mask | knj ✓

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he looked at me sternly and put his index finger up towards his lips.

i nodded to indicate that i understood.

my heart was beating faster than it ever had and my face felt uncomfortably moist under the surgical mask.

he picked me up bridal style and carried me to an abandoned building.

he fished out a key from his pocket and unlocked the front door of the building.

the interior of the building was the total opposite of the exterior.

it looked as if it was newly renovated and furnished.

however, it did slightly resemble a hospital.

he set me down on a white couch and went to lock the door.

"you may speak now,"

"but don't lose the mask."

"namjoon, why did you bring me here?"

"for you to satisfy me, of course."