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hyunmintae · 6 years ago

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Puppet Min

A/N: Heaven or Hell is giving me literal hell. Having a bit of writers block with it I not being able to figure out how to play out the next scene I’m writing!

So in honor of that amazing video of Jiminie that I reblogged, here is a little au/drabble.

Park Jimin!Puppet x Reader

Sum: Jimin has lived most of his life bounded by ropes and chains, going through torture and pain over and over again. The victim of a cruel being with the knack for making voodoo dolls. Jimin never knew the reason for why a voodoo doll was made for him, one day however his fate changes when Y/N finds his doll and himself.

Pain and torment were all that Jimin knew, alongside sadness and being alone, of course. After becoming the torture toy for Nia, or so she called herself, he hadn’t really known much else. One day he was happy and healthy and living the life he had always wanted, simple, calm, sweet, but then one day he remembered waking up in what was now his prison. He didn't have a bed, rarely got food or water. Jimin hung from the ceiling by ropes, tied tightly onto his wrists and ankles, yet they never cut off his circulation. It must be a trick of the voodoo doll.

Oh, right I forgot to mention, Jimin was yet another victim of Nia’ voodoo doll making, why, he never could figure out. Perhaps it was because she was angry and wanted someone to take it out on and Jimin happened to catch her attention, or maybe she just simply liked the idea of torture and thought Jimin fit her image. “Oh, Jiminie! I have a lovely surprise for you!” Nia called out as she came bounding into the room, smiling devilishly as she gazed at his bloody and bruised body.

Jimin only wore a pair of ripped up sweat pants and even more ripped and torn t-shit that barely covered him at all, all his wounds from the torture on full display for anyone to see, however, it was always just Nia to see. Jimin whined softly as she watched her untie the voodoo doll from its ropes and hold it close to her chest, causing Jimin to fall to the floor and then stand up before his body was ready. This causing him to groan in excruciating pain, he tried his hardest not to sob for that would only make what was to come worse.

“Aww, is my Jiminie hungry? Thirsty? You look so parched Cherub!” Nia spoke sadistically, an evil grin on her lips.

Nia stood in front of Jimin, letting him have a few sips of the water from the cup in her hand and a few bites of the bread she had brought o award him for being such a good doll for her lately, given he had no other choice, being tied up and all. “Ready for the surprise?!” Nia screeched, walking away from him with the voodoo doll, causing Jimin to stagger behind her.

Nia smiled as she heard the small whimper leave his lips as she led him upstairs, before she chunked the doll onto the couch, which in turn threw Jimin with it, Jimin slumped into the couch welcoming the slight comfort it gave him before she picked up the voodoo doll only to throw it to the floor.

“My bad, toys don’t go on the couch, do they Jimin?” Nia teased, standing in front of his crumpled body.

Jimin shook his head the best he could, “No ma’am.”

Nia smiled that wicked smile again at his words as she walked into the kitchen that was joined to the living room, “I have a friend coming over today! Her name is Y/N! So I’m going to need you to be extra quiet today, okay? I’m going to put you in the guest room until she leaves. We need the basement for the little get together we’re having!” she explained as she finished making her drink and walked over to him.

She bent over and grabbed the doll, dragging it and Jimin along before tossing them into the guest bedroom. After she was gone, Jimin slowly climbed up and onto the bed, to try and relax the longest he could before she would come back to torture him again.

~A few hours later

“Nia! Where’s the bathroom?” Y/N asked as she stood up, and turned toward her friend.

“Upstairs, go down the hall and it’s on the left,” Nia called, turning to smile as she gestured toward the room.

Y/N smiled and nodded as she went upstairs, walking through the house she entered the hallway. She found the bathroom pretty easily, once she was finished she began walking back but stopped when she heard a groan and a small whimper from the room in front of the bathroom.

Y/N looked toward the door, tilting her head to the side a little. She looked around to see if anyone else was around before she slowly opened the door, her eyes widened at the sight before her. Jimin lay sprawled out on the bed, covered in blood and bruises, a doll in his hand as she clenched his teeth from the pain he was feeling.

Jimin hadn't realized who exactly entered the room before she shot off the bed so quickly and held up the doll, “Please don’t hurt me. The bed was just so comfy I got carried away and stayed on it too long, I’m sorry Ms. Nia!” He pleaded, his head lowered and his body shaking.

“N-Nia?” Y/N whispered she was so shocked at the man before her and the fact that he had just begged her not to hurt him thinking she was Nia. Jimin looked up quickly and his eyes widened wider than he thought they could, he dropped the doll and scooted away from Y/N quickly.

