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In the dark streets of Daegu, after midnight, you wouldn't see many people, well not ordinary, nice people that you are likely to meet in the daylight. No, not even close. Unless the person is careless enough to end up there, the streets are pretty dead, apart from some people that you wouldn't really describe as people but rather as monsters.Drugs were going around like candy and if not a gun, those people would always carry a knife or anything they could use in case of an emergency or even mere fun. A pretty sick place for sure.And the unfortunate young pink haired male ended up right there. A short boy, around 1,73cm with a beautiful face, dark brown eyes and plump pink lips.~~~~~~
~~~~~~The young male was wandering on the unknown streets carelessly without knowing where he was heading as he wasn't coming from Daegu but Busan, he only was in Daegu for his holidays... Little did he know that his thirst to know the place better would actually get him into deep shit."Ahh I am lost... Is Daegu always so fucking quiet?"The young man sighed as he looked around for a sign of a breathing person. He was alone walking on a dark road and he had no idea where the fuck he was. He expected there would be someone to help him around if he got lost but that was a wrong assumption.It was at that moment that he felt a pair of eyes burning on him. He got that unpleasant feeling of someone watching him, yet when he looked around there was no one in sight so he thought he just imagined things. Once again a wrong assumption.After a few more steps he found himself pinned on the ground. Everything happened so fast that the pink haired male didn't seem to understand what was going on. He was suddenly on the floor somehow that's what he knew at that point. It was after his attempt to get up that he got pushed back down when he understood that he was being attacked. But why? By whom?"What the hell...?"He groaned in pain and once again attempted to get up just to have his head slammed against the ground. His vision got blurry for a second as he got dizzy and yelped. He didn't want to do so, but the pain was too great for him at that point, he was pretty sensitive in general and not used to pain."Who are you...?"This time he didn't try to release himself or even move, he just spoke in a quiet voice."None of your business princess. What is this pink hair, I thought you were a male when I saw you but what man would have pink hair? Obviously none."A deep voice was heard and after being forced to look up by one of the two males that held him down he saw another rather tall man with light brown hair and brown to black eyes that gave him chills when they looked into his own.~~~~~~
~~~~~~"I-I am a male sir..."The pink haired boy replied and his voice cracked. The words of the other man hurt. Was his hair really that bad...?"Really? Wow... And why are you here huh? You don't know this is not a place for kids?"The tall man asked and the other shook his head."I am an adult and not from here... I just wandered around on the streets to learn the place..."The male replied honestly."Oh? Well your accent shows you are probably from... Hmm... Busan?"A slight nod was given by the other male to confirm that this was true."Well you won't see that place again."At this the pink haired male felt his heart stopping together with his blood that ran cold. Sweat ran down his skin and he found it hard to speak or even swallow. All he could do was tremble in fear."P-P-Please... L-Let me go... I promise I will head straight to B-Busan if you let me go unharmed..."He managed to say with a voice barely above a whisper."No. You are in our teritory so we own you now. After your stupid mistake, you have to bare the circumstances."The brunette said calmly and shrugged and the pink haired one lowered his head, staring at the ground as tears rolled down his eyes and fell on the cold road he was laying at."I am begging you... I will do anything if you let me leave... Want money? I will give you all my money. I will give you anything so-"The boy said desperately, now screaming, before he was interrupted."Shut the fuck up already.I heard you from all the way down the road... Oh... Who is he Taehyung?"Another male's voice seemed to have interrupted the pink haired one. One with a tone even more intimidating than the brunette male. At this the unfortunate boy bit down on his tongue to keep himself from speaking or letting out any pitiful sound."I don't know his name Yoongi."The brunette replied and the pink haired male was forced to look up again, his tears visible to the other two males.The other male was not that tall, maybe even the same height as the pink haired one, and was actually pretty skinny. Yet he was scary. Very scary. His aura was terrifying. His brown eyes looked at him scanning him at his shameful state. His expression hard to read. His blonde hair falling in front of his eyes as he lowered his head.~~~~~~
~~~~~~"What's your name pinkie?"The blonde asked, he didn't sound mad yet his voice sent chills down the spine of the pink haired guy."J-Jimin... Park Jimin sir..."He replied, his voice once again low and cracking."Let go of him guys."The blonde commanded and the two males that were pinning Jimin down got up instantly. They seemed afraid of that Yoongi guy as well."Y-You're letting me go...?"Jimin asked as he attempted to sit on knees."No. But I am claiming you. Someone looking good in pink hair and it such a state deserves my time I guess. Or else I will find something to do with you."At this the now kneeling male flinched. That didn't sound good."Hey! I found him!"The brunette complained but all it took was a cold stare by the blonde for him to freeze in place."Is this a request to get your ass kicked?"At the blonde's question, the taller male quickly shook his head and bowed in respect, 90°."No, no... You can have him. I am sure he doesn't even deserve the attention you are giving him right now anyways..."At that Jimin looked away. They talked of him as if he was an object. Well... Wouldn't he be treated like an object if he didn't do something soon anyways? But do what? He didn't know how to fight or had any weapon and there were four males right here.Suddenly the short male felt his arm being pulled as he was forced to stand up by the blonde that seemed to be like just a centimeter taller yet very strong."Follow quietly. If you are seen by many people they may try to claim you and I won't fight more than two people for your ass."The pink haired didn't reply. He just bit down on his lip to keep himself silent and that was enough for Yoongi."Oh you are an obedient boy? This is good. I thought I would have to drug you even after the warning."The shorter male opened his eyes widely at this as he was being dragged by the other male down the street into an abandoned apartment leaving Taehyung behind with an irritated look on his face. But drug him? How more illegal could this seem? If only police was there to help him... Yet police was nowhere to be found in Daegu this late at night. Even the police didn't dare to walk around in these streets despite all the illegal actions.The two males could feel that a few eyes were staring at them as they walked and that made Jimin feel uncomfortable but he didn't talk or tried anything. He just kept walking. He shouldn't get in more trouble than he already was at and the other male had told him to be quiet.He simply wished he would be able to break free but he doubted it. He was screwed. He did attempt to make the other male let go of his arm and that only resulted in a tighter grip and an angered glance that made his heart skip a beat.It wasn't until they entered the what seemed to be like an abandoned building, old and seeming to be about to corrupt, that the blonde let go."Wh-What will you do to me sir...?"The pink haired boy asked as he gulped. He was scared and it was pretty obvious which was bad."Yoongi. My name is Yoongi don't call me sir. Call me master if you want or something but not sir. I doubt I am much older than you."The blonde said in a calm tone as he placed himself on a chair. There were just three chairs, a table and a wooden bed inside the place they were into. Probably where Yoongi spent his nights? It wasn't convenient enough for someone to live into."I am 22 years old Y-Yoongi."Jimin replied, feeling rather weird to call the male in front of him by his name."Oh you have the same age as Taehyung. I wonder if you are even older. He was born in December 1995 so you probably are. I am just three years older than you two."Yoongi stated and Jimin looked at him confused. He didn't seem to be 25. And Taehyung was the same age as him? Actually some months younger? Jimin seemed to be the youngest one and was even referred to as a kid by the younger male."I am born in October so I guess I actually am older than him... And then he calls me a kid? Pff..."Jimin's tone was rather cocky without him understanding it but that didn't anger Yoongi. Actually it made a smirk appear on his face."You suddenly seem to be able to talk. Didn't expect you to be able to sound cocky, kid."Jimin then realized and lowered his head thinking he fucked up. He was once again referred to as a kid but this time the other male was older."Sorry..."Jimin's voice was so low that the blonde hardly managed to hear what he had just said."Don't apologize. With such behavior you will be dead by someone until the end of the week. You must toughen up."Dead? He just said dead? That was enough for the younger to freeze in place. He was about to apologize again but that was why he was scolded so he stopped himself."I won't kill you. If you don't try anything stupid that is. But don't show weakness in front of anyone else. They are like vultures."The blonde continued and the pink haired one gave him a nod.They were by themselves right now so he could attempt to beat him and run away but how safe would he be walking without him? Would he even be able to beat him or would he end up dead? He couldn't risk it. He seemed to be on the good side of the blonde at the moment anyways."You didn't tell me what you will do with me..."Jimin recalled and once again curiosity took over him. He could leave him with Taehyung but he showed interest in him but for what? What would he use him for?"You will find out soon. I don't plan to use you only for one thing."The older said as he looked into the other male's eyes. They were shining like little diamonds. They were no longer filled with tears or were red and they were even more beautiful than when he first saw them."Are you hurt by any chance? I doubt Taehyung let his guys hit you. He likes breaking his toys himself."Jimin flinched as the older male kept talking. Break his toys himself? Did he plan to break him too when he saw him?"Except from pinning me on the floor they didn't do anything..."After a moment of silence Jimin continued."Will you try to break me too?"Yoongi gave a nod to confirm this."Will you ever let me go?"Jimin asked with a voice loud and clear. He seemed to actually start getting less scared and more courageous despite just being told that he will end up a broken toy."Never. I own you now pinkie."
