Unexpected Consequence 2
A/N: Hey guys! Here is the second chapter of my Got7!Gang au. We are pretty proud of this chapter. We really hope you guys like it!
Disclaimer: This story is not in any way shape or form true. This is purely fiction. All the boys from Got7 are very sweet and charming guys that wouldn’t hurt a fly. I love them all so much. So please, check them out! They are amazing people.
Trigger Warning: There will be swearing, kidnapping, holding hostage, torture and mentions of killing and drugs. So if you are uncomfortable with any of this, please don’t read!
You groan as you start to regain consciousness. You try to move your arms, but as soon as you try, they wouldn’t budge. ‘What the?’ Your eyes instantly widen. Unfortunately, it’s too dark to see anything. You try moving your feet this time but they also don’t budge. ‘I can’t move, I can’t see… this isn’t good’.
Suddenly you hear a noise within the blackness. “HELLO? W-WHO’S THERE!?” You yell into what seems like never-ending darkness. You didn’t mean to sound as panicked as you felt. The room starts to illuminate with a harsh, flickering light and you hear a couple faint chuckles.
You squint your eyes trying to adjust to the sudden brightness. You see a group of 7 very handsome boys; all around your age, leaning against the wall. None of them approached you instead they just kept staring. ‘Is this just another one of my weird dreams? No…This feels too real. My heart is ready to jump out my chest!’.
“What the hell is going on? Who the hell are you? And why am I tied to this chair?” You blurt out with your voice laced with anger. As you focus more on the group of boys in front of you, you notice something familiar. “Hey! You two were at the bakery this morning! What is the meaning of this?!” ‘Well, so much for my dream theory’.
One of the brunette’s steps forward and playfully nudges the blonde boy you saw earlier at work. “Yo, Mark, you never said she was THIS annoying,” he said all the while staring you down. ‘Yeesh…What’s with this guy? Did he really just give me a look of disgust?’
The blonde, Mark, proceeds to roll his eyes right back at the other. “Well, why didn’t you just gag her then, Yugyeom? Since you like to complain,“ Mark gave him a swift shove.
The two boys immediately start to bicker back and forth while ignoring your presence. You start to tense up and grind your teeth. You have little patience to begin with, which means you get angry just as fast. Just then the other brunette steps forward, catching the attention of the group.
“Guys, shut up. We need her to talk, remember?” He says sternly under his breath.
Yugyeom nods. “Right, JB. I forgot because of her annoying-ass voice.”
You were about to retort when something in your head clicked. Your eyes widen. “W-wait. Mark, Yugyeom, and JB? I know who you are. Y-You guys are the notorious gang, Got7!” You almost whisper the last word in fear.
JB smirks at you and comes closer. ‘What’s he about to do? Oh, hell no.’ He brings up your face to level with his by tucking his pointer finger under and thumb firmly pressed against your chin. “So, it seems our reputation precedes us. Well, good. So introductions won’t really be necessary at this moment.” You shake your head free.
Your fear turned straight back into anger. With your eyes locked with his, you said, “well, are you going to tell me what the hell you want from me? Why am I here?”
JB’s smirk grows wider. “Well, long story short, your father seems to owe us something quite important, my dear”. He says while circling you like a vulture with its prey.
Your eyebrows bunch in confusion. “M-my father?” With your dad’s recent past with drugs and run-in’s, you shouldn’t be so surprised. ‘But, he’s clean and broke all ties to that…so I thought…”
Then, Mark steps forward and crouches down right in front of you. His beautiful face abruptly molded into an expression so chilling that you couldn’t tell if you were scared or…turned on? ‘God what am I thinking at a time like this’. “Yes, Y/N, your father owes me a lot of money. You’re probably are aware of his bad…habits.” It really, really doesn’t help that he’s quite attractive.
You nod your head slowly, still not understanding. “Okay? And what the hell does that have to do with me?”
Sighing in frustration, the purpled-haired boy you saw at work earlier speaks up. “Damn, you’re quite dense. Well, we couldn’t seem to find your dear old dad. So, we took you as compensation.” His face twists into a creepy smile. You felt your skin crawl with every inch covered in goose bumps and hairs on end. “You’re going to tell us where he is or else this could end VERY badly for you.” He laughs maniacally.
‘That voice…’ You suddenly were able to put the pieces together. “Hey! You were the one that grabbed me and knocked me out!” You scowl at him.
His smirk turned into an unsettling grin baring all his teeth and as he starts to bow, his arms were outstretched to either side. “And I enjoyed every second of it. Bambam, at your service.”
You growl at him, which you instantly regret because it caused him to wink at you. You roll your eyes. “Well, it just so happens that I have no clue where my father is. And even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you fuckers.”
Suddenly it went dead quiet. Too quiet. The tension in the room became very thick. JB tilts his head and raises an eyebrow at you, while Mark’s face is unreadable.
Nonetheless, another blonde that hasn’t talked yet lets out a chuckle, slapping a hand on the back of a black-haired boy. “Well, Jinyoung. Looks like you’ll actually come in handy this time. This one’s feisty.”
Jinyoung stands there with his arms crossed, looking down at you with pure disgust on his face. “Shove it, Jackson.” This retort made Jackson laugh.
Bambam’s smile somehow continues to widen, which you didn’t think was possible. “Oh, I like her. Can I keep her? I’ve always wanted a pet. Right, Gyeom?” He says this giddily while licking his lips. Feeling completely sickened by his comment you shudder in your bound chair. The last thing you wanted was to be was anyone’s pet.
Yugyeom nodded and sneered; you could see the wheels turning in his head. All the boys stared squabbling again. You look off to the side and notice the only other one that hasn’t said anything was another black-haired boy. He was quiet the entire time.
JB clears his throat, ignoring the other member’s comments. “I’m going to pretend like I didn’t hear you say that. Maybe a few hours alone will change your mind.”
JB nods to the rest of the gang and they follow him out. Jinyoung takes one look back at you, conspicuously. You match his glare, which makes him roll his eyes and turn off the lights. The door closes and you are once again consumed by the room’s darkness.