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"Bitch," Nanami gasps, slapping your thigh. "I knew your head game was strong but what the actual fuck?"

"I can't believe you actually watched that," you groan, curling into a ball on her couch. "That means my bias saw my boobs."

"Of course I fucking watched it, I've been asking to see it for over a year now," Nanami snorts, taking a sip from her wine glass. "Also, Jimin hasn't been your bias for a while. And be proud. He and Yoongi were beyond impressed with your performance."

"How did Namjoon react?" you ask nervously, keeping your face buried in your hands.

"Honestly, he was proud," Nanami laughs. "He knew you'd be able to suck Jin off like a pro and even boasted about it."

"Really?" you turn to her with your brows raised. "He wasn't upset?"

"Nope," she shrugs. "He had been preparing himself for Jin to be buried inside you so only having to watch you blow him was nothing. Though he did comment that he hopes Jin enjoyed it because that's the last time you'll be blowing anyone besides him."

"God," you groan back into your hands. "I love him so much."

"Gross."

"Have you and Jimin still not made up?"

"No we haven't," she scowls.

"You seem more bitter than sad now," you chuckle, sipping your wine.

"I tried apologizing and he ignored me," Nanami glares down at her glass.

"How did he even find out about Chul?" you ask. "You said it was back when you had your period and it only lasted two or three days."

"He randomly texted me, asking if I wanted to meet up while I was showering."

"Was Jimin going through your phone?" you ask with brows raised.

"No, but we had an open phone policy."

"How so?"

"Like if a text pops up on either of our phones it's okay for the other person to look at it," she sighs. "Because neither of us have anything to hide."

"Except you did," you shrug.

"I wasn't hiding it," Nanami scowls at you. "I just hadn't brought it up yet."

"Would you have met up with Chul?"

"Absolutely not," Nanami glares, her eyes boring into yours. "I would've told Jimin immediately about Chul asking to meet up."

"How would you feel if Jimin was texting his ex-girlfriend behind your back?"

Nanami's breath hitches as your eyes glare back furiously.

"I'm telling you right now, I'd dump Namjoon on the spot if he texted an ex for three days without telling me."

She bites into her lip and stares back down at her glass.

"Jimin didn't dump you he just yelled at you," you say casually and look out the window. "He's either blindly in love with you or he trusts deep down that you'd never intentionally do anything to hurt him."

Nanami's teary eyes meet yours again.

"In my opinion I think it's both," you smirk.

"I fucking hate it when you hold me accountable, you know that?" she says angrily with tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

"Yeah, whatever," you snort, chugging the rest of your wine.

"I'm still mad at him for calling me disgusting and ignoring me though."

"That's fair," you smile. "He needs to apologize too."

"I don't want to talk about this anymore," Nanami huffs, standing up off the couch. "Let's get drunk in the hot tub."

"I like the sound of that," you grin, following her behind with Mr. Bubbles in your arms. "I'm going to grab more wine, do you need anything?"

You rummage around in their wine bar hoping to see another bottle left of your favorite.

"Nanami do you need anything?" you ask again, licking your lips as you find one last bottle. Standing up and turning around you head towards the back. "Nanami answer my goddamn que-"

Your heart jumps up to your throat as you see tears running down Nanami's face and her hands up in the air, a pistol pressed against the skin of her forehead. At the end of the gun is a large man in a ski mask, and you squeeze Mr. Bubbles, making sure to get this on camera.

"Put everything down and follow me," his low voice growls as he looks into your eyes. "And don't make a sound or your friend eats this bullet."

You nod silently, slowly setting down the wine and Mr. Bubbles on the counter to put your trembling hands up. Two more men follow in behind to place breathable bags over your heads and usher you through the back, zip tying your hands behind your backs.

You're thrown into the back of a van and you can hear Nanami sobbing as quietly as she can. "It's okay Nans," you whisper. Searching for her body you scoot over until you brush against her leg, letting her rest her head against your shoulder.

You try your best to control your shaking, pushing back the memories from that night. You hate that Nanami's having to experience something like this but having her next to you is the only thing forcing back your panic attack. All you can do now is pray there was someone in Namjoon's apartment that saw your abduction.

