"I-- I'm not gay." Was that worth pointing out? Tae couldn't consent either, he was fucking nuts. And which doctor? Oh God. Jin hyung, was he okay? He didn't even think about him. Swallowing hard in fear, he didn't even want to think about how this psycho would break him. "I don't want to date anyone, I'm -- I'm just trying to make money. Please."
He gulped and looked down, his feet stumbling as he worried about Yoongi and Jin, about himself and everything else here. "Please, stop this. The police will come, people will notice something is wrong and ... and then what? You have to think it over."
"So? Who cares? Anyway, Tae's gorgeous, he'd be gorgeous as a girl too." Probably. Bit of a deep voice, but he had a pretty perfect face, so maybe it would work as long as he shut up too. "This isn't about what you want. This is about you making Tae happy. Simple lesson, but if I have to break you into little pieces to make you remember, I will."
Hobi whipped the side of his head with the gun - only lightly, but still. "Don't talk like that. That'd upset Tae."
"Okay. I will. I'm good." He just had to humour Tae until Yoongi could help him. He could do that, he'd done it before. He always humoured Tae. He trembled a little with every step, unsure what was going to happen to him but Hobi was scaring the shit out of him and he just wanted to stop. He marched on like a good boy, looking upward and listening out for a gun shot.
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He gulped and looked down, his feet stumbling as he worried about Yoongi and Jin, about himself and everything else here. "Please, stop this. The police will come, people will notice something is wrong and ... and then what? You have to think it over."
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Hobi whipped the side of his head with the gun - only lightly, but still. "Don't talk like that. That'd upset Tae."
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He needed Yoongi to be okay.