sᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ | ᴍ.ʏɢ +ᴘ.ᴊᴍ

thirteen.

"Yoongi!" Jimin trotted down the stairs, actually happy since his birthday was coming up very soon. He skidded into the kitchen, hopping onto the counter and smiling cutely at Yoongi. 

"What?" The older snapped as he cut up vegetables, his gaze settled on Jimins smile and he softened up a little at that. 

"What are you getting me for my birthday!?" The younger sang, his feet swinging back and forth, obnoxiously hitting the cabinet. 

"Cake and a surprise." Jimin frowned, snagging one of the carrots. 

"And...my freedom?" Yoongi scoffed, poking the tip of the knife at Jimin's exposed thigh. 

"No." Jimin whined, lightly jumping down and leaning against the criminal. 

"This place is hell. I hate it here, I hate you!" Yoongi growled, flipping the knife to Jimin's neck and pushing him against the counter as he stood in front of the fearful boy. 

"This is nothing. I could be fucking you every damn hour, I could have sold you, I could make you fucking work, not feed you, abuse you, killed you already. Your fucking lucky." Jimin gulped and quickly looked down at his feet, not wanting to meet the icy, ebony eyes of the older. 

"O-okay..." Yoongi scoffed, pressing the knife harder against the soft flesh of Jimin's neck and gripping onto his tiny waist harshly, making the younger yelp. 

"I buy you things, I feed you good food, I let you watch TV, read, sleep on a fucking bed and buy you expensive shower products. You should fucking thank me."

"I'm s-sorry..." The older clicked his tongue, wanting to get more out of the small boy. 

"THANK ME!" Jimin teared up, lifting his face and biting his lip as he stared into Yoongi's crazed eyes. 

"T-thank y-you..thank y-you, Yoongi..." The blonde smirked, his hand moving down to squeeze the younger's ass. Jimin gasped, a small tear running down his cheek.

"Thank me properly." Jimin shook his head, fidgeting with his clothes. He knew what Yoongi wanted, it's just that he's never done it before. Yet, he still knelt down to the floor, his hands grasping at Yoongi's pants. He heard the older chuckle as he placed the knife down and undid his belt and pants. Jimin pursed his lips, leaning his head away as he closed his eyes. 

"Y-Yoongi, I-" Before he could finish, Yoongi had already shoved his dick in the younger's mouth. He groaned, his hands reaching to hold Jimin's head in place, entangling into his thick, peach locks. 

"Fuck..." Jimin's eyes were filled with tears, his throat tightening at the lose of air. His finger's clawed at Yoongi's jeans, begging for air as he stared up at the blondes blissed out face. Yoongi pulled out a little, giving the younger room to breath as he stared down at the pathetic boy with lustful eyes. "Suck."

"Mph..." Jimin wrapped his shaky hand around the boys base, slowly jerking him off as he sucked on the tip, slowly bobbing his head and keeping eye contact with Yoongi. 

"Fuck, baby..." Jimin moaned around the older's cock, his head bobbing lower before he pulled off, leaving little kitten licks on his tip before shoving himself back down, gagging when the tip hit the back of his throat. Yoongi smirked, amazed that the small boy could be so good at this. His veiny hands pushed Jimin down farther, feeling his nose nuzzled into his abdomen, groaning when he felt the younger gagging and choking on his dick. In this moment he felt so above him, better than anyone because his angel was doing this to him, no one else. 

Yoongi pulled out a bit before snapping his hips forward, brutally face fucking the poor boy. Jimin whined, slackening his jaw so the older could abuse it. He wasn't sure why, but he was getting aroused and not to mention giddy at the fact that Yoongi was using him in this moment. This was what he was scared of; enjoying things like this that later lead to feelings. Yoongi's hips stuttered as he came without warning into the boy's mouth, grinning when he watched it leak from the corners of his plump lips. 

"So pretty. Swallow it all." Jimin nodded, pulling his mouth off of Yoongi's dick and licking the cum from his lips before swallowing the rest. Jimin stared up at Yoongi, shaking on the ground like prey in front of a predator, in this case, a very dangerous predator. 

"I-I'm sorry...Y-Yoongi, I'm s-sorry!" Jimin cried out, his hands wrapping themselves around his body as he brought his knees up. He looked so small below Yoongi and the blonde felt a little bit bad. 

"It's okay, baby. Just...promise me you won't say anything like that again. And appreciate how I treat you, cause it could be a lot worse." Jimin nodded, hiding away from the boy as Yoongi knelt down to hug Jimin's shaking body. Jimin gasped at the action of affection, relaxing a bit in Yoongi's muscular arms. 

"O-okay..."

ⓨⓜ

"Nothin' boys. We checked criminal records, addresses, bank account changes, we even brought in a few for questioning and they know nothin'." Jungkook let out a shaky breath at the news, his eyes flicking over to a dead looking Taehyung. The blue haired boy had barely eaten anything or been to school, never mind talking. 

"T-thank you anyway, officer." The man nodded, putting some files away as he watched the depressed boys start to leave.

"I- we'll find him. It just takes time." Namjoon nodded, his hand resting on Jin's waist. 

"That's what I'm worried about; time. Time that we might not have."

ⓨⓜ

"Yoongi? A-are you awake?" The older groaned when he felt small hands shaking him. His eyes fluttered open, sighing when he felt Jimin bouncing on the bed next to him. 

"What? It's fucking midnight!" He snapped, very annoyed that the small boy woke him from his beauty sleep. Jimin giggled, clasping his hands together and tilting his head.

"It's my birthday!"

ⓨⓜ

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