You're not sure how long you ride in the van for but it finally comes to a stop and you're blinded by the garage lights, pushed into an elevator and thrown onto an orchestra stage. Nanami's stopped crying and just looks pissed off, trying to start fights with the three men dressed in all black. There's a doctor present and her comments have actually made him snort a few times.

"Nanami, I know you've never been abducted before but making your kidnappers angry isn't really the best move," you sigh, sitting up on your knees.

"These fuckers are just so damn ugly I can't stand them," Nanami spits. "Are they not embarrassed to kidnap two helpless girls? Fucking pussies."

You shift uncomfortably as the one with long hair begins to glare at her with his jaw clenched.

"Nans," you grit.

"Shut up, [Y/N]," she says angrily. "It's their problem if they can't handle a little smack talk."

You groan as the doc huffs out another laugh.

Nanami flinches as one of the other men moves forward, placing a phone on the ground between you two.

"Oh my god," a shrilling voice booms through the speakers. "You two are fucking hideous from this angle."

Both of your faces turn white as you see Hae-Ran's wretched smile on the screen.

"[Y/N] you're looking plain as ever," she grins. "I'm still confused as to why Namjoon would ever fall for someone so fucking boring."

"It really shows how fucking subpar you are if you couldn't keep him even with good looks," you snort, trying to hide your sheer terror. Nanami busts out laughing as Hae-Ran jaw slacks.

"Not only are you ugly, you're stupid," Hae-Ran hisses. "You're lucky I didn't kill you immediately. I suggest you watch your mouth."

"You can't, you know Namjoon would never forgive you," you hiss right back.

"Oh don't worry I'll keep you alive," she smiles menacingly. "But just barely."

That one sends a shiver down both yours and Nanami's spines, because Hae-Ran is dead serious. Her plan failed last time so she's going to make sure it works this time.

"I have both of your precious boyfriends in the back of my van right now," she says cheerily, making the two of you tense in panic. "Actually [Y/N] you're such a whore I have both of your boyfriends back here."

"I'll skin you alive you fucking cunt," Nanami says to her, pure venom dripping from her words. "If there's a single scratch on Jimin I'll come for you from my fucking grave after you kill me."

"Easy there, little one," Hae-Ran laughs. "All of you will be fine except for your friend there. I'm going to torture her and make all of you watch."

"Let me see you fucking try you ugly bitch," Nanami seethes, tears falling down her face. "Not only will Namjoon never love you, no one on this damn planet will ever love you."

You should be fucking terrified but you actually have to bite into your lip to stop your laughter.

God, I love this woman.

"Max," Hae-Ran shouts through the speakers. It only takes three steps for the long haired man to reach Nanami, striking her with the end of his gun.

"Nans!" you scream, watching her body fall limp next to you. "No! Open your eyes!" Tears are flowing down your face and dripping onto the hardwood underneath you.

"Nail them to the ground," she barks out next.

"Nans!" you scream again as the one who set the phone down yanks you away from her, making you cry out when the zip ties pinch your skin. You try to rip yourself from the ground but all it does is make your wrists bleed, the sobs beginning to escape your chest as you watch Max nail Nanami's zip ties to the floor too.

"Have you realized it's probably a good idea to shut the fuck up now?" Hae-Ran laughs as the phone is scooted closer to you. "Max, close the curtains, we'll be there soon."

You watch helplessly as the doctor walks over to check on Nanami, turning her head to shine his pen light into each of her eyes, then gently examining her head wound.

"She's fine," he turns to smile at you. If the situation were different you'd think this man was an angel, his round face and kind eyes behind his rimless glasses reminding you of Mr. Song. "It's just going to be a nasty bump."

"Oh okay," you exhale shakily, looking back down at Nanami. "Thank you."

"No problem," he smiles again, walking back to his spot against the wall.

"She's cute," Max smirks, licking his lips and staring at Nanami's ass while she's passed out on the floor. "I like them feisty."

"Go fuck yourself you sick bastard," you grit through your teeth.

"The fuck did you say to me, you little bitch?" he glares, tonguing his cheek as he steps closer to you. Your body visibly shakes as he crouches over you, images of Scarface flooding your mind. "If it were up to me the both of you would've been fucked a hundred times by now."

