Obsessed | Pt.12
Pairing: Stalker!Min Yoongi x Original female character
Tags: Forced relationships, Hurt/Comfort, Manipulations, Mentions of cruelty, Mentions of deaths, Mentions of drugs, Murders, Original female character, Out of character, Stalking, Unhealthy relationships, Violence.
Summary: She wasn't afraid of this man, didn't take threats seriously, blaming everything on the fact that it was just to attract attention. However, she did’t know what he was capable of.
word count: 1313
I do not condone the actions described in the story, this is all fiction and does not relate to the real members of the BTS in any way. If you are uncomfortable with tags, please do not read!! Or read at your own risk.
a/n: Thanks to the wonderful author who allowed me to translate this work! Please keep in mind that English is not my native language, so if you notice any mistakes, point them out to me! I can also edit the chapter after I publish it, so don't be surprised if you see some strange moments (it means I haven't corrected them yet). Thank you.
source: https://ficbook.net/readfic/12255891
Chapter 1 , Chapter 2 ,Chapter 3 , Chapter 4 , Chapter 5 , Chapter 6 , Chapter 7 , Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12
Weired tea
It's 6 o'clock in the morning. The rays of the sun creep into the bedroom, announcing the beginning of a new day. The darkness does not allow to properly see what is happening on the street. The weather is fine, not a single cloud. Yoongi’s mood should be on top, and not only because of the weather. But obviously not today.
For some, 6 a.m. is early morning. People sleep, basking in their warm and soft beds. However, for Yoongi this is the usual time of ascent.
Taehyung knows this very well, that's why he rushed so early.
“It's only 6 in the morning, and you've already arrived. Tell me what happened.” sitting up on the bed, said Yoongi.
“You know that we always check unfamiliar numbers and almost immediately dog the address” to which Yoongi nodded. “This time it didn't work out.”
Yoongi tensed. He neither understood what his friend was driving at, nor really wanted to plug in. There flashed one thought that now Taehyung would share something important that was related to Percy.
“This video was sent to me tonight,” V turned on the smartphone and opened the chat. “Perhaps you know this place?” the guy asked nervously.
Handing the smartphone to Yoongi, Taehyung sat down on a chair, clenched his hands into fists and anxiously bit his lip. Chaos was going on in the guy's soul, everything seemed out of place. The content of the video scared the hell out of him, but what will happen when Yoongi watches it?
The video showed Percy being tied up and beaten so that she could barely speak. Images of him smashing the whole room, the vases, lamps and mugs popped up in Suga's head. However, outwardly he was only tense.
“Tell me what you want!” kicking the girl in the stomach, the unknown guy exclaimed.
“Yoongi, take me away from here...” the girl whispered faintly.
“Say it properly!” taking Percy by the hair, the unknown exclaimed again.
“Help... me.”
“There you go”
After this conversation the video continued, and the faces of those who started hitting Percy's body were clearly visible.
For a couple of minutes, Yoongi stared blankly at the screen, which had turned off a moment ago.
“I think they'll put conditions on you if we don't find her ourselves.” Taehyung began cautiously, twisting his fingers.
“This motherfucker has gone to the edge,” Yoongi concluded his thought aloud, clutching the phone harder in his hands, almost breaking it.
“Do you know the place?”
“I guess yes.”
***
The day before
Namjoon and Percy spent every day together. The guy took her to various beautiful places, bought treats, rubbed himself into trust, courted.
“Do you want to go into the city with me tonight? There’s a new film, very interesting, by the way. Namjoon said in one breath.
“Haven't been there for ages,” Percy began dreamily. “But there are too many acquaintances in the city and they’ll see us together, so ...” there was an awkward silence for a moment.
“Don't worry about it,” the guy broke the silence. “This cinema is special, ordinary mortals are not allowed there.”
“Bragging again,” Percy replied, smiling and rolling her eyes.
“I'm not bragging I'm just inviting you to the cinema.”
“I'll think about it,” the girl nodded.
***
Percy didn't even realize then that Namjoon's plans were not just courting or going to the cinema, no.
When the film ended, they went home to Song, because she invited her friend for a cup of tea.
The couple did not drive in silence. They were violently discussing what they noticed in the process of viewing. And if Percy was completely engrossed in the conversation, Namjoon almost didn't listen to what she was saying and just admired her.
Perhaps at this moment he wanted to abandon his plan and not put it into action.
The girl seemed to him quite attractive, intelligent and funny. The guy didn't understand at what point his plan almost went to hell and why all of a sudden he began to look at Percy as a girl he likes.
However, putting aside his thoughts and returning his gaze to the road, Namjoon tensed.
“Is something wrong?” Percy asked worriedly.
“What? The guy turned his head at Percy. “Oh, no, it's all right, I was just thinking.”
"Will you come in for tea?"
“How can I refuse?” Namjoon chuckled.
They arrived at grandmother's house quickly, because Namjoon drove like he was late for something. There was no one at home. Apparently, Mrs. Song went to her neighbors or friends.
“I always drink green,” Percy began, putting her mug of tea on the table. “Do you like black tea with sugar? she asked, walking back to the drawers.
“Yes, two spoons, please.” Namjoon replied without taking his eyes off the girl who was pouring tea and adding sugar.
The guy carefully took a bag of some kind of powder out of his jeans pocket, opened it and poured into Percy's mug.
Namjoon was worried that there would be problems with his trick. For example, a girl will not go somewhere or will often turn to a guest. However, everything went well for Namjoon.
“Will you stir it yourself?” handing the guy a spoon and a mug of tea, Percy asked.
“Of course, thank you. Drink it, don't look at me.”
The girl nodded, then took the mug in her hands and drank a little. Namjoon watched Song's actions closely as he stirred the sugar.
***
Mrs. Song couldn't sleep a wink. She just had no right to do it. She was given an ironclad promise to return her granddaughter by ten, however, it is now well past midnight, and there has been no granddaughter so far. Mrs. Song had a heart out of place, she considered herself guilty of letting a teenager go with some little-known grandson of her friend, and in fact he seemed to her a gentleman. The elderly woman did not know what she could do in this situation. The local provincial police would not have rushed to look for this child right away, because, as she thought, it was already too late, and it was unlikely that the office was working in full force.
The woman was as tremendously wrong as Namjoon's connections in the police were, the amount of money he poured into every person in that seedy village police station. He is literally the leader of the mafia, since his power extends to the territory of this town and to a couple of nearby ones.
Still, what can the old lady do now? The only thing she could do was to go in search of her granddaughter alone. In reality, it was pointless, since Namjoon immediately warned that they would go to the city, which was located next to their suburb, because only there were all the places of leisure - restaurants and the only cinema in the whole city. She had to weigh the pros and cons and reluctantly accept that Percy could just linger.
The woman was already starting to come up with how she would scold these children, and then she would become the best grandmother again when she allowed her something more, like spending the night with a guy.
But still, she decided to call Namjoon and ask where they were and if they would be back soon to calm herself down.
“Hello, Mrs. Song. The session was already over, we dropped by the restaurant. You won't believe it, I met my friend and he invited Percy and me as a couple to celebrate this case. I'm sorry, but I have to steal your granddaughter until tomorrow evening.”
“Of course, of course,” the woman babbled happily. She was pleased to hear that Percy and Namjoon were considered a couple. “But don't forget to return her tomorrow, no later than 10.”
“Okay, goodbye.”













