Stand By Me! | Jinkook

6. Dark room

A/n: Trigger warning - Abuse is mentioned in this chapter. If you are uncomfortable or triggered with it, Do Not read it.

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Seokjin found himself in a dark room, confusion washing over him. He tried to recall how he ended up there, but nothing seemed to answer his questions. Panic began to rise within him as he realized he was on the floor, his hands and legs bound. Frantically, he turned his head, searching for something - anything - but he didn't even know what he was looking for. Just then, he heard muffled noises. Desperate for help, he tried to shout, but before he could utter a word, the door creaked open, revealing a figure silhouetted in the darkness.

The man stepped inside slowly, and when he was close enough, he bent down to Seokjin's level. Seokjin scrunched his nose in disgust as the scent of alcohol and cigarettes wafted toward him.

"Well, well, well, my princess has woken up," the man said, his raspy voice sending chills down Seokjin's spine as he began to pat Seokjin's head softly.

Seokjin recognized that voice but couldn't place it. Squinting through the shadows, he tried to make out the man's face, but the faint moonlight streaming in wasn't bright enough. The man's hand moved slowly to Seokjin's cheek, caressing it lightly before his thumb brushed against Seokjin's lips. Instinctively, Seokjin shook his head to push the hand away, but the man seized his jaw harshly, forcing him to stay still.

"I've waited so long to touch you, my princess. Don't reject me like this; it hurts," the man said, his tone sorrowful yet twisted.

Fear gripped Seokjin. Who was this man, and what did he want? As silence stretched between them, the man's grip tightened, his nails digging into Seokjin's skin and drawing blood. Seokjin whimpered in pain, half hoping the man would feel pity. Instead, his eyes widened in horror as the man licked the blood from Seokjin's face.

"Sweet... now I can't wait to taste you whole," he whispered near Seokjin's lips.

Seokjin recoiled, instinctively trying to create distance, but the man was displeased. Suddenly, Seokjin felt a sharp sting as the man slapped him.

"Look what you made me do, princess. Aww... that must hurt a bit. That's why you should be a good boy and listen to me, okay?" the man said, feigning guilt.

Seokjin's heart raced, panic surging as he sensed the man was anything but remorseful. All he wanted was to escape and return to his father, but he couldn't remember how he ended up in this terrifying situation. Disgust washed over him as the man's hand found its way to his thigh, caressing it lightly before moving closer to his inner thigh near his crotch. His clothes were still on, but the threat was palpable. His heart thudded loudly in the silence of the room.

"That's my good boy. If you do as I say, I will give you everything my princess wants. But if you dare disobey me again, you will receive punishment. Okay, my princess?" the man said sweetly.

Seokjin could only remain silent, his eyes tightly shut. What was the use of looking when he couldn't see anything? A sudden tug on his hair jolted him, forcing a startled shout from his lips.

"I asked you something, boy. It's not good manners to keep your lover waiting," the man growled, his voice deep and menacing, sending chills down Seokjin's spine.

"O...okay," Seokjin stammered nearly inaudible, still not daring to open his eyes.

"Now that wasn't difficult, was it, princess?" the man purred, his voice softening again. "Look at me being impolite here: I didn't even feed you yet. My princess must be hungry after sleeping for so long. Since you've been a good boy until now, I'll give you something to eat."

After pressing a kiss to the cheek where he had slapped Seokjin, the man stood and moved toward the open door. "I'll be right back, princess," he said, before closing the door behind him.

Seokjin collapsed against the floor, the weight of his terror crashing over him as tears streamed down his face. He still couldn't remember how he ended up in this nightmare. Breathing heavily, he felt the panic rising in his chest, and suddenly he couldn't catch his breath. He attempted to take deep breaths to calm himself, but nothing worked, and darkness enveloped him as he heard someone call his name: "Seokjin."

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"Seokjin!" Jungkook shouted, shaking his husband's shoulders and gently patting his cheeks to wake him.
Seokjin's eyes shot open, gasping for air as panic gripped him. Jungkook's soothing voice broke through the fog of fear, reassuring him he was safe and that it was just a nightmare.
As Seokjin's breathing gradually steadied, Jungkook pulled him into a tight embrace, soothing his back and kissing his forehead while gently rocking their bodies.

After a while, Seokjin finally relaxed in Jungkook's arms, tightening his hold as Jungkook mirrored the action. They remained entwined for what felt like an eternity until Jungkook slowly released Seokjin, getting off the bed to grab a pill from the nightstand and a water bottