The Demon In My Basement || Taekook

Chapter 3

Jeongguk woke up with an intense amount of back pain. His head hurt and he felt himself groan in pain.

Where was he again? Oh right, the weird basement that was getting insanely colder with each move he did, yet something felt off. The tried to move but he couldn't, he was tied to a chair.

He panicked moving his hands, trying to free himself, but the ropes only burried deeper into his wrists, making him yelp in pain.

"N-no! P-please save me!" He yelled through the basement, the sound bouncing off the white walls.

His voice was raspy, and eyes burning from the cold, but he thought at least his sister would hear or even notice that he was gone.

"Oh Ggukie. No one can hear you." A deep voice echoed through his ears, and he quickly turned around to the place I was coming from to see who was there. "Hey! Please save me! Please! I'll do anything."

Tears blurred his vision, slowly sliding down his maroon dusted cheeks. Hope filled him for a moment, scanning the junk of the dusty room.

"Hey, hey. Shh. I'm not going to hurt you." The voice was getting louder, from the back where boxes have been placed on top of each other.

Jeongguk looked over them, hoping the person could help him, totally ignoring everything he was saying, his mind clouded with a little happiness that someone was with him.

"Please, save me! Are you locked here too?" He questioned with big doe eyes, that sparkled under the dim light he was under.

He didn't get a response but a laugh after a few minutes of silence. What was there to laugh about? This didn't seem like a funny situation to Jeongguk, and by the way the stranger acted, he honestly sounded like didn't take any of this seriously.

He also didn't know what to think of the stranger, since the tone and deepness of the voice sounded familiar to him, way more than it should. "Oh Gguk, I'm certainly not locked here."

"W-who are you? And how do you know my name?!" It wasn't funny, any of it. But the stranger seemed to laugh his ass off of Jeongguk asking primitive questions. "You really wanna know, cutie?"
Honestly, he didn't somewhere deep inside of him, but curiousity took over him like a cat.

"I-I do.. did you kidnap me?" He asked so many questions, yet he only got few answered. The stranger slowly stepped out of the dark, Jeongguk carefully watching him get closer.

The boy was slow, slowly appearing in the dim light that shined onto Jeongguk from the ceiling. His figure was now in the light, Jeongguk preserving him, eyes widening in fear as the figure shadow casted onto Jeongguk's trembling body. No. No, no, no!

One thing he was afraid the most became his reality. A boy with dark hair stood in front of him, horns on his head, eyes dark with a glint of red in them. Red like a blood, which Jeongguk was honest, he will soon see. His body shook in fear.

"Hey Ggukie~ Missed me?" Jeongguk heard this and shook his head quickly. "N-no! Please someone save me! Mina, please!" He yelled as much as he could, wiggling in the seat trying to wiggle out of the rope his hands were tied with, but nothing happened. All he earned from all of this was a chuckle from the elder.

"Oh Gguk, you know no one will save you, right? Nobody knows about this basement, only you baby~" his voice was sweet yet harsh. It send another wave of tears in his eyes.

Will he be here stuck forever? Will he never see anyone again? What about Jimin? He cried, harshly sobbing. Taehyung smiled, but not with a sweet smile.

"Oh Ggukie, don't cry. I won't hurt you if you'll be a good boy and listen to what I say, alright?" He cooed at the younger, grabbing him by the chin and tilting his head upwards.

Jeongguk still sobbed, shaking his head. "N-no, please let m-me go." His voice was weak, legs shaking, kicking his legs at Taehyung, and surprisingly kicking him in the shin.

The demon yelped, jumping off to the side. Jeongguk's kicking stopped and realized a fact that his legs were free! He stood up, running up the stairs with the chair still behind his back, quickly reaching the exit which was a little bit open.

Jeongguk's eyes lit up, stairs almost breaking from the harshness and aggressiveness of his footsteps, but that was the last thing he thought about, right now he had to break free!

The entrance was so close, so close yet so far. He was almost there, tears appearing again his chair almost tipping him over. A hint of happiness was in his eyes, but not for too long.

The chair fell off with the rope, giving him better access to run, only to be stopped at that moment by a strong pair of arms, wrapping around his waist.

His happiness was gone, fear replacing it not dearing to turn around. "Gguk, I warned you." His voice was now deep with sign of annoyance in it, pressing his body up to Jeongguk's.

He didn't move an inch, waiting for what will happen next like a scared cat. 'why won't you wiggle out you idiot?!' he yelled at himself in his mind.

He wanted to run, but his body wasn't listening to him. It was like he was stuck.

"I told you to be a good boy, and yet, you're playing with me like this." He pressed his lips onto Jeongguk's neck, gliding them slowly across the soft exposed flesh. Jeongguk shivered at the movement.

"Why did you kick me? Why aren't you a good boy for  daddy?" He growled pinching the younger's waist tighter, making him since in pain.

"P-please, l-let me g-go." We said more softly, a deep blush taking over his face. He squeezed the loser's arms, wiggling a little.

"Hmm? Do you think you deserve it? Do you think I'll let you leave without any sort of punishment?"

Jeongguk's eyes widened, more tears gathering up in his eyes. He knew what type of punishment he meant, he was an Incubus after all.

"N-no! P-please! I-I'll be a g-good boy!" He pleaded, whined and wiggled, tears running his puffy cheeks. "Alright then, prove it baby."

His hands unwrapped from Jeongguk's waist, standing there for a while. Jengguk was confused for a while, but got the hint.

Taehyung wanted to see if he'll run away. The door was literally centimeters apart, and if he was fast enough, he could leave. It was so close, but so was Taehyung.

This is a question of life and death. Maybe if he runs away, he won't get caught by the demon who now flew off into the darkness of the basement. This was a perfect opportunity, to run, be free.

He shook with fear and excitement, watching the soft light coming from the nearly closed door.

Jeongguk looked at it, clenching his fists. "Alright Jeongguk, this is the only opportunity to run, but he might also catch me and rape me, or even kill me!"

Jeongguk screamed in his mind, licking his lips, closing his eyes. Taking a deep sigh, he legs shook. 'I'm gonna...'
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To be continued.