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The old, wooden bed didn't offer the comfort the pink haired male was used to but he chose not to voice a complaint. Not when the blonde told him he would sleep on a chair so he won't feel uncomfortable the first night with him. The other male was obviously way more uncomfortable while he could at least lay his body somewhere."Ugh..." The younger male groaned as he tried to open his eyes but his eyelids felt much too heavy. He would love to sleep more but the light of the sun had just fallen on his face throught a window and that woke him up. It wasn't like he could cover under a blanket to sleep some more. There were no blankets, he was lucky enough to even have a matress bellow him despite how uncomfortable it felt."Are you awake?" The other male's voice was heard and after some blinking Jimin was able to open his eyes to face him. The blonde looked exhausted, he doubted he even had a second of sleep, well he probably didn't since he had to get comfortable on a freaking old chair."Yeah... Hey you look rather... Tired? Didn't sleep?" The blonde raised an eyebrow at this."Are you concerned about my sleep? Heh... Well yeah I didn't sleep. This chair is worse than the fucking bed."There wasn't anger in his voice. He actually sounded like a sleepy baby whining."You should have slept on the bed then... I would try to sleep on the chair..."Jimin couldn't believe himself what he had just said. Why would he give a damn about whether the other male slept or not? The weaker he was, the better for him. But he didn't feel like that. He didn't want to see the man so tired about to colapse."Starting today we will sleep together. This was only for the first day."The older male stated and Jimin just lowered his head. What he thought didn't really matter anyways so why bother with voicing his objection? The result would be the same."Don't you have another place to live into? There is no kitchen or bathroom here..."Jimin said to break the 1 minute silence that existed between them."I spend my money on more important things. I can buy food outside like from restaurants or fast foods and like that I save money from buying a kitchen and time from cooking it. And there are various places I can go to if I need to use the bathroom. Most of the time I am outside so I need nothing more than a bed."More important things? Like drugs? Jimin thought in his head. The drugs he said he would give him if he hadn't been obedient yesterday?"The bed is about to corrupt just like you right now."Jimin pointed out and a chuckle escaped Yoongi's lips."If it breaks I will replace it. I am not that poor. But drugs and alcohol are pretty damn expensive so-""Then don't buy them." The younger male interrupted him without thinking it twice."I can't live without them. Soon you will be as much in love with them don't worry."The older said in a calm tone. "I don't plan to use them.""Who said you have a choice? If I tell you to drink, you drink. If I want you to be doped with heroin then I will fucking give you the good shit."At that Jimin gulped. He didn't bother with the alcohol that much but drugs? He would like to stay away from that fatal addiction.The older could see the younger's discomfort so he decided to continue talking."But whether I make you do these things or not depends on your behavior. If you just obey like the good little scaredy cat you are you won't be made to do these things."At this Jimin didn't know how to feel. Safe because he could avoid drugs or angry by the way he called him and saw him? "I am not a scaredy cat... I just appreciate being alive so I choose not to anger someone that was feared by three people yesterday."He remarked and at that the blonde started laughing. He thought his laugh would sound crazy and scary yet he sounded very cute actually, like an innocent little kid. That totally didn't fit his image so he guessed he probably didn't laugh a lot around others like that. It took a while for the older to calm his breath."I told you I won't kill you. Unless you try to do so. Then I won't hesitate for a second. But other than light punishment or some drug and alcohol use there is nothing to be afraid of if you do or say something stupid."Jimin didn't like this. He wanted none of this so he would have to act like a 'good little scaredy cat' for the sake of himself not getting harmed. He wanted to fight the other man but that would probably be enough for him to be buried 6 feet bellow the ground. Looking at the other man he actually seemed amused. It actually felt like he wanted him to fuck up so as to justify what was in his twisted mind."Will you do things to me if I don't do any mistake and act right?"The other male gave him a shrug showing he wasn't even sure what he would do. This was to be found out later in the future. "Oh damn what time is it? I have to pay a visit to Taehyung today... That fucker kept making noise yesterday night. You may managed to not be his pet but pretty sure he got someone else later. Or one of his old ones tried to escape. All I know is that I heard screams and cursings before his name was shouted angrily and then even more screams but that time of pain. This must not repeat again. Oh and you're coming with me. I want to show off and tease him."He talked of what he heard yesterday as something casual. As if the painful screams were the crying baby of the neighbor that kept him up at night. No empathy. And as if this wasn't enough the blonde had just announced to the younger that he will carry him with him as some kind of trophy or something."Is it a good idea to anger him?" Jimin said in a curious, rather scared tone."Maybe he will attack you with all his men. Pretty sure you wouldn't want your conversation to turn into a murder scene. He seems capable of killing. He seems so freaking cold even thought he also seems to fear you..."The pink haired guy continued and the older male gave him a smirk. "I love risks~"And at that the younger gulped and wished his fear wasn't as obvious as it was. "Yeah, yeah Yoongi I fucking understand. It's not my fault they shout so loudly when they get hit with a bat! He only shut the fuck up when I got his crotch so I guess I will first hit there from now on if this happens again."The brunette said irritated. He tried his hardest to avoid the 2 months older than him male. He didn't know he was older though did he? He just knew he hated seeing him since he was Yoongi's property. He wanted him to be his own. The blonde had told him how he couldn't sleep yesterday because of him, actually his 'pet's' pitiful screams, and how he even had his door knocked late at night by a fellow to ask him beat the shit out of whoever responsible for the noise. "Look if you don't want me to shove my boot up your ass you better make sure to keep things quiet. People need sleep and not all of us can sleep in day time like you can."The youngest made a noise under his breath at this. He seemed furious like he was about to crack a skull or something, Jimin hoped not his, but the older held his gaze and kept staring at the angered boy. They were in a messy room in a small house, probably Taehyung's and there weren't much to say about the house. White walls, wooden floor, a bathroom and kitchen -unlike Yoongi's tiny home- and a bed with a table and four chairs were the only furniture in the room that he assumed it was the living room despite it having the bed there. Jimin could hear some cries from somewhere as well so he guessed there was a basement under the red carpet on the wooden floor of the small kitchen area as well. The sun came inside from one of the two windows that existed in the house and hit Taehyung right to the face. Now with the light Jimin could actually see he was a very handsome male. Like very very handsome. At the night time he seemed like terrifying and like those murderers in movies. But despite him looking more like a normal human, he still was scared of him.The youngest male in there was wearing nothing but an underwear and a blue T-shirt. When they arrived he was actually sleeping and it took him a while to answer the door and Jimin could hear him cursing under his breath for being woken up. But was this a way to dress up to sleep when it had been rather cold outside? The oldest was wearing a plain black sweater and a pair of black jeans and to keep his feet warm he wore some worn off black boots that the soles seemed about to tear soon. The pink haired male didn't have any other clothes that the ones he wore now and they were the same as the previous day, a black and white striped pullover together with a pair of torn jeans and casual light blue sneakers. He would probably wear them for a pretty long time if the older male didn't buy him or give him clothes or let him go get his own."Damn I feel that my bubble will burst. Taehyung I am using your bathroom."Yoongi said as he got up from his seat, they were all sitting down on the 3 of the 4 chairs that were pulled away from the wooden table. They were sitting in a circle in the middle of the room so they could all be next to each other."Bathroom? Not the bushes this time? I doubted you knew what a toilet even is."Yoongi chuckled as headed off and Jimin was confused. The brunette was so weird. He would be angry and all at one moment and cocky and teaseful or something the other. What a bipolar."Hey Jiminie"Jiminie? This sounded weird. And why did he just give him a nickname with a cocky smile?"What...?" Jimin replied as he turned his head to look at the younger male and soon enough he found his own lips touching the other male's. The pink haired male tried to pull back but the big hand of the other male took a hold of the back of his head and forced him to stay in place and accept his kiss.That was bad. Very bad. This was for sure something he shouldn't do and the blonde would be back from the bathroom soon. Was this why Taehyung did this? To get him into trouble?"St-Stop... Yoongi will..."Jimin managed to say after pulling back just for second able to show some resistance against the other huge hand. He was soon forced back into the kiss though and that was when the blonde came out of the bathroom and Taehyung let go of his head before Yoongi could even see his hand was there. The brunette even pushed back in surprise acting as it was him that had been forced into a kiss."Jimin how dare you?! Coming in here with your master and then kissing me?! Is this a joke you held together or you just fucking can't control yourself?! Or is it that you just want me in trouble huh?!"The pink haired male was at a loss of words as the brunette spat those words out in a loud and clear voice. He knew the other man lied yet he couldn't seem to form a sentence. He made some weird sounds at his attempt to do so but nothing came out. The other man knew this would happen. Yesterday he was hardly talking because he was scared and after a forbidden kiss he was sure he would be too shocked and afraid of the blonde male to talk. "Fucking Pinkie..." The blonde growled under his breath and it took him seconds to drag him out of the house and on the street where there were a couple of males walking. Men the blonde and the brunette knew. It may was day but this specific street seemed to only have men like the two males Jimin had the misfortune to meet no matter the time it was. "Y-Yoongi I... Taehyung... He did it..." Jimin said whining. He was trembling. He didn't know what would happen. He probably would get beaten up in front of everyone he though but he had no clue. All he knew was that the angry male in front of him would do something to him. Something he didn't deserve because he wasn't the one kissing the brunette. "I fucking own you!"And at that Jimin was pinned against a wall with his stomach facing the wall. The younger let out a yelp before his pullover was forced off him and then followed his sneakers and jeans. Last but not least his underwear and he was left bare naked in front of the other men that now whistled in excitement. The cold weather caused him to shiver and Yoongi's warm breath against his neck as he placed his face near it caused also a shiver to run down his spine. Then Yoongi made sure to cover a part of his neck with his mouth as he sucked on it hard soon leaving an easily visible hickey, he had decided to mark him as his own and now Jimin was sure he would faint in fear. But at the same time he couldn't help it but let out a soft moan. It escaped his lips on its own and the pink haired guy couldn't feel more embarrassed. Or could he? Oh yeah sure he could given he could feel his dick harden and rise at this. How could this excite him...? Making him feel this weird feeling for a first time in a long time? One thing was for sure. He felt humiliated and the blonde seemed to notice everything and got braver as he moved to another part of the younger's neck and placed another hickey. This time there was no moan as the boy bit down on his lip for it to stop coming out."Look at this everybody! This is MY plaything! I own him! If his lips meet any other man's other than mine I will fucking kill you both! His body, his life, his everything is MINE!"The other men seemed scared yet amused. They didn't seem to have seen the blonde like this before. And all this because Taehyung decided to kiss the pink haired male, Yoongi's property."You won't moan huh? Then let me help you cover your mouth~"The older said to the younger's ear and once again his breath managed to cause another shiver down his spine. The blonde's right hand grabbed a handful of the pink hair of the other and forced him to face him even with his stomach against the wall.Jimin clenched his eyes closed tightly in pain as the blonde brought his lips against his own, not gently, roughly. He could feel the anger. It caused another whine escape his lips and as soon as the younger male had opened his mouth to let it out the older had shoved his tongue inside to taste it all. His tongue moving around his mouth before meeting his own and having a 'fight' with it. It was a matter of time that the blonde's clothes were gone as well but the younger had still to open his eyes. One of the other male's decided to give a helping hand and brought out a bottle of lube that the unknown to only Jimin male gladly rubbed around the blonde's erected cock. But he wouldn't allow him to touch Jimin's ass. No he would be the one sliding his fingers inside. And that's what he did. He made sure to cover his fingers in lube and he moved his middle finger against the entrance of the young male that struggled to catch up his breath. "Y-Yoongi... N-No..." Muffled sounds coming from the young man's mouth as he realized, now slowly opening his eyes. But that wouldn't stop him. He gently moved his finger inside and the other male started having tears formed in his eyes. His ass was so tight that Yoongi was sure he had never done such thing before which he found it cute. He would be able to be the first person ever penetrating him. At this thought Yoongi didn't realize he had shoved three fingers inside the poor boy that tried not to scream. Not like he could, Yoongi's lips were still stopping him. "How will I slide it inside there if the hole is as loose as just one of my fingers huh?" The blonde pointed out. As his lips moved they brushed against Jimin that hardly was able to take some deep breathes before the other male's lips were locked to his again and his tongue was back inside his mouth. Jimin didn't reply but his butt did. His asshole clenched Yoongi's fingers sucking them deeper inside and the blonde grinned as he gently moved them in and out. The show was exciting enough for the other males to grab onto their cocks and start masturbating. The sound of laughs and moans on the air together with the sensation in his ass caused Jimin to feel light headed. He found himself unable to think of anything else. He wanted to focus on the sound the other male's cocks were making while they were rubbed roughly so that the male's could cum because of the show."F-Fuck~"Jimin managed to moan out as Yoongi pulled his fingers out. For a second the young male felt empty but soon enough he was filled again with something better. The dick of the blonde that slowly pushed inside giving him time to adjust to his size. Little did the blonde expect, Jimin's ass started sucking him in as it clenched around his length tightly causing moans escape from his own lips as well. Skin slamming against skin and tongues locked together. The younger was running out of breath yet the older wouldn't break the kiss. Wouldn't gift him this second to get some air in his lungs. But he would give him something better. A better sensation than taking a deep breath that would result to more breathless moans while their lips wouldn't part and tongues wouldn't stop fighting. The blonde's left hand took a hold of the pink haired male's penis as he gently stroked it. At first slowly and with a not too tight grip but the pace kept increasing and the younger could only moan breathlessly and uncontrollably, their lips parting now and then and as they did the older would bite down on them and then lock them back together.It took a few thrusts and some strokes for Jimin to feel something at the pit of his stomach. A weird yet familiar sensation. One he had when he masturbated but this time he felt it 10 times more intense. He was sure the blonde could feel it too as the tight grip he had on his hair became weaker and weaker. And after just a few seconds there came the moment his dick started squirting together with the dicks of the other males that were watching the whole time. And also there came a wet, weird feeling inside his ass as the blonde had decided not to pull out of him. He actually stayed inside a while longer before pulling back to see his white semen dripping out of the pink haired guy's ass and only then did their lips parted.This was heaven. This was exactly how they felt, like they were in heaven."Whose bitch are you?"Yoongi's voice barely above a whisper as he tried to catch his breath with a satisfied smirk on his face."Yours and only yours."The young man replied before collapsing on the floor losing consciousness.
