~Eight Senses~Â (Part 1)
Pairing: Hoseok x Female O/C, mentions of platonic OT7 x Female O/C
Genre: Fluff, Angst, Action.Â
Mafia Au
Summary: When he met her, he felt a void being filled that he didnât know existed.
Warnings: Hoseok is kinda harsh when it comes to Female lead
Word count:Â
Disclaimer: This is an original story but I donât own any of the personages aside from the female lead. I donât do swear words. English is not my first language so bear with me.
Iâm dedicating this one to @gold--gucciempressâ My first tag request ^-^ Hope you enjoy it Bun!
Preview Part 1
The weather seemed to emulate Ezra's mood. She had dealt with really rude customers that didn't pay mind to the fact that she was new and didn't know how to properly operate the old cash register or half of the names of the hundreds of flowers in the store.Â
She still likes it though. She liked the feeling of gaining her own money and learning something new. She felt free, like for once she could be her own person.
The other factor affecting her mood was actually something less tangible. She had a feeling that something was about to happen. She felt like she was being observed, and even though she tried to convince herself of the fact that it could just be some of her father's men assigned to keep an eye on her, she knew deep down that that wasn't the case. Her father had stopped to waste his people's time on her long ago. He still kept an eye on her whereabouts but he had desisted on assigning bodyguards to her when he realized all she wanted to do was to live a boring little quiet life.
So when she heard the almost imperceptible signs that suggested that someone was trying to break into her apartment in the middle of the night while she was trying to convince her brain to shut down and let her sleep, she knew that she wasn't safe. Â
The intruders were perturbingly quiet, it made her skin crawl because it could only mean that she was dealing with very capable and professional people. People that could easily dispose of her and leave no trace. But she wasn't about to go down without a fight, she quietly took the metal bat that she kept in her room as a protection measure. She was hoping to never have to use it in the peaceful little town but her old life was proving to be harder to leave behind than she was expecting.Â
She waited behind the door, ready to swing at whoever was on the other side in the moment they opened her bedroom door. Her hands were shaking a little but she kept an iron hold on the only weapon available to her at the moment. She had some guns hidden throughout the apartment but she didn't like the idea of keeping one in her bedroom, a mistake she would have to deal with after making sure to get out of there alive.Â
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Hoseok could hear the movement behind the door. He knew she was awake even before getting to her floor. Every single breath she took and every little movement she made was amplified to his ears, more than any other time before, he could hear everything loud and clear. He was taken aback by it but he attributed this power boost to the adrenaline he felt running through his veins at the prospect of getting his hands on some information against the monster that called himself a leader. He was even getting a hold of someone important to the mafia boss so maybe he could let him taste a portion of his own poison. Maybe he would feel half as miserable as Hoseok when he took everything away from him once he realized that his precious daughter was taken away.Â
Ezraâs attack attempt was stopped before she could actually try to move, the intruder pushed her further into her room allowing himself and three other men in. She felt like crying, she certainly knew how to defend herself, her father had made sure of that, she could be quite the opponent if the right buttons were pushed but she also knew her limits and taking on four muscular and well trained men was beyond her ability.Â
Even then, she would not go down without a fight.
She tried kicking her opresor and when he moved to block her she let go of the bat and slided through the open between his legs, climbing on his back and using the surprise factor and all of her weight to force him to turn around so that his back wasnât facing the remaining man, it was infuriating that they wouldnât even show their faces, their identities concealed behind the taunty masks that seemed to be mocking her, but she hated the fact that she was doing this even more. She locked the manâs head with her arms, tight enough to keep some control over him. The other men didnât move. Were they underestimating her, thinking that their mate could take on her without their help? the idea made her sick
â I have no idea of why you are doing this, Iâm trying to live a peaceful life here and I can promise that whatever you think you can get from my father doing this, won't happen. The old man couldnât care less about what you do with me.â - Ezra knew that these men were not to reckon with, their level of expertise, the fact that they had gotten to her in the obvious fact that they weren't there to rob could just mean that they were somehow related to her fatherâs business and were probably trying to get back at him though her. This wasnât the first time that this happened and time after time her father proved her words to be true, he couldnât care less.- âPlease, just leave me alone.
