. Shit. 

"I want to be more than friends." Jimin says, grabbing my hand tightly to the point where i begins to hurt. "I want us to share that same experience we had back at that party. Why can't you let me in? Why Hoseok? WHY?" he raises his voice and I look around to make sure no one was in earshot of listening. 

"Alright, calm down!" I yank my hand away, rubbing it tenderly and look around again nervously. "Jimin, let's take it slow, okay?" I say, trying to buy some time. 

For fuck sakes, Yoongi, Namjoon, give me sign!

Ding!

Oh thank Namjesus!

"How about this, let's go near the river bank and take a picture there, then after I'll buy you something to eat. And if you still feel bored then...we'll go to the hotel." Like hell i'm going with him.

Jimin seems to think about for a moment as he places his small finger on his lips and nods. "alright, that sounds like a deal." he smiles and walks ahead of me. 

I take out my phone and look at the message Yoongi sent me. 

Yoongi:

Get into position, they are here to take Jimin.

Finally!

I place my phone away and catch up to Jimin whom was waiting for me by the river bank. He waves me over and I got to him, a smile already on my face. 

"Hoseok, I want you to take the picture." he says, holding out his phone. 

Great! His phone!

"Sure." I say, taking his phone and stand right next to him. For good measure I place am arm around him and bring him close, playing it off as I put the phone on the camera app. 

When i'm done with his photo, i'm throwing his phone in the river.

I open the app and get into place, smiling as widely as I can. Jimin smiles too, resting his head against my shoulder as he stares at me through the app. 

Click.

My body locks up, my smile still present but fear was now lacing through me as I felt something cold and metal up against my side. Shit this fucking psycho has a gun!

Jimin was still staring at me though the camera, waiting for me to take the picture.  "You really think i'm that stupid?" Jimin says through his smile. I went to look away but he jabs the weapon deeper into my side when a old couple passes by us. 

"What are you fucking doing?" I say through my smile as I still try to play it off. I'm fucking panicking! 

"I know what you are up to. Don't think I didn't notice Yoongi sitting by the benches or your tall ass friend eye fucking the crabs." Jimin stare was intense, threatening. 

Fuck! He knows!

"Jimin, please put that gun away and lets talk." I say thought my teeth, tying to keep my smile up as I so wanted to throw this fucking phone into the river and make a run for it. 

Jimin presses the gun into my side and kisses my cheek. I grimaced. "You are trying to distract me so that Yoongi and his boys can take me away. I'm...hurt." he whimpers lowly. 

My arm was getting tired of holding the camera up but I had to keep this facade or else he might do something crazy. "Jimin, this is for your own good. Please put the gun away." I say calmly. Jimin scoffs. 

"I'm not leaving without you Hoseok." he lets out a giggle. "And if you even think about throwing my phone into the river, i'll shoot you, then your friend Namjoon and everyone in this park." he lets out another giggle, it was low and creepy. "Then i'll go to your home and shoot your parents, fuck your sister and shoot her too. You think I won't do it?" His eyes widen, a smile draws on his lips as another giggle comes out of him.

I felt so sick to my stomach that I nearly dropped the phone, but Jimin holds my arm up and takes the picture for us before taking his phone away and placing it in his pocket. 

"You're a suck fucking bastard." I hiss and he smiles. "You won't get away with this."

"Watch me." he looks around cautiously before looping his arms around my waist. "Don't scream. Just move with me." he mutters, pinning himself close to hide the gun in his hand. 

I look around and find Yoongi near a building talking to a few nurses. Namjoon was with him but no one seems to notice me. I wanted to so badly scream out to them but Jimin kept the gun right on my side, nudging it deeper into my skin. 

"If you scream for them, i'll fucking shoot them all." he threatens with a laugh. 

"Fuck you." I hiss. 

"We'll be doing that real soon." he says lowly as he drags me across the park and towards the buildings. 

Namjoon, Yoongi! Fucking help me!