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The sun came in the room through a window hitting the pink haired male in the face and he could feel something warm against his body. He knew it wasn't blankets or something like that. He felt he was in a warm embrace and despite how uncomfortable the mattress he was on felt, he seemed to be very comfy. "What happened...?" The sleepy, mumbled voice of the man cuddling him was heard and after a few times of blinking and rubbing his own eyes with the heels of his hands, the pink haired guy saw it was the blonde who had talked. "Oh umm I didn't mean to wake you up..." The younger responded and looked at the older who had yet to open his eyes. The older's arms were wrapped around his waist and his legs were between his own. His face couldn't be seen as it was buried on the younger's chest, but he could feel his soft breathing brushing against his bare skin. None of the two had any clothing on, yet none seemed to feel cold. "Yesterday was quite a day. You collapsed on the floor and I had to carry you here. I wouldn't turn into a mother and dress you though so deal with it." The older said as he looked up to the younger, pulling away from the pink haired male's chest, his eyes barely open and his blonde hair messy. He looked so vulnerable and kind of cute like this and that was enough for Jimin's cheeks to turn into a bright red color as he stared at his eyes rather than their naked bodies. "I-It's ok... I didn't expect I would end up losing consciousness pathetically like that... But my head felt so light..." The shorter by an inch said in a whining, flustered voice. He was feeling so embarrassed yet he didn't want to move his arms and cover his face in shame. One arm was now under his head while the other was left resting on the other male. "I have to admit... It was kind of... Cute? Yeah I think that's the right word to describe it. Tell anyone I told you this and you will be left with no teeth." As if the younger's cheeks weren't already burning, the older just had to tell him such a thing. Jimin didn't seem to mind the threat as he didn't plan on telling anyone this humiliating statement made by the blonde. "How was it cute that I freaking fainted...?" He managed to whisper. "You are so fragile. I like fragile things. Like glass. Either you are careful or it breaks. And fragile people are so much better. Because while breaking them they have the best expressions and reactions. And you... You seemed so close to breaking so fast and it was adorable." Silence fell in the room and neither male wanted to break it. The blonde was smirking but he didn't look cocky, actually his teasing smirk was somewhat warm and friendly. He seemed to be comfortable around the pink haired guy but the same couldn't be said about him as well. The younger's cheeks were a burning red colour and his eyes didn't leave the ground for a second as his left arm was rubbing his right elbow uncomfortably. During the exciting event every male seemed to have fun with his own self, but there was one that simply bit down on his lip as he made sure to memorize every single detail to be able to have his fun when alone instead of humiliate himself carelessly in public. He even made sure to take some pretty good photos in order to blackmail some of the pitiful witnesses. But his attention was mostly at the moaning young male that made some yelping sounds with each thrust. Every time the older would move he would try to gasp for air but he would be forced back into the kiss. The faces he made were pure gold and the way he moved his hips to feel even more better at his embarrassing state was a sight worth to watch carefully. He couldn't deny that the older looked fine as hell too and it was something the brunette didn't really expect. His skinny body didn't make him any less attractive and his moaning sounds were like music in his ears. Yet the scary aura hadn't left him at all and Taehyung just had to admit that his dominance, just how he grabbed the innocent young boy and forced him on the streets to fuck him publicly to teach him a lesson, was also a reason why he was now rock hard to the point it hurt. Every single moment pictured in his head just to make it worse, a yelp almost escaped his lips when the two males finished but he managed to play it cool. "Fuck this went as planned but I didn't expect it to be so good~ Yoongi in the streets fucking an innocent boy publicly just because I wanted him to end up in trouble~ But was it trouble though...? That fucker seemed really good at fucking actually damn~ Nghh~" The young man's pants and underwear were laying on the floor next to the bed he was laying at holding his dick with his two hands rubbing it gently in a fast pace as he moaned out softly. "Jimin~ Yoongi~ I really wish I had joined you~ Ah~ Ah~" His thumb now on the head of his cock as he rubbed it roughly picturing every single moment, biting down on his lower lip to hold back the moans that didn't seem to stop. He felt so good yet he knew this was nothing in front of what had happened before and he really wished he could just feel that way as well. He may had a couple of pets but none was interesting enough to make him reach at this point. And he never would allow any of those people fill his ass. Except maybe one of them, the one that had tried to run away last night and was pretty much the reason behind this happening as he was the reason Yoongi had visited him. "Jungkook sweetie come over here~" It took just a few seconds for the younger by a year male to walk over to the older, his eyes opened widely at the sight. He was the same height as Taehyung, well built with muscles easily seen with the black T-shirt he was wearing and the brunette just knew there were fine abs under it too. His thighs were also exercised covered with leather pants and his face was not something to ignore either. His black hair sometimes covering his brown eyes, chub yet not fat cheeks and lips that seemed perfect for kisses. He was a rather new victim of Taehyung's and probably his favorite because except the amazing body and face he also was very fun. Well at least he had fun, the younger male was another story. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~His skin had some bruises and he seemed not to be able to walk right, probably the result of what had happened yesterday, but he tried his best not to show his pain. "Hey you are from Busan aren't you...? Ahh~" Taehyung asked as soon as the speechless young man entered the room. Hearing him moan like that was something he hadn't heard before as he was never chosen for such activities. "Y-Yes master." At that the older smirked widely. It looked like Busan really had some fine boys yet they were so careless and stupid. Jungkook though wasn't exactly the same as Jimin. It was true he was walking in the streets but he was with friends. Or at least he thought they were his friends. As soon as they noticed they were being attacked they all tried to run off and if it wasn't for Jungkook's sacrifice they would all be pets right now. Back then, around a month or two ago when men surrounded them Jungkook decided to fight unlike the rest that chickened out. He threw a couple of punches and kicks and created a way out and his company took advantage of that running away leaving him behind. Seeing that the brunette got angry enough to decide to step into the game himself and all it took was a stab in the thigh for the young man to stop and fall on the floor to cry in pain. It was after that he decided to never show a sign of pain again as he knew it made the older very happy and thirsty for more. But he couldn't always suppress it, just like the previous night. The wound was still on his skin, right above his knee, and he doubted he would ever see it disappear and yesterday the brunette had decided to reopen it with another stab. "Come over here~" Taehyung's voice low and seductive. Jungkook could only stare dumbly at the naked man that seemed to enjoy himself as his feet themselves walked towards him slowly. It was like Taehyung was a siren that was singing and he was caught on a spell. "Master what do you w-" His words were cut when he saw the older's sudden movement to sit up, his hands still around his cock rubbing it now even harder. "Suck me! Nghh I want to cum~" The rather innocent mind of the younger seemed to take a while to realize what he was just told. "I-I don't know how t-" "On your fucking knees bitch, I said I want to fucking cum!" At that Jungkook flinched and fell right on his knees with a widely open mouth. He knew that he better not anger the other male especially while he seemed so wild. "That's a good slut~ See you know how to open your mouth~" The brunette stood up on his feet as he got in front of the ravenette male grabbing a handful of his black hair pulling on them to force him rub his face against his erected dick. The younger felt the urge to bite on his lip and pull his face away but he couldn't. Neither his body listened to his mind and even his mind had to admit that for a first time in forever, he didn't hate what he was receiving. "M-Master..." The younger moaned out as he felt a weird sensation inside his leather pants. The leather didnt make it better either as he wore no underwear and he could feel that bulge rubbing against the tight fabric. "Yeah, call me master~ You really are a slut aren't you~? Is this your first time~?" The older continued as he noticed the big bulge and he could only chuckle. The face of the younger seemed so innocent and cute despite trying to seem tough yet there was a dick rubbing against it and he seemed to love it. He seemed to love how it smelt and the sensation on his face. Well Taehyung always took care of himself so he made sure not to have a bad smell and he knew he also tasted as good and the young boy would soon confirm it. "I-I never did such a thing before... Or anything with anyone master... I am sorry if I will do bad..." The younger whined. He didn't seem to be able to think straight or else he wouldn't be saying such stuff. Yet he did and Taehyung couldn't be happier. "If you do bad I will have to punish you... But not in the usual way~" At that the younger flinched again as he felt his heart stopping and when the brunette leaned closer and whispered in his ear with his hot breath he felt like fainting. "Prepare your virgin ass sweetie~" Jungkook could only gulp at his words yet his cock seemed to just get even harder making him let out a yelping moan that was soon shielded with the holder's cock as it got shoved inside his mouth. It felt so weird yet his eyes closed and his hands reached to get a hold of the part of the shaft outside his mouth which was quite a lot since the older had decided not to go too deep just yet. "That's right you rub that while sucking~ If you bite I swear I will take your teeth out one by one..." The last sentence was said coldly and the young man felt a shiver go down his spine as he sucked gently on the other male's member. His hands moving at the same pace on the skin. Taehyung had to admit that the boy was good. Too good for a first time. The other man's saliva covering his member as he tried his best to please him felt wonderful and the rubbing made everything just so much better. He could hear his own moans echoing in the room yet he didn't try to stop himself. He didn't try to stop calling out Jungkook's name as the pace kept increasing and compliments to remind the young boy how good he was doing seemed not to stop. Soon Jungkook's hands ended up on the balls of the other male and he didn't seem to hesitate to play with them gently knowing how sensitive they were. The other man seemed to hold back and if he opened his eyes to look up to him he would see his pained yet filled with pleasure expression as he really was at his limit. The older male was now moving his hips back and forth as the younger choked down on his member every time it hit the back of his throat. He wanted all of it in his mouth, he seemed so desperately hungry that he just didn't seem to stop moving his head as well, going forward everytime the older pushed just to take it deeper as if the other man didn't already pull on his hair to make him do so. "Fuck... Ah~ Jungkook...~ I will go crazy this is so good~" And it was when the younger gently squeezed the older's balls as his dick once again hit the back of his throat that the older didn't manage to hold back anymore and he threw his head back letting out a long moan without letting go of the tight grip on the other man's hair releasing right down his throat causing the younger to slightly choke as he swallowed and then came the pull of the hair to make the younger let go of his dick so he could let some of his semen also on his handsome, cute, innocent face. It was then that the younger's eyes opened and looked up to the other male and he could spot a light blush on his cheeks. He was sure his own were way more red though and his attempts to catch up his breath sure seemed way more stupid than Taehyung's in his eyes. "Look at your face you are a piece of art right now...~" The older leaned closer placing his lips on the younger's and the young male didn't hesitate for a second to open his mouth slightly as the other slipped his tongue inside offering him a long, passionate kiss with tongues clashing against each other. "We two will have a good time from now on slut~"