"We wouldn't even feel it with that micro dick of yours," you say confidently even though you're scared shitless. That comment earns you a hard whack across the face from the blunt end of his gun.

"Fuck," you groan, seeing stars for a little bit, blood beginning to ooze from your left cheek. You're surprised you're not paralyzed with fear or having a panic attack from all this. You're not sure if it's because you know Namjoon is on his way or if it's because you have Nanami by your side, but you're grateful regardless.

"Max, chill out," the other one says, grabbing the phone from the floor. "The boss is going to be pissed if you whack them around too much without her permission."

"Whatever," he grunts, moving to go stand by the doctor again.

You sit there quietly for another ten or fifteen minutes, tears still falling down your face here and there as you look at Nanami's limp body. Your breath hitches when you when the curtains begin to open and a blood curdling scream releases from someone in the theater.

Relief floods your body as your eyes lock with Namjoon's.

"Joon."

"Nari," Nanami growls. "You fucking snake."

Nari doesn't react. She remains silent, looking at the ground as she walks closer to the stage, keeping her eyes down all the way up the stairs to stand next to Hae-Ran. Wrapping her arm around Nari and keeping the gun towards you, Hae-Ran squeezes her with a big grin on her face.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Nanami seethes. "It's you again? You fucking bitch."

She keeps her eyes down to the floor as Hae-Ran bursts out in laughter. "You fucking fools even let her in on your meetings. I was able to know every detail because of that lovestruck idiot Yoongi."

All blood drains from your faces.

"Yoongi-hyung," Jimin breathes out. "No wonder he didn't text us when [Y/N] and Nana were taken."

"What did you do to him?" Jin growls, no longer calm and collected. "Where is he?!"

The sheer anger and hatred in his voice makes Nari flinch, but it only makes Hae-Ran laugh harder.

"Don't worry, Nari couldn't bring herself to hurt him," she chuckles, letting go of Nari's shoulder. "Let's just say he had a little too much to drink and is taking a really long nap."

"Nari..." you choke out, trying to sit up straighter. "I know you're in love with Yoongi... why would you do this?"

She bites into her lip and stays staring at the floor.

"You even have the fucking audacity to keep that bracelet on," Jimin chuckles but there is no humor in his voice, only fury. "Do you know how long he spent trying to pick out each one of those?

Nari grips the charm bracelet Yoongi gave her when they decided to get back together as her hands begin to tremble. "I know," she whispers.

"Then why the fuck would you betray us like this?" Namjoon asks angrily. "Have you been on Hae-Ran's side this entire time? Did you break me and [Y/N] up on purpose?"

"Joonie, your brains really are so sexy," Hae-Ran giggles. "Nari and her family are in a little bit of debt. And by a little I mean a lot."

"Have you been threatening her to do your bidding?" you gape.

"It's not a threat," she shrugs. "I'm not forcing her. My family just pays off her debts as she continues to act like my little puppet. It's basically a form of employment, she can leave at any time."

"Nari, Yoongi has just as much money as Hae-Ran does," Jin says in confusion. "Why would you not turn to him?"

"Ah, I forgot to mention that if my father goes under for embezzlement so does hers," Hae-Ran grins, wrapping her arm back around Nari. "Aren't we just the cutest pair of best friends?"

"This is so fucked up," Jimin scoffs.

"Anyways," Hae-Ran says coldly as her eyes shift from playful to hostile. "Nari, go stand by the doc. I know you won't have the guts to hurt any of them."

Your breath hitches as Hae-Ran begins to walk closer to you, the barrel of the gun still aimed at your head. .

"Hae-Ran I swear to god," Namjoon growls. "Do not touch her."

"Oh shut up," she rolls her eyes, lowering her gun. "I told you I wouldn't kill her."

Your shoulders relax slightly until you feel a blunt force against the side of your head, blurring your vision as you cry out in pain. You pant as your sight starts to return and see Namjoon's face twisted in horror, a few specks of blood splattered on his cheek. You shut your left eye, feeling blood pooling into it already.

"You fucking bitch!" Nanami screams. "How the fuck is this going to make Namjoon love you again?!"