Getting over the initial shock, the man grabbed a hold of the girls arms and flipped her over his head. Her back slammed the cold floor and she felt dizzy all of a sudden. She still tried to fight back, she kicked his stomach with all her might, managing to push him back a little but before she could do anything else she was pinned to the ground by her neck, the intruders hand keeping her tightly in place, her vision started to blurry but she could still see the mad fire shining in the eyes of the man above her. She was going to die.Â
Everything happened too fast, the scream of one of the other guys, the burning pain that bloomed on her right hip and the air rushing back into her lungs as her throat was released. She couldnât help the screams that roared past her lips. Soon everything became white noise, she knew she was still screaming because of the rawness of her throat but she couldnât hear it, the excruciating pain claimed all of her senses.Â
She wasnât aware of her surroundings anymore, she didnât feel it when her bare stomach was exposed by one of the guys surrounding her, she also missed the sharp gasps that all of them inhaled when they saw the cause of your suffering, the outline on a pair of wings drawing themselves on her skin she missed the looks they shared and the way her main attacker crumbled to the ground in denial. It didnât take long before she fell unconscious.Â
âHoseok⌠We need to let Namjoon know about thisâ - Jin was the first one to break the silence after her screams died down, but it took a few minutes for him to receive an answer. Hoseok stood up, taking one of his guns out. - â That wonât be necessary, Iâll just kill her.âÂ
âHyung, No!â - Jimin and Taehyung were quick to throw themselves to the ground next to her, tears streaming down both their cheeks. The situation was too much for both of them, they had never seen Hoseok like that and the fact that their group was about to face some serious changes after what they just witnessed. - " Move out of the way!" - Hoseok hissed through his teeth. But when Taehuyng crawled towards the unconscious girl and cradled her head on his lap, he felt his determination shatter.- "Hyung, please!" - Taehyung's shaky voice sounded desperate and even though Hoseok knew exactly how the younger boy felt, hence he felt the same powerful bond creating against his will, he just couldn't grasp his mind around the idea of accepting the enemy into their inner circle. Taehyung out of all of them should know how he felt⌠that girl was about to become their biggest weakness and he wasn't about to just welcome it with open arms.- "Whatever, just take her away from me"Â
When Hoseok announced that he needed a minute, that he would take one of the cars they had used to get to the little town and that he would see them at home, Jin knew that he would have to be the one to break the news to Namjoon. So with a heavy sigh, he ordered the younger boys to take the girl to the other car and wait for him there. He wanted to deliberate what to do next with their leader without having the younger members involved because there were some details about this mission that would be very risky and dangerous for the team if not handled carefully, and knowing the two boys, he knew that they would listen to their hearts more than they would do their heads. They couldn't afford to make a reckless move now.
"Are you joking right now, Hyung? Because it's not funny" - Namjoon's icy tone was a vivid reminder of the fact that he was indeed the leader of their team, even though he was younger than Jin, he still managed to gain the eldest respect.- "They probably know something's up by now, Namjoon. I don't think we will be able to follow through with the original plan, but if they manage to somehow link her back to us⌠We will be messing with some dangerous crap." - For a few minutes, the only thing that could be heard from the other end of the line were frustrated sighs and grunts-
"Just bring her home, Hyung. Let's deal with anything else when the time comes⌠How is Hobi?" "He took off a few minutes ago⌠Joon⌠It's his same patternâŚ" - The uneasiness was palpable on both ends of the line. Namjoon sighed heavily, resignation evident, he knew what Hoseok was going through, he could only imagine how he was feeling, but there was nothing he could do to help his friend -
"You guys should get moving, Hyung. The fact that Hoseok left first would probably give you an advantage. If there were any of his men around, they probably followed Hobi first. Get out of there and be careful⌠I'll see all of you here."Â
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Ezra woke up to a loud discussion happening somewhere around her. It sounded like they were screaming at the top of their lungs, she could hear them as if they were screaming into her ears. It was giving her a headache.Â
"She is not our guest, Hyung! She is both a danger and a resource right now. You guys should have locked her down in one of the cells downstairs...just let me bring her to the interrogation room." - Yoongi wasn't faced by the younger's outburst. He could see past his angry facade, he could see how afraid he was.- "Hobi, she is our guest. Hell, she is more than that, she is one of us now and you know it, I know you can feel it, probably more than any of us would.- With this, Hoseok stumped away leaving Yoongi with a worried frown printed on his forehead. Hoseok was not usually like this. He had a bright personality and a kind heart that not even their line of work had managed to stain, but they all knew that if there was a sensitive topic for him it was indeed the one they were dealing with, especially when none of them could have imagined things turning the way they did.
