Angel (Yoongi x Reader)

Chapter 7

Y/N POV:

After begging and pleading for them to let me go, I finally drifted into a dreamless sleep. I woke up to pale sunlight coming through the window. I couldn't tell what time it was, but it looked to be just after dawn. I sat up in the bed as best as I could, my wrist sore from where it had been chained to the bedframe all night. I didn't understand what was happening. What did he mean by my dad sold me? My parents would never do that to me.

I was scared by what he said. What did he mean when he said we were going to have fun today? What was he planning on doing to me? The thoughts that ran through my mind made me sick to my stomach and my headache.

Time passed by and another man I had never seen came into the room, carrying a tray filled with silver domed dishes. He had blond hair and the broadest shoulders I had ever seen. He smiled at me gently, setting the tray on the table beside me.

"I brought you some breakfast," he said in a sweet voice.

I shook my head in denial. I didn't want to eat anything from this house. My luck they would probably poison me.

The man lifted the lids from the dishes and the tantalizing smell of food wafted over me. I looked over at the tray and my mouth watered at the sight. There was a fluffy omelet, a plate of crisp bacon, a bowl of fresh fruit, and a steaming cup of coffee. "Don't worry. I didn't poison it if that's what you're thinking," he said. "And I don't let anyone else in my kitchen."

I shook my head again. "I'm not hungry," I denied, but the grumble from my stomach gave me away.

The man looked down at me. "I promise. I wont hurt you. It's not in me to do something like that," he said, a gentle smile on his face.

"He's not wrong," a voice said from the door. Taehyung walked into the room, his black hair flopping hanging over his forehead. My eyes widened in shock. He was part of this too?! Of course he was. Why would such a handsome man take time out of his day to talk to me out of the blue otherwise? "How you feeling Y/N?" he asked.

I wanted to throw something at him, preferably the tray with all the hot food on it. "How am I feeling?" I asked, a shocked look on my face. "Are you kidding me? You fucking kidnapped me! How the hell do you think I'm feeling?"

Taehyung shook his head. "Such language! And I didn't kidnap you. That would be Namjoon and Jin," he said, pointing to the handsome man that brought in the tray.

I looked at the man in question. He just shrugged his shoulders. "I do what the boss tells me to do," he said.

I turned back to Taehyung. "What does he want from me?" I asked. "What is he planning on doing to me?"

"What does he want from you? He wants revenge for his brother's death. What is he planning on doing to you? That I don't know," Taehyung said with a strange smile, as he turned to leave the room.

I faced the blond man again. "Jin right?" I asked hesitantly and he nodded. "Please. Let me go. I have a family that is probably worried about me. My friends are going to be looking for me."

Jin shook his head. "Even if I wanted to, I couldn't let you go. I don't want to. When his brother died, we thought we lost Yoongi with him. If this is going to bring back the man that he was then it's worth it to me," he said with what sounded like an apology in his voice. He gestured towards the tray. "Try and eat something," he said. "Ill be back later."

I leaned up against the headboard, so many thoughts running through my head. I kept glancing at the tray, trying to ignore it, but hunger finally took over. I picked up a piece of bacon and took a tentative bite. It had been perfectly cooked and melted in my mouth. I finished the piece and took a bite of the omelet. It was light and filled with chunks of ham and grated cheese. I took a couple bites, just enough to take the edge off the hunger.