Curious, he looked both ways and saw no sign of his Chan Hyung around.
He'd crossed this bookcase a few times now, however, he never noticed anything like this here before. Because why would his boss have a secret room lying hidden in his house? Totally not because he was a murderer... right?
Bringing his lower lip between his teeth, he chewed on it lightly contemplating whether to go inside or not.
Pros: He'd know more about his crush and find out about his secret hobbies or other things...?
Cons: His secret hobbies might include torturing people or keeping prisoners, or maybe dead bodies.
Well, at least he'd know no matter which of the two it was.
Pleading for the best outcome, he stepped inside, being met with complete and utter darkness. Instantly upon his entrance, the door automatically slammed closed behind him, trapping him inside the pitch-black space.
Jeongin let out a squeak of distress and pushed the door violently in alarm, but to no avail, it did not budge.
Calm down, calm down, he whispered to himself and took several deep breaths trying to relax his thumping organs, Find a light switch
He flipped around, resting his back on the door. His eyes had adjusted to the darkness, and he could make out two walls on either side of him, and further in, an opening.
With trembling steps, he trodded lightly.
Just as his foot entered the opening, leaving the mini hallway, the room lit up with dark maroon lights, revealing the terrifying contents inside.
Horrified, Jeongin covered his mouth with both of his hands as a deep baritone robotic voice greeted, Welcome Christopher.
The wall in front of him was covered in shelves, and straps containing all sorts of weird... gadgets. Upon closer inspection, were handcuffs, whips, vibrators, dildos, corsets.
Peeling his eyes away from the erotic gadgets, his cheeks were flared red. On the right side was a king-sized bed, with dark silk sheets, placed neatly onto it, and even more chains, canes, lubricants placed on the bedside table.
Just as he was inspecting around, his eyes caught on to the computer set up, parallel to the bed on the other side of the room.
At this point, Jeongin just wanted out. He'd seen enough and he needed time to cope with all that he saw. His crush's secrets, his... hobby. The man he'd been sleeping with had a hidden dungeon behind his bookcase containing sex toys and a bed yet he never bothered telling him?
He didn't leave.
The brunette had spotted the cameras placed in all corners of the room so he'd get caught anyways. Striding, up to the computer which was turning on by itself (probably wired to a sensor or something), he sat down on the rotating chair and clicked on the only user visible, User 1.
The computer desk was connected to a few speakers around the room as well as an air purifier and had several candles scattered beside the keyboard and mouse pad. All of different shapes and sizes.
Surprisingly, there was no password to the user and the windows loading screen appeared. He guessed it to be windows 10 with the logo and design.
Newly updated, huh?
His expectations of finding a normal desktop were crushed with a fucking hammer.
Because instead of a normal computer opening up to normal background, this one opened to a paused lewd video.
What's wrong with a grown man watching porn? Nothing, absolutely nothing.
But if it's his best friend in the video, that's a whole new story.
A lean man laid on his back on a bed, creepily familiar to the one behind him. His sculpted arms tied above his head to the headboard with a pair of handcuffs, and a black satin ribbon tied around his eyes.
He was stark naked, from his thin neck down to the deep depressions above his collarbones, faint lines of his six-pack heaving up and down due to his heavy breathing and the frequent erotic cries eliciting from his mouth. His legs were spread wide apart and a vibrator was shoved up his ass for god knows how long, considering the stains on his stomach.
Jeongin furrowed his brows in discontent as he noticed the trickles of sweat that trailed down his forehead.
The man threw his head back and parted his plump lips. His wet blonde hair stuck onto his skin, as he arched his back and let out an unholy whimper.
Not being able to take in the increasing sound of the male's voice and nude, Jeongin squinted his eyes and looked away from the screen, his heart beating louder than he could ever imagine, but how could that be since he could feel an emptiness where the organ should have been.
Just as the little began pausing the video, a familiar voice was heard from the recording
"How about 30 more minutes, Hyunjin?"
"N-no please" he begged
Whipping his head back to the screen, a back of which he had learned every curve and dip of from running his hands on had now entered the video.
This time he slammed his finger down on the space bar and jumped off the chair. A whimper of his own left his mouth, however, his was filled with agony.
He roughly bit down on his fingers and his eyes became teary.
How long had Chan been with Hyunjin? Does Chan not like him the way he did? Was it all for his body only?
He gritted his teeth, forming a tic in his jaw as he stormed back to the door and spotted a black button to presumably open the door. And so he pressed it, making the door fling open.
He stormed out of the door and went to the TV room and slipped on his shoes with tears escaping his eyes.
Why was he crying?! It made him mad! Chan used him as one of his toys! Even if he didn't he still had videos of Hyunjin saved and opened!
Jeongin roughly wiped away his tears and stood straight and swirled around.
There he stood.
Looking pale as if he'd seen a ghost when in reality he saw the open door which meant to be hidden.
