content- angst, violence
Jimin pov
Yoongi is your boyfriend, aka the biggest mafia in the country. You worked as a barista in a coffee shop not too far away from yours and Yoongi's shared apartment. You would usually arrive home by 5:30pm, but today you had to stay over time due to another employee calling in sick.
Yoongi had texted you about 4 hours ago asking your whereabouts as he didn't see you home, it was now almost 10:45pm and you were heading to the convenient store before heading home to buy some snacks as your house were out of it and Yoongi is currently busy doing whatever it is that he does.
After buying everything you wanted, you walked out and started to walk home. Soon you were tired of walking and there wasn't a taxi in sight so you decided to walk through the alley way to get to your house faster, which probably isn't the best idea but your laziness got the best of you.
While you were walking you heard a scream of a man. You hid behind a dumpster to see what was happening. You peeked out and saw four large armed men crowding a very injured man on the floor.
"Give us the money, and you'll walk out of here alive back to your family,"
"P-please I'll g-give it to you, I need a f-few more days please!"
"That's what you say everytime, our boss is tired of you."
Gun shot.
The sound was too loud and it made you yelp. You quickly covered your mouth praying that they didn't hear you.
"Hey who's that?" One of the men asked pointing the gun at your direction.
"Come out with your hands up!" Another man yelled.
You came out of your hiding place, placing your bag full of snacks on the ground and put your hands up.
"Who are you?" The man who shot the now deceased man asked, moving closer to you. "I-i was just walking b-by-" You said backing up a bit. "Who do you work for?" He interrupted you pointing the gun at your head. "W-what? I don't w-work for anyone," You stuttered, wanting to get out of here. You felt a stinging sensation on your right cheek. He just slapped you.
"Tell me who you work for!" He yelled getting impatient. "I swear I don't work for anyone! I was just walking by." You cried out. One of the men behind him came up to you and put a cloth to your face, covering your nose and mouth, the next thing you know is you slowly losing consciousness.
"Boss, we got someone trying to spy on us,"
Yoongi chuckled on the other end of line. "You know where to bring them, find out who they work. I'll deal with it once I'm done with the meeting." He smirked not knowing it's you.
~time skip~
You opened and saw nothing but darkness. You had a bag over your head. You realised that you were tied to a chair once you tried to move your arms and legs.
"H-hey! Where am I??" You yelled.
"Shut up!" He heard a man growl as you felt a stinging sensation on your left cheek. Soon you felt the man put a cloth into your mouth so you won't speak anymore.
You started to squirm in your chair trying to get out of the ropes. Mhm, bad idea.
BANG!
You cried out and started screaming in pain as it erupted from your right leg, your sounds coming out muffled.
"BE QUIET ASSHOLE, YOU WANT ME TO SHOOT YOU AGAIN?!" You felt him yell in your face. You shook your head as you bit into the cloth that was in your mouth trying to suppress your cries. You kept on crying silently until a sharp pain erupted in your ribs as you fell sideways still bound to your chair realising that the man had kicked you, crying louder from the unbearable pain. That's when the door opened.
"Where is he?" You immediately recognized that voice. Yoongi.
You heard footsteps coming towards you and stopping close to your head.
"So who does he work for?" Yoongi asked one of his men, and when he didn't get a reply-
crack.
You felt another sharp pain erupting from your nose, did he just kick me?
"You just won't give us the answer, would you?" He said, spitting on the cloth that's over your head, while your muffled cries grew louder by the second.
"I need answers from him in the next five minutes, if not then..." He said with a low growl at the end, stepping back slowly leaning back on the desk kept at the corner of the room.
No,
Stop,
Please... it's me..
Yoongi pov
My men had already started to kick and punch the smaller boy on the ground, well he should've known what he was getting himself into when he decided to spy on my men.
Soon four minutes had passed and one of my men took out the gag from the boy's mouth immediately filling the room with his loud painful cries and incoherent words.
Why does he sound familiar though?
Third person pov~
That's when Yoongi pulled out his phone from his back pocket realizing it's already 2:35am and his boyfriend had still not texted him back. He noticed one of his men looking at him indicating that he was unsuccessful in getting any sort of answers other than cries and unintelligible words from the boy covered in blood.
You know what to do, Yoongi mouthed as he backed off into a corner of the room as he dialled his boyfriend's number.
He heard a phone ringing in the room he stood in. The men in the room, excluding the ones busy with the boy, exchanged glances questioning where the ringing was coming from.
Yoongi noticed a bag next to him,
Wait...it can't be, he thought.
He immediately opened the bag with his heart starting to feel weak every passing second. He almost fell to his knees when he saw that awfully familiar phone case, and caller ID 'Mine♥️'
The ringing of the phone stopped. And when he was about to turn around-
bang.
no. No. NO!
He ran to the lifeless body lying in it's own puddle of blood.
That's when he noticed.
The promise ring.
And his initials 'MYG' tattooed in the delicate skin of the boy's neck.
"Jimin..."
