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new style

As soon as Lee Know and Jisung arrived home, Chan was walking outside to help them bring in any bags.

"Did you find things you like, doll?" Chan questioned Jisung as he helped him out of the car.

Jisung only nodded, still quite weary of the older.

Chan lifted Jisung's chin, forcing the boy to make eye contact with him.

"When I ask you a question, I want an answer." His voice was calm but his eyes were cold.

"Yes," Jisung started, gulping back his fear and hatred for the male. "Master."

A grin tugged at the older's lips, "Good boy."

The praise made Jisung's cheeks light up but his stomach churn. He loved but hated the words, feeling a need to hear them but wishing it wasn't Chan to speak them.

The trio walked inside, carrying Jisung's many bags with them.

"Why don't you go up to your room and start putting your stuff away? Make it cozy. Hm?" Lee Know questioned the boy in a soft tone, earning a shy nod from the latter.

Jisung ascended up the stairs, and as soon as he was out of sight, Lee Know was pulling Chan towards the back patio.

Chan followed like a lost puppy, his brows furrowed in confusion at his boyfriend's actions.

Once the duo was outside, out of earshot of their beloved, Chan finally spoke up, "What's wrong, love?"

"There are missing person posters hung up in the mall." The blonde's eyes filled with sadness, "Somebody wants to take our beloved away from us."

Chan's eyes fell dark, hatred boiling inside of him.

How dare somebody think they can take my baby away from me?

Taking his boyfriend's hands in his, he tried to put on his best reassuring smile. "Don't worry, love. Nobody is going to take him away from us."

"But what are we going to do, honey?" Lee Know bit his lip, fear engulfing him.

Chan sighed, "We're just going to have to keep him inside for a few days. Let this blow over."

Lee Know hated the idea of locking Jisung inside the house, but he hated the idea of someone taking him away more.

"We should also alter his look." Chan added, earning a curious expression from his boyfriend.

"Are you suggesting we force him to have a makeover?" The idea sounded crazy to the boy.

The older shrugged, "We could dye his hair, maybe give him a haircut. Nobody would know. I mean, we've already started building him a whole new wardrobe."

He does have a whole new style, Lee Know thought.

"Can we ask him if he wants to first?" Lee Know's eyes plead for his boyfriend to not just do whatever he wanted, but he knew the chances were slim.

Chan's hands were placed on either side of the younger's face, a gentle smile tugging at his lips. "We don't have a choice, love. We can let him choose the color and style, but it has to be done."

The blonde sighed, his eyes falling to the ground as he nodded.

At least Jisung gets to choose something, he thought.

Both males went inside, heading towards the younger's bedroom.

As they walked inside, they could see Jisung putting up the books he bought earlier. There wasn't enough to fill the bookshelf but there was enough to keep him company and make it look more homey.

The blonde was alerted by their presence as Chan knocked on the doorway. "Hi, doll. Can we talk to you?"

Jisung nodded wearily, his heart pounding in his chest as the older was eyeing him with hungry eyes.

The trio sat on the bed, Jisung's eyes glued to the duvet.

Without knowing a better way of telling Jisung the news, Chan just blurted it out, "We're going to give your hair a makeover, so we need you to think about a color and style you'd like."

The younger's eyes finally met the duo's, confusion written in them.

"But I like my hair." His voice was soft as he added, "Why do I have to change it?"

Biting his lip, Lee Know leaned over to Chan, whispering in his ear that he didn't want to be involved in the discussion. Lee Know didn't want to see their beloved break down.

He was already fragile after being taken away from his friends, he didn't want to see his reaction to being told why he needed to alter his look.

Lee Know excused himself, leaving Chan and Jisung alone once again.

Chan's eyes met the blonde's, grinning as he saw the fear inside of them. He didn't know if he'd ever get over the way he made the younger feel.

"You need to choose a new style as we can't have people recognizing you when you go out."

Jisung paused before questioning, "Is this about the posters in the mall?"

Chan nodded, watching as the wheels turned inside of the boy's head.

"I'm never going home, am I?" His voice was small, shaking with fear. "I'll never see my friends again?"

"This is your home now." Scooting closer, Chan noticed the younger tense up. "If you're a good boy for us, then your friends can have visitation rights."

He paused before adding, "But until then, I want you to think of a new hairstyle to go with your new wardrobe."

Jisung nodded, his eyes falling back onto the duvet. "Yes, Master."