“Get out, you can’t be in here. Please hurry, go before she comes!” Jimin pleaded, quickly trying to usher her out the room.

“But-You’re hurt! Let meh-did Nia do this? And what’s this doll for?” Y/N asked, her mind racing with questions and sympathy.

Jimin stopped and looked up at the girl from his place on the floor before his eyes shifted toward the doll, he quickly snatched it and handed it to her.

“Please, help me. This is a voodoo doll, my voodoo doll, and Nia has been using it to torture me and I don’t know why. Please! Help me!” Jimin begged, realizing now that he may have a chance to escape. Y/N couldn’t think straight as she nodded, pulling out the keys she looked at the beaten boy.

“There’s a gray car outside, a Toyota, unlock it and hide inside it. Wait for me, okay? I promise I’ll help you.” Y/N promised. Jimin nodded hesitantly before he stumbled out of the room with the doll, Y/N behind him to make sure he wasn’t caught. Jimin looked back at the girl as she smiled at him and pointed to the car she told him about.

“Thank you.” Jimin smiled as he ran as fast as he could to the car, unlocking it beforehand and giving her back the keys before he got too far. Y/N sighed and walked back downstairs as she made sure no one else saw him or her.

“There you are! Did you get lost?” Nia asked as she met Y/N on the way up the stairs.

“No, I just got a call from my mom, she needs to me to go to the store for her and pick up her medicine, so I was coming to say bye before I left.” Y/N smiled at Nia as she explained the situation, a lie of course.

“Oh, Okay! She’s okay though right? Nothing bad happened?” Nia asked, concern on her face.

“No! No, she’s fine just not feeling okay enough to drive.” Y/N said, hugging Nia before she waved to everyone else and turned to leave. Once she was in her car and made sure Jimin was still hidden in the back seat, she backed out of the driveway and left. Waiting until they out of view before she told Jimin he could sit up.

“I-Sorry, I got blood on your seat... “ Jimin mumbled, trying to wipe the blood away from his spot in the floor.

“Why are you sitting on the floor? Sit in the seat, and don't worry about the blood I can clean it.” Y/N asked before she reassured him.

“Toys aren’t supposed to sit on the furniture..” Jimin explained, voice quiet. Y/N’s eyes widened at his words, tears beginning to form, “Sit in the seat Jimin.” Jimin nodded and got in the seat quickly, his gaze set on Y/N as he noticed her tears.

“How could she be so cruel...” Y/N mumbled to herself, quietly as she drove back to her apartment.

“Don’t cry, miss... I-I’m okay..” Jimin told her, leaning forward to put a hand on her shoulder.

Months later, Y/N hadn’t heard from Nia since the get-together and Jimin hadn’t left her apartment since she brought him home. He would barely talk to her unless she asked him to and he held onto the doll tightly, he wouldn’t let her even touch it.

“Jimin..? Your food is ready..” Y/N said as she knocked on his bedroom door. Jimin opened the door slowly, allowing her to come inside the room, he was already back on the bed, sitting in the corner with the doll tucked in his arms.

“Jiminie, when are you going to let me have the doll? I can break the spell on it if you let me have it..” Y/N tried to reason with him.

“No, you’ll just use it against me. Like she did, when she made it.” Jimin spoke, holding the doll tighter only to release it some because he was suffocating himself.

Y/N sighed as she placed the tray of food down, she was beginning to become frustrated with the boy.

“Fine. Keep the damn doll Jimin. But don’t come crying to me if you lose it or something, I know how to break the spell and I figured you’d trust me by now. Being I saved you and all.” Y/N told him, rubbing her arm slightly as she frowned and walked out of the room and shut the door.

Jimin was about to reply when he heard the door shut, a sound he wasn't prepared to hear she all the times he was left alone in the basement, bruised and bleeding from the torture, with no one to comfort him. Y/N had comforted him for weeks when he first got to her apartment, and then he began to shut her out, afraid she’d become like Nia simply because they were friends.

“I’m sorry, Y/N...” Jimin whispered, his head lowered as a few tears fell. Jimin wasn’t quite sure what to do now, he had actually grown to trust and even love Y/N, so much that it scared him.

As he peered down at the doll he smiled and got up to go and find Y/N to give her the doll so she could break the spell that was on it. As he neared his bedroom door, he heard some suspicious noises that made his eyes widen.

“Where is he?! I knew you took him that day! Now give him back, He’s mine!” An oddly familiar voice yelled, before there was a loud crash and Y/N screamed.