By now, Ezra was positive that she was hallucinating. It took her a few minutes but she realized that she wasnât in her little apartment anymore. The realization came with the dreadly understanding that what happened the night before, or whenever it happened, she wasnât sure of time anymore, actually happened, it wasnât a realistic nightmare, like the ones she had lived with her whole life...This time it was real...She had been abducted. The sounds around her were growing exponentially stronger, sharper and louder. She could make out the sound of the little creatures ruming the surrounding area outside. She could hear every single sound her body made and the sounds that the bodies on the other side of the door were making. The whole thing was terrifying and quite bizarre; She just wanted for all of it to stop. She couldnât help the screams that followed, even when they were hurting her sensitive ears.
So when Yoongi finally opened the door to check on her, the image that welcomed him wasnât the most pleasant. Ezra had made herself small, cowering to the farthest corner in the room, hands over her ears and eyes lost. It broke Yoongiâs heart because he had seen himself in the same positionâŚThey all had. He opted against getting closer to her, he wasnât the best at comforting people or making people feel at ease, so he called those that could.Â
Namjoon came inside, carefully followed by Jimin and Jin, and the effect of having the four of them in the same room proved to be a quick relief to the girls suffering, her screams calming down to a labored breathing and meaningless murmurs. They all shared a worried look, they knew that the first time was always the worst, it would probably go on for a week or two in the case of the individual being alone for the transition, it then would dye down a little, your other senses getting used to the heightened one would make it a little bit more bearable, but it should become exponentially easier as the individual comes in contact with other amplifiers, to the point that it feels almost normal.
 With the four of them in the room, the discomfort shouldâve been almost nonexistent but Ezraâs small but frantic movements were hinting to it not being the case.Â
âMiss JaeminâŚHi, Iâm Jiminâ - Jimin was the first to approach, voice purposefully softer, he was, after all, the sweet talker of the group. When he didnât receive a response, he kneeled in front of her and tentatively stretched a hand to touch her arm, she flinched a little at the contact but when he didnât feel any resistance from her, he took a more confident hold of her arm hoping that the movement of his thumb against her skin would calm her down a little more. Her head snapped up, a craze shining on her pretty honey eyes taking Jimin aback a little. - Please, donât hurt me⌠- Ezra wanted to get as far away as physically possible from this manâs touch but for some reason she didnât seem to be able to move away, it was like a magnetic force was keeping her from moving. Jimin felt like crying a little. He certainly didnât love this girl or care for her in the way he cared for his brothers but he knew that even without the bond that bound her to him and him to her, his heart would have gone out to her in her pitiful state.-Â
 The other men had become spectators, their hearts also clenching a little when she alluded that they could hurt her in any way. Granted, they could easily kill her if they wanted to, but they werenât murderers and they would most definitely never lay a finger on her with the intention to hurt her. Not that she could have known that, after she had woken up in a unknown place right after passing out in the middle of what looked like a premeditated kidnapping case, which she wasnât completely wrong to assume because even though the situation had changed drastically, they had originally planned to take her to get some information from her.
âWe would never hurt youâ - This time it was Jin that spoke, coming a few steps closer and crouching to Jiminâs left.- â You donât have to be afraid here, little one.â - The sincerity in the eyes of these two strangers made Ezra want to cry all the better.- âThen please take me home. Please, I beg you.â - Instead of acknowledging her desperate plea right away, Jin and Jimin looked behind them, making Ezra divert her attention to the same subject as well. Namjoon abandoned his place next to Yoongi on the other side of the room and with careful and graceful steps made his way to them. Ezra found herself mesmerized by his elegance,and for a second, the idea of being before a beautiful but deadly predator crossed her mind.Â
âIâm sorry, Miss Jeamin, but I fear that it wonât be possible for us to do that. It would definitely be dangerous for you to leave this house in any way without one of us right now.â - He too, deeming it the less intimidating stance, decided to crouch down in front of her. She noticed the ink covering his arms as he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and then noticed how all of them were covered with it. The tattoos only adding to their intimidating aura.- âIâm Namjoon - He decided to introduce himself in the hope of appearing less intimidating to her.- âYou see, miss Jaemin, you are our guest here and Iâm not risking your or our safety. So I recommend that you get comfortable. I like this situation as much as you do, this was not our plan but there is nothing we can do against fate.â -Oh, now they were talking nonsense, Ezra was having a hard time understanding a word of what Namjoon was saying, but she actually hated everything that was coming out of his mouth, especially the way he kept calling her by her korean name. It all came back to the fact that they were not planning on letting her go, and it terrified her, no matter how many times they tried to convince her that it was for her safety.
