DADDY ISSUES | JM

12: burger king.

your name

My eyes widen at his sentence. I get punished? Is he going to hit me for opening the door? I stop sucking on my thumb and instantly sit up as he makes his way to the edge of the bed, standing right in front of me at the side, my eyes are fixed on him. I tremble and get nervous.

He would never hit me or hurt me. Daddy Jimin is the nicest person I've ever got to meet and I'm sure, he'd never hurt me intentionally. I'm 100% percent convinced by that. But I'm still scared, not knowing what's awaiting me as he's hiding something behind his back. I can hear it vibrating.

He takes one hand from his back, softly smiling at me as he places his hand on my bruised cheek, caressing it. "My little Darling," He speaks up and I gulp, not looking away. I know he's mad. I can sense it but why is he being so smiley? Is he trying not to scare me off?

"What did I tell you when I left to work?" Another gulp leaves my throat. He wants to know the answer as his hand slowly travels down my chin as he's holding onto it with his index finger and thumb. Tears build in my eyes. Did I disappoint him? I'm so incompetent and useless. I sob. "I'm s-sorry I opened the door... I-"

I'm not able to finish off my sentence as he cuts me off with gritted teeth, pulling my face closer to his as our faces are now only a few inches away from each other. "Did I fucking tell you to apologize?" I close my mouth and a tear rolls my cheek as guilt hits me and I pout unintentionally. I feel so dumb.

"You're such a dumb little girl. Are you aware of that?" He says, furiously and wipes away my tear with his thumb. I squeeze my eyes shut. "Y-You-" I suddenly feel his grip around my neck and instantly open my eyes, piercing right through his, feeling quite scared. But he obviously clarifies that I deserve it.

I deserve to be punished and learn my lesson and I'm actually okay with it if it's him. But I still feel kinda panicky as I look at him. He's just so scary when he's mad. And I hate this side of him. I expected him to actually cuddle me up and make me feel comfy but I never expected him to come up with a punishment. What is he even planning?

"How do you address me, little girl? It's Daddy for you, Little One" He suddenly tightens his grip around my neck and I gasp. "Repeat."

"Daddy said that I'm not a-allowed to open the d-door but I d-disobeyed him and I shouldn't h-have done that," I stutter, fearful not looking him in the eyes. "Hey," He sternly says and I focus my orbs on him again. "Next time you talk you look me in the eyes, is that clear?" He adds. I nod eagerly.

He loosens his grip on my neck. "I forgot something. Lay down," He demands, sounding serious, and still hides that weird vibrating thingy and walks back to the drawer as I lay down, my peepers not leaving his sight. He closes the drawer after taking out something again and turns back to me.

"Eyes shut," He demands again and I immediately close my eyes, nervously. "Get your head up a little bit," I lean forward still laying down, and tightly ball my hands into fists. I'm eagerly craving my pink giraffe.

I feel a soft material hitting my eyes as Jimin tightens some kind of blindfold behind my head. "D-Daddy, I'm scared," I confess, my heart pounding faster against my chest. "As you should. You need to learn your lesson and you better obey next time," He says, not joking at all, which makes this situation even more difficult. He's so serious about this.

"I want your hands. Relax, Baby," He mentions. I lay down my head again and open my eyes. It's completely black and there's not even a bit of light to be seen. He must've noticed that I'm scared witless. But I still trust him with whatever he does.

I forward my hands, shivering. "You're so beautiful, you know that?" A tingling sensation spreads through my stomach at his compliment and sweetness. He's distracting me while cuffing both my hands as metal lightly hits my wrist. "D-Daddy, what's that?" I ask him and he responds in no time. "Cuffs."