strawberry shortcake

9. a stranger

Bold = when they speak in English
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Minho had woken up just a few minutes before midday, feeling rested but exhausted at the same time. His throat was on fire and his eyes hurt from crying.

There was a heavy feeling on his chest and he felt like bawling his eyes out once the events that took place only few hours ago came rushing to the front of his mind.

What the fuck did I do?

He sat up on the bed, running his hands through his hair. He remembered very well what went down and he couldn't help but feel dirty and ashamed of himself for submitting to Han so easily.

It took just a few words and touches and he let him do whatever. Minho didn't even notice his eyes fill up with tears as he continued thinking about everything that happened.

stupid stupid stupid so stupid

A sound of the door of his room opening made him pause in his crying session as he looked up. The person that stood before him however made him accidentally hiccup a little bit louder, taking the latter by surprise.

"Crying again bunny?" Jisung looked down on his cufflinks that he was still adjusting same as the rest of his suit. Only a quiet sob made his head snap up once again to face the sobbing Minho.

The older looked miserable. His face was puffy and slightly red from all the crying and lack of sleep. He was shivering under Jisung's intense gaze while he was trying his best to cover his bare lower body.

"I have a meeting in ten minutes. IN will take care of you today. You're free to walk around the house and do whatever you like, there are some exceptions but he will let you know about them if you were to overstep some boundaries." He slightly tugged at his tie to adjust it and ran a hand through his hair.

Minho quickly wiped away his tears and covered himself with the blanket to stop himself from shivering.

He had no idea who IN was, if he was good or bad, but he knew he wasn't in the mood for talking or walking or even being awake.

"Got to go, wish me luck bunny." Han patted Minho's hair and with a sigh left the room.

Minho could hear voices talking outside before he wasn't alone in the room anymore, but a noticeably younger boy approached him. His features resembled a fox and his curly brown hair looked extremely soft and fluffy.

"Hi," he said with a smile that Minho wasn't able to return. The boy watched him silently cry for a few seconds before he moved a bit closer to him. "Why are you upset?" He asked carefully, care enlacing his voice. Never mind the kindness of the younger Minho wanted to scoff at the stupid question.

Maybe because I got fucking kidnapped and am being used for pleasure of my 'owner'?!

He was too scared of a possible punishment, so he kept his mouth shut and only wiped away his tears that were still spilling out his eyes.

"Did he hurt you?" The boy asked again and moved closer to Minho as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

Did he hurt him? Not really. Minho did give him his consent after all, but he wasn't proud of himself for doing so.

"I'm Jeongin, what should I call you?" He asked again and Minho just looked down on his arms that were tightly wrapped around his knees, hugging them close to his chest as he tried his best to cover his bare lower body.

"I'm Lee know." He spoke up softly after a few seconds of thinking about the way he should introduce himself. "Rhino?"

Minho looked up at the seemingly confused boy and sighed before repeating himself once again. "Lee know." He had to agree, his voice sounded a bit raspier from all the crying, and also from the events that took place just a few hours prior.