â ...Why? I just want to go back to my life. I promise I wonât say a word about you guys. I mean I don't know anything about you anyways. Please, just let me go. - Ezra almost whimpered when the man that seemed to be the leader of whatever organization they were part of, shook his head no.- I donât think you understand, Miss Jaemin⌠That little tattoo in your hip means that you are one of us, bound to us I should say... - He mentioned and Ezra instinctively put her hand over the side of her hip that was still throbbing uncomfortably. She gasped when Namjoon exposed the side of his neck to her, there was a distinctive pair of wings tattooed on the otherwise clean skin of his neck, Jimin and Jin also decided to show their designs, Jinâs on the side of his arm, she could only see part of it, and Jiminâs on his wrist. The drawings sickeningly similar to the one she had seen on her own skin when she tried to find the reason behind her throbbing hip.- â Who the hell are you? What did you do to me?â
â That means that you are experiencing a very uncomfortable transition where one of your senses, your hearing I presume, itâs a hundred times more sensitive than before, I can only imagine how overwhelming it would be to hear everything in a 100 meters perimeter as if it was right next to your ears. - Namjoon ignored her outburst and visibly shuddered, when mentioning the level of discomfort that he knew she was facing while her sense was awoken for the first time. He sometimes felt grateful that he didnât have some of his brothersâ abilities.- âYour heightened sense will be unbearable without having one of us around, at least until your other senses get used to it and you learn to control it. If the intensity of the sounds around you was driving you crazy before, I don't think you want to know what would happen if you were to be far from us.âÂ
They were sociopaths, that was the only logical explanation. Ezra didnât know how he knew about the hearing abnormally or why as if to prove his point, she noticed that her hearing started to gradually normalize when they came into the room. But, nothing he had said made the least sense, it all sounded like a sick fantasy that they all seemed to entertain because none of them laughed or did anything to make it clear that it was a joke. But it had to be a joke, because that kind of stuff just didnât happen in real life, people not just develop crazy heightened senses and become bonded to other people through ridiculous tattoos that appear on oneâs body overnight. That was just too much fiction for her liking.Â
âLook. I donât know what kind of sick game you all are playing here, I donât know what you did to me to make my hearing so sensitive, or why you thought that giving me a couples tattoo was a good idea... I honestly donât want to know either, but I think you will have to find someone else to play with. Iâm not into that role play crap or whatever you think you are doing here. Iâm leaving!â - Before Ezra could get close enough to the door, Yoongi was in front of her, blocking the way with a stoic face, almost daring her to take another step as he cocked up an eyebrow.Â
Contrary to what all her instincts were screaming at her, she honestly didnât fear any of them would actually hurt her. The idea simply didn't sit right with her. It didnât make sense and she was well aware of that, considering they literally abducted her, but it was the truth. Now, she wasnât dumb, there were four of them and just one of her, and even with the gut feeling that she was trying to ignore telling her that she didnât have anything to fear when it came to them, she could still feel the dangerous aura that this guys exuded. They were not a force to reckon with.Â
â I hope you can follow my advice and get yourself comfortable, dinner will be served at 6pm. You have a bathroom to your right, there is some clothes that will hopefully get you going until we can get some more fitting and of your liking.â - Namjoon was the last one to exit the room, leaving Ezra to her scattered thoughts and the gradual increase of the noise around her.- âAnd miss Lee⌠I would like to advise you not to try to escape, you wonât go far and it will just make it harder for all of us. - That was the last thing that was said.-
She needed to do something, she wasnât about to compliantly sit down and hope for the best. She needed to get out of there. So she started a little expedition around the huge bedroom, she wouldnât stop until she had assessed every corner and tried opening every window.
