"Baby... " I feel a hand rubbing my shoulder as I slowly wake up and snuggle closer into the sheets, "Baby, wake the fuck up, we need to train." I feel a palm smack my forehead.

"I'll decapitate you and your dick so watch it, buddy." I glare at him with sleepy eyes.

"I love it when you talk dirty to me."

I boop his nose and he sneezes violently while shoving my hand away, "I'm serious." I keep a straight face.

"Okay, and then I'll be dead and you also won't get dick so shut your fuck hole." He mumbles and my eyes widen.

"Frisky, are we now?" I narrow my eyes on him.

I watch as he starts rummaging through his pant's pocket and like the absolute fool that I am, I watch as his fist comes out and out comes his middle finger.

"I'll bite it off, fucker. Now, make me food." I slap my stomach that needs dinner and he smacks me with a pillow, "Hey! I'll fucking kill you!" I grab another and try my hardest to commit murder by whipping the pillow at his dumb misshaped skull.

He grabs it in one swift motion, his expression blank and unbothered while his fist clenches tightly in the side of the pillow he had just stopped mid air. Ripping it away from my hand, I slowly start to back up until my back hits the wall, him slowly creeping towards me, fully armed.

"Run." He says while giving me a head start and I kiss my middle finger his way before bolting out of his bedroom and down the hall.

"TWO CAN PLAY AT THIS GAME, YOU RANCID HALF BOILED EGG!" I holler out to him while he's so close to taking me out with the pillow.

🏃🏻‍♀️      🏃🏻 ooga booga 👹 i'm gonna getcha 👹

I keep running until I pass the weapon room and I follow another long hallway filled with fancy artwork on the walls until I see a large door labeled "Kitchen". Shoving the doors open and breathing heavily because a fucker is out of shape, I spot a large marble kitchen island and run, sliding on the side of my thigh when I'm close enough and spin my body around so that I'm out of view and behind it. I hear the large double doors creak open but no movement once they close. I slowly peak around the side to my right but don't see him so I slowly and quietly crawl to the left side and peak around with wide eyes, looking out for danger.

What if he snatches me up by my ankles? This fucker would drag me like a mop-

I shiver and tuck my feet under me.

I glance around into the other room to the far left of me that has a dining table and whatnot to eat at but still don't see anything.

Mother fucker... where did this leach go?

I slide back over to behind the center of the island and keep an eye out but a slow tapping sound makes me suspicious. I blink a few times until I suddenly tense up, realizing that the sound is coming from behind me. Slowly, I turn and look up only to jump in my spot from the sudden sight and close proximity I have with Yoongi who's laying on his stomach on top of the island, his jaw propped up by his left hand, his elbow propped up on the marble island and he's practically almost hanging off of the edge towards me. His right hand's short nails tap the countertop slowly and I just stare up at him with surprised eyes, my legs bent as I sit on the ground while leaning back on my hands as they hold me up.

"How did you get there so quietly?" I question him, completely shocked and also sort of turned on by the intimidating stare he has on me.

"That's something you'll learn when training, sweetheart." He licks his bottom lip and then shifts, propping himself up on his forearms, his large hands gripping the edge of the countertop, "Y'know, chasing after you was all fun and games at first but then I realized how thrilling it is getting to chase after you... even now, the fact that I was just laying here watching you as you looked for me with a nervous expression but I was right above you the whole entire time... I could've reached out and snatched you up in an instant but, I like to prey on my target for a while first. I love seeing them nervous." He grins darkly and I gulp, feeling that this is no longer a fun game but something more.

"You like when I'm nervous?" I ask honestly and he chuckles.

"Of course I do, you're rarely nervous so when I get you nervous it tells me I must really be doing something right, something to intimidate that little body of yours." He smirks and sticks a finger out, making a 'come here' gesture and I nervously crawl to him on my hands and knees, earning a low groan from him.

My eyes widen at his sudden vocal response and he reaches out, gripping my face and squeezing my cheeks with one hand, his thumb and pointer fingers pressing in.

"How cute, if I didn't know any better I'd have to say you look pretty innocent right now. But that isn't true, is it, Y/n?" He looks down into my eyes, memories of a few hours ago flashing through both of our minds and my face feels warm, "Chasing after you and seeing you cower away when you saw me above you made me excited, you know that?" He lets go of my face and grins with a sadistic look in his eyes, "So, I'll make tonight's training more fun. Hiding and sneaking around silently is very important in my line of work and in your training as well, so, the deal is that we'll play an intense game of hide and seek and if you win, you can do anything you want to me. If I win, same goes for me. Deal? That way I can see just what we need to work on but with an exciting twist." He breathes faster, his excitement coursing through his body and especially his cock sending goosebumps across his pale skin.

I blush in shock at the straightforward deal, shocked at myself as well because I'm Y/n, I never get nervous like this but it keeps happening more and more when it comes to Yoongi. I look around and remember I'll probably get lost but who cares when I have a fifty fifty chance of winning.

"But I can't hear you whatsoever? That's not too fair." I raise a brow at him.

"Okay, then I'll bring my lucky knife and tap it randomly so that you get a cheat cheat for where I am since I would, of course, find you right away if I didn't. That way it'll be a longer game and more exciting." He grins wide, his gums showing, but as cute as he would normally look while smiling, the fact that he's smiling like this over hunting me down with a knife makes my breath hitch in my throat.

"You seem scared, babydoll. What's the matter? Afraid of me now?" He chuckles and I stand up and cross my arms with a scowl.

"Deal. I'll win because, no, you don't scare me. I'm very capable of winning." I feel my blood boil, not liking the fact that he thinks I'll be caught so easily.

"Confident suddenly, hm? Well, okay, let's see just how confident you really are when my knife suddenly presses to your neck while you think that you're hiding from me." He purrs out.

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