Chapter 48: Jungkook's birthday

                   The day has finally come, the party. Jungkook's coming age birthday party.

At first, it didn't bother you to know that there's going to be a party since you had hoped that only you and the boys will be there.

But it seems like the whole town had been invited, you look at the ballroom, peeking through the doors the entire place was pack. People dancing around, guest swarming in as people were being served with food and champagne.

Now you wonder, where were all these people when you had been in the house, it was deserted. Food was always prepared when you had arrived in the morning, and you were told to leave it behind after we're done.

So seeing people, a lot of people, you were drawn into the crowd with a word attach in your mind.

Freedom

You felt as if you went into the crowd, you will disappear, and finally wake up of this horrible dream. But the real question is, will they notice if you had disappeared if something terrible happened.

"I hope you're not making another scene," you hear the voice you dread to hear, "I'm not planning on wasting money on the press."

You roll your eyes at the man before you, he was wearing a tailor-fitted Alexander McQueen suit with a red bow tie matching with your blood-red dress. You were going to be escorted as Namjoon's 'date' tonight for the welcoming party of Jungkook's birthday.

The night before you were reluctant to go out and present yourself, you were already forced to dance, and you thought they shouldn't push out their luck.

They had even made Jungkook come to your bedroom, pleading to go, but again you denied.

That is until Hoseok came to your door, telling you that your escort is Namjoon, that made you nod your head, putting out a smile. Something about Namjoon made your body went rigged, you didn't know what, but maybe his possession of a revolver could make you do anything.

Now it makes you angry knowing that they had kept you in the dark of Namjoon's possession, they didn't even bother telling you he could have killed you with your mouth. Now thinking about it, how many times did he want to blow your head off with the revolver he had?

But now the man in front of you was looking at you, and you could do is smile prettily for him, you didn't want bloodshed right now, not your blood at least.

"Ah... I was just looking, never thought there's going to be a crowd, I'm nervous." You said.

He chuckles, "You out of all? Be afraid? That seems out of character."

You put out a tight smile, "a first for everything."

The doors suddenly creak open a bit before someone comes in and bows down at Namjoon. Namjoon acknowledges him, asking him to speak.

"Sir, the guests are ready."

"Perfect, announce our arrival, we'll be down."

You were getting more nervous than ever, you had never thought you will be in a dress, at a party.

You were in deep thoughts before Namjoon clear his throat, you look at him, he held out his arms for you and you stare at him, he sighs and holds your arms to his.

"I don't know why you want me to accompany you, you could have asked someone," you asked him.

"You would thank me if you knew who had asked for you," he said

Your body went rigged.

"Relax, if I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be here right, trust me." He told you, "I don't have any weapon right now, relax, people will start to stare and question."

You looked at him and glared, "You're asking me to calm down and relax? Namjoon, you held a gunpoint to Yoongi, who you had chained to the dungeon you have."

You harshly said that expecting another retort back he could only laugh, Namjoon walked forward before he had stopped and looked at you.

Namjoon held something in his hand, and he walks to you.

You close your eyes at the impact before you realise what he was doing, he gently ties the mask and held your arms again.

"I don't have a dungeon, it's just a room, and it's not a standard room where it's fitted for a criminal, it's a standard room we use to sleep. I just added chains so whoever is being punished wouldn't escape." Yeah, like that's going to make you feel better.

The doors started to open, and murmurs began to quiet down as you both walk down to the centre of the place.

I walk down beside him holding his arms, the atmosphere was different, the eyes of the watchers were stabbing through your soul, they were watching you, and your body went cold.

That gutted feeling inside your stomach, it was telling you something is wrong, but you had ignored it this time.

You tilt your head a little to Namjoon, "You could have been more civilised, you shot him and throw him in the room. Is that human?"

He didn't answer. Instead, he had thrown you over with some facts.

"Taehyung was supposed to walk you down." He had said, and your heartfelt bitter. Taehyung, his name was getting numb, it was bearable to hear his name without breaking down, it took you a while. Dancing had made you numb, focusing on the dance rather than his death, it made you built your coping mechanism.

"He was excited to walk you down, if only –"

"Don't. Don't say his name in front of me, you killed him, "you accuse him, "How could you say his name with ease when you had killed him." As you both walk closer to the middle, Namjoon leans down to you.

"I could say his name with ease because I didn't kill him, you should open your eyes on the bigger scene." He smiles, you both stand before he smiles to the crowd.

"Good evening, Welcome to this party, I am enlighted to know you all had to give your precious time," he started. "I do know our star tonight will be happy to know you all are here for him," The crowd was looking at us and Namjoon smile, "Without further ado, let the party begin!"

A/N: Heyo! how's your day been? I hope you're all doing fine! I updated a bit earlier, so I do hope you enjoy this little filler.