Your arms were wrapped around yourself in a protective manner, your e/c eyes refusing to meet those of the man in front of you, the man who had threatened Yoongi's life..Your kidnapper, Kim Seokjin.

After his threat, you agreed to go with him...making him promise that he didn't harm Yoongi, which he kept...much to your surprise.

Yoongi, of course, fought it but there wasn't much he could do in the situation.

The car ride to Jin's home was awkward to say the least. You could feel his heated gaze on your body at all times, you scolded yourself for not wearing the sweatpants Yoongi had given you. Your hands constantly tugged down the sweatshirt, trying to cover as much of your skin as possible, but that didn't stop Jin from looking..

He was very blatant and unapologetic when it came to staring at you. He never seemed to look away from you frustrated form. He didn't even try to make small talk, which you were grateful for.

After a two hour drive, you finally arrived to his luxurious home, your discomfort only worsened.

His house-mansion was huge. It almost looked like a castle. Numerous servants greeted you when you first entered, each one asking you questions as soon as you walked into the door.

One asked what kind of shampoo you preferred, another asked you what kind of meals you liked...someone even asked you for your bra size..which definitely managed to make you uncomfortable..

Being the rebellious person you are, you refused to answer any of their questions, keeping your mouth shut as Seokjin dragged you to an unknown location.

He pulled you into a large bedroom that could easily have been twice the size of your apartment, dwarfing your humble abode substantially.

Numerous pieces of furniture filled the room. A writing desk, a vanity and, of course, a bed.

You blinked in surprise as you scanned over the bed, swallowing hard as two certain pillows caught your attention.

Words were sewn across the pillows in neat cursive.

His and Hers.

You swallowed hard at the sight, taking a step backwards as fear raked over your entire body.

A cocky smile remained on Jin's face as his eyes raked up and down your body, his body moving closer to yours, hands moving to rest on your waist from behind.

"Do you like it, princess?" He asked in a breathy tone.

You flinched at his touch, instantly pushing your body away from his, panic washing over you.

"Don't-Don't touch me." You said. "And don't call me that."

Jin raised an eyebrow in amusement, a hand raking through his purple locks.

"So you can speak." He hummed. "I was beginning to wonder if that stupid assassin had broken you in the brief time it took me to find you."

You narrowed your eyes at the man.

"What do you want?" You spat.

The young gangster placed his hand to his chin as he studied your form.

"Well, for starters," He began. "I want to get you out of that hoodie."

Your eyes widened as you stumbled backwards.

"W-What-"

He chuckled, shaking his head at your actions.

"I didn't mean it like that, darling." He purred. "Although, if you're already willing then I-"

"Stop." You deadpanned.

He smiled, shrugging his shoulders.

"Worth a shot." He mumbled before walking past you towards one of the doors on the other side of the room. "Silk or satin?"

You tilted your head, eyebrows furrowing as you watched him swing the doors open, revealing a large walk-in closet.

"What?" You questioned, slightly astonished by the amount of space inside the closet.

It was the size of your entire closet.

Jin hummed.

"Which kind of pajamas do you prefer?" He asked. "Silk or satin?"

You swallowed hard, still in slight awe of all the clothes inside the closet.

"Why?"

Jin sent you a stern look.

"Because, I don't like seeing you in another man's clothes." He deadpanned. "Now, silk or satin?"

"I-I don't.." You paused. "I'm not sure."

Seokjin nodded, glancing back at you for a moment before reaching up and pulling down a small pile of clothes from one of the many shelves.

"You seem like a silk kind of girl." He stated, closing the doors and walking back over to you.

You watched him with furrowed brows, still confused as to what his intentions were.

He placed the clothes into your arms, smiling down at you.

"The bathroom is right over there," He stated, "You can go change in there if you'd like."

You blinked in confusion.

"Ch-Change?"

He nodded, leaning down to your level as an evil smirk pulled on his features.

"Unless you'd prefer to change out here," He hummed, his hand brushing yours. "I certainly wouldn't mind if you gave me a show."

You booked it to the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Your breathing was heavy as you stared at the tiled-floor wide-eyed.

You were fueled by pure panic and adrenaline. Your chest was heaving as you looked around the room, frantically trying to calm yourself down.

You knew that escaping wasn't going to happen...at least not tonight. You had seen numerous armed guards by every entrance when you had first come in...security was tight around this place, which meant that escape was more than likely going to be delayed for a while...

You huffed out a breath, running a hand through your hair as you cursed silently.

You had no idea what to expect from Kim Seokjin. You'd heard plenty of rumors about him...but you didn't know how many of them were actually true.

His nice attitude was definitely throwing you for a loop... You didn't expect a mob boss to be so...well nice...But, for all you knew it could be an act...He was probably just trying to get you to let your guard down so that he could kill you or something.

You sighed, moving your gaze down to the clothes in your arms.

