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Chapter 35 - Case iii

Namjoon's eyes narrowed and flashed with annoyance. He pulled the mask away from his face and threw it to the side.

"What are you doing out?"

Your lips remained sealed as you tried to figure out an answer, one that maybe wouldn't provoke him. You didn't have to however, as another voice stood in for you.

"It was me, I let her out..." Yong-sun confessed putting on a strong front as she drew closer, panting from previously running around looking for you.

Namjoon took a threatening step towards the blonde who took a fearful step back in response, her eyes glued to the floor avoiding his gaze.

Things would have escalated if you hadn't decided to suddenly rush in front of Yong-sun in a knee jerk reaction, placing your palms in front of you to stop the male from advancing. You didn't know Yong-sun, but if it hadn't been for her, your hands would still be tied and you would probably still be in that room.

I have a death-wish, don't I? You panicked inwardly.

The moment your palm touched his chest, Namjoon stopped. Like a wave breaking on a cliff-face. He glanced down at where your hand pressed into the fabric of his shirt between his parted jacket.

Something strange swelled within him, like your hand let go a drop of tepid bath water that went through his body and soothed him into a state of calmness. Something seemed to draw back within his mind for a second, like a snake that felt threatened. He was Kim Namjoon again, though only for a second.

Until he remembered why he had been aggravated not a second ago, more toward the person who let you out this time.

Without warning Namjoon grabbed your upper arm and lead you back upstairs towards the room, his forcefulness causing you to stumble behind him up the steps almost falling into him a couple times.

Your stomach dropped as you headed in the direction of the room you had woken up in, passing by the open space where you had first spotted the camping tools, sleeping bags and mattresses.

Once passing the room's threshold he threw you unceremoniously down onto the musty mattress you had woken up next to and loomed over you with a calculating stare. 

You hated this. You hated that you could feel a trickle of dread within you. There was nothing you could do to overpower this man before you. He was human, there was nothing you could to about that. 

"If you try and run again," he started looking you dead in the eye. "I'll break both of your legs." He watched your throat bob from a nervous gulp. 

He turned to Yong-sun who had followed behind hesitantly, glancing over at you nervously worried that Namjoon was about to snap. In all seriousness she was surprised he hadn't the moment he saw you about to escape downstairs.

"And you. If she tries to escape again, I'll cut your hands off."

Horror flashed through Yong-sun's eyes as she gulped, nodding stiffly. Her hands were balled into fists at her sides, knuckles white with tension.

With Namjoon's threat hanging over your heads, you sat perfectly still and Yong-sun retreated swiftly in silence not sparing you a second glance, the door clanking shut behind her. 

You felt shackled to your obligation of your conscience to keep Yong-sun unharmed. That, and you didn't want to lose the ability to walk ever again. 

The effect you had on him earlier returned to Namjoon's thoughts, and seemed to linger there and he wondered whether it would happen again if he was near you. It made him think about keeping you alive a little longer. As a little experiment he wanted to see if anything interesting would happen... For the time being however he wanted to relax, and he couldn't do that if you would jump at any small chance for escape.