Jimin's POV

Suddenly, Jimin was snapped out of his cunning mind when he noticed the maid was leaning much closer which causes him to jump on the spot out of startledness before parting his cautious lips.

"W-what are you doing?"

"Master gave me the permission to untie his young master so he could finish his business in the restroom." Yoonji retreated her frail hands back until the surprised young man could finally calm down and nodded his head out of embarrassment.

Continuing to fulfil his order, Yoonji didn't waste any more time to unhook the metal locks which was once around Jimin's petit wrists before backing away from the bed while keeping her head low as master has also ordered to not make his angel feels the slightest bit of discomfort.

"Now all I have to do is escape, forget the pee."

Looking around a little to have more understanding of the room he will soon break free from, the kidnapped freshman observed how the room only has a small vent located in the lonely top corner of the room to allows fresh air to pass through.

However, the only escape was still the wooden door which Jimin will obviously be able to fit through but the question here is...

"Which door?!" The orange-haired male mentally screamed inside his panicking head as his nervous eyes flickered shakily between the two doors: one being oppositely from the bed and the other just down to the left of this luxurious prison he is planning to escape from.

"The bathroom is this way."

Cutting the silence in half, Yoonji informed as Jimin's unnecessary thoughts vanished completely once his perplexed eyes trail down the maid's index finger to then land on the middle door.

Gulping the large unpleasant lump in his throat, Jimin nodded understandingly before crawling out of the fluffy warm bed with a thumping heart and one bladder that was begging to be set free.

Once the freshman's bare feet touch the soft carpeted floor, his wild heartbeats stopped for one silent second before it erupted again with a new urge to fastly sprint out of the exit door and see what kind of danger lies beyond it.

Trying not to seem suspicious was exactly Jimin's next genius move and so, he carefully yet slowly walked away from the bed while looking as if he was heading for the door which the young teenage girl thankfully pointed at and not the one on the left that he has been sneakily keeping a close eye on.

Furthermore, the short black-haired maid only stands still beside the Queen sized bed with her head tilted down in a respectful manner which made it ten times easier for Jimin to perfectly continue his plan. Easy.

"Dumbassses." The orange-haired male confidently mumbled underneath his held breath before his feet started looking like they have been caught on literal fire.

Sprinting with a racing heart towards the exit door, Jimin smirked slyly once he grabbed ahold of the silver doorknob and without wasting any more time, he twist it clockwise to his destined freedom.

Freedom.

Brown chocolate eyes expanding large at the miraculous sight of one tall sink, clean shower with a jacuzzi in the far corner and one spontaneous looking toilet that was designed for a certain orange-haired male's deposit, Jimin's jaw was screwed loose as it hangs wide open because of how he has been...tricked.

"W-what?"

"Master is correct as usual." Yoonji thought inside her head before finally looking up with zero surprisation at the miserably failed attempt she knew coming.

Soon, she parted her lips in order to explain to the one looking deer that has been caught in the headlights but it wasn't long until a deep voice she has been hearing all her life vibrate through the speakers that were planted in one of the corners by the master himself.

"Hello again Cherry, or should I say Park Jimin?"

That voice.

"S-suga?" Shocked, that was exactly the word to describe how Jimin is feeling right now.

If it was not already obvious, the freshman has always imagined hearing that deep yet low, familiar voice which he surprisingly finds comfort in for some reason he doesn't even know himself or failed to remember why.

Jimin can't really describe it but he feels like he knew that voice all his life as if it was the only voice he truly finds warmth in and of course, the only voice he wants to hear praising him until he came fast and hard while screaming out his name.

"Already stuttering?" His manly dominant tone and pretty dirty words were cocky as usual but what is deadlier than that is his low raspy chuckles which follow right after and make Jimin's knees feels weak all of a sudden.

Blushing madly, Jimin stood still and wonders where did the sound came from but soon, his curious eyes noticed a speaker that he failed to detect earlier which is now the cause of how unhealthily red he was becoming.

"Were you trying to escape?"

The light-hearted chuckling stops and Suga's tone was serious to the point that it makes the other gulped as there was a rush of adrenaline in him which pumps excitedly to what might be the consequences of his ruthless plan so feeling confident, Jimin smirked at his next remarks.

"And if I am?"

Gritting his teeth, Yoongi tries his best to calm down his sizzling nerves despite wanting to wipe that confident smirk off the freshman's pretty little face. Instead, he grips harder onto the microphone and spoke out of his brewing possessiveness.

"You really think I would let you go that easily huh? I won't fucking let you step a foot out of that door and let some horny men stare at what's mine, likes what's mine and so close to having their soft dicks inside you like that bastard you rant about remember?"

"You like me that much?" Jimin only murmured while glancing around to spot the camera that could be watching him right now.

"Like? Don't you think that's too little?" The senior chuckled dryly. "I'm crazily obsessed with you Park."

Heart thumping loud inside his rising chest, the freshman's replies were all caught up inside his throat as he could not exactly express how over the clouds he was feeling right now.