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For most people rain was irritating and it ruined their mood but Jimin wasn't one of those people unlike Yoongi. As he heard the raindrops landing on the floor outside, he rushed to the window with a smile that soon disappeared. He wanted to go outside but he knew he didn't really have a free will and the older seemed to get even moodier as the rain turned more heavy. "Hey can I step outside? I will be right in front of the house..." Jimin said in a low, hesitant voice as Yoongi looked at him, tilting his head."You will catch a cold. Can't you see the weather? It's terrible."The older said in an annoyed tone staring out of the window."I think it's beautiful... I-I love rain and if I fall ill I'll make sure not to transfer it or bother you asking you to take care of me so please? Just for five minutes at least?"The pink haired whined. He did have a baby face as well so in the eyes of the blonde he really did look like nothing but a small child wanting to take permission from his parent to go and play outside.The blonde sighed audibly as he got up unlocking the door he had locked when they had come back from the visit to Taehyung and hadn't unlocked it since then. "I'll be watching you. Don't stay too long under it."He waited for a second before continuing as he saw a bright smile forming on the boy's lips making his stomach clench and his throat and mouth get dry as he fought the urge to lick his lips."It can be more than five minutes though..."He said in a low voice now biting his lower lip. This wasn't his usual attitude but he seemed to be rather weak against the other's childish behavior and smile and he hated it but luckily the younger was too excited to notice. "Thank you! You may not be as mean as I thought..." The pink haired male said running outside spinning around under the raindrops with his bright smile stuck on his face.The blonde felt a small heart ache at the words of the other male as he considered taking back what he had said but seeing the pure happiness on the other male's face he soon changed his mind, actually smiling slightly as he looked at the pink haired through the window."Fuck this doesn't feel right... And he is too pure for this shit..."The boy spared a few glances to the older while playing in the rain, waving at him and letting out gentle giggles. The blonde could feel a strange sensation in his stomach but he didn't seem to be able to realize what that something was. He only knew that when the younger looked at him he should show him his usual cold face no matter how hard it was as not to give the other any rights to think he is going to be playing with him. Neither of them understood just how fast time flew by and soon it had been an hour that the younger was outside and the rain had started getting less and less while the sky had started getting clearer leaving the boy with a sad expression on his face. He looked at the few black clouds on the sky seeing them disappearing as he reached his hand out to them and the blonde could only study him confused. "Not yet..."The older couldn't hear him talking to the clouds but he did read those words on the other's lips and he soon saw him walking back inside with a slight smile on his face but he could see a difference with the previous one, this was forced, fake. "Change clothes, you're soaking wet, Pinkie." The blonde said avoiding asking why the pink headed was faking a smile or why he was talking to the clouds a second before wanting them to stay more. Besides he was pretty sure he knew the answer: The other boy didn't like being with him. He much preferred his freedom which was completely normal but wouldn't say so in fear. "I don't really have any. You know I didn't really plan to move..." Despite the words the younger said being sarcastic they were said so quietly that the older could just chuckle instead of getting mad."Then I guess good you seem to be the same height as me and I love oversized shirts sweaters." "Did you just call me fat...?"The younger said as he felt a stab in his own heart looking down on the floor to avoid looking at the other."Your body is perfect as it is. I am the one being too skinny." The blonde pointed but this didn't seem to cheer up the young man. "I guess I should go on a diet. It's not like I have money for food anyways now that I think about it."The pink haired said as he again tried to force that fake smile on his face, the corners of his lips twitching while his face was still lowered."Shut up. I said your body is perfect as it is. You have a more muscular body than me and I am unhealthily slim. Now that I think about it... We haven't eaten at all since you came. Aren't you hungry?"The blonde said as his appetite started getting bigger with this talk but the younger shook his head in disagreement."I-I don't really feel like eating lately."He was telling the truth, all this time he felt rather nauseous and he had completely forgotten food. His stomach was feeling clenched since the moment Taehyung found him on the streets. "So noodles sounds good?" The blonde asked not really giving two fucks about the other not feeling hungry unlike him, he wouldn't let him starve. "I just s-" "Does noodles sound good?" The older repeated now glaring at the younger that flinched and quickly nodded in agreement. "Then noodles it is. I know a place. Wait I will find something for you to wear."The blonde said walking to the bed looking under it, taking out a luggage that seemed to be keeping his clothes inside. He pulled out one of his sweaters, a black one since half of his clothes were actually black, and a pair of ripped jeans together with a white underwear as he headed back to the younger. "We should find you some clothes."The younger shrugged as he took the clothes with a light blush on his cheeks knowing he should get undressed in front of the other. "I will be back in a minute."The blonde said leaving the house without really giving the pink haired a reason but that was actually pretty good for the boy as he could now change without being shy or embarrassed to be seen naked again by the other. Was that maybe why he had left? He had felt his unease and decided to let him change without him around but avoided saying so? Either way it made Jimin feel a lot more comfortable with changing into a different pair of clothes despite knowing the same clothes were worn by the other before, same as the underwear."This can't be it. He is not like that."The boy didn't take more than two minutes and shortly after the older entered the house again seeing him completely dressed as he smiled lightly."This actually looks better on you than me..." He said in a gentle voice and Jimin seemed to be confused but soon Yoongi got back to his serious face after gritting his teeth."Th-Thank you but I don't think that's true... I am sure they look great on you too."At that the blonde's cheeks seemed to turn into a red color as he grabbed the other's arm pulling him along outside the house letting him surprised."Let's just go eat."He said avoiding to look back at the younger as he walked and both of them kept silent after this. Both of them having their hearts racing in their chests while Yoongi pulled Jimin gently by the arm leading him into a restaurant that unlike most of the neighborhood, it seemed rather decent. It wasn't a big, fancy restaurant with golden spoons but the smell coming from it was heaven and it seemed rather comfortable, probably way more comfortable than the house Jimin was currently living. Yoongi moved to a cornered table which was near the window where he could see if anyone was passing by or not. He sat down on the wooden chair with the puffy pillow placing his elbows on the black table and his head on his palms as he waited for the other to sit on the other side."What are you waiting for? Sit down."The blonde said as he saw how the younger sat on the chair looking around, studying the place."This is not like most restaurants you've been at I guess, but it's the best we have and the food here is decent." The older continued talking as the pink haired was on silent mode. The other just nodded making Yoongi a little mad since for a while he hadn't heard his voice and he would still not talk. He was about to say something, to scold him when the waiter came to take their order and Yoongi asked for 2 bowls of noodles before sparing a glance at Jimin to see if he had any objection or wanted anything else but the other just shook his head in disagreement. "Thank you. Will be here soon." The waiter said before leaving them alone again and once again just when Yoongi was about to scold the other, he was interrupted, but this time from the younger himself."Can we go from my house after this...? I want to take a few clothes... I have my luggage ready...I will just go, pick it up and then we can go back to your place."The blonde studied the boy. The younger's eyes were stuck looking at the table as he fidgeted the sleeves of his black pullover. As soon as he had stopped talking he was biting down on his lower lip and he could see a little bit blood coming from it and he was sure the other had understood how hard he bit down on it as he licked his lip, grimacing at the taste of his blood picking up a napkin to wipe it away. "Sure. We will drop by there too. Now don't eat your lips, food will be here soon."He said as he looked at the direction of the kitchen. He knew noodles were fast and also rather cheap so he much preferred ordering that since when he was hungry he wanted to eat right away. He wasn't sure how much Jimin liked noodles though. He could have just accepted because he had suggested it and didn't think it would be kind or safe to say he wanted something else. "Pinkie why are you so nervous around me? Is it because of what I did?"Jimin was let rather surprised by the sudden question. It just came out of the blue like that and he so didn't expect it. Well like he didn't expect to be called by his name anytime soon, it was like the blonde had totally forgotten it.He looked at the older hesitantly seeing him actually having a curious expression with a concerned look. Concerned why though? "Tell me what you think. Are you afraid of me? Or is it something else? You said I may not be as mean as you think... Just how mean you think I am?" The older kept asking questions that made Jimin confused. Why would he ask all this all of the sudden? Was the younger's behavior too weird? He was sure he was hiding pretty well behind his smile but it seems he was wrong. He tried finding an answer to the questions though which made him realize something, not even he knew why he was so nervous. Yeah ok he was rather scared and being fucked like that just as a punishment wasn't the kindest thing someone could do and he knew the other wouldn't hesitate to do it again, but was it only this? Maybe it was that he wanted freedom too? Like he was happy out in the rain and he felt so sad when it stopped and he had to head back inside but again he didn't think it was just it. Like right now there was nothing to feel nervous about. The other wasn't mad even after his suggestion to go pick up clothes and they even were outside now yet he felt like he could faint any minute soon. It was just naturally happening around the other male. "You are not the kindest... But you seem to have a heart. And... I don't really know what makes me so nervous. I am sorry..." Jimin managed to say as he collected his thoughts and Yoongi seemed to think his words over before giving him a smirk."A heart huh? I wonder where I lost that...""Don't say that. Today you really seem to... Have a heart kinder than I thought. I was sure you would get mad at me for asking to go by my place but you really seemed way more mad when I mentioned a diet..."The younger said thinking of the older's reaction earlier. His voice was so strict and his eyes pierced him through at the word 'diet' as if he actually cared for his health and didn't want him to do such a thing and probably become unhealthy. "Because I don't want to see you losing your perfect shape."The blonde argued as the pink haired sighed. He was about to reply when their food arrived and the older seemed to dig in so hungrily with his chopsticks so he decided to eat as well despite feeling nauseous as fuck right now, worse than he felt all these days together. After the first mouthful of delicious noodles, the boy's appetite seemed to suddenly appear and he had to admit that the vegetables mixed were so fresh and tasty. When eating outside, he didn't have high expectations as he preferred cooking at home but this time it seemed that the restaurant that seemed to be the worst he had visited, was the best in food quality so he as well started eating faster just like the blonde."I thought you weren't hungry. I knew that you lied."The blonde said as soon as he finished seeing the pink haired having almost finished as well."This is very tasty so I guess it made me want to eat again."The younger said as he avoided looking at the other male that gave him a smirk."Suuure."His tone wasn't sarcastic but teasing and the younger decided to slowly lift his head to look at him."It's true. I wasn't feeling hungry until I ate."The older shrugged and soon the younger had finished eating as well, both bowls empty as the older called the waiter to pay him so they could leave. As soon as the payment was complete the two males exited the restaurant as the older looked at the younger who was about to head back to the place they were living."I thought you want to go to your old place for clothes."He said tilting his head as the younger soon turned around walking from the other way."I kind of though you were sarcastic about that too like me eating my lips."The younger said. He knew he wasn't mad at the suggestion but in his brain the answer had been 'no'."You need clothes to wear. But try anything stupid and I will kill you. I know the whole Daegu like the palm of my hand. Don't think you can run away or anything."The older said in a serious tone, but deep inside he regretted the threat, he knew the boy would again think of him as just a mean person, but it wasn't like he was not a mean person... Though, the younger shrugged. The thought hadn't even crossed his mind so he didn't seem scared."I know there's no escape Yoongi..."The boy's face expressionless, his shiny eyes seemed dull as if he was dead and his lips didn't move upwards or backwards. The sight made the blonde's stomach clench once again and he felt like the food he had just eaten would come back out. "Maybe if you pray enough I will die soon... Then you will be free ag-" "Shut the fuck up."The boy's words surprised the blonde. He didn't just raise his voice and glared at him but he also talked in such a way? Yoongi thought he should get mad at him for this, yet he couldn't because he had heard what he had just said and he knew he really should shut up because the younger may got ideas. But it seemed like Jimin didn't really want him dead? That was what surprised Yoongi the most."Someone suddenly is not that afraid to talk..." The blonde chuckled and the pink haired realizing how he had just talked lowered his head. He didn't really feel like being punished and the grab of his wrist by the older made him flinch. But the older didn't plan to punish him, just walk with him to the younger's old place."Lead us there."The older said and the younger nodded as he started walking, it took them a while for him to spot his house. When he did see it he could feel his eyes getting filled with tears and the older could see that. He could see how close the boy was to crying just because of seeing the place.
