Y/N's POV
He brought out the box cutter and started. While I am trying my best not to get annoyed.
This isn't the right time to show emotions. I should stay unaffected. But uhh it's just pissing me off.
You see, it's deafening silence and this annoying sound a box cutter makes doesn't satisfy nothing at all. He saw how my face scrunches as I made eye contact. I grimaced and looked away. He raised his eyebrow.
Suga does this sometimes when he's in deep thought, subconsciously. Sometimes with a chain saw or a knife, basically anything in hand.
"Hmm. Do you hate this Y/N?" he asked with a soft tone, greatly different from the intimidating one from minutes ago.
Is he hesitating to kill me? How is he even starting a conversation?
"Uhm, yes. So stop it, please." I replied with an eyebrow raised. He looked at me in an innocent look and stopped doing it though. Attitude shift?
"You won't beg for your life, won't you?" he asked, standing up and looking down on me.
"You're right... Doc Suga, I won't." I said, emphasizing the word he would probably want to hear. I smiled and looked at him seductively. Whatever it takes..
He spared a glance and walked back to the tables. Not long after, he came back without a box cutter but with a set of keys rustling as he came closer.
He sat down beside me with a creepy, dead serious face. He won't remove the stare we share, mine challenging and his nothing. He is a handsome man, but then he's a psychopath and that's a shame.
"I seem to like you." he said, serious and I was flustered by the sudden confession but i remained unfazed.
So I attracted an above normal guy. Who allegedly "dissects" humans. Is this a fucking prank? Cause it definitely won't work.
He caressed my arm and smiled. He looked at me with sleepy eyes while caressing my hair. I was about to flinch but didn't, I hastily blinked instead. He smiled again.
He's crazy and that's an understatement.
"You're so precious..." he muttered still touching me (on safe areas).
Am I getting out of here alive or at least in one piece?
"You're so precious that I can't let you go." he whispered in my ears licking and biting my earlobe, sensually.
Great then. Everything I thought was correct, except getting out.