Too overwhelming, too much to handle, too bad yet so good, too toxic but so bearable.

"What if I try to escape? What would you do?" There it was, the question Jimin was dying to ask.

"Why don't we see what happens tonight hm?"

Smirking playfully, Jimin can already feel himself yearning for what to come but more importantly, how good it will feel to be used and taken care of on an unfamiliar bed which he has woken up to with last night's party clothes still on and eyeliner badly smudged.

"Any request?"

Grinning widely at what his love has just said, Yoongi's pants tightened up at the specific area as he could already imagine his Jimin wearing all sorts of flimsy things he personally has picked out but that can wait a little longer. Our first night should be special.

"Wear one of those comfortable sleep wears I filled your closet with. I want you blindfolded and tied up too, my maid will help you with that." Yoongi clears his throat as he tries not to smile too much since his gums were starting to hurt now. "Can you do that for me, baby?"

With a shy smile on his face at the picture of being tied up this time but most importantly, heating all sorts of praises which had him feeling warm and cuddly all over, Jimin nodded eagerly.

"Good, see you then my love."

Within a snap of a finger, the room quickly falls into a dead silence but it did not take a second more Jimin to soon remembers the girl, who is apparently Suga's maid, standing there unspoken like a ghost and was listening to their conversation the whole time.

Feeling embarrassed and awkward, Jimin only continued to stand there near the opened bathroom door while fiddling nervously with his fingers as he occasionally glances down at them and at the girl who looked as if she has magically turned into a rock statue.

"Press the bell on your nightstand when you are ready."

Then, the maid left after unlocking the door with her key before locking it again from the outside whilst Jimin let out a relieved sigh before he curiously turned around and stepped into the spacious bathroom just so his glimmering eyes could be blindfolded by its luxury once again.

"What if he's watching?!" Jimin suddenly thought as he checks if there were any cameras here too but soon, he feels embarrassed for thinking something Suga wouldn't do...right?

"He's a gentleman, what am I thinking?" Without any unnecessary worries, the younger strips away his alcohol smelled clothes before jumping into the silver themed shower and let bullets of water splashed against his skin, cleansing away that bastard's touches.

Imagining what will happen tonight, Jimin only smirked as he scrubbed his body clean.

*Later On*

The orange-haired male lies awake on the red mattress with both of his wrists locked into place and a navy blue blindfold which matches surprisingly well with the pyjamas he picked out for tonight's special.

Waiting patiently was one of the things Jimin always found difficult to do but being chained to the bed and have his vision restricted was worse as all he could picture right now is the sun setting and the room getting dimmer.

The only thing he could rely on was his sense of hearing but it was almost ghostly as he could detect not a single sound except how loud his heart was blasting inside his eardrums and how his heavy breathing kept cutting shorter yet quicker than normal.

In the midst of darkness, Jimin's breath suddenly hitches when he heard the rattling sound of what he has guessed to be the key unlocking its rightful door before a person could step in and dramatically increases the blindfolded male's poor heartbeat.

"S-suga?"

"What's with stuttering my name love?"

"It's him." Jimin thought while feeling as if he would melt at that instant after hearing the male's low yet mocking voice that he wishes to hear tomorrow morning too. He feels powerless almost when being in Suga's mercy.

"What are you gonna' do...with me?" The blindfolded freshman nervously squirmed on the bed and the action immediately resulted in the metal chains that connected him to bed and prevents him from leaving noisily clanks together. He is trapped in such a pleasant way.

"I want to..."

Yoongi slurrily trialled off as if he was completely clueless of what he should do with the pretty in front but the act didn't last that long as the mint haired male cannot wait longer in breaking into the largest smile ever and pounced right onto-

- the empty space beside the latter before wrapping his secured arms around Jimin's torso as he snuggled closer and pressed his pale cheeks against the angel's vanilla neck.

"I have been waiting my whole life for this." The elder whispered gently as he dreamily closed his lids and let himself succumbed to this feeling of being able to have Park Jimin in his arms entirely consume him.

"Cuddles?" Jimin inaudibly whispered while staring straight into nothing but the colour black as he could sense Suga's buffer body pressed comfortably against him in the cutest way possible.

To be completely honest, right now Jimin feels like he was playing the role of a Teddy bear that was being treated with love and endless snuggles from its owner.

"I love you so damn much."

Now Jimin could feel Suga smiling broadly against his neck and his heart wasn't just gonna stay still and do nothing after hearing those words that sounded so pure and sincere ta least to him.

Someone truly loves him.

Jimin smiled at the thought and comfortably adjusted himself inside the elder's warm embrace before flushing down his lids under the blue blindfold whilst his heart drowns with the plenty amount of affection that he yearns and worked hard for.

Happy that he gets to cuddle with the person who didn't take him for granted and actually wanted to spend their first night together in the adorablest way possible, it wasn't long until he falls asleep inside the embrace that holds him still and keeps him safe from any nightmares.

Only happy dreams Jimin wishes to have and not the ones he would wake up with the feeling of loneliness that made him hopelessly begged for the person who never returned.

Yoonie.