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"Master?" The sleepy voice of the ravenette accompanied with some light shaking tried to wake up the sleeping brunette. "Mmm... What?" The brunette groaned sleepily as he opened his eyes slightly finding himself not to be lying on his own bed and free of his clothes apart from a pair of gray boxers. "What the fuck...? That's not my bed..." He continued in a confused, sleepy state as he rubbed his eyes roughly, yawning. "You halfy fainted yesterday after drinking a big dosage of alcohol and I couldn't drag you to your bed. So I let you on mine." The ravenette explained. Both of them wearing nothing more than their underwear as the brunette looked at him trying to remember what happened yesterday. He even seemed surprised to see the other boy. Him getting drunk wasn't rare at all but he hardly ever remembered what he did at that state and he usually ended up on his bed or floor but not on the bed of one of his 'pets'. Never before had that happened. "You are really cuddly it seems. You kept whining how you wanted something to cuddle to sleep and then you just wrapped your arms around me and wouldn't let go all night. Even when I woke up it was hard getting out of your freaking grip." The ravenette continued letting the brunette looking at him with red cheeks, he never expected to see an embarrassed Taehyung but life is full of surprises. "Sh-Shut up Jungkook... I mean slut..." The brunette said, offending him to try and cover his embarrassment. The younger looked at him with a teasing and amused smile despite the fact he knew he shouldn't but it just felt right. "I am just telling the truth. It was so adorable though. Who would ever imagine you can be so cute and soft if you want to? Saying how much you had missed having someone in your arms other than your teddy bear... Even you having a teddy bear is so damn cute~" The younger was kind of disrespecting the older right now and he knew he could get in trouble but the other didn't seem mad for now. More like flustered. "What's wrong with wanting something to hold while sleeping...? This changes nothing..." The older said as he pouted, looking at him the younger couldn't hold back his laughter. Kind of a bad move. "Is this the Taehyung everyone in this house is afraid of? Wow..." At that the brunette seemed to get angrier. He wouldn't let anyone think of him as anything other than the image he so hard worked to build. "Shut up. You are afraid too..." The ravenette didn't seem to realize that the other's temper was running short. "This may be true but seeing you like this? Not sure~" "Should I go back to scaring you then or will you be wise and keep your mouth shut?" His deep voice intimidating as he was now sitting on the bed rather than lying with eyes completely open staring in the younger's that just then could feel his fear coming back as he gulped. "Sorry... I just... Really found you cute..." The ravenette said once again hating how scared he seemed to be. He knew that the older was literally getting fed on fear and he was feeding him it non stop lately. "If you tell anyone you will find me as cute as when I gave you this. Would you like that?" The older said gently rubbing his thigh on his wound from the stab. The younger shook his head quickly lightly shaking. "I don't really talk to anyone in here anyways..." The boy said in a low voice. He wasn't lying. The older had like 5 or 6 more people inside his house, actually in the area bellow the house where he kept them locked, that unlike him they had to share a room, he was the brunette's favorite so he had his own room and that made the rest hate him. Only once did he try to talk to them and he ended up having to dodge a glass being tossed right at his face. "Why is that so?" The brunette asked as he wasn't aware but the younger decided not to tell him about his relationship with the others so he lied right to his face. He didn't want to cause trouble after all. "I am shy." The response made the older raise an eyebrow not fully believing him but he didn't talk anymore. He just got up from the bed, shivering as his bare feet touched the cold floor of the younger's room. He was used to always wearing his slippers or socks while walking around unlike the other that seemed unbothered as he stood up. "Bring me my slippers. The floor is cold." The older demanded as the younger went with slow steps to the corner of his small room, which contained nothing but his bed, and picked up the pair of white slippers that belonged to the other letting them in front of his feet. "You still can't walk properly? Come on it wasn't that bad of a beat up~" The older chuckled but the younger didn't find it funny. It had been 3 days since it had happened yet he still struggled to walk right and some parts of his body still hurt. These 3 days, actually nights, were rather weird as well and tired his body. The day after the beat up was his first time doing sexual activity and the following was the night the older came to his room with the genius idea to drink some soju and he had to struggle trying to carry the man back to his room, something he was incapable of doing in his state and had just made the pain worse. "Do you need anything else?" The ravenette's flat tone made the brunette raise an eyebrow as he shook his head to show he didn't need anything. He then got up after wearing the slippers. "Rest for today. I guess I will spend time with someone else. Make sure to be better tomorrow." The older's words kind of relieved Jungkook as that meant he could just lie on bed and let his body recover but also kind of saddened him? Knowing another of the men under the other's possession would get to spend time with the other made his stomach clench slightly. "Have fun." He managed to look unbothered saying that as he fell back on the bed. "I always do~" The older responded letting the younger alone as he left the room, closing the door behind him. The younger sighing audibly when he heard the door being shut. "Of course you do fucker." And at that the young boy that was left alone threw himself on the bed and closed his eyes soon falling in the world of dreams. The blonde and the pink haired were standing in front of an apartment's door, the apartment that belonged to the pink haired for his holidays but he would probably never see again just like his home back in Busan. "What's wrong?" The blonde said to the pink haired that was trying to put the key in the keyhole with a trembling hand as the first tears rolled from his eyes. "Nothing i-is wrong..." The younger said not even convincing his own self. He knew his cheeks were now wet due to the tears and the other could see them clearly. Anyone could tell he had just made a pitiful attempt to lie. "Do I seem blind? Next time say that without crying and when you can hold a key with a steady hand." The older said as he grabbed the hand of the other making him force the key in the hole and with a twist of the other's wrist the door was unlocked, soon shoved open. "S-Sorry... I just know this is the last time I see this place. I spent most of my holidays here with my family... It was my first time here alone and look how I ended up. But I guess I will just miss being here that's why I think of this." Jimin said in a low voice, barely above a whisper. "Once a week." Yoongi said without looking at him as he stepped inside, removing his shoes. The pink haired followed confused. "What do you mean?" The boy asked as he let both their shoes besides the door. "We will visit this place once a week. It seems to be a lot more comfortable too so we may spend some nights here as well." The reply let the younger dumbfounded. staring at the older with widely open eyes, almost as wide as his mouth after his jaw dropped. "I-It is comfortable! The bed too feels like you lie on a cloud... There's a bathroom, a kitchen and I had done some shopping when I came... It's actualy a nice place to stay at and live into..." The boy was now trying to convence the other that his house would be a good place to live at, he thought he could make him want to move, move away from the awful neighborhood he was living at, away from all those crazy people and especially Taehyung, away from the danger and right into a great place, way more convinient. "I am not going to move here if that's what you are thinking. This place is not for me... I am too crooked to live at such a neighborhood so you won't either." The blonde said as if he had read the other's thoughts like he was an open book. The pink haired didn't reply just nodded slightly knowing there would be no point In arguing with him, nothing would come out of it after all right? He may actually ended up making him mad while he seemed in a rather good mood. The young man opened his closet, pulling out a black trolley bag and a red backpack that seemed to be packed full which surprised the blonde slightly. "You really had everything ready? Too lazy to unpack?" The blonde asked chuckling but the other looked at him seriously. "I've been here only for a day before I ended up with you. For a first time alone so I took the chance to explore... You know how it ended up. I didn't really get the chance to unpack." Jimin lowered his head, now staring at the floor. "This is why people say curiosity killed the cat." The pink haired nodded. It was true. If he wasn't curious this wouldn't have happened... Did he really regret it that much though or did he try to make his own self think he was in a bad situation? The older hadn't treated him badly, well except the event because of Taehyung but the younger couldn't deny he didn't hate it either. The older had saved him from a worse situation, had let him sleep on the bed when he, who was the owner of the house, tried to get comfortable on a chair for him. Damn he even allowed him more freedom than his parents had. Jimin's parents were always overprotective that's why he had no knowledge of how Daegu was. Neither the streets nor what they hide. No matter how many times they visited it he would always stay in the house or in the best situation go to a restaurant with his parents in bright daylight, which was also happening in Busan so he never suspected just how dangerous some streets may be. "Let's go." The older's voice woke the younger from his thoughts that looked up to face him picking up his stuff. "Give me the luggage." The blonde continued. "I can carry it." The pink haired answered. "But I want to do it." And then the boy handed him his luggage, since the other was insisting, confused as they both took the way back to Yoongi's home, Jimin sparing a glance to his own before following. "Ahh damn it Jungkook... You must be afraid of me... Everyone must be afraid of me... Everyone must fear even my name..." The brunette said gulping down a glass of whiskey, feeling the burn in his throat and the bitter taste on his tongue. Alcohol was his best friend when he wasn't feeling well, just like the other day that he got drunk thinking of how he ended up finding it hard not to think of Jungkook. He hated those feelings he had started having, he wanted to drown them in alcohol, he wanted to become numb to them, stop having them, stop thinking of them, stop feeling weaker because of them. "I hate you..." He sighed and looked at his drawer. He knew that inside there was some cocaine that he hadn't touched in a while because he knew how bad it did to him so he tried to avoid getting addicted, but sniffing a few lines once in a while couldn't be that bad right? Especially if he found some company and he knew exactly who he had to visit. The two boys had just arrived back to the blonde's house when someone knocked on their door. The older not expecting anyone was rather shocked and he guessed it was just another annoying fucker that wanted him to kick someone else's ass but Yoongi wasn't really in the mood so he let the other knocking. He noticed the other wouldn't stop though, in fact the knocking got louder and louder so the blonde decided to open the door before it ended up broken on the floor. The sight greeting him was that of a drunk Taehyung who was holding a black bag and was hardly walking straight. Both of them couldn't look more irritated right now and the pink haired could only watch in slight fear from the bed he was sitting on. "What the fuck are you doing here Kim Tae-" But the blonde didn't manage to finish his sentence as the brunette gave him a push making him land on the floor on his back. The pink haired instinctively reached to him to check whether he was fine while the older stood up ready to kick Taehyung's ass. The brunette was now inside the house and had slammed the door shut letting the two other men confused. "I need you here Yoongs." The drunk man spoke and the blonde decided to keep his anger back for a while longer, looking at the other man seriously. "What is it?" The older asked as the brunette took a hold of his shirt letting him in shock. The younger's nose dug in the other's neck, sniffing his cologne. "I am not feeling well... Everything feels so wrong..." The brunette spoke in a weak voice but his grip wasn't weak at all. No matter if Yoongi tried to push him, he wasn't able to. "What are you doing? How drunk are you?" The blonde asked as the pink haired tried to pull Taehyung away just to be pushed back instead. "Please let's be like the old times just for tonight..." Yoongi looked at the other person that wouldn't let go dumbfounded and Jimin seemed more confused than ever. "The old times?" The shortest asked as the blonde seemed to be brought back in reality due to his question. The boy shouldn't know. "Oh he told you nothing, did he? You don't know tha-" "Shut up." The oldest interrupted the brunette that smirked devilishly. "I used to be like you. Well kind of..." And at that silence fell in the room as Jimin was now the one staring dumbly at the drunk man, the blonde trying harder than ever to make the boy let go as he gritted his teeth feeling the grip getting tighter by the smirking Taehyung that was about to tell things the ears of the pink haired shouldn't hear.
