More Namjin Oneshots

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Namjoon is 21, and Seokjin is 22.

Namjoon POV

I've been a 119 dispatcher for 2 years, but I've never gotten a call like this before.

"119, what's your emergency?" I answer the phone. There's a little shuffling from the other end, before a man speaks.

"I-I'd like to order a pizza, please." He says.

"Sir, you know you've reached 119, correct?" I ask.

"Yes. Pepperoni please." He replies, his voice shaky.

"Is there someone in the room with you, that could possibly harm you?" I ask.

"Y-Yes, sir. How long?" He asks.

"Okay. There's an officer just a block away. Can you stay on the line with me?" I ask the man.

"No. My porch light is on. Thank you." The call ends. I furrow my eyebrows, confused. It's either a serious call for help, or a prank. Either way, I'm sending an officer over there.

Seokjin POV

I end the call quickly, and pass the phone to my abductor.

"Did you order it?!" He asks. I flinch, and nod.

"Y-Yes. They said it would be a few minutes." I whimper.

"Good." He smiles. "I knew I could trust you."

He strokes my back. I fight the urge to pull away, knowing he'll bring me into the bedroom and rape me. I've been with this man for 4 years now, and he's finally allowed me to order a pizza. But I called 119 instead.

The police suddenly burst through the door, their guns in their hands. "Put your hands up!"

He raises his hands, a large grin on his face. "You little bitch. You called the police?! When I'm free, I'll kill you."

I sink to the ground, sobbing. I'm finally free. An officer rushes over to me, and helps me up off of the ground.

"It's alright. You're safe, now." She brings me outside, and into his car. "What's your name?"

"S-Seokjin." I whisper.

"I need your last name too, hun." She says.

"M-My name is Kim Seokjin." I mumble.

"Kim Seokjin, the boy that's been missing for 4 years now?" She asks. I nod slowly.

"Alright. I'm going to take you down to the hospital, and get you checked out. While you're there, I'm going to ask you a few questions. Okay?" She asks.

"Okay." I whisper. When we arrive at the hospital, I'm brought to a room. I start to shake, when I see needles and a few other tools.

"N-No! I'll be good, I promise!" I try to struggle out of the nurses grips. "D-Don't hurt me anymore!"

"Hey, relax." The Officer says. "We aren't going to hurt you."

I sink to the ground, and let out a sob. "Hey, it's okay hun. Let's take you to a different room."

They lead me into a room, without any needles or tools. I sit on the bed, and sniffle. "You said your name is Kim Seokjin?"

I nod slowly, staring at the ground. "Tell me what happened, that night you went missing."

"Um....I-I was walking home from work." I whisper. "And.....and a man that was in the restaurant for a few hours before, g-grabbed me and dragged me into....his car."