Abducted; Namjin

Chapter Fifty Seven

Jung Hoseok

"You know...I'm slightly disappointed. I assumed you'd be angry or just a bit disgruntled. You don't even look that upset to have your friend abducted away from you."
I ignore Jooheon and continue eating my pudding with rapt interest. It's really delicious.
He moves to my side and leans on his arm, staring at me with equal rapt attention. Sighing, I put down my spoon and side eye him. "Can I help you?"
     "You're truly not mad or upset?" He actually looks more upset at the concept.
     Looking down at my pudding cup, I shrug. "No, I'm not."
     "And why aren't you?"
    I sigh loudly, a bit over dramatically, and glare at him. "Well, for one, I had always planned to be separated from them. We had a deal, remember? I knew this was coming. I knew I would not be with them when they left here. I didn't want to be." I pause. "This was coming anyway."
     "But you didn't even get to say goodbye to your friend. Namjoon hurt you. You aren't worried about your human?"
     I take a breath. "I'm not. The problems with them only happened when I appeared back into their lives. They will be fine without me."
     He tsks. "Well. Aren't you being overly noble. He assaulted you and abducted your best friend away and you aren't even upset in any way? Is this a norma human reaction?"
    "Why do you care either way?" I ask, annoyed. "I'm just being honest. I'll miss Jin but Taehyung mentioned that they wouldn't be gone forever. I'm sure maybe one day I'll be able to see him again. At this point it's better to have space, though."
     He grunts in displeasure. "I don't like it."
     I turn in my seat and focus my attention fully on him. "Why not? Aren't you fucking obsessed with me? You have me here all alone and can do whatever. Do you no longer want me because I've been touched by Namjoon again? I was pure and now I'm not, right? At least in your eyes." I scoff. I wasn't a virgin with women but I was with men. Until that happened. It was my first time with a man in this life.
     He observes my face, leaning forward and running a finger down my cheek. I keep my face apathetic and don't move.
     Shaking his head, he moves away first and I turn back to my pudding. I can see him pacing in my periphery.
     "It's not that I no longer want you because you're impure. I simply don't want to follow after my brother's footsteps and do anything you don't want. I strive to be opposite him in every way. I will wait until you want my touch."
    I scoff. Fat chance.
    "Then I guess this agreement won't benefit you at all. I won't ever ask for you to touch me." I'll just be single as a Pringle this life, I guess. Not like I didn't expect as much anyway.
     He laughs. "You really think so? I think I can change your mind."
     I hold my hands out in a welcoming gesture. "I'm all for you giving it your all. I'm just being honest. Just because Jin and Namjoon are gone does not mean I'm going to break down and jump into your arms begging you to take me like some stupid damsel. I'm still the same as I was before." Rolling my eyes.
    "A damsel?"
    "Nevermind. A earth thing." Sighing, I stand up and stretch. "I'm tired so I'm going to bed." I walk past him to the door but before I can leave, I'm pulled to a stop as Jooheon grabs my shirt.
     I look at him in confusion.
     His smile is wicked. "I said I would not fuck you without your permission. I didn't say anything else of the arrangement would change. You're mine now. You will sleep in my bed. All of your things have already been moved to my quarters."
     I stare at him, trying not to show my shock. Shit. Of course I forgot that little detail. Gritting my teeth, I nod once. "Fine. I'm going to shower and go to...our bed." Saying that took a lot out of me. Ugh.
    He releases me. "I expect you to be in bed waiting for me when I return from my duties." He presses his lips to my ear. "I'll have someone leave some clothes out for you for when you get out of your bath."
     I resist the urge to smack him away. "Fine." Through a tight smile, I dip under his arm and book it down the hall, feeling his eyes on me.
    This...this isn't going to end well for me. I can feel it now. He's playing a game. A game he clearly plans to win. Perhaps I can't predict the future and maybe one day I will give in. Either way I don't plan to make it that easy for him. I'm not an easy ho, thank you very much.
    I'd never even considered myself gay in this life, either. Namjoon excluded. Jooheon isn't not handsome. I can't deny that. It's just...I don't like that fact I've always only looked at women and now....
     Am I an opportunist gay now? Is that a thing? I'm a man and I like sex...however I know the chances of me meeting any type of woman in my future is slim to nil. I can accept that—albeit begrudgingly.
     Doesn't mean I'm gonna turn into a slut for the stupid alien. I have more pride and morals than that.
     Besides, maybe playing this little game with him will distract me from the deep rooted feelings I'm hiding. Maybe I do feel a little hurt. A tiny bit. I shouldn't. I'm glad they are gone to work on their issues.
     Honestly...I'm not really mad about what happened with Namjoon. Jin wasn't there. I know he wasn't actively being a jackass and doing that to me on purpose. I felt what he was feeling. It was terrifying and I was more upset with myself for not putting up a bigger fight. We were both at fault but I do want them to work out.
     If I'm out of the picture then maybe Jin can forgive him eventually and they can be a family. That would be nice. Maybe I can once again be around in the future to witness their little family.
     Hopefully Jin won't hate me for not being stronger and ruining their relationship. I mean after all, if they don't work out then...everything I've don't answer suffered would be for nothing and I can't accept that.