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I would like to apologize for not uploading the chapter I had said. I had a chapter ready but my phone suddenly stopped working and the chapter was in my notes... I will probably try to rewrite it or see if my phone can get fixed... The bad thing with me is my memory and to be honest I don't remember EXACTLY how I had written it so I need to make my brain work so I can find a way to make what I have in mind words again. Like I know what exactly I want to happen but I must find the right words to picture it etc. Please be patient with me... At the same time I work at the story "The Last" together with Tannie and some other stories I have thought of. I am full of ideas that I have difficulty in writing them T_T
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“Like me…?” The pink haired asked confused not knowing if he should try to help Yoongi or listen to the brunette. The story he had to tell seemed interesting. “Well not exactly… What we have in common is that this bastard saved both and took us under his care as if this makes him less of an asshole…” The younger said as he looked deep into Yoongi’s eyes. Hatred in his own. “I know I am one… Please shut up…” The blonde said in a low voice, despair in his eyes. He didn't want Jimin to know. He wanted no one to know but especially the pink haired. “A weak one as well… But what to do… Well let me tell you Jimin. You listening right?” The pink haired nodded at that. He was all ears. “When I was a little kid around 10 years old my parents died in a car crash. I was the only one to actually survive. But I didn't really have good relatives to take care of me. When the hospital called them and they took me under their care they saw it as a chance to steal everything from my parent's and also from me. Obviously all my family’s belongings became theirs and it appears that for them I was an object too…” The pink haired couldn't understand. Why was he told these? What had this to do with Yoongi? He felt sympathy for the brunette though. Taehyung looked rather calm explaining that but Jimin guessed it was due to the alcohol. He wasn't thinking clearly. “They sold me around. For 4 years I was sold to people mostly to work as a maid. They had no rules just one which was ‘Don't kill him’... This was the only rule my relatives gave the people that paid. They could hit me, use me to the point of exhaustion or make me do other things except house work… Let's say I lost my virginity when I was 12 and I mean my ass virginity as well… I lost any innocence I had left.” Jimin was in shock. How could someone be so cruel to a child? A poor little kid? He had yet to mention Yoongi but the short male had already forgot that this was the subject, his story with the blonde. He was just interested in Taehyung’s story right now. The boy he hated but went through so much in life, things he couldn't imagine. No wonder he turned into an asshole. “After those 4 years I ran away. I was too tired. Tired of the torture… What held me those years was one friend I would visit sometimes in his house when he was on vacation and hide there… He thought I just wanted to play and he was more than glad to have company since he wasn't allowed out… But I couldn't keep doing that. He would get in trouble if only something went wrong… I wonder if he remembers me, I forgot his name… Anyways…” That was weird. Jimin used to have a friend that suddenly disappeared from his life, his only friend and he only would see him when he came for vacation in Daegu. It was hard for someone with parents like his to make friends but the boy had knocked on his door back then asking to be his friend and of course he wouldn't say no. Jimin was so hurt when his friend suddenly disappeared. But that boy was the opposite of Taehyung and was named Minho. He was a sweet boy. A kind, thoughtful and caring one. He was a boy that put others above himself and always had a bright boxy smile on. He was warm and made Jimin the happiest boy on earth, not scared to the point of almost pissing himself. He was an angel not like the devil he had in front of him… Even though now that devil didn't look so evil either… “Where was I left? Oh yeah I ran away. And… I ended up here. I was hungry and cold and weak by that time due to everything… And the people of the neighborhood were more than glad to see a 14 year old that had no strength to defend himself. I was a good punching bag, I was that since my 10 so it wasn’t new… I was literally spitting blood because of how much the neighbors liked me… But then Yoongs from here appeared. He threatened them, hit some of them, shouted at them… Then he picked me up and took me to his home… The one I am living at now… That's where he was actually living not this shithole… But I will get to that in a while. The thing is he took me in and made sure I get treated by a doctor. I didn't have money or anything to give him… Even my body was useless at that point. Bruised and used… I was just a piece of meat taking space. I offered to do work, clean, cook, anything for him even suck his dick… But he wanted absolutely nothing from me… For a first time someone didn't want anything from me…” Yoongi had fallen silent all this time. He didn't talk or even move as he heard the younger. But now it was getting to the part of the story he didn't want to hear. Didn't want anyone to hear. No one should know he had another side too other than the cold, scary Min Yoongi. “Tae that's enough please…” Yoongi said in a low voice. He remembered when Taehyung had told him his story for a first time just the very same day he found him. He was more detailed since he wanted to open up back then to let the weight off his chest. He was crying and shaking not like now that appeared rather calm, just slightly trembling. The blonde hadn't showed it but he felt like shit hearing that story back then. He wanted to give the brunette everything. He wanted the young boy to be happy. After everything he went through he deserved it. “No. Now it's that the story actually starts… So when he got me in he avoided me all the time. For 4 more years he would hardly say a word to me… But he gave me food, a bed, blankets, clothes, anything I needed to live decently. He even allowed me to go out at certain hours when he knew no person that could harm me was around so I had some freedom too… He wouldn't talk to me though. Would hardly ever look at me… It was driving me mad.” Taehyung said as he pulled on the blonde’s shirt and with a push he was on the ground with the brunette above him still holding him. “I was going crazy… Talking to no one for 4 damn years… The silence made me lose my mind… I hated you for that… You were so weak you couldn't even look at me in the eyes? Would it kill you to actually fucking say a word more than ‘hi’ or ‘come eat’ or ‘you can go out now’?!” Yoongi was shocked just like Jimin. The blonde didn't expect the brunette to snap like that. Shout at him. Taehyung had never told him how he felt about those 4 years before. The pink haired didn't know what to do. He knew he wouldn't be able to help Yoongi, he was weak. So he bit his lip and watched with his shoulders rising defensively. “I didn't want to bother you… You were a kid I was afraid I would do or say something wrong…” The boy that was pinned down excused himself. He wasn't lying. He was terrified he would mess up if he interacted with the then young kid before he was an adult at least. He was afraid of himself. “Pathetic. Just like always… Weakling… Pitiful… I hate you…” Taehyung’s voice was barely above a whisper. Little did everyone know he was talking to his own self. He was talking ill of the older due to his own concealed self hatred. Telling him the words he believed himself to be. With a deep breathe the young man continued telling his story. “A-At the age of 18 I caught him masturbating… His reaction was so funny… Especially since I laughed... Our first interaction that was more than 5 words and one glance! That included me pinned on a wall by the neck with him shouting… At least I had his attention I thought… And then just because a tear escaped my eyes he let go… He literally seemed so weak… I thought ‘Is this who the fuck everyone is afraid of?’... Who I was afraid of... But I helped him. I told him I could fuck him if he wanted… I was too afraid to let anyone use me again. And he accepted… I never thought he could do what he did to you… I wonder if it is because he likes or hates you more than me…” The drunk man said drifting away in his own train of thoughts. Was Jimin better than he and Yoongi liked him more so he got too jealous? Or the blonde didn't care about the pink haired and did what he did without giving a care? “Taehyung I just knew you've been raped before… I could see you shaking when you told me you would help me. All I could see was the same 14 year old that cried in my arms when I found him half dead while he was telling his story… The little boy that cried himself to sleep and woke up all sweaty with a loud scream from the nightmares he was having every night… I am a monster I won't deny that but I couldn't bring myself to hurt you in any way…” The pink haired looked at the blonde surprised.
He really does have a heart… No matter how much you try to hide it… You may aren't such a bastard after all… Who knows what you've been through as well…
Jimin thought. He didn't really know anything. The brunette then snapped out of his thoughts as some tears rolled from his eyes down to his cheeks and landed right on the older. “You hurt me worse by ignoring me… By fucking leaving me… I loved you… I didn't want to be alone but you left… You hurt me worse than all people before together…” Taehyung’s confession made Yoongi grit his teeth. He never wanted that. All he wanted was the boy to live his life. “I should continue… Jimin you still listening don't you?” The short boy made a noise in agreement at the question. At that point he looked ready to cry himself. He couldn't believe all these. “Good… Well after that day… We talked. Not much but we did. He still was rather cold towards me… Sometimes we had some moments… We kissed, had sex, cuddled and all as if we were together in a relationship but we weren't… We were each other's toy. I played with his body and he with my feelings… But when I turned 20 which means I had become of age he gave me a present I didn't want… Freedom. He gave me his house and all of his belongings apart from his clothes. He knew I had no money to buy things on my own so he gave me anything belonging to him and said he will move here… In this shithole… He said I could be free and we would still live in the same neighborhood… Damn he even warned everyone that if they lay a finger on me he would kill them! Everyone is scared of him even though he never really hurt someone badly… Unlike me and almost everyone living here he doesn't really like violence yet he always manages to scare people… It's funny… But even if we live in the same neighborhood we grew apart. Again I was alone… I started finding my own victims so as to fill the house… Of course I am not weak or pathetic like him. I am strong. I proved everyone that I am not to mess with. But one blank didn't get filled and that made me tougher. Stronger. That until some days ago… I felt empty inside but at least strong after all these! Now… I feel like the blank is filled but I get weaker… Because of a fucking asshole… That's why I need you Yoongi… Don't let me fall in love again… Show me it is just sexual need and anyone can give me it… I won't let anyone else ever touch me other than you… Most are useless and if he does I am afraid I will get depended… So please…” Taehyung kept talking and talking and the words escaping his mouth made the 2 months older than him male so confused. Yoongi literally gave everything to the boy and yet he seemed to despise him for that. He thought if he would do the same for him. If he did how would he feel? He got lost in his thoughts not noticing how the younger now loosened his grip. Not noticing the anger in the blonde’s eyes. “Why the fuck would you tell him all this Taehyung?! He didn't have to know all this!” Yoongi shouted as he glared at Taehyung snapping the pink haired out of his thoughts. “Because he has to know how weak and stupid you really are…” The brunette answered now letting go of the other with a sigh, which resulted with him pinned against a wall by the blonde. “I pitied you because of your own story that's why I let go of you… You grew up to be a huge asshole without me it seems I didn’t expect that… Maybe I should show you how weak I am? Maybe then you won't open your mouth again… Who knows you may forget those feelings too!” The now furious blonde that had run short of temper said holding the taller’s arms on the wall with a tight grip, his own hair covering his eyes as they had gotten messy by the speed he moved. The shortest in the room decided it wasn't a good time to be a statue so he tried to calm the angry man down, placing his hands on his shoulders, whispering gently in his ears. “Yoongi it's ok… I know you are neither of them and he is simply drunk… It's alcohol talking not him…” But the older’s grip just got tighter on the brunette’s arms causing him to let out a quiet yelp. “Alcohol makes you honest… Lets words you avoid admitting slip out…” The blonde explained but looking at the youngest that had a painful expression on his face made him loosen the grip. “Again… You do it again… Damn you…” The brunette said gritting his teeth. The older didn't reply but did something else instead. He tossed the younger on the bed as he picked up his black bag that was thrown on the floor, opening it to see what's inside. A smirk appeared on the blonde’s face at the sight of a bottle of whiskey which he knew is the younger’s favorite drink, a bottle of wine which was his personal favorite and some little bags filled with white powder. On the other hand Jimin’s eyes opened widely as he stepped back, he didn't want to be part of this. “Are you scared Pinkie?” The older asked as he chuckled, he knew the answer. “No… But-” “But you are scared.” Yoongi interrupted him not having any of his shit and Jimin lowered his head. Then the blonde took out the bag and spilled its contains on the table. His next move was to roll a note and pull Jimin closer no matter the resistance he showed. “Pinkie it's not heroin,you won't get addicted by sniffing one line, you will like it.” Yoongi said as to reassure him. “That's what I'm afraid of… Yoongi please… Master…” The pink haired was desperate, he didn't want this, he did nothing to deserve this, he wanted to run away. But the older was having none of this, he started getting mad again. “You play with my patience? You sure of that…?” The shorter looked at him and then down once again. He gulped and teared up as he took hold of the note and eyed a line Yoongi made. He took a deep breathe and soon sniffed it, feeling light headed once he had all of it in his system. Feeling good as if he was flying and stepping on clouds made of cotton candy. All concerns, fear, every negative thought or feeling lost. The older smiled at the expression the boy made and as saw him rubbing his nose. He chuckled and eyed the brunette gesturing him to come over to him. Unlike Jimin, Taehyung willingly obeyed and quickly got to him, taking the note from the shorter’s hand. Yoongi was making two more lines now and the younger thought one was for the blonde. “Sniff both.” The brunette looked confused. He never tried sniffing more than one line, he thought it was a bad idea, even more now that he had also drunk like a bottle of whiskey. What if he got a heart attack or something? But he did as he was told obediently. If he wasn't dizzy enough already, after that he could hardly see clearly and his mind was blank, no more thoughts of Jungkook just as he wanted. Yoongi chuckled. He knew Taehyung was getting high with even just one line, unlike himself, but he wanted him to be completely lost in his own nirvana. He on the other hand needed at least three lines to be in the state the other two were so he sniffed two so he would be high but conscious enough. Then he placed the rest of the small bags back in the black bag together with the bottles and picked the bag up putting it over his shoulder. “Tae let's go to your place ok?” The blonde suggested thinking it would actually be more convenient and the brunette simply