Inspiration of my dreams | Mingi x everyone

Chapter 5

Three days later everything was different. Hongjoong wasn't asked to go to Mingi. Yeosang was feeling better and calmer, Mingi didn't want him around either. He was smiling more, having more fun and right now he was giggling at Seonghwa and San, who were still fighting over who's better. Jongho and Yunho were cuddled and were watching something on one of their phones. Wooyoung was the only one who was asked to go to Mingi. However even if the rest didn't have much work but still got their money, the tension was rising.
Hongjoong was laying in bed, overthinking the situation over and over again. Mingi coming here drunk as fuck, wanting to cuddle him, being gentle and nice to him. However he didn't even see him after that and this was what made him feel so sad.

"No!" San yelled and then a loud noise followed. "You idiot!" The rest of the boys laughed as Seonghwa was laying on the ground and was looking at San. He looked hurt and that made San switch his laughing face to a worried one. "Are you okay?!" He asked, Hongjoong opened the door and looked at them confused. San stretched his hand towards Seonghwa and helped him get up. "Let me help you," he whispered and took him in his arms going straight to the living room. He placed him slowly on the couch.
"Did you all see that?" Yunho asked, confused about what was going on here.
But before anyone said anything the door was opened and the manager entered the house.
"The boss needs Yeosang." He announced and was about to leave, but Hongjoong who was still at his door looked at him and shook his head.
"No way... I will go."
"You know that he will kill us both and might also kill Yeosang aftowerwards." The manager explained. The genuine fear in his eyes didn't even get Hongjoong.
"I don't care. I will go and I will take care of it," he pulled the door and closed it. On the way towards the door, he looked at everyone who he was able to see, and all of them looked worried. All of them were fearing that Hongjoong won't come back.
"I don't know if this is a good idea," the manager stopped him.
"Hyung, I will go." Yeosang also tried to stop him, but Hongjoong looked at both of them for one last time before pushing the manager off of his path and went straight to the bigger house.
Then the staff led him to Mingi's office.
As Hongjoong entered, Mingi turned around and froze. He asked for Yeosang, and this wasn't him. But the problem wasn't that Mingi didn't want Hongjoong. No. The problem was that he wanted him way too much.
"You're not Yeosang." Mingi whispered, turning back around.
"You wrecked him. I came here because I don't want to see him like that ever again." Hongjoong explained and made a few steps.
"I don't like when my people are not obeying me." He continued, but he didn't dare to turn around and see him. The moment he looked at him he would start feeling weird again, so the only thing he could do was to ignore him and try to ignore those feelings. "I won't wreck him."
"I said no! You won't see him again, you hear that?" Hongjoong yelled, approaching him. Every single one of the others would never even dare to talk to him like that, but what he did after was even braver. "Look at me and fucking tell me that you won't touch him ever again!" he hissed, grabbing Mingi's body and turning him around.
"Did yo just yell at me?" Mingi's low and calm tone made Hongjoong feel shivers. He tried to take a deep breath, but Mingi's hand quickly grabbed him by the neck and pushed him onto the chair. Hongjoong's body fell on it, his eyes not leaving Mingi's alone. "Answer me!" Mingi yelled.
"I did." Hongjoong's quiet and husky voice broke something in Mingi. However, Hongjoong had just disobeyed. Now he had to be punished.
"Get up," Mingi grabbed him by the blouse and dragged him after himself all the way to his bedroom.
Once they were inside, the door was locked and Mingi pushed him onto the bed. Hongjoong waited for the consequences. He had a plan, but for now Mingi had to be sure that he was in charge.
Hongjoong tried to move his hands, in order to make himself more comfortable, but Mingi hurried and locked them one by one. He moved to Hongjoong's legs and locked them too, now he was stretched towards the edges of the bed and Mingi was on top of him.
"You are sick. You like me, you want me. You don't want any of the rest!" Hongjoong yelled.
"Cocky." Mingi hissed and got up. Soon, he came closer to Hongjoong again, holding a gag. He slowly made him open his mouth. The red ball was slowly put inside of his mouth. "Now you won't be able to talk!"
Mingi smirked and caressed Hongjoong's cheeks.
"I love seeing you restricted. And also, you're way too cocky today." He said. His footsteps got distant and Hongjoong looked up to see where he was going. Then, Mingi slowly stepped closer. He was holding a whip. Hongjoong gulped.
"Oh, are you afraid now?!"
Some murmurs came out of his mouth. He was drooling and he couldn't control any part of it. But then, Hongjoong felt the whip on his tight jeans, Mingi was slowly moving it there, almost tickling. Hongjoong closed his eyes and tried to resist the pain that he was going to feel. However, Mingi stopped moving the whip and giggled. He didn't even hit him, yet Hongjoong looked like he was frightened to death.
