He's not here. Of course, he's not here. He has better things to do.
You settle on the ground, just where Hoseok was laying yesterday, and close your eyes letting the warmth of the sun directly hit your face. You feel lonely now that you've experienced what it's like to have company.
Hoping he'd show up at some point, you stay there doing nothing but getting warmed up by the sun.
What felt like hours later, you hear faint footsteps getting closer. Thinking it was Hoseok, you excitedly turn around, only to be met with a darkness of being covered by what feels like soft fabric.
You struggle to get out of their grip, but they're too strong for you to set free. Sure, you have nothing left in life and being kidnapped shouldn't really bother you but it's what they might do to you that has you on edge.
You feel yourself blacking out, hoping it's Hoseok's guys and not the 'other' ones he told you about.
You wake up still covered in that soft fabric that smells funny, your mouth taped tightly, with a gag shoved into your mouth. You try to move but your body doesn't oblige. Like you expected, you've been tied to whatever you're sitting on. There's possibly no way to get out which starts to freak you out.
Minutes that stretched into hours of panicking later, you hear a very creaky door open and a light being switched on. You can barely see anything but you can make out the tall, buff figure through the fabric.
The covering on your head is yanked off, the brightness of the light nearly blinding you. You close your eyes tight and open them bit by bit to get used to the light. You can now clearly make out every feature on the man's face. Dark brown hair, brown eyes, sharp jawline that you think could possibly cut your neck off, medium sized and very pink lips, nose that's looks a bit lifted yet fits the size of his face perfectly, cheekbones that hug his face in all the right ways, and a dimple on one of his cheeks that just adds a cherry on top of his perfection. He's almost as perfect as Hoseok.
Key word; almost.
You know, in your eyes, no one can match Hoseok's perfection.
After a long time of staring each other down, he speaks.
"What's your name?"
You stare at him ridiculously and keep your mouth shut. He stares back, waiting for an answer.
Maybe it won't be so bad being kidnapped by such a dense man.
When he realizes, he almost walks out with a large amount of embarrassment. The tough persona he's trying to put on is completely shattered.
"Sorry, I forgot you were taped," He says removing the tape and the gag,
"I'm Sonia,"
Now, of course that's a lie, but you don't want to risk giving him your real name.
He chuckles, "Not such a good liar, y/n"
Well that did not work out.
"Why are you lying to me?"
"Why did you kidnap me?"
"Don't answer a question with a question," He gets up as if he's restless and walks back and forth in the small room you two are cramped up in.
"You kidnapped me. Why should I tell you anything about me?"
"Because maybe if you don't, I will harm you,"
"You don't have the guts," That might've been a dumb thing to say to the man that has you tied up, but something in you tells you that inside all that buff and tall body is a soft man.
He stares at you absurdly before speaking again, "Not such a smart thing to say to a man that has your life on his hands,"
You ignore his statement and ask again, "Why did you kidnap me?"
"Why does someone kidnap a person?"
"I don't know. Which is why I'm asking,"
"Their mind is fucked up in some ways. They want to dominate their hostage or to just simply cause them harm. They crave some kind of violence. Twisted people," He shakes his head with a look on his face that you can quite make out. Disgust.
"Are you a twisted person craving violence?" He's not,
"Do you think I am?"
"It's hard to tell. With how you're acting now, I can say you're not. But it could only be a fake personality you're trying to project. You can never trust a kidnapper,"
"Right," Is that disappointment in his voice?
"So...are you?"
"I'll leave that to your imagination. Let it go wild," He smirks,
"Do you understand how dirty that sounds?" You narrow your eyes,
He shrugs and walks away, out of the room, and slams the door shut.
Now you're bored. You look around the room, spider webs all around the corners of the room. Flies flying around everywhere, a small lightbulb hanging down from the ceiling. This room almost matches your house. Well, your house is a little cleaner, but other than that, it's just the same.
You study the room for a bit until the door opens again and a different man walks in. This one is another version of perfection. He looks much more reserved, smaller, and more uptight. His hair is just as dark but a bit curlier that falls on his forehead. His eyes are also brown. His face seems to have nothing on it. Almost like nothing but perfection. His ears are pierced, unlike the one earlier. He has a boxy face, that perfectly matches his attitude.
"Namjoon told me to bring this to you," Namjoon? Is it the guy from earlier or a leader of theirs?
He drops a plate of food, that looks much better than what you eat at home, on the chair where the guy from before was sitting on.
His voice is deep and sounds too uninterested that it nearly makes you lose your appetite.
"My hands are tied. Unless you want me to eat like an animal, you need to untie or feed me,"
Even if he unties you, you know you're not running anywhere because you feel like this might just be a better place than your house. Better food, a company. Even if there's no bed, you don't mind sleeping anywhere.
"Right, well I can't untie you and I'm not interested in feeding you either. I'll call Namjoon,"
He walks out, not giving you a second glace. What's wrong with this man? Is he only being disrespectful to you or is he just nonchalant all the time?
The metal door, that seems to be holding on for dear life, is jerked open again. This time by someone you're certainly happy to see. So that's Namjoon.
"Well, good to see you again," He doesn't mean it,
You dismiss it, "You're Namjoon?"
"I'm assuming Taehyung mentioned my name,"
And the other one is Taehyung.
"He's Taehyung?"
"Yes,"
Interesting...
You spend the next long minutes talking and him feeding you. You feel like a kid and he's your father, playing airplane just to get the food inside your mouth.
You saw his smile for the first time, heard his laugh that sounds too fake to be real, but you know is genuine. Although he didn't tell you much about himself, he is like a transparent wall with all his secrets and character visibly hidden behind them.
Did he just become your favourite person? Certainly not. But your second favourite after Hoseok? Definitely.
It's not like you have anyone in your life to favourite, however those two might be your only favourites whether a new person joins your life or not.
Likely not...