Victim | YOONSEOK ✔

7

Yoongi had cried.

Not because he was sad or anything, but because he feared for his life. Yoongi didn't care about what his parents would think, or what Seokjin would think. He didn't wanna die.

Yoongi watched with puffy eyes, as the guy kept driving without a care in the world.

"MHMM!" He yelled, trying to get him to take the fucking cloth off of his mouth so he could probably speak. And it was hard since he couldn't even move his hands or feet. "MHMMM MMMM HMMMMM!!" He tried again.

The man didn't listen.

Yoongi kicked the back of his seat, as hard as he could without moving his feet. He kicked again.

And again.

And again.

And agai-

"Fucking stop, you piece of shit!" The guy yelled, keeping his eyes in the road.

"MHM!"

"What?"

"MHM MHMM!"

"You little-" The man pulled up the car, and leant back. He ripped the cloth off of his face. "Happy?"

"What the fuck?! Who are you? Why am I here-" Yoongi exploded with questions.

"Oh for god's sake- what do you think?! Huh?" The guy exclaimed, starting the car once again and driving.

"Did you just..." The realization hit Yoongi like a brick hitting the back of his head. "Kidnap me?"

"Bingo." The man spoke sarcastically, his hands on the wheel as he swerved to avoid cars.

"You bitch, let me go!" Yoongi screeched.

"Do you think I will?" The guy asked.

"Yes, if I don't stop annoying you." Yoongi untied the knot on his wrists with his teeth.

"Hey- What do you think you're-"

His hands untied, Yoongi punched the driver on his shoulder with all his might.

Yeah, that's what you fucking get.

"AH! What the fuck!" The guy turned the steering wheel, the car slipping towards the right with a screech of its wheels and crashing into a fence. The two boys jumped in their seats as the car bashed into a guy's house.

"My car!? What have you fucking done, you asshole?!"

"Fuck you, now let me go!" Yoongi immediately reached for the door handle, pulling it however,

"Child lock." The man said, "My fucking car!"

"You're fucking welcome! Now open the doors-"

The man sighed in frustration, running his gloved hands through his silky hair. He punched the bridge of his perfectly shaped nose.

Now that Yoongi could see him properly, damn... He was hot. He had a perfect jawline, thin pretty lips, and his eyes. God fucking damn-

What the fuck-

"Fine." The guy sighed, stepped out of his vehicle and opened the back door.

Yoongi was about to say 'thanks bitch' but the man jumped on top of him.

"ARgh! What the fuck- get off me!" Yoongi struggled as the man put the handkerchief over his face again, muffling his speech.

Let me fucking go!

He found the rope that Yoongi had unknotted, and tied his hands up again. The man pulled himself off of Yoongi, and dusted his hands, looking at Yoongi with his nose crinkled.