Heart Throb// Jikook Playboy-ish

Overestimated

        I laid my head back as I fed myself a cherry. I felt a hand trail up my thigh.
   I jumped surprised as I leaned forward.

  I thought about things Jimin did that drove me insane. I need to convince him...I tilted my head back.
"What is it?" I asked making sure the shirt gently slid off of my shoulder before I swiftly pulled it back up.

   He smiled as he bit into the cherry. His bottom lip turned a deep dark reddish purple as he chewed.
     I shuddered. This is harder than I thought.
I covered myself back up and chugged some more alcohol.

   He wouldn't take his eyes off of me and I continued to play along.
      "Let's go somewhere more private." He held out a long slender hand and he helped me stand.

   I stared into his eyes as I purposely tripped making sure I landed onto him.
    He roughly held onto me with a smirk.
"Too much alcohol?" His eyebrow arched.

    "No. I haven't reached....my limit yet." I stumbled as we walked. His fingers harshly held onto me, his fingertips painfully pushing against my soft skin.

    I grinned in annoyance. We walked down a few stairs before he finally opened a tall, black door.
Hmm... It's soundproof..... how many victims did he abuse here?

   He opened the door and I walked in crashing onto the floor. I pulled my self together whilst he laughed.
He was completely fascinated by my vulnerability.

    He shut the door, locking it behind him.
I grew nervous although I knew what was happening. Stay calm.... focus on taking him out.

    I drunkenly smiled as i sat down on the silk sheets.
He began to walk toward me. I laid my head back feeling soft kisses on my bare chest.

    As he kissed I reached behind my back but, he painfully grabbed my neck pushing me onto the bed. I groaned kicking him directly in the stomach.

   He stumbled back wide eyed and began to laugh clutching onto his stomach.
   "I gotta admit. The role play thing always turns me on, too bad I'll kill you before you get the chance to play with me again."  He smiled brightly.

     "If I go missing... many people are gonna find out. You're going down regardless if I kill you or not." I shrugged completely revealing the knife I had tucked away.

He licked his lips.
"Sorry lone wolf..... who said I would fight fair.." He laughed. I felt a sharp and piercing pain as I stumbled back.

I looked down noticing my bleeding ankle. I had been cut with a knife.

    I observed my surrounding's noticing a tall slender man looking at me from across the room. He tilted his head unfazed by my hateful expression. Taehyung dug into his pocket, pulling out a syringe.

I gritted my teeth. Fear began to eat me alive as he walked forwards, tapping the syringe in the palm of his hand.

    " I'm going to insert a high dosage of poison into your veins and watch as your body fights to keep you alive. Use that time to think about where you went wrong tonight so that in your next life we don't meet again!"  He charged at me but I swiftly leaned out of the way, jumping back onto my feet.

"Mhmmm, he's professional..... An assassin perhaps?" The tall blonde haired man smiled quite amused.

      I was wrong the whole time. This psychopath always had an accomplice, it should've been known. One man couldn't have possibly murdered over 175 people without getting caught.

     Doing shady things eventually leads to a dark future. I completely overestimated my abilities.

   I closed my eyes, imaging myself entangled in sharp and deadly vines. I accept my fate. If I die today, I'll make sure that Jimin, Hobi and my mother will never have to want for anything else in their lives.

I smiled thinking about my silver haired prince.
"Dammit.... now I'm all pumped up and inspired!" I shook my head

Taehyung smirked.
"Is that so? Well let's not keep him waiting." The blonde haired man pulled daggers from out of his boots.

I held onto my knife looking for weak spots or anything I could take advantage of.

A bottle came crashing onto the ground, specs of glass flying everywhere.
I frowned.
"You missed." I looked at Taehyung.

"Didn't I tell you before......" He quickly covered his mouth with his shirt.
"I don't fight fair." He laughed.
I blinked a few times quickly throwing my ripped shirt over my face.

I felt dizzy, stumbling back and collapsing onto the floor.
The blonde haired man walked over too me, bending down.
"That is an anesthetic also known as sleeping gas." He spoke through his t shirt with muffled words.

He grabbed onto my shirt sliding it away from my face.
"You might as well relax and take it easy, I promise we'll take good care of you while you sleep."
My eye lids fluttered closed

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