nodded as he rubbed his eyes as to clear his vision. Yoongi felt a little sorry for him, he just needed help but well he sure wouldn't be thinking of the ravenette like this. He held both boys by their wrists and lead them to the house he used to own, using his own keys that he had kept to unlock the door. Once they were in the blonde lead both on Taehyung’s bed and saw them sitting down on it just as soon as he asked them to and Yoongi rubbed the brunette’s head before locking their lips together. Both young boys looked so fragile and vulnerable in the eyes of the older which made them look irresistible. He thought he was sick for doing this to them. Or more like he knew he was. “Strip you two.” Was the order and the two did as told. Jimin was rather quick, tossing his clothes on the floor without giving a care. Taehyung though did it slowly and sensually. As he took off his shirt he held it with his mouth and he undid his belt with a painfully slow speed for Yoongi’s cock that was hardening in his pants making them feel tight. He kneeled on the mattress as well and Yoongi was surprised. He didn't expect that or the eye contact the blushing brunette made with him as he even slower lowered his pants. Where had he learned to act like that? The blonde may wasn't high, at least as high as the other two, but he felt his mind getting blank with lust at the sight before him. He took a chair and sat on it as he let the two naked men on the bed looking at him waiting to be told what to do. “Make out or something, give me a show.” Jimin seemed shy and nervous even in his state so it was Taehyung who attacked the boy's plump lips letting him whine in his mouth as the bit them. The pink haired shivered as the younger brought his big hand down on his dick, gently rubbing it as he deepened the kiss by slipping his tongue inside the boy's mouth, fighting with his tongue and tasting the inside while drawing out moans. Yoongi could feel his pants getting too tight so he bit down on his own lip as he got rid of them, staying on his shirt and underwear. When Taehyung saw this he whispered something to Jimin’s ear before nibbling his earlobe gently and then getting up, walking to the blonde. “Why did you stop?” The older asked as he looked in the brunette’s eyes but instead of replying he got on his knees and mouthed the man's clothed cock which earned him a loud moan. On the other hand Jimin reached for something in the drawer of the younger’s bedside table, what the blonde understood to be lube and he was right. The pink haired soaked his fingers with it and turned leaning on the mattress so Yoongi could see his ass clearly as he slipped a finger inside moaning out Yoongi’s name. “F-fuck…” Yoongi breathed out as he took a hold of the brunette’s hair. “You thought of this, brat?” He said but his breath hitched when the other licked the fabric where a stain had appeared. “Do you like it?” The brunette said so innocently that it was sinful, the older nodding as he pet his head gently before taking a hold of the brown hair receiving a moan. “Suck me off good. Don't use your hands.” And he did. While the pink haired was fingering himself soon adding another finger inside his hole, the brunette helped the blonde out of his underwear by using his teeth -not sure if he could use his hands for that either- and he started giving kitten licks to the tip before slowly taking the member inside his mouth feeling it heavy on his tongue as his jaw tried to relax to fit it in. It felt like heaven. The lips of the youngest among the three were perfect around his cock and how he sucked him desperately and deeply, making dirty noises while the other boy made sure to entertain him by adding a third finger and moaning “daddy it feels so good” everytime he hit his prostate, was all that it took for him to feel something in the pit of his stomach but he couldn't cum so early no matter how much he wanted to release inside the boy's mouth. The brunette was good at this, he made loud noises as he sucked and despite choking a few times causing tears to roll down his cheeks he didn't stop but kept going as if he was starving and the older’s dick was the most delicious thing ever. When Yoongi was at his limit he pulled on the guy's hair making him pull back. “Daddy I want your cum~” The words made Yoongi’s dick twitch. “Daddy wants you to be a good boy and stand up beautiful.” And so he did. He went stood up and the blonde looked at Jimin who seemed desperate himself but still hadn't touched himself in the front. He wondered if Taehyung told him to do so or it was his own thought. Either way he liked how desperate the neglected member looked and how red it had turned, it must have been painful. “Baby come here as well.” The pink haired looked at him with his just as pink as his hair cheeks, his cock twitching at the name. He took his fingers out, whining at the emptiness as he walked to the other two. “Daddy it hurts…” Yoongi knew he was talking about his dick and he cooed at how adorable the boy looked. “Jimin I want you to get on your knees, continue what you were doing and cum untouched while you suck this pretty bitch here hm? Would you two like that my babyboys?” Both of them whimpered. “Please…” The brunette moaned out and the blonde went to take the lube that was dumped on the bed while the pink haired dropped to his knees ready to continue from where he was left. Yoongi wasted no second and lubed his cock and fingers as he went to the boy standing up who was biting his lip, realizing what was about to come and the oldest knew that he was a lot more sensitive due to the drug which would make it either heaven or hell for the man. He hoped for the first. Jimin with his left hand, which wasn't fingering his own ass, took a hold of the flesh in front of him and started licking the tip seeing as the younger’s knees got weak and he had to take a hold of his hair to steady himself. Yoongi on the other hand gently and slowly entered a finger inside of the boy, stretching as carefully as possible. He didn't make any hurried moves even after hearing the brunette beg. Jimin’s mouth felt good. He wasn't such an expert like Taehyung but he definitely wasn't bad. He took as much as he could of the long member in his mouth and stroke what was left outside. Taehyung was lost in pleasure and as frustrating as it was that Yoongi wouldn't enter another finger or move his finger faster, he couldn't deny he loved this. And then another finger came and soon the two fingers became three and moved inside working on stretching him. They were scissoring his ass as his jaw had fell and let out breathless moans from the stimulation on both sides. The grip on the pink hair became tighter and he couldn't decide if he wanted to thrust in the other's mouth or move backwards to ride the fingers, he never felt so good before. “I-I wanna cum, please…” The youngest moaned out as he started trembling feeling his climax coming close. “Not yet.” The oldest knew that if the boy came right now then he would be too sensitive, even more than he already was, and he didn't plan to let that pink hole of his not get fucked by him. The man nearly cried as he tried to hold back, the kneeling man’s hand making it harder as it was massaging his balls. The fingers in his ass were pulled out when he was stretched enough and he was about to complain but it all died in his throat when he felt something else poking his hole. “You think you can take it?” The brunette nodded eagerly. “Please… I need to-” Before he could finish his sentence he felt the other man entering him slowly and carefully making sure he feels every single inch of his length. Moans filled the room and they only got louder every time Yoongi got to hit the prostate of the young man. “Good boy…” The blonde whispered in Taehyung’s ear before nibbling on the earlobe sending shivers down his spine. The pink haired male had tears falling from his eyes thanks to the other man’s cock hitting his throat a couple of times when he was thrusting forward. He moaned around, his throat him sending vibrations and tightening around it causing the wrecked man to yelp. The speed had increased and every thrust of the older was now hard and deep hitting the buckle of nerves every time and the boy thought he would faint until he heard the words he hoped so desperately to hear. “Cum babyboy.” And he did. All three did. The pink haired man spilling all over his stomach while swallowing the brunette’s cum that was shoot right in his throat and the blonde releasing in the younger’s ass. The youngest of them all letting out a scream of pleasure as his vision went white for a second. He felt in bliss. Jimin pulled his head back to finally breath right as he looked up to the other two. Both were trying to catch their breathe and as soon as Yoongi pulled out carefully, Taehyung’s legs gave up letting him fall on Jimin’s lap and his eyes closed. “Sleepy…” The blonde looked down at the two males observing how Taehyung curled up closer to the pink haired. He picked the almost sleeping male up despite his protests and placed him on the bed, repeating the same with Jimin as well before he left them alone for a minute to go to the bathroom. Taehyung once again moved closer to Jimin and cuddled him causing the pink haired to blush but mimic the action, they both felt the need to cuddle someone after all and the older of the two couldn't bother about what he used to feel towards the other right now. When both were dozing off Yoongi came back and the brunette almost jumped in surprise when a warm wet towel started cleaning him up, making sure to remove the cum from inside his hole. The pink haired was lots calmer as the cloth wiped him clean and a smile appeared on his face thinking of Yoongi’s action even after all this. He wanted to speak, thank him, do something but his eyes closed and he with Taehyung both fell into deep sleep cuddling. If the situation was different maybe he would feel jealous but he was the one doing all this so he thought he should suck it and just accept that the pink haired cuddles up with another male. He was the one telling him to suck his cock a while ago after all. He was about to lay there when he heard a sob and curiosity took the best of him so he followed the sound that only got louder and louder with each second which led him in the basement in front of a closed door.
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“Idiot… Idiot…” The ravenette said laying in his bed as tears fell from his eyes soaking his pillow wet. Sobs escaped his mouth as he processed what he had just seen. He had wanted a pain killer so he thought to ask Taehyung if he could give him one but what he saw was him being fucked and given a blowjob. It made him sick to the stomach. He didn't know why it hurt so much, why he wanted to go curse the brunette so badly. He didn't know why he wanted to go punch those other guys to the face. He just did. So he cried. Broken cries and sobs escaping his lips. It hurt worse than his wounds. It wasn't his body hurting. His heart ached and felt ripped apart. This was stupid. He couldn't catch feelings for Kim Taehyung of all people. First of all he was keeping him against his will and had pretty much almost killed him more than once and he knew that he could be killed soon. Maybe even be tortured to death for the psychopath that had him under his possession to have some sick entertainment. Secondly the man was an asshole and Jungkook knew he was fucking random people, he was damn sure he had fucked the whole earth population but himself. And there was another sob. He wanted the older to do things to him. Make him moan his name.
This is Stockholm Syndrome. These can't be real feelings towards him…
The ravenette didn't want to have his will broken but it seemed torn into pieces already. After all those hits, the threats, the way he was treated he wasn't himself. He wasn’t in his right mind. But was it that? Or was the way the other treated him differently than others as if he was special? Was it that one intimate moment they had that made him this way? Was last night’s and the morning’s events that made him feel butterflies? He just didn't know. And then he heard his door opening, his head snapping up to look at the person coming inside. It was the fucking blonde of all people. The guy that was fucking Taehyung’s ass. He didn't know what to expect. Anyone else? The brunette and the pink haired male were laying on bed when Jungkook ran back to his room and no other person in the house talked to him. So why was he so surprised? Maybe it was the look of pity on the short man's face? “Hey kid are you ok?” There was sympathy in his voice. “I am not a kid, I am a grown ass man.” The younger replied rudely. He was not some child and he needed no one's pity. “Oh you got a tongue there… Next time say this while you are not crying like a damn ba-” All it took for the blonde to stop was a look at the other man's face to soften up. He looked fragile, in pain, dried tears on his cheeks and swollen eyes that the ravenette rubbed roughly with the back of his hand. “Why are you crying?” The sweet tone was back. Jungkook felt sick. The man sounded so sweet, the man who fucked Taehyung sounded so damn nice. Maybe that's why Taehyung was willing to let him fuck him? If he wasn't such a bitch maybe he could get the older to like him too? “Go away…” The hurt bunny boy said brokenly. He didn't want to talk. He wanted to go home. That or at least be loved, loved by his ‘master’. “Can I at least know your name?” The blonde insisted, not leaving, which made Jungkook angry. But he didn't even raise his voice. There was something about the other man rather scary so he tried not to sound too rude. “Jungkook. Can you please leave now…?” The other just chuckled. “Why you want me to leave so much? Are you scared? That's why you won't tell me why you are crying too?” The younger glared at him. It was true but he wouldn't admit such a humiliating thing. “I don't want you up my ass.” The choice of his own words made the young man flinch as he could see the man who kept him captive take it up in the ass just minutes before every time he blinked. “Alright I will go.” The older said as he took his leave. He didn't understand what was the other male’s deal as all he wanted to do was help but he wouldn't push more. He tried and that was enough. He ran and ran as fast as his legs could go, his heart beating fast, too fast. Breathing was the hardest thing for him to do at the moment and his vision was blurry. Escape. He thought and then his body was flying for a second as his feet left the ground, a mistake in the road causing him to trip and fall, his body hitting the floor with a loud _thud_. “Fuck…” He groaned as he attempted to get up, the task way more difficult than it seemed and should be. His head was _killing_ him. But suddenly his body was lifted without him controlling it and it took him a little while to realize someone helped him up. Someone who was behind him and he couldn't tell who he was. Panic took over him. A specific blonde was the first person crossing his mind so he attempted to kick the man away. Failed, the man was too big for him to even flinch as a kick landed on his ribcage. Not who he thought it was… “Don’t even think about struggling baby or I will blow your mind. Literally.” The next thing he felt after he heard the deep voice was cold steel pressing on his temple and he felt unable to breathe or move an inch. The air refused to get to his lungs and it hurt, it hurt too much as he struggled to just _breathe_. His legs felt weak, the only reason he could still stand being the grip of the other man which was on his stomach. “P-Please…” Was all he managed to say. He couldn't breathe. Everything spinned and he couldn't feel a single part of his body, only the gun pressing roughly on his temple. “It's up to you. Try anything and then…” The press became stronger. He couldn't breathe, couldn't stand… His heart beat was too fast to be good... “Bang~” And then everything turned into darkness. He screamed. He screamed as he saw that in the bed there was only one person holding a teddy bear instead of the other male. He recognized the teddy bear too, he had gifted it to its owner. He couldn't believe he kept it- But a body was missing. The pink haired was missing. It had been ten minutes! Ten minutes and the younger had disappeared, the key the older had in his pocket being on the door lock.
