Rare

14th part

Yoongi was shook awake by a loud clunk. His head shot to the side of the room where the sound had come from on reflex. There was a metallic bucket rolling over the cement floor. Its impact was what had woken him. The bucket still had some water pouring out of it as it rolled along, and it was when he saw that, that Yoongi realized, he was soaking wet. His hair and clothes clung to his body and a harsh shiver forced itself through him. He was sitting on the cement floor, next to the bucket. His hands were shackled and most likely tied to the roof, because they were forced to stretch fully above him.

"Oh, look who's finally awake." An unfamiliar voice spoke. Yoongi hadn't noticed that there was anybody else in the room. His head shot forward, towards the voice. Into his vision came a smiling alpha face. At least he assumed it was an alpha. It smelled like one. The man was almost standing on top of him, and he could feel the heat from the other's breath on his face due to their closeness.

Yoongi looked away again, but not only a second after was his head forced back by the man's hand on his chin. "Don't be rude." He was still smiling. A very creepy smile if you were to ask Yoongi, but then again, maybe that was just from the lighting. The whole room was dark, except a small stripe of light which Yoongi assumed to come from an open door somewhere behind him.

"Yes." the man said, moving his face even closer with shifting eyes, studying him.

"You are absolutely disgusting. It's perfect." When he finally let go of the omega's chin, he pretty much threw his face to the side. Alpha strength was no joke and Yoongi felt his whole body be thrown along with it, as far as the chains would allow. He had shackles on his feet too, he realized, when they started digging into his ankles.

The man was laughing maniacally, pacing around in the room, his footsteps echoing. "You're perfect. My brother is going to absolutely hate you." Yoongi should probably feel more insulted by being called disgusting, but he was too genuinely confused about the situation to actually pay mind to it. He assumed that this was the man that had bought him, but if he had gone through the trouble of spending a fortune on an omega, why was he so happy that it was a disgusting one? The man was for one nothing like what Yoongi had expected. He had expected an old, retired army soldier that would throw himself over him even before he had even woken up. Well, for all he knew this man could have raped him in his sleep as well.

Still, against his beliefs and what he had learned in school, this alpha seemed young and much more handsome than those alphas that had brought him here. His hair was dark, skin tan and he had big round eyes and a long nose. His cheekbones were amplified by the faint light and the scary smile that was still wide on his face.

"How old are you?" The man asked, trailing his hand fingers over Yoongi's bare and wet neck. Yoongi tensed and tried to yank his hand to grab the other man, but the shackles prevented it. He could feel the metal bore into his wrists.

"The guards told me you were a feisty one." The man chuckled and removed his hand. The omega stayed tense, refusing to let himself relax even for a second in front of this predator. "Luckily." He said smugly, "I know just how to fix that."

The man seemed like he was standing up to leave for a moment, but then he suddenly turned back around, his hand flinging forward and slapping the omega across the face with full power. Yoongi released a silent scream, his whole body was forced to the side, the chains burned around his wrists, and he felt the alpha's hand imprint itself onto his cheek. Something warm trailed down from his lips. Blood. Yoongi let his frame stay frozen and kept his eyes plastered on the floor. A breathy laughter echoed through the room.

"Now, what do you say huh? I asked you how old you are." Silence. There was no way he was going to answer this man. He refused to give him that satisfaction. How many times hadn't Yoongi been hit before? He scoffed internally. This was nothing. He had to admit though, it was a while since he had been hit like this. After he was bought, all alphas and guards suddenly had to be a lot more careful not to hurt "the goods". He hadn't really felt their full wrath since his leg was shot back when they tried to escape from the school and even that was most likely an accident. One thing the omega felt himself wondering though, was why the man was even asking. There was no way it didn't say his age in the files. Finally, the man's dumb smile died down and flared nostrils replaced it.