safehouse | dark!yungi x reader
tags: kidnapping, fake rescue, manipulation, gaslighting, isolation, emotional coercion, dubcon?, obsession, captivity, yandere, stockholm syndrome
this is not a representation of how yunho+mingi are as people, please don't interpret this writing as fact pls and thank u
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your legs are burning and your chest feels like it's on fire. but you don't stop running. you can't.
you don't know how long you've been gone. only that are your feet are bloody, your vision is blurring, and your pulse is loud enough to drown out any other noise.
you see headlights.
you panic first. then, hope. please, please don't be him.
the car swerves to a stop and a door slams open. a tall figure in all black rushes towards you.
"woah, hey. hey, are you okay?" his voice is deep, warm, normal. he crouches, eyes scanning your face, your trembling hands. "what happened to you?"
your lips barely move. "he took me. locked me somewhere. i-i think he drugged me.. i got out, i ran-"
the man doesn't waste a second. he shrugs off his jacket and wraps it around you, one strong arm curling around your shoulder.
"you're safe now. i got you." he opens the passenger door and helps you in. "my name's yunho. you're okay now, i promise."
you're warm. for the first time in weeks, your body isn't shaking.
"you're doing good," yunho says, glancing at you. "just a little longer. i'll take care of everything."
your throat's raw from crying, but you nod. "thank you," you whisper. "thank you so much."
he doesn't ask many questions, not like you'd expect. he doesn't want the details. doesn't even flinch when you mutter mingi's name, voice cracked and terrified.
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you don't know when you doze off. but when you do wake up, the car isn't moving anymore.
you blink. the sun's lower now. the forest outside looks familiar, too familiar.
your heart stutters. "where are we?"
yunho's already out of the car, rounding to your side. he opens the door slowly. "come on," he says gently. "he's waiting."
your blood goes cold. "no. no no no no-"
but yunho catches you before you can scramble out the other side. he holds you tight to his chest, you try to kick and thrash, but he's solid.
"don't do that," he murmurs. "you'll hurt yourself."
"you said! you said you'd help me-"
"i did," he says, voice low. "i brought you home."
mingi's already at the door of the cabin. his hoodie is pushed back to show his messy hair and wild eyes. but he doesn't look angry. he looks relieved.
"god, you're such a brat when you run," he mutters, walking towards you. "i was gonna kill someone if you didn't show up soon."
"she's fine," yunho replies, holding you tight. "just scared."
mingi smiles, eyes softening as he cups your cheek, causing you to flinch. "baby," he says. "you don't have to be scared anymore." then he looks at yunho. "you're staying, right?"
yunho shrugs. "you said we'd do this together."
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you don't speak for the first few days. not to them. not even to yourself.
your body is in the cabin, but your mind is somewhere far behind you.
you flinch every time mingi walks in. yunho's presence makes your skin crawl in a dreadful way. because he looks at you like you're some rescue dog he found in the rain. like you owe him.
"you need to eat," yunho says, nudging the bowl toward you gently. you don't move. he crouches in front of you, voice soft. "you're not gonna get better like this."
your throat tightens. "i don't want anything from you."
"i know," he says. and then, more gently, "but you do need it."
you glance at the bowl. it's not poisoned, probably. it smells like miso soup. something warm, comforting, safe.
"mingi made it," yunho adds like that's supposed to help. you shove it away, causing the bowl to tip. some of the broth spills on the blanket.
"baby..." mingi sighs from across the room. he's perched in the old recliner by the fireplace, hoodie sleeves shoved up. "we're really trying here."
"trying?" your voice cracked. "you fucking drugged me. kidnapped me. you said you loved me."
"i do," mingi says, standing. he walks over slowly, confidently. he knows you won't move, he doesn't need to worry anymore.
because yunho's in the doorway, arms crossed like a guard blocking an exit.
"you said you were scared," mingi murmurs, crouching beside you. "i just want to make you feel safe."
you flinch when his fingers brush your knee. yunho doesn't move from the doorway, just watches. always watching.
"you lied to me," you whisper, staring at the spilled soup.
mingi exhales through his nose like he's disappointed in you. like you're the one being unreasonable. "i didn't lie," he says. "i just did what had to be done."
yunho cuts in from across the room. "you wouldn't have lasted out there. not with the way you were running. what if someone worse had found you?"
"you are the worse person!"
they don't react. yunho just closes the door behind him, locking it with a quiet click.
mingi strokes a hand down your hair. "i know you're angry. i know you're confused. but one day you'll understand." he leans in, lips brushing the top of your head. "this is where you belong."