He escaped…
He couldn't describe what he felt, his stomach clenching making him feel nauseous. Anger and… Sadness? Why was he fighting back tears and his throat felt dry? All it took was ten minutes for the young pink haired to disappear. And then fear. He felt fear at the possibilities. He didn't think he was kidnapped or anything, but the boy was still drugged and Yoongi wasn't sure the drug had worn out like with him. He knew his neighborhood, he knew Daegu in general and a high beautiful young boy being on the streets after midnight or just a weak enough male in general could mean… He didn't even want to imagine it as his stomach clenched tighter. And were those Jimin’s clothes on the floor…? He couldn't have run naked right? Yoongi found himself on the bed trying to wake up the brunette, voice tiny, broken as the worst possible scenarios crossed his mind. “T-T-Taehyung! Taehyung! Taehyung fuck wake up!” The younger groaned sleepily as he was pulled out of sleep. Frowning at the way he was woken up. What had happened at night? He was drinking and now was forced to wake up by a familiar voice? Whose voice? He knows it. And then it hits him along with a terrible headache, Yoongi. “What is it…?” Taehyung’s voice was heavy with sleep as he responded and when he opened his eyes he saw the sparkling with unshed tears eyes of the older. Yoongi? Crying? “Jimin, he escaped. He is somewhere out there naked. Taeh-” “What are you doing here?” The younger cut him off as he was now fully awake, a throbbing on his skull making his head ache. What had happened? Why is Yoongi here? What about Jimin? Why Yoongi asks his help with it? He can't remember. “Oh right, hangover- Wait let me bring you a pain killer…” Taehyung was confused and Yoongi, despite being in a hurry, knew he should first explain yesterday a little in order to have some help to find Jimin. With the help of another person he would probably find him quicker after all. The blonde filled a glass of water as he reached for the cupboard to find painkillers. “Taehyung do you remember coming to my house yesterday?” Yoongi asked, handing the young male the glass and pills as the brunette shook his head. “You drunk a little too much, came at my place, humiliated me in front of Jimin by showing you have more physical strength and by telling our story as if a fairy tale, sniffed cocaine and finally we came here and you had an orgy with us.” The older explained simply, he was in a hurry, no time to get mad or anything. Just explain and go. Even though Taehyung seemed to think otherwise as he gulped the two pills down together with the water that was offered to him. “What the fuck?! And you allowed all this to happen?!” His voice was deeper and his eyes darker now. Rage taking over him. “Taehyung please can we fight later? Jimin fucking escaped! He wears no clothes and can still be high! Even if he isn't he is defe-” “And why you care?” The younger asked simply and gave a shrug. “You won't have a hole to fuck? Come on Yoongi I can find you someone even be-” “Stop. Just help me please…” Yoongi interrupted feeling no will to fight. Why did he care so much? All he knew was that he really had to find Jimin. Find him before it's too late… He couldn't lose him. He didn't understand when tears started falling from his eyes. His heart ached and his breathing started getting uneven. “I'm coming.” His head hurt. He could feel a throbbing pain on his temples and it just grew worse and worse with each passing second. He tried to reach for it and massage it in order to ease the pain but as he attempted to move he realized he couldn't. His arms were handcuffed behind his back, cold metal hurting his wrists and his ankles were tied together tightly with thick rope that burned with the slightest movement. Then he tried opening his eyes but was met with absolute darkness and he realized he must have been blindfolded and when he attempted to talk he found himself gagged, a piece of cloth in his mouth which didn't prevent the groans he made though.
Slow, deep breaths Jimin… Slow… Deep… Breaths...
He tried to calm his heart and not let panic take over him as he breathed steadily by his nose. And then someone held it, making him unable to get oxygen in his lungs and making his heart beating too fast in his chest. He whined, squirmed causing himself even more pain in an attempt to just breathe. Tears rolled down his cheeks wetting the blindfold…
I'm gonna die.
Was all he could think of as he struggled to get away from whatever was preventing him from the right to get air. He started feeling light headed. He needed air. Needed to breathe. His eyes started rolling back as he desperately tried to get away. He. Had. To. Breathe.
I am not ready to die…
And when he thought it was over, his nose was freed and he drew in the longest, deepest, most torturous but relieved breathe he ever took. “If you make another sound or try to move again I won't let go next time baby.” That voice. The same voice of the man with the gun. Oh… That's right. That was what happened. He fainted with the sound of the ‘bang’ and was kidnapped. From one psycho to the other. Just his luck. He didn't know who cursed him. What he did to deserve this. He was always a good boy. Listened to his parents, respected the elders, paid attention to school and studied… So why him? Why from bad to worse? He didn't expect he'd ever think it was better being locked and used and drugged by the blonde but right now? It felt like it could be his dream life. Anything over this. He had no freedom. The other could take away even his breathe. It hurt like a bitch being tied like that and he soon found out he was cold which reminded him something. He was also naked. Probably on the floor since his ass was freezing. Just great. “Are you scared? You are trembling. Or are you maybe cold? What a pity.” He felt a cold hand with rough skin caressing his cheek and immediately he got goosebumps but didn't move. Didn't make a sound. He simply breathed. “When I went out I really didn't expect a boy running naked and tripping pathetically over his own legs. I wonder from whom you were running… But don't worry! No one will find you here.” And this was enough to cause him to cry. He didn't care if it could kill him. He sobbed as he felt his heart beat faster. There was no escape. Nowhere to go. Maybe dying would be better. He hated himself for running away, for leaving the safety Yoongi provided. Yes, Yoongi was not the best person. He hurt him. He gave him fucking drugs and humiliated him. But at least he wouldn't hurt him and provided him the things he needed and even though he wouldn’t admit it he did give two fucks. The guy in front of him wouldn't think twice to end his life on spot and that made him shiver, increased his tears. He wanted Yoongi. He wanted someone to come for him. “Aww is the baby crying? I did nothing yet sweetheart.” Yet… He wondered what waited for him. What did the man have in store? “You know you are very pretty. Maybe I'll be able to rent you to people for some good cash. But first, I need to make you a good, obedient boy yeah?” Jimin was quick to shake his head. He was supposed not to move? He didn't care at that point as he heard he could be *rented* for God knows what. A slap echoed through the room then and Jimin’s cheek stung. “It was a rhetorical question honey. Now let me see…” He felt the cold hands of the other roam his body…
_Please let this nightmare end soon...
“Your skin is so smooth. Good abs and thighs as well that's good… Your dick is average but I guess it won't be a bother besides what will be needed is the behind.” With those words Jimin was flipped over and made to lay on his stomach as a dry finger was in his ass in seconds. “Oh…? Had some fun before we started running?” The guy asked as his finger easily slipped inside the stretched hole that had some lube left drying. “Did the guy having you before fill you up well? Well at least it for sure is usable, it feels nice~” The pink haired whimpered as a single tear left his right eye, wetting the blindfold. “Ok let's see…” His voice trailed off as the young boy could hear his steps around the room, the finger easily getting out, while things were picked up with small hums of approval. He got goosebumps all over his body at the thought of what the man could be getting and what would he use them for. He still hadn't seen where he was, knew nothing so he couldn't predict what was coming to him. “Now, now. I like screams so let me take this off.” And the gag was out of his mouth and the pink haired took a deep breathe from his mouth. Then choked on that very same air as something hit his ass. It hurt. It hurt a lot. It should be a paddle Jimin thought but he couldn't be sure. What he was sure of was that it would bruise and it hurt causing him to whimper. “Aww did it hurt cutie? Now be a good boy and stay still. You'll receive ten.” The man said simply, tone calm. “P-Please n-” The next one hurt more, probably because it landed on the same spot or maybe because more force was used. It ripped a tiny scream out of the pink haired boy’s mouth cutting him mid sentence. “I don't want to hear you plead.” Another smack. Less harsh but bearable, just the grit of teeth as reaction. The worse was probably the last as the force used was unbelievable, tears fell from the boy’s eyes making the blindfold wetter as he sniffed and stood completely still. “Now what a good boy. See? You can stay still if you want.” The was a hand on his head patting it as he didn't dare to move or speak. “Now let's test the limits of this, shall we?” And the finger had returned causing a whimper. Soon they were two and then three and while Jimin thought it was over a forth one tried to join the rest. “No more! No more! Please! Hurts!” He felt his head being pulled by his hair as he sobbed, the fourth finger was shoved in him in such a cruel way. “You can still take it. Stop whining bitch. I need at least two dicks to be able to fit in here.” The young man panicked. Two? He couldn't take two. And then the fifth finger was inside as well, the probably older man being deep up to the wrist as he curled his fist, Jimin yelped. “Please mercy, it will tear…” He said weakly as he tried to relax his muscles but it just hurt too much. Did the other expect him to do this often? “It seems to take it perfectly. Don't worry sometimes you may be drugged so it won't hurt this much when they do things to you.Depends on customers.” The blindfold was then off as Jimin was allowed to look around and to his kidnapper. The man seemed to be around his fifties if Jimin had to guess, decent looking if it weren't for the psychotic grin on his face, eyes sharp and skin starting to crawl. The room didn't really have proper lighting, just the light coming in from the high window it had. It looked like a jail, it even had a bed and toilet in it but also a safe keeper and since it was open Jimin could see the inside which he hoped he hadn't seen. There were different kind of ‘toy’s which made the hair on the back of his neck stand to attention and together were ropes, chains and other stuff like that that would make sure he couldn't run away. “I’ll behave well just take it easy…” The man looked at him tilting his head to the side. “Alright… I'll give you a break since you are such a cutie.” The pink haired slowly nodded as he felt the hand leaving his abused hole making him let out a sigh of relief. Relief that disappeared when he noticed a gun within reach for the older man. It made panic rise in his system and he just wanted to try and run. “G-Gun… Please put it away…” The pink haired spoke quietly, his tiny voice a little above a whisper. “Hm? Oh! My gun? It scares you to look at it? You think I'll shoot you?” The man whose name was unknown to Jimin asked carelessly, amusement evident in his voice. “Guns scare me…” The older nodded and just took a hold of the gun instead. “You won't be shot for now. You are still useful.” Jimin tried to keep breathing steadily. This was his life now? Maybe it'd be better if he was just shot. But he was too scared to die so he just prayed quietly as tears rolled down his cheeks, prayed for someone to come for him. That night was long and painful not only for Jimin who was pushed to his limits just to be given five minutes to calm down for the next ‘lesson’ to be given, but also for Yoongi whose thoughts were nowhere but the younger boy.