Jimin’s eyes widened as he ran to hide the doll before he ran out of the room and was met with Nia standing over Y/N a glass vase in her hand that once sat nicely beside the window.

Jimin looked around for anything he could use to distract Nia but when nothing caught his eye he looked back toward her and then at Y/N who had noticed him and shook her head, her eyes widening as she tried to tell him to go back.

Nia noticed this, however and turned around and smiled wickedly when she saw Jimin.

“Why, Jimin, you sure do look good. She must have took such good care of you for me, huh?” Nia asked, stepping away from Y/N, still holding the vase.

“L-Leave her alone, N-Nia!” Jimin stuttered, his voice coming out weak.

“Leave her alone? But why? She took you from me without permission. Isn’t that a reason to punish her?” Nia asked, turning back to Y/N.

Jimin watched as Nia grabbed Y/N by her hair and slung her to the floor and raise the vase, about to smash it against her head.

“No!” Jimin screamed before he ran forward and wrapped his body around Y/N’s, holding her tightly.

“Move Jimin, or I’ll punish you too.” Nia told him, her voice stern.

Jimin shook his head and held Y/N tighter, “No.”

Y/N’s eyes widened as Nia smiled and moved to smash the vase against Jimin, Y/N screamed and pushed Jimin off as she covered him and the vase made contact with her back, smashing and cutting through her shirt.

Nia’s eyes widened as Y/N slumped against Jimin, Jimin moving quickly to sit up and catch Y/N, quickly moving her into his lap and away from Nia.

Nia gritted her teeth and yanked Y/N away from Jimin by her shirt and slamming her to the floor before she picked up a piece of the broken vase and holding it up, sharpest end pointed at Y/N.

“No, stop Nia! Stop it!” Jimin cried, moving to get to Y/N but only being shoved away by Nia.

“This is for leaving me Jimin. After I took such good care of you, you abandon me to be with-with her!” Nia cried before she lifted up Y/N’s shirt, slicing the broken vase piece across her skin, blood flowing dripping down her side.

Y/N screamed as she cried, thrashing around trying to get Nia off of her, tears flowing freely as she couldn’t and the pain becoming unbarring.

“Stop!” Jimin yelled as he ran to the bedroom to get the doll, he knew a way to make her stop.

Nia watched Jimin as he walked by inside the room, holding the doll close to him but what she didn't notice was the small needle in his hand.

“Good boy Jimin, now give me the doll.” Nia told him.

Jimin held out the doll, but also the needle, pressing it into the doll where the heart was.

Y/N’s eyes widened and Nia yelled, “Don’t you dare!”

Y/N cried as she tried to get to Jimin, “Jimin, no! Unstitch the heart, don’t stab it! The curse is in the heart!”

Nia’s eyes widened and she moved to grab the doll before Jimin could listen to Y/N but Y/N held her in place, causing the sharp object to cut her more.

Jimin quickly unstitched the heart of doll and pulled out a small piece of cloth, the missing piece of cloth from one of his hoodies he had the day he first ran into Nia.

“How-How did you get this?!” Jimin yelled, holding it up as he dropped the doll.

Nia smacked Y/N hard enough to make her let go and grabbed the doll, stabbing it repeatedly but Jimin showed no signs of feeling it.

“No! You ruined it!” Nia yelled as she turned back to Y/N about to lunge for her but Jimin grabbed her and held her up.

“Why. Did. You. Do. This?” Jimin asked slowly, holding up the doll.

Nia growled lightly as she tried to get out of Jimin’s grip, thrashing around but Jimin held onto her tightly, his strength suddenly coming back in full force.

“Because you left me! You abandoned me in Busan! You don’t even remember me, do you?” Nia cried, anger all of her face but a hint of sadness in her eyes.

“I don’t even know you!” Jimin yelled, dropping her and going over to Y/N when he heard her groan.

“No, but we met and you helped me, several times. Remember that girl you met in the streets when you were fifteen? You gave her your jacket because she was standing out in the rain but wouldn’t speak to you. That was me, and I had been trying to find you for a while and I finally did, I gave you the jacket back and then you left Busan and never came back.” Nia explained as she watched Jimin kneel beside Y/N and check on her, asking her if she was alright.

“And even know you don’t notice me, nor do you listen. Why is it I who always gets ignored?” Nia spoke, more to herself than him.

