The Hooker Next Street || Jikook

☆51. A Token To Set Me Free☆

A/N: Hey, Sweethearts! Happy New Year. It's a little late♡

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"What happened? Did he tell anything?" Suga asked Daejung while being in an elevator with him.

"He is still asleep. Maybe the injection was too strong on him. But... Since you have instructed us to not touch him, he will be a pain in the ass. He won't tell anything like that. Atleast, allow a few punches" Daejung stated as the elevator stopped at the 80th floor and Suga just walked into a living room of an apartment to find Hoseok lying in one of the couches asleep.

"Don't let him know that I have told you people to not hit him. I myself would know many ways to make him speak up but I am not in army anymore and he is too mild for that. If he would be someone else, this work would've been a lot easier for me" Suga mentioned, picking a piece of Hoseok's hair bangs off his asleep face.

"I will take care of this matter from now, you may leave" Suga ordered Daejung.

"And what I am gonna tell Mr. Jeon?"

"Nothing for now" Suga replied and Daejung nodded before turning to walk into the elevator and left.

Suga walked around the room, picking up a remote and opening the blinds of all the glass walls of the living room as he took off his coat as he looked at Hoseok who was not wearing his jacket anymore and that yellow sparkling top was looking so beautiful on him, with his blonde hair messy all over.

Suga flipped Hoseok's hair back and tuck them on his ear gently as he pecked his hair, covering him with the blanket.

"If I wouldn't have taken this matter into my hands, Jungkook would have sent someone else for your life" Suga whispered while caressing Hoseok's cheek and chose to walk into a bedroom.

A few moment later Hoseok's sleep was disturbed because of the sunlight scattering through the now unshaded glass walls of the apartment's living room.

He abruptly sit up to find himself in a beautiful lush couch, a tray of breakfast infront of him on the coffee table along with a glass filled with orange juice.

"Wow..." Hoseok uttured while standing up to examine the view of the sky at front of him above the city but he realized his hands were tied at his back. And he felt the pain in his arm, he suddenly remembered he was... injected and... abducted.

His eyes widened. He geared up to ran away but Suga walked back into the living with his hair all drenched, ruffling them with a towel, wearing a new pair of black jeans but no shirt at all. Making Hoseok to bump into him.

Hoseok screamed but Suga grabbed his mouth, picking him up on his shoulder while Hoseok kept wiggling his legs with inaudible screams for help.

"Leave me!" Hoseok kept protesting when Suga stow him on the couch. "I have never seen such a cunt like you in my whole life!" Hoseok added while trying to stand up from the couch but Suga pushed him harshly on it again.

"Save your energy for later and be a good boy for now" Suga directed with gritted teeth as he managed to grab Hoseok's struggling legs by ankles to tie them up together.

"Fuck off!" Hoseok added as he sit up, trying to stand up but failed because of his ankles tightly locked together with a rope now. "What the fuck is your problem?! Let me go! How dare you inject me, you creepy man?! What did you inject in me?!"

"I'm dying to keep you here either. Stop wasting my fucking time and tell me about those SD card"

"This fucking asshole... I don't know about them! Nothing! I don't know! Can't this shit get into your small filthy brain?" Hoseok yelled, he couldn't trust Suga anymore to even name Jimin's dresser in his living room.