Revenge

This day is probably the most terrible in his life. Where is he? What time is it now? How long will he be here? And what will they do with him at all? And most importantly, why is he here? Taehyung didn't understand anything. He woke up recently and doesn't understand what's going on here at all. Kim remembers that in the morning he quickly stopped by some coffee shop to have a snack. There was no time, because he was already late for an important meeting, so he only took coffee, but when he left the coffee shop, his glass was knocked over. As he understood it, it was an accident. He now remembers that the stranger was not very tall, with very pale skin and some kind of pale green, or mint-colored hair. He was dressed very strangely, and his very behavior was strange. He apologized and offered his coffee. Taehyung was very late, so he took that coffee and got into the car. Almost finishing a rather delicious drink, he got out of the car near his agency. Their parking was not very good, to put it mildly. The parking lot was three hundred meters from the building and was surrounded by bushes and trees. The job itself wasn't in a very good neighborhood. The agency Kim worked for wasn't very popular, but it brought Taehyung a lot of money. He liked everything about this job, except her location. When he came there, he was always afraid that something would happen to him. And apparently the alarm was not just like that. Because after he got out of the car and he got sick, he doesn't remember anything. I was already here, it seems, tied to something, with something in my mouth and a blindfold. - Well, hello, Taehyung-yi. How are you?- The person who came into the room felt very close. The voice is somehow familiar. - Why don't you tell me anything? Can't you? You've probably already forgotten me, haven't you? And I still remember Tate. I remember how you left me, I remember everything. I remember how you cheated on me and how I looked at it. Did you think you wouldn't get anything for it? Did you think that you could get away with it because people like me are not capable of something bad? Can't you? You've probably already forgotten me, haven't you? And I still remember Tate. I remember how you made me You're wrong. As I said, I will take revenge on you, and this is only the first revenge. So you won't have a quiet life anymore. Yes, it seems this is the boy he met about five months ago. Kim even forgot about him. It seems his name was Chonbom, or maybe Chanuk. No, his name was definitely Jeongguk. Here, Jungkook had a great body, so he even dated him longer than others, but this Jungkook's character was not very good. Well, they broke up and what, you'd think the boy had his first love, as if his heart would not have been broken later. And what did he do wrong? Well, you can give a slap in the face, but don't steal, it's an article already. - I see you have a difficult thought process in your head. You're thinking too loudly, Kim. My cheek burned. It was a pretty strong slap in the face. It's like he's reading his mind.. What the hell. - Enough, I think it's worth opening your eyes. Jeongguk slowly took off his blindfold. Taehyung, getting used to the light, began to inspect the room. It turns out he wasn't kept in the basement. It was just a room, most likely a bedroom. There was a small window on the left, and to the right there was a bed. Taehyung himself was tied to a chair and sat next to the door. There was no way to see what was behind him. And there was no time for it. He drew attention to the door, which slowly began to open and the same stranger who gave him coffee entered the room. He had several boxes in his hands, they were pizza boxes.It doesn't seem like some kind of joke anymore.. All this is really starting to worry. - Oh, so he's awake already? Sorry it took so long. The order was delayed. Here are all the pizzas you wanted: one with broccoli, one with tuna, one with pineapple and pepperoni. I think Taehyung-yi is hungry, will you share with him? And we can share pepperoni with you for two. - No, Taehyung is not hungry yet, we can feed him later. Say hello Te, didn't they teach you manners? Uh, so I didn't introduce you to each other. So Te, meet me. This is my boyfriend, his name is Yoongi. And this is Yun-yi, my terrible experience in relationships, his name is Taehyung, but you already know that. I think since we've all come together, we can celebrate. Help me, Yoongi, move Taehyung - With pleasure . They untied him and, holding him tightly, dragged him to the back of the room. There was something in the likeness of a tattoo chair. Why is it there? Do they want to give him some terrible tattoo in the most visible place? For the sake of revenge? Otherwise, why did they put him there? What are they even going to do? Having planted it, they disappeared from sight. Then Taehyung tried to get up, but his strength seemed to have left him, and it looked like a thin rope began to burn and squeeze his arms and legs very much. In this position, he didn't even have a chance to put his feet on the floor. What to think about escape. Having stopped trying to get to his feet, he felt better. And now Taehyung could at least stay in this chair forever, because the pain had stopped. But, after a few seconds, having recovered, he decided to look around. The chair itself stood in the corner of the room. There was an iron table to Taehyung's left, and there seemed to be supplies for the tattoo artist. On the right there was another, already a desk, on which some things lay covered with a sheet. This alerted Taehyung, he wouldn't be tortured there, would he? His train of thought was interrupted when he returned to the cabin boy's room. - Ay-ay-ay what a bad boy. Why did you want to get up? I thought you understood that it's impossible to escape from here. Besides, you don't even know where to run. We could do without extreme measures, but apparently we will have to act rudely. Guk-yi, come here, I need your help. Support his legs while I get this big thing. - of course. And I think he still shouldn't see us, he didn't deserve it. If he wants a tattoo so much, can I fill it for him? And if he gets better, will he be able to do less of your work? - I don't mind, as long as Taehyung doesn't let me down. Taehyung , meanwhile , was watching their dialogue and didn 't even move . How did they find out about the tattoo? Why did they say he wanted her? What kind of bandurina do they want to get? So they also closed his eyes. I think they took something out from under the chair. Jeongguk lifted his legs, and began to push them apart. Then Taehyung got it to the edge, and he started trying to escape. But Jeongguk, not paying attention to this, began to take off his pants and underpants. That's when Taehyung got scared. Can they really do something terrible? They're not going to get a tattoo there, are they? - What a pity, Taehyung, but you probably don't learn from your mistakes. Why do you keep kicking? - Jeongguk, while saying this, put his spread legs on some surface that was equal to his head. And began to fasten some straps around his legs. It was impossible to even move a foot now. The leather of the straps bit hard into his legs. He was terribly uncomfortable and ashamed. Although he had never experienced such a feeling. He started to say something, but only grunts could be heard. - Let's give him the word, otherwise he might suffocate, he still needs to change a rag. - I don't mind. Jeongguk very slowly untied the cloth on the back of his head. And when it was untied, the guy grabbed the collar of the T-shirt and pulled it down sharply. It broke with a bang. Taehyung, flexing his jaw, screamed. - YES, YOU FUCKING PERVERTS! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING! IT'S NOT LEGAL AT ALL! YOU'LL FUCKING GET YOURS LATER, I STILL REMEMBER IT FOR YOU!! UNTIE ME QUICKLY. AND THE CLOTHES YOU TORE ARE WORTH A LOT OF MONEY. AND I'M WAITING FOR THEM FROM VA.. They didn't let him finish and tied a gag. - So. He's probably had enough. - I'm sorry, I didn't think he would be so loud.. - Let's get down to business, otherwise I'm already hungry.