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It was a normal day for Hyunjin... His long blonde hair was tied up and his eyes were lifeless. He felt cramped as he couldn't move his legs. He felt Depressed, worried, scared...
All of a sudden the alarm system went off and Hyunjin cried at the loud noise. What was happening?
Chan started the raid, looking for the fuckers who had threatened to kill his children. Chan started upstairs, setting up bombs while his men did the same. On the third floor, he heard crying.
Feeling instinctive, he broke in the door. A boy screamed.
The only thing Chan thought was, "beautiful" before he grabbed the boy, carrying him bridal style while walking downstairs quickly.
The boy was crying. "Please don't hurt me." He begs.
"I won't." Chan runs out to one of the cars, carefully setting the boy down. He took off his jacket and covered the scared boy...
"What's your name?" Chan brushes the boys cheek.
"Hy-Hyunjin." He whispers.
Chan gently rubbed the boys cheek who instinctively flinched. Chan cooes. "How old are you Hyunjin?"
"Nineteen." The younger shivered.
Chan's men came running as the bombs went off.
Hyunjin started screaming. "MY HOME!" he shouts, crying.
Chan covered the boys ears for protection and he felt debris hit his back. Chan grunted as the beautiful boy cried and shouted no. Trying to calm the boy, he ran his fingers through the youngers hair.
After the explosion, Hyunjin was crying in the car while Chan talked to his men.
[Chan's POV]
"I think that's their second son. But he looks nothing like him..." one of my men bit his lip, confused.
"He looks nothing like them. Taehyung is attractive, but they're different." I sigh.
"Yeah." he hummed. I look back, seeing Hyunjin cuddled up with my jacket.
I sigh. "Let's head home." I head to my car, buckling Hyunjin in before I got in the front seat, starting up the mustang before I drove off.
When I pulled in, I took Hyunjin upstairs into my room. It was basic and plain.
I decided to get him out of his clothes. I took off his shirt, making sure not to wake him up. He was so curvy... I tried not to think about it. But when I pulled down his jeans, he was wearing lace underwear. I blushed so bad and grabbed a shirt, slipping it onto him before tucking him in.
Sighing, I strip and go into my bathroom and starting a shower.
The hot water hit my back, and I smiled. Who was Hyunjin?
My phone started ringing and I stepped out the shower, turning it off. "What?" I answer.
"Where's my son!?" Mr. Hwang. I smile. "You blew up my house, did you kill him!?" he asks.
"Why does it matter?" I ask, tying my towel on my waist as I walk out, noticing Hyunjin was gone from the bed. My head darted all over, and I saw him hiding. My eyes softened.
"Because he's my money maker! He's expensive!" Mr. Hwang yelled into my ear.
"Well, I have him now." I walk over to where Hyunjin is, hanging up the phone. "Come here, it's okay, I'm not gonna hurt you, please don't be afraid my sweets." I try to coarse him out.
Hyunjin cries and I soothe him, getting on my knees, and looking at him behind the couch. "No! My Dad told me who you are!" he whimpered.
"Your dad's a filthy liar, he just called me. He said he wanted to sell you." I tell him.
"W-Why?" His eyes filled with tears.
I shrug. "Please come out. Lets get you into a shower and get you some food." I smile, looking at how skinny he was.
"C-Can I have cake?" he asks.
I chuckle. "Of course."
His small body starts crawling to me, and latches onto me.
