𝖄/𝕹'𝖘 𝕻𝕺𝖁
Min would be so disappointed in me for making myself a fake ID and sneaking into the club, but then again I feel like I'm wrong.
What if she's just using me? She never acts like she cares, she's kind of rude all the time too... I look up, paying very little attention to where I'm going and notice 𝖍𝖎𝖒. I walk over to the booth he is seated at, sitting across from him.
I offer to buy him a drink, he takes a while to reply, probably thinking about what to say.
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I feel stupid, so very stupid, I don't even know his name, yet I'm following him back to his home. I guess there's no going back now.
He lead me to his house, which was a fairly lengthy walk. Long enough for me to raise my guard. I watch the scenery as we walk by, paying close attention to almost everything around me, just in case I have to make a speedy retreat.
I know I should've got this information from him sooner, but I ask him what his name was. "Ah- sorry if you don't want to share this but what's your name..?" I laugh a little waiting in the awkward silence for him to answer. "Yoongi..." He states sort of quietly. After a short period of silence I reply shyly, "Ah.. my name is y/n. But you can call me y/n/n." I end the sentence with a nervous laugh. He stops and turns his head to look at me, "I know." Yoongi states in a very monotone voice, and stoic expression on his face. "H-how do you know my name already.. I thought this was the first time we officially met..?" I stuttered, taking a step back, getting ready to run back. "If you run I'll follow you, it's not safe to be out here in the middle of the night, you know" He trailed off. He grabbed my wrist, forcing me to continue onward with him. The rest of the walk is completely silent and sort of eerie. I have the feeling that I won't be making it out of this alive... Why today of all days did I have to run into a possible serial killer.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of my feet crunching against a wet gravel road. I guess we made it to his house. We walk up the road and follow the sidewalk up to his front door. "I know it's not much, but It's better than nothing.." Yoongi says as I eye his big ass house in shock. "What do you mean- It's so big." I reply in awe, completely forgetting that I'm most likely in danger. "No.. It's quite small compared to the last one." He states.

The couches inside were all velvety and soft, like a kitten's fur.. It was nice and welcoming, reminding me of how tired I was and how long the walk here took. At this point I didn't care if I was in danger. I mean why would a rich guy want to kill some stranger he met at the club? He'd have nothing to gain from it anyways... but then again serial killers don't gain anything from what they do.. I mentally sigh and awkwardly stand in the doorway.

"Make yourself at home," He said, sounding a tad too excited, weirding me out a bit. "Ah, thanks... Uhm where's the washroom?" I asked him. "Follow me," he ordered, and so I did just that. Yoongi led me down a hallway and turned a couple of corners, revealing a huge bathroom behind a decorative oak door.

I turned away from him and stepped into the doorway, right as I did I heard a loud whoosh from behind me, then something struck me and everything went black.

~~~A/N~~~

Haha I finally finished it, even though it's a great deal shorter than the other chapters. I wanted to leave it off on sort of a cliffhanger ^^

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