"Seeing you so desperately trying not to look like a prey..." he said and got away from the bed. When he was back there, Mingi was holding a pair of scissors and started cutting Hongjoong's clothes.
Once fully undressed, Hongjoong felt the fear getting bigger. How come there was nothing that could possibly postpone or stop Mingi's actions. He only had to resist the pain and survive.
"Now you will learn not to mess up with me," Mingi started moving the whip slowly, caressing and thickling Hongjoong's skin. Hongjoong closed his eyes and waited for the pain. "This wasn't supposed to be you," Mingi hissed and just then Hongjoong felt the burning pain left from the whip on his stomach. He whined and his body convulsed, but Mingi didn't look like he was going to stop. "Yeosang knows how to deal with the pain." He said and hit him again, splashing the whip onto Hongjoong's chest. Tears were streaming down his face, and no matter how much pain he felt, Hongjoong started to feel ashamed too. These awful things were making him hard.
"Oh, I see you want more," Mingi smirked, but the answer was Hongjoong's negatively shaken head. "Mmm, okay, what about here?" He asked and the whip hit Hongjoong's genitals. This time he whined even louder, his body moving to the side so he could escape Mingi. He knew very well that he could't escape him, however he tried his best.
"Here?" Mingi continued asking, hitting and giggling after that. And soon, Hongjoong's body looked like he had been roasted on a grid grill. "You look amazing." Mingi smirked, got his camera and started aking pictures.
More murmurs came out of Hongjoong's mouth. It sounded like "What the fuck," but Mingi didn't even notice that. He continued taking pictures and the more he took, the more he wanted to leave the camera, turn his body around and fuck him. However he didn't want Hongjoong to feel any pleasure, so he just kept on humiliating him.
"I like that," Mingi grabbed his cock and moved it up, letting it fall back down. "Oh god, I love that," he continued and his hands were wandering around Hongjoong's body. "Are you getting harder?"
Hongjoong couldn't stop his mind from going back to the time where Mingi was normal with him. He couldn't stop going back to that night when Mingi just cuddled him. And he knew Mingi wasn't that bad. He was now just pissed.
"I think it's boring..." Mingi carefully removed the gag and looked at him. Hongjoong was afraid to say anything, but Mingi didn't look that bad right now. "You have to promise me you won't be too cocky, or else, the gag will be on the second after that!"
"I need water," Hongjoong uttered, his voice husky. He needed some time to rest and making Mingi get out of the room even to just ask someone for a glass of water was going to work out for him. So he watched as Mingi was walking towards the door. Hongjoong was left alone for a couple of seconds and he tried to relax. He looked at his body, all in red marks from the whip. But then, the door was opened and Mingi was back into the room.
"Soon," he whispered and came closer to Hongjoong.
Now his plan could be continued.
"How much time would you need me for?" He asked quietly.
"I don't know. Maybe the whole night?" Mingi questioned.
"I'm hungry." Mingi nodded. He went out again, Hongjoong smiling. In a moment Mingi was back and got closer.
"Can you let me go to the toilet?" Hongjoong asked, quietly, thinking that this time Mingi wouldn't be that generous. However, he started untieing his hands and legs one by one.
"Go," he told him and Hongjoong hurried to go. He locked himself into the bathroom and tried to think about it. Mingi was acting different. Yes he was mad, but he was... caring. He wouldn't do that for Yeosang. He needed to do something...
Then, Hongjoong turned on the water and spilled some on the tiles.
"Hongjoong?" Mingi asked.
"I just spilled some water on the tiles, I will be alright!" He said and then intentionally slipped on the water and fell down. "Ouch!" He yelled, his whole but in pain.
"What happened? You just told me that you will be okay! Unlock the door! Hongjoong, unlock the fucking door!" Migni was yelling, Hngjoong inside of the bathroom was whining. "HONGJOONG!"
"I can't reach it! It hurts so much! I think I cut myself too!" He continued. Mingi didn't even hesitate, he kicked the door opened and when he saw Hongjoong on the floor, he kneeled next to him. His hands slowly took his body and he moved it to the bed.
"Are you okay? Where did you cut yourself?"
"I thought here, but it was just because of the pain..." Hongjoong mumbled.
"Don't worry. I will bring some ice. It will feel better."
Hongjoong now knew one thing, Mingi cared about him more than he cared about any of the rest. And if the price to be taken care of meant that he had to be in excruciating pain, he didn't mind that at all.
"I don't want ice... Please just stay here," Hongjoong said before Mingi left. He slowly placed a hand on each of the bruises from the whip. "It hurts here... a lot more than when I fell..."
"Let me take care of you," Mingi whispered and removed the bondages. He put away the gag and opened ne drawer. He took out a little tube and read the small text on it. "This one should help feel your skin relaxed."
Then he slowly started putting cream on Hongjoong's skin, making sure that he wasn't in pain.