(Unedited)Four days. Jisung keeps count of the days he has been held hostage. He tallys the days on the wall of the bathroom in a small unnoticed corner.
Each day he learns something new about Minho. Minho spanked him like a little kid and can't forget the feel of it. Minho has a kiddies strawberry flavoured toothpaste on the bathroom counter. It's unused, and quite odd.
Minho brushes his teeth without wetting the toothbrush first. Minho spanked his untouched ass hard and Han's body was aroused at it. How he does it, Jisung can't fathom. Minho eats raw tomato habitually. He bought Jisung granny smith apples earlier, and bought himself tomatoes.
Minho spanked-
Today is an important day. Minho told him this. They wake up really early in the morning, although, early mornings seem to be Minho's thing.
"How's your wound?" Minho asks, as he ushers Jisung into the passenger seat, closing the door behind him.
Jisung is wearing Minho's hoodie and sweat pants yet again. Stayville has the most bizarre weather in comparison to Boa. It's all sunny days, or windy gloomy days this side of State. Either one, never both.
"It's healing"Jisung answers softly after he clicked the seatbelt on subsequently.
Minho takes pride in this car. Jisung is painfully aware of this because anytime he is in it, Minho rambles on about it.
A 90s model Chevrolet. It's a standard car, really. Cherry red in colour, and visibly well taken care of.
Music dilutes the atmosphere of the ride as Minho drives. He doesn't sing along as usual, he just drives. Jisung misses the noise, the manic sing-alongs. At least those distract Jisung from thinking too seriously about Minho.
"Let's go. Find pretty clothes for a pretty boy yeah?" Minho says closely watching Jisung.
Jisung feels those eyes trace his face, hair, and body as he steps out of the car. Those eyes are drinking him shamelessly. Jisung can't help but feel coy at Minho's crudeness and words.
He is internally squirming and embarrassed at the same time.
They proceed to enter an expensive looking boutique at the shopping centre. It all is beautifully built to attract consumers. Jisung is amazed at the influx of people in areas like these. It is easy understand why they would flock to these places. Stayville is one big beautiful mess.
Upon entering the boutique, the smell of lavender greets Jisung. The boutique only hails only refined gorgeous things, from the clothes down to the owner of the place.
The man has to be the owner. He exudes confidence and regalty.
"Mr Lee, what brings you here today?" The the man asks, glancing at Minho and Jisung.
Jisung directs his eyes elsewhere after he held brief eye-contact with the unknown man.
"I thought we moved past formalities Hyunjin.... You break my heart " Minho says dramatically clutching his chest.
Mentioned man, Hyunjin, chuckles weakly as his eyes twinkle charmingly. He is wearing a rather short cropped top. It's lavender with leather flared pants. It compliments his utterly lovely long blonde hair.
"You're so stupid you know...who've we got here ?" He replies
"This is-
"Jisung, nice to meet you" Jisung supplied bravely, cutting a perplexed Minho off.
"Nice to meet you too Jisung. I'm Hwang Hyunjin, call me Hyunjin" The shop owner smiles.
"Okay...and I'm Minho. Now that everyone knows who's who, let's get my baby some clothes."

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FanfictionMinho came in like a hurricane in a desert. He came for the petty cash, diner money, and maybe some pancakes. Not Han Jisung. Yet, he stole money, jewellery, and Han Jisung-the waiter- too. Now what ? (Will have beginner level written violence and s...