Seungmin felt a mixture of confusion and terror at Jay's words. What did they mean by that? Were they going to let him spend time with them like he had dreamed of for so long? Or was there something more sinister behind their intentions?

As Seungmin tried to push himself up into a sitting position, the hand covering his mouth was removed, and he felt a pair of strong arms gripping his shoulders, holding him firmly in place. He looked up to see Heeseung standing over him, a stoic expression on his face.

"Don't try to move," Heeseung said, his voice cold and commanding. "You're here with us now, and you're not going anywhere until we say so."

Seungmin's heart pounded in his chest as he realized the gravity of the situation. He was being held captive by the very idols he had idolized for so long, and they clearly had something planned for him. He tried to speak, to ask what they were going to do, but the words died in his throat.

The other members of Enhypen gathered around, their expressions still obscured by the darkness but their intentions clear. Seungmin tried to calm himself, but his fear was overwhelming. He had fantasized for so long about spending time with the members, but now that it was happening, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was very wrong.

He tried to rationalize it, to push down his fear and trust that they must have a good reason for kidnapping him. They were the idols he had loved and admired for so long, there must be a reasonable explanation for this. But the hard grips on his arms and shoulders, the cold looks in their eyes, told him this wasn't a friendly visit.

Jay leaned down, his face just inches away from Seungmin's. "You wanted to spend time with us," he said, his voice holding a note of dark humor. "And now you will. But things might not be quite like you imagined."

Seungmin felt a chill run down his spine as Jay's words sank in. This was not the friendly, fun time he had imagined. The members were still holding him firmly in place, their grips growing tighter with each passing moment.

The room was silent, the only sound the sound of Seungmin's panicked breathing and the thundering of his heart. He tried to look around, to see if there was any way out of this situation, but he was surrounded on all sides by the group of idols, their expressions and intentions still unclear in the dim light.

Suddenly, one of the members, Jungwon, stepped forward. He looked down at Seungmin with a serious expression, his eyes dark. "You've been trying to get close to us for a long time," he said, his voice low and intense. "But we've seen how far you've been willing to go. You've been obsessed, stalking us, spending all your money just to catch a glimpse of us."

The word "stalking" hit Seungmin like a punch to the gut. He hadn't thought of his actions like that, but hearing it said aloud made it suddenly clear just how far his obsession had taken him. He tried to protest, to defend himself, but the words died on his lips.

"We've been watching you, studying you," he continued. "And we've decided that we need to take some... drastic measures to deal with your unhealthy fixation." He leaned closer, his face inches from Seungmin's, his eyes burning into him. "We need to teach you a lesson, and what better way than to give you exactly what you want?"

As Jungwon's words echoed in the room, Seungmin felt a mixture of horror and anticipation. The members he had idolized so fiercely were now talking about teaching him a lesson, about giving him what he wanted but in a twisted, unexpected way.

He tried to keep his composure, to maintain a shred of dignity despite being held captive and at their mercy. "What... What do you mean?" he asked, his voice shaky but defiant.

Jay chuckled from behind him, his grip on Seungmin's shoulder tightening. "You wanted to spend time with us," he repeated. "And spend time you will. But it won't be the fun, exciting time you imagined. It'll be on our terms, and it'll be a lesson you'll never forget."

The room fell silent again as the members looked at each other, communicating silently with their expressions. Seungmin felt a pit form in his stomach as he wondered what they had planned for him, and whether he would have any control over what was about to happen.

Finally, Heeseung spoke up again, his voice cold and commanding. "You're ours now," he said, looking down at Seungmin with a dark expression. "You'll do as we say, when we say it. And if you don't, there will be consequences. Do you understand?"

Seungmin found it hard to speak, his throat tight with fear and adrenaline. But he managed to croak out a response. "Y-yes," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

The members nodded, a satisfied murmur rippling through them. They seemed pleased with his answer, but Seungmin didn't feel reassured. He was now completely at their mercy, a possession to be used for whatever lesson they had planned.

One of the members, Jake, stepped forward and crouched beside Seungmin. He looked down at him with a mix of curiosity and disdain, examining him like a specimen under a microscope. "This is going to be interesting," he said, more to himself than to Seungmin.

Jake's words sent a chill down Seungmin's spine, making him realize the gravity of the situation he was in. He had idolized the members of Enhypen for so long, but now he was about to experience them in a completely different way, and he had no say in the matter.

The members circled him, their eyes fixed on him, drinking in his fear and helplessness. They discussed amongst themselves, their voices low and too quiet for him to make out what they were saying. Seungmin listened to the murmured conversation, his heart pounding in his chest, wondering what they were planning for him.

The touch of Jake's lips on his cheek sent a jolt through Seungmin's body. It was unexpected, intimate, and more than a little confusing. He looked up at Jake in surprise, his fear momentarily overshadowed by confusion.