The pajamas he had given you were a rose gold color. The top was a cropped tank that looked like it would end just above your navel, the bottoms were a pair of shorts with lace around the hems, cut off at about mid-thigh.

Your face went red as you scanned over the next item he had give you.

A matching lace thong came tucked neatly underneath the shorts.

You let out a curse, face-palming.

Dear god, this guy.

You sighed.

Deciding it would be best not to anger the scary man on the other side of the door, you pulled your hoodie over your head, changing into the clothes he had given you.

You reluctantly changed into the thong as well.

Hey, if you were gonna be forced to stay here then you were gonna do it while wearing clean underwear.

After you were changed, you folded your old clothes.

Your heart sank as you stared at the navy hoodie Yoongi had given you...You knew that Jin would more than likely dispose of it if he found it...

You decided to tuck the hoodie underneath the sink, hiding it away while throwing the rest of your clothes into the laundry basket that rested in the corner of the room.

With a heavy huff, your shaky hand reached out to grab the doorknob, twisting it and opening the door.

You walked out confidently, determined not to show Jin exactly how terrified you were of him.

To your surprise, Jin was already changed and seated on the bed, a book in his hands and a pair of glasses perched up on his nose.

He looked extremely domestic and normal...as if he hadn't just threatened a man's life....that was kind of scary.

His eyes moved up at the sound of the door opening, a smile tugging on his lips as you walked out in the clothes he had given you.

You tugged on your shorts subconsciously as you watched his eyes rake up your body, his hands placing the book down on the nightstand beside him.

He let out a deep hum of appreciation, sending a shiver down your spine as he stood to his feet, walking over to you slowly.

You flinched as his hands met the bare skin of your waist, moving up and down your sides in slow movements as he admired you.

You froze in your spot, fear completely paralyzing you.

If you moved, you would only anger him..which would endanger you and ruin your chances of getting out of here.

"So beautiful." He hummed to absentmindedly.

You wanted to slap yourself as a blush rose up your cheeks, his words getting to you.

Good lord. This stupid man was charming!

He leaned down, his nose brushing against the skin of your cheek as he inhaled your sweet scent.

Okay then.

"I knew this color would look good on you." He stated lowly, taking the material of your tank top between his forefinger and thumb, feeling the soft material.

Don'tkickhimDon'tkickhimDon't-

You swallowed hard, pulling your body away from him.

He only grinned at your actions, raising his hands in silent surrender before he turned, walking back to the bed.

You stayed in your place, shifting awkwardly as you watched him...

Jin climbed back onto the bed, his hands reaching for the book on his nightstand as he eyed you.

"Aren't you going to come to bed?" He asked.

Your eyes widened.

He wanted you to share a bed with him!? This guy is absolutely insane. Completely nuts. There was no way that you were going to sleep with him. No way in a million years-

Somehow you ended up on the opposite side of the bed, your eyes wide open as you stared at the floor.

The only light in the room was produced by the lamp that sat on Jin's nightstand. He was using it to read.

"Would you like breakfast in bed tomorrow?" Jin's voice suddenly chimed from behind you, making you jump instinctively. "I can have the maids whip you up something and bring it up here when you wake up."

You were seriously beginning to question this guy's sanity..

"Why are you acting like this?" You blurted unintentionally.

Seokjin raised an eyebrow at your question, his eyes leaving his book for a brief moment.

"What do you mean, princess?"

You scoffed, sitting up in the bed and facing him.

"I mean, why are you acting as though this is normal?" You asked. "You act like you didn't just kidnap me and force me to come here. Like you didn't just threaten someone's life!"

Jin shrugged.

"Why should I focus on all those negative things?" He asked. "Doesn't make much sense."

You gawked at him.

"You're also talking to me like we've known each other for years..You're giving me clothes, sharing a bed with me and asking me if I want breakfast in bed!" You announced. "I just met you today...but you act like we're married or something."

Seokjin sighed heavily, closing his book and placing on the nightstand beside his bed before turning to face you.

"Princess," He started. "I don't want you to feel like you're a prisoner here...this place is your new home, everything here is yours. The servants, the clothes, the jewelry...It's all yours."

You frowned.

"This place isn't my home." You spat. "It's a prison. You're keeping me here against my will..I want to go home and see my family."

Jin's expression hardened at your words.

"I won't deny it's a prison," He said through gritted teeth. "But there are ways in which I could certainly make you feel like a prisoner."

His low tone sent shivered down your spine.

"Do you want that, Y/n?" He asked.

You reluctantly shook your head.

Jin smirked.

"That's what I thought."

He took his glasses off, folding them before continuing.

"Now," He hummed.

"Would you like breakfast in bed or not, princess?"

A/N,

I can already see the comments about the reader changing into the thong..I would just like to state that she deserves no hate...she's a human and she needs clean underwear just like any of you. Don't come at me for this.

Also, Jin is super attractive to me in this chapter....carry on.

I love you.

-Max