Namjoon stays quiet as the television plays a movie. He doesn't remember what Yoongi put on, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that he needs to get help. If his hunches are correct, he is still at his house.

Maybe he was just trying to discourage me from escaping? I know I am still at home.

Yoongi left a few minutes ago and Namjoon doesn't know how long he will be alone for. Is it safe to get off the couch? Safe to leave? Is Yoongi just waiting for him to escape to see if he'd have to tie him up forever?

Taking a gulp of his saliva, Namjoon slides off the couch and kneel the carpeted floor. This feels like my carpet. Now on his hands and knees, Namjoon starts to crawl on the floor towards the sound of the tv.

The tv should be up against the wall. Once I get to the wall then I'll be right next to the hallway towards the front door. Start there.

He places his hand on the television stand. Is this stand mine? Moving his hand across the stand, he felt the texture of wood. Mahogany. This is mine, I can feel the dent I made when setting it up.

Moving with a smile, Namjoon continues crawling and feeling his way to the front door. The hallway felt longer though. "God, how long is this damn hallway!? I don't remember it being this long."

Namjoon was getting restless, of course he is going slow since he doesn't want to run into the table that rest in the hallway. "Ah, there you are. I knew I'd bump into you sooner or later, but why are you dead center of the hallway?" Namjoon asked to himself, his hand griping the table's leg.

"Maybe because it's not the table."

Namjoon gasps, jumping back away from the person in front of him. His body collides with something that tips before dropping a flower pot with a crash.

"Yoo....Yoongi. I was just...I wasn't..."

"It's just a pot Joon. You probably was looking for the bathroom, huh? I never should've left you alone for so long." Yoongi sets his groceries down. "Come on, Joonie. Let me take you to the bathroom."

Namjoon let Yoongi lead him away from what he hopes to be the front door and into the bathroom upstairs.

"There, do you need my help with anything?" Yoongi asked.

Namjoon shakes his head. "Ok then, let me put you in front of the toilet, then I'll leave."

After doing what he'd said he would, Yoongi leaves. Namjoon was a bit confused, why did Yoongi think this way? He most definitely knew Namjoon was trying to leave, right?

Namjoon doesn't think about it too much, so after waiting a couple minutes, he flushes the toilet and washes his hands to make the lie believable. That is when he felt it, metal around his ring finger. Is this an engagement ring? Anger creeped up his spine, he roughly pulls the ring off then throws it across the blank room. He doesn't care for it.

Carefully making his way to the bathroom door, Namjoon leaves the room. One step in front of the other, hands rubbing against the walls, Namjoon then freezes by the stair case. How many steps are they again?

Yoongi finishes putting away the groceries when he heard a light thump. He quickly runs to the stairs to see Namjoon holding on to the rails, he missed a step, thankfully he was able to catch himself before any more damage was done.

"Joonie, why didn't you call me? I would've helped you down."

Namjoon wants nothing to do with this psycho.

Yoongi helps Namjoon back to the couch and starts a new movie. "This movie has a lot of singing in it, should be entertaining for you, right?"

Again, Namjoon misses the title. Actually, he misses his sight. "What's wrong, Joonie?"

Namjoon shakes his head.

"Are you sure? I can get you whatever you....where is your ring?"

Namjoon yanks his hands out of Yoongi's grip. He had to make something up. "I didn't know I had one. I was wondering why the sink clanked, I think it fell off when I put soap on my hands and down the drain."

Yoongi watched Namjoon's facial expression the entire time he explained himself. Yoongi noticed there was little to no remorse, maybe now is the best time to tell him. "No matter, it's just a symbol. As long as we have the marriage license, we'll be fine."

"Marriage license!?" Namjoon yelled, shocked to hear such a thing.

"Yes, we are married now, hence the license. Don't worry, Joonie, through sickness and in health, I'll be here to take care of you!" Yoongi smiles, kissing Namjoon's cheek.

Namjoon didn't know how to react. Are they really married or is Yoongi just scaring him?

"You're.....you're lying!" Namjoon yelled desperately.

Yoongi shook his head. "Nope! I have the license framed! It's beautiful, Joon! I wish you could see it!"

No. No I can't be married to him! I never signed any documents! Legally, we shouldn't be married!

"I'll buy a new ring later, for now, I'll get dinner started." Yoongi gives a kiss to Namjoon's forehead before making his way to the kitchen.

That's it! This is the last straw! Namjoon is leaving this place! Who cares if he's miles away from the city!? Oh, yeah...

Why did I choose to live in the woods again? For quiet!? Dumbass! IQ 148 my ass!

Great, not only does he need to leave the house, but now he has to walk through the woods before finding anybody. He won't admit it, but Namjoon doesn't think he'd be able to leave now.

I just want to leave......

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