A musky stench of blood, oil, and dust filled my nostrils as I forced my eyes open. "You literally kidnapped the ugliest girl I've ever seen." A voice, low and smooth like dark chocolate spoke in the darkness. "But Sir, this is Y/N." came another silky voice and I recognized it as Jungkook from the bar.

I peeked my eyes open, like I would on a Sunday morning, hoping that they wouldn't see me. I heard a lighter flick and the smell of cigarette fumes wafted around me. "This isn't Y/N. This is a...A lazyass looking blob." Ok my eyes were open now. Luckily the men's backs were towards me. "Y/N has a short, petite figure, her h/c hair flowing in the wind and her e/c eyes shining in the sun. This is a Hispanic kid that looked like she had too many churroz."

"Actually, I ate too much arroz con leche, churroz was a delicacy mum refused to cook because of the spitting oil it was cooked in." Both men turned to me, Jungkook with a shook expression and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, and of course, the main character, hot stuff Taehyung with a blank and intimidating look as he crossed his arms.

Time stops and my screen comes up again. It reads: You are in a dangerous situation. You may be killed.

1. Say, "Please don't kill me."

2. Say, "I don't know why I'm here just please don't kill me, I'll do anything!"

3. Custom

I pressed custom and spoke. "This is a little over the top, isn't it? Like kidnapping me? Like couldn't we be like normal people? Hi my name is such and such can I have your number?" I questioned. Taehyung's initial blank look fades into a confused frown as he looks at me. Jungkook turns from me and looks at Taehyung with furrowed brows. "Damn, she's got a point." He mutters.

Taehyung immediately sends him a glare and I continue. "Yeah exactly, it doesn't make you very attractive to spike a girl's drink and then take her against her will and tie her to a chair while you have a little girl talk." I state defiantly, enjoying seeing Taehyung internally confused, well also just seeing Taehyung, or at least this fictional version of him because I've never been able to even go to a concert to see him.

Look, I was a little weirded out this morning, but at this point im just enjoying stealing Y/N's show and making a badass of myself.

Jungkook turns to Taehyung at my comment. "Actually, Boss, she's right, why are we doing this?" Looks like this should be a Jungkook fanfic because he's the only character here with a sense of God-given logic. However, it's weird because in the fan fiction he was quite obedient and not very talkative around Tae. Perhaps me being here has changed his personality in the fanficition suddenly?

I continue my rant, "And, not even that, but you didn't even have the decency to kidnap me yourself." I motioned to Jungkook who turns to Taehyung. "Damn...Shame on you." Taehyung's face immediately fills with fury as he sends a fist into the unsuspecting Jungkook's face, sending the younger boy and his cigarette flying into a concrete wall.

He turns to me, rage evident in his face as he pulls out a gun and plasters it to my head. "You're mine, you got it? And no one else can have you. That's why you're here."

My soul has officially left my body because of this cringey shit.

Once again the yandere simulator looking screen pops up again. It reads:

1. Say "I will be yours."

2. Be silent.

3. Custom.

I read the first option and burst out laughing as I pressed the third option. Time unfroze again, and there was Taehyung watching me laugh with an angry expression, and also his cheeks were pink. He crossed his arms and scowled. "Actually, you're not even what I was wanting anyway, so you can get the fuck out." He motioned towards the door. "Front door is upstairs to your left." He muttered before turning away from me.

A/N: Hey guys sorry that this is so dry I wrote it late at night.