Jimin held Y/N to his chest as he looked toward Nia, “I remember you now, I also remember the reason why I left. You were stalking me, I gave you that jacket because you looked cold, you were in the rain, the jacket wasn't even mine, and when you returned it I remember taking it and throwing it away because you sprayed it with your own perfume, thinking if I wore it people would think you and I were dating. You were obsessed with me and I don’t even know why, all I did was give you a jacket that wasn’t even mine so you wouldn’t be so cold.” Jimin explained, grabbing Y/N’s cell phone to dial 911.

Nia began laughing, an devilish, maniac laugh as Jimin spoke with the dispatcher and asked them to hurry. Jimin leaned Y/n against the wall as he moved to sit in front of her in case Nia had anymore ideas in mind.

Fortunately she didn’t, and when the police and ambulance drivers arrived the police took Nia away and Y/N was loaded in to the ambulance, Jimin right by her side.

Jimin held Y/N’s hand as the made the journey to the hospital, he lifted it to his lips and kissed the back of her hand and held in to his lips for a while, smiling down at Y/N as she looked up at him.

“Jiminie? Are you okay?” Y/N asked, concern taking over her features.

Jimin smiled and scoffed a little, “Even through you’re the one who’s injured you still ask if I’m okay.”

“Yes, I’m fine Jagiya.”

Y/N smiled at this as her cheeks dusted with a pinkish hue to them, she softly rubbed her thumb across Jimin’s hand that held hers.

After the ambulance ride, they took Y/N straight into the E.R to get checked out and to get the stitches as other things she needed, Jimin never leaving her side until she was taken into the x-ray room and when the police asked him to answer some questions.

While Jimin was standing outside the room with a few officers a nurse poked her head out from the room, “Excuse me, Mr. Park?”

Jimin turned to the nurse and nodded, “Yes, Ma’am?”

“Y/n seems to be having a little trouble staying still in the x-ray room, do you mind coming to sit with her to calm her?” The nurse asked, politely bowing at the officers when Jimin nodded.

“She needs me, but that’s all I can tell you at this point. Nia had been obsessed with me for years and somehow created a voodoo doll of me and used it against me to keep me captive for years, when Y/N rescued me a couple of months ago, and then I guess Nia found us or found out that Y/N had actually helped me and she came to Y/N’s and attacked her.” Jimin finished up his explanation and quickly walked into the x-ray room.

The police officers looked through the window of the room and then looked at each other as Jimin walked over to Y/N after having his vest and mask put on and sat in front of her to hold her hands as the doctor and nurse finished the x-rays.

“Voodoo dolls? Again? Who keeps allowing these people to learn this kind of stuff? I thought the government got rid of all those books and things.” The first officer spoke to his colleague.

The second officer simple shrugged, “Not sure, but let’s go take care of the reports and the girl get her booked and set for the institution.”

The officers walked off and left the hospitals, bowing to the doctors and nurses as they left.

Jimin smiled at Y/N as she lay in her hospital bed, sleeping soundly from her hard day.

Jimin smiled and pulled his phone from his pants pocket, dialing a number he hadn’t in a long time, “Namjoon Hyung? Yea, it’s Jimin. She recused me just as your vision said and I’m with her now. She’s so beautiful Joonie, I’m glad she’s my soulmate. Have the other boys found theirs? And what do you know of Nia now?” Jimin whispered, making sure not to wake Y/N.

On the other end Namjoon held the phone out to the boys and Nia, who sat tied up in the middle of the room, “She’s here. You’re on speaker Jimin.”

Jimin smiled, “Well, you know what to do boys, after all we can’t have her escaping and making a doll of my precious Y/N can we? Thanks for helping me meet her, Nia. Now goodbye, hope it isn't unpainful.”

Jimin hung up the phone as he put it back in his pocket, standing up to slowly and carefully climb in the bed with Y/N, whom scooted over for him and the cuddled into him once he was laying down and comfortable.

Jimin smiled to himself as he kissed the top of her head, holding her as tightly and carefully s he could, they both drifted back off into dreamland.

~On the other side of Town~

“Nighty Night Nia.” Yoongi smirked as he inserted the vile of liquid into her bloodstream, Jungkook covering her mouth with a cloth so she wouldn’t scream. Nia thrashed and struggled until her limbs went numb and the life left her eyes.

All of the boys walked out of the room escape Taehyung, who poured gasoline everywhere and on Nia as he set the place on fire and walked out of the building, making sure she wasn’t going to get up and walk out of that building after they left.

The building exploded behind them as they all started hollering in joy and ran to the car.

(A/N: Just imagine them walking away from the building in Fire MV at the end)

Jungkook texted Jimin, “Done.”

And the other boys were off to see who the next one would be to find their soulmate and how it would happen.

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