The basement. The place you were always afraid to go. You were standing in there, looking at the dirty place. It sure wasn't covered with dust but something wet, a liquid.  It was pitch dark, nothing was visible. You knew that the key was here somewhere or so you thought because before you came here this time, Hoseok always warned you not to come in the basement. Then, a day before, you heard Taehyung and Jin talking about the keys being in the basement. Your toe hit a shelf like structure making you hiss in pain.

"Fuck my life!" You exclaimed. Just then, You heard some footsteps from behind, you hid beside the shelf as the person walked further in yet in the darkness and you quickly dismissed your search and walked out, running into your room and locking it like it was before.

"Where were you?" 

You flinched looking back, shocked to see Yoongi sitting on the chair with his legs crossed.

"I asked something. Where were you?" His eyes didn't hold any emotions, his face was the same. 

"I- I was just roaming around."

"And... Who gave you the permission, Doll?"

"I don't need anyone's permission. I do what I want."

He raised one eyebrow. "Is that so? Don't you have a lot of courage now?"

You looked to the side, speechless. Although he looked calm, you knew how his anger was burning by looking at his hands which were gathered tightly in a fist, his nails digging his palm and eyes piercing every inch of you. He slowly came closer, taking very small steps as you did nothing knowing it would just anger him more. He caressed your jawline with his index finger, on which he was wearing a sharp ring which went unnoticed by you. He was staring at your honey orbs as you were staring at his rather dark ones.

"Why do you like trouble so much?" He glided the ring across your jawline making a sharp cut making you scream because of the sudden impact. You pushed him as your held the bleeding cut with your teary eyes, as he looked at you in satisfaction.

What do you know? You know nothing .