Fetish [NamGiSeok]

4

Namjoon had been sitting on the floor for a while now listening to Suga shower. It sounded creepy, but Namjoon had just been lost in thought. Debating whether or not if he should make another escape attempt. He'd deemed himself a pretty fast runner, when he was scared anyway.

He felt the soft prickles of Yeontan's tail against his arm.

That's right. He had to feed the cat too..

Namjoon stood finally, pacing down the hall slowly. He eyed the bathroom door as he did so, looking down at the floor to see if Suga's shadow was next to the door or not.

"Joon-ah.." Suga's deep voice called.

Just as he'd spoken the water was shut off. Namjoon froze in his tracks staring ahead of himself. His anxiety made his skin go warm. He felt the sweat begin to form on him.

".. Yeah..?" He replied stiffly not wanting the older man to catch notice of his shakey voice. After Namjoon's reply there was a long pause between the two men. Namjoon waited anxiously to see what Suga would say next. He kept glancing at the door thinking that the blonde would suddenly kick it down and come at him.

"Don't forget to feed Yeontan." The older finally replied.

He nodded as if Suga could see him and jetted to the living room, picking up his house phone quickly. His fingers quivered with each press of a button. "Shit, why isn't this working?!" Namjoon cursed to himself when he'd lifted the cord and saw it to be cleanly cut.

"I should warn you.." Suga's voice rang from behind Namjoon. The younger's shoulder's stiffened. ".. I'm not a nice person. You're no exception. So.." Suga looped his arm around Namjoon's waist pulling the other into him. He smirked noticing how red the tips of Namjoon's ears were. ".. If you try this stunt again I'll really kill you." Suga finished pressing a soft kiss to the younger's jaw.

"I won't! I won't do it anymore!" Namjoon replied. Though even he himself could tell that it didn't sound genuine. Suga seemed satisfied with the response though because he stepped away from Namjoon allowing the other space.

"Who knew you were so defiant? At the store you seemed like the obedient type. Have you not been tamed yet?" Suga said flopping down into Namjoon's couch.

The younger eyed him coldly lifting the end of his shirt to wipe away the kiss the man had planted onto his face. "What do you mean by 'tamed'? I'm not into that kind of stuff." He replied.

A short laugh escaped Suga's lips as he turned to face the younger. "Are you sure? You didn't really put up a fight when Hoseok had his way with you." He replied.

Namjoon glared at the other man. "... Fuck you! Shut up-"

Suga suddenly leaped over the couch catching Namjoon off guard. His fingers found their way wrapped into Namjoon's shirt shoving the other harshly into the wall. "Say that again, I dare you." The older warned pressing the cold tip of his handgun against Namjoon's kidney. Namjoon's bottom lip quivered at the feeling. He hadn't even seen when Suga pulled the gun out.

"You're mine now, Namjoon. And just like a stray puppy I'll teach you to obey."

~

Hoseok sat up staring down at the limp person lying beside him. He muttered a curse towards his other personality. J-Seok didn't listen to him. The man was just a delinquent.

Blood stained the blankets and had even started to leak onto the carpet. J-Seok had a bad habit of sleeping with random people and killing them midsex. Then he'd leave Hoseok to clean up the mess.