ᵈᵃʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ | ᶜʰᵃⁿᵐⁱⁿˢᵘⁿᵍ

only yours

"What's your safeword?" Chan interrogated Jisung before they entered Hannah's room. "Sunflower. Can w-"

Chan turned to his men before the boy could finish, telling them that none of them were allowed in the room unless Chan knocked on the door. They all nodded, and then Chan's attention was back on the brunette.

"Are you-" "Master." Jisung stopped the older, taking his hands in his own, which seemed to ease the older's nerves. "I'm okay. You're okay. I know the safeword. You know the safeword. Can we just go?"

The older male hung his head with a sigh, nodding. "Let's go."

With that, the duo entered the room that held Hannah. She had been moved to a different room, one more akin to a small bedroom.

The girl's room was split with a bulletproof wall of glass so that Chan and Jisung could visit her without her being handcuffed. All of this was per Jisung's request. He felt it was unfair to have her restrained to that table.

Chan was doing anything and everything his beloved wanted, even if it made him upset. He didn't think Hannah deserved any kind of special treatment since she threatened the life of his precious baby boy.

"Chan! Jisung! Hi!" Hannah exclaimed happily, earning a small wave from the brunette and a dismissive nod from the older as he stood behind the couch.

Hannah rolled her eyes at her older brother, her attention soon drawn to Jisung who sat on the couch on one side of the glass wall. Hannah mirrored his action, sitting on the bed opposite him.

"Thank you for the room." Hannah beamed, her eyes glued to the small brunette. Jisung nodded, "You're welcome."

Hannah glanced between her brother, who was glaring daggers into her soul, and the brunette ahead of her. "So, how long have you two been together?"

Jisung started to respond, but Chan beat him to it, "Two months." "That's a lot longer than I thought." Hannah thought out loud, earning a huff from her brother. He wasn't amused with her commentary so far.

"Is he your first boyfriend?" Hannah asked Jisung, causing the boy's cheeks to flush red as he stumbled to say the right words. "Oppa and Master are my first real boyfriends, yes."

Chan's brow raised at the smaller's words, wondering what he meant by 'real boyfriends' and who could have beat him to the boy first.

Hannah noticed the look on the older's face, rushing to question Jisung on what he meant.

"My friend and I dated for a few months when we were younger, but it wasn't anything more than a small crush." Jisung spoke softly, trying to not say who it was in hopes that Chan wouldn't become upset. Wishful thinking.

Hannah cooed, clasping her hands together, "Awe, that's so sweet. I love young love." Jisung nodded at her statement, becoming uneasy with the glaring eyes behind him.

"How did you meet Chan and Lee Know?" Hannah inquired, already knowing the answer. She was well aware of Chan's obsession over the brunette. He'd been watching Jisung since before she left the family. But, Hannah was an instigator, always has been.

Jisung gulped, not really knowing how to respond. But, he was lucky because Chan answered for the smaller, "We met at the park."

The conversation continued like that for about twenty minutes, just Hannah asking questions about their relationship to both rile Chan up and in order to get to know Jisung.

The air became thick with tension once again as Hannah questioned if Jisung were going to stay.

The brunette furrowed his brows in confusion, "What do you mean?" "Like, when they give you a choice to leave. Are you going to stay? Or will you go back to your friends?"

Jisung remained confused, but he couldn't question the girl, or Chan, any further since Chan called the safeword immediately after.

Jisung slowly stood up to leave, Hannah's words repeating in his mind as he followed the older out of the room.

Chan was immediately pulling the younger towards a room at the end of the hallway, locking the door once inside.

"Who?" "Who what?" Jisung furrowed his brows, Chan turning to face the smaller, his eyes filled with fury, jealousy, and pain. "Who was your first boyfriend."

"Master, it wasn-" "Was it Felix?" Jisung fell silent, the silence answering Chan's question. "I fucking hate that freckled bitch." He seethed, clenching his fists.

"Master, please." Jisung whined, taking hold of one of Chan's hands. Chan allowed this but continued his questioning through gritted teeth, "When?"

The smaller sighed, "Shortly after he moved here. We were only eleven, it wasn't anything serious."

So it was right before we met, Chan thought to himself, trying to align the time-frame in his head.

Chan didn't understand why he was distraught by this information, but he was. It's not like Felix beat him to anything.

Maybe it's purely because he already hated the boy that it made him so furious. If it were someone else, would he even care?

Jisung gently tugged on the older's sleeve, trying his best to not cry at how nervous and slightly panicked he was. He hated the look in Chan's eyes, it being similar to the way Chan looked at him the night he took his innocence.

"Master." The smaller began, "I'm only yours, you don't have to worry about that. You and Oppa are the only people I see."

Chan's wandering eyes snapped to meet Jisung's glossy ones, and before Jisung could properly react, Chan had the boy pinned to the top of the desk that sat in the center of the room.

With his back resting on top of the hard wood, his arms pinned above his head, and his legs wrapped around the older male, Jisung was trapped.

"Say it again." Chan requested in a soft, yet stern, tone as he leaned down to kiss the boy's neck. "Who do you belong to?"

"You, Master." Jisung whined.

Chan's free hand slipped under the smaller's t-shirt, roaming his torso. "Louder."

Jisung sighed against the older's touch, loving yet hating the feelings he was experiencing. "Master." He moaned out as the older bit a love bite onto his shoulder.

Grinning against the smaller's skin, Chan was getting lost in the soft sounds his beloved was producing from his every touch. He could listen to him all day. And he just might.