Jimin knew this was a chance to escape, but he didn't know how. He already tried going to the bathroom and Taehyung had followed him. He couldn't write anything and he couldn't just run he would get shot. He tapped his foot anxiously against the floor.

"Don't" Tae said into his ear his lips concealed by his hair. He looked at the man who kept eye contact with him very seriously. He knew what gears were shifting within his head and they would only lead to his demise.

Jimin looked down at his barely touched food and teared up staring at it. His anxiety was too high and he began feeling nauseous he was so stressed. He didn't want to be here with so many escapes yet none that work. It made him so terribly sad.

"What's wrong?" Jungkook asked looking at him.

Jimin flinched back and started wiping at his cheeks trying to be quiet as he sniffled a bit and bowed his head so nobody could see him.

"Is he ok?" Yoongi asked quietly and Jimin could feel everyone's eyes boring holes into his skull. "Stressed" Taehyung said quietly and rubbed a hand up and down his back. "This is a lot especially since he's only been with us for a short time"

"Do you need to go somewhere else Jimin?" Namjoon asked receiving a sharp glare from Yoongi who looked at Jimin. "Yes please" he choked out.

Yoongi stood up and looked at the boys "finish enjoying your meal. I'll see you at home. I'll take care of him" he said walking around the table and grasping his arm and pulling him out of his chair.

"Ice cream?" Jungkook asked with a grin.

"Fine but you'll have to kiss me when you get home" he said with a grin as the younger gave him a thumbs up. Jimin began following Yoongi without much thought. His mind was clouded and he felt like he wasn't walking in his own body.

Yoongi loaded him up into a cab he had called and closed the partition. "You know you can talk to me right? I never want you to feel scared of me or feel like you can't tell me something" he said softly as he used his sleeve to clean under Jimin's eyes.

Remaining silent Yoongi continued "I know you can speak. I just want to know why you don't like me or certain boys. I'll try to fix as much as I can I don't want you feeling unsafe"

"But why? If my grandpa does something I'm dead anyways. Why make accommodations for me? Why take me out to dinner with you guys if all I am is a pon to be used and then discarded and forgotten" he asked without much emotion as he stared at the back of the seats in front of him.

"You honestly don't believe that though right? Well at first yes, but that's not the end goal for you. I want you. And I want you to want me. Want us" he said gesturing with his hands as he talked.

"I had so much before I was taken" he said softly "so so much"

"And you'll have so much now. I can buy you whatever the fuck you want right now" he said annoyed.

"I don't mean materialistic things" he said finally raising his voice and staring at the man who ruined his life. "I had a mom who loved me, I felt safe, I had friends, I never felt so horrible that I would rather die than get up, but now I have nothing. I don't feel safe. My mom isn't here. I don't have anything"

"Those things will come with time" he tried to argue.

"And what if I don't make it until that time" he said daringly. Challenging him to an unspoken promise that he will try to escape.

"I don't understand why it is so hard for you to just me good" he said throwing his head back against the seat.

"Because you fucking ruined my life you piece of shit I hate you!" He said kicking Yoongi's legs and hitting him in the arms and chest wherever he could hit while the elder man eventually had to completely lay on him before he couldn't strike him or hurt himself. These overflowing emotions within his head and slowly loosing sanity wasn't good. He recognized that, but he couldn't control him it. He started bawling as he laid his head back into the seat becoming weak. He felt something prick his arm. "Calm down baby this will help" Yoongi said as his world went wobbly and dark.