"I'm going to scar [Y/N] physically and scar Joonie mentally," she says innocently, turning to Namjoon. "I'm going to break you down until the only thing left in your heart is pain. And then I'll be the one to heal you."

"H-Hae-Ran please," Namjoon begs as he watches blood ooze from your head down onto the floor. "I'll do whatever you want. Don't hurt her anymore please."

"Anything?" she asks excitedly.

"Anything," he nods.

"Then I want you to make love to me."

"Fuck no," you say breathlessly, trying to sit up straight. "Just hit me again."

"No," Namjoon trembles. "Don't hurt her."

"Hit me you incorrigible cunt," you smirk. "How fucking pathetic can you be? Forcing yourself onto him when he doesn't want it. That's not a win, that's an embarrassment."

What Namjoon doesn't understand is that you'd rather have ten broken bones than watch him have sex with Hae-Ran. That would scar you way more than any physical pain.

"Shut up!" she shrieks, this time kicking you with all her strength into your ribs.

"Stop!" Jin pleads, tears pouring down his face as you're doubled over in pain, almost coughing up a lung. "Hae-Ran, think about this. Please."

"Oh trust me," she snorts. "This is all I've been thinking about the last four months. This stupid bitch ruined my life and now I'm going to ruin hers."

"Hae-Ran I'll make love to you," Namjoon begs, blood oozing from his wrists. "Please, I'll do whatever you want."

"No," she spits. "Your ugly ass girlfriend is right, I can't sleep with you until you're begging for it."

Oh thank god she's not that bright, you chuckle to yourself.

"[Y/N]," she says, turning her attention back to you. "Do you like my dress?"

You look her up and down with one eye, still coughing a little. "Um... I guess?"

"Joonie bought it for me and then fucked me in his bedroom all night long," she smirks, arrogantly placing her hands on her hips.

"And?" you snort, completely unfazed and making her jaw slack. At least on the outside you are. The mental imagine of Namjoon having sex with this monster makes your stomach turn. "I'm fully aware the two of you had plenty of intercourse during your relationship. That's the one thing I'm grateful for about you."

"What the fuck?" she scoffs. "Why would you be grateful for that?"

"Because now he fucks me so good I see stars, I'm sure he learned a lot from y-"

This time you've earned a slap across your cheek from her bare hand, the skin on your face burning from the impact. "Oh fuck, that was a good one," you groan.

"[Y/N] please stop," Namjoon sobs. "Don't say anything else. Please."

You know this is devastating for Namjoon to watch. For Nanami too, maybe now Jin and Jimin as well. But you'll take every beating if it means Namjoon remains unharmed.

Hae-Ran yanks your chin up to look at your face, inspecting the gash across your cheek from Max earlier. The look in her eyes turns frigid as she begins to eye your body up and down.

"Joonie," Hae-Ran says softly, still keeping her eyes locked on you. "I think I need to take back what I said earlier."

"No," Namjoon panics, using all of his strength against the plastic around his wrists. "No please Hae-Ran. Anything but that."

"I'm sorry Joonie," she sighs. "But apparently that's the only way I can put this wretched bitch in her place. And it's a sure fire way to break you."

"What did you say earlier?" Nanami asks nervously.

"That I was sorry for almost getting [Y/N] raped."

Fear and panic creep up into your chest as you make eye contact with Max, his tongue gliding across his bottom lip. A shiver moves down your spine as he walks towards you and stands next to Hae-Ran, the disgusting lust behind his eyes making your stomach churn.

"No," Jin says shakily. "Hae-Ran you said you've reflected on this."

Nanami isn't able to form words anymore, the sobs escaping her chest making it almost impossible to breathe.

"Hae-Ran I'll kill you," Namjoon says with his voice trembling, his eyes wide as they watch the color disappear from your face. "You're right this will break me but it will break me beyond repair. I will spend the rest of my life ensuring you have a slow and painful death."

She eyes Namjoon up and down for a moment. "Fine, I'll give you another option then."

Namjoon stays silent as he waits for her to continue.

"You can either watch my friend Max here have sex with [Y/N]-"

"I want whatever the other option is," Namjoon frantically cuts her off. A hideous smile stretches across her face as she looks straight into his eyes.

"Or you can watch Jin do it."

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Chappy 79