J: thank lord I didn't do crazy shit T: you could've sent dick pics J: what T: what When Taehyung texts a number which was hidden inside his desk (Very short chapters) ©︎all rights and plot to @taetaeholic
"Just try escaping me and see what happens" he chuckled as you tried to break away from the binds that bound you to the wooden chair. His slender fingers traced the outline of your face as he leaned in closer, dangling a knife above your head. "Didn't I say it before, you're all mine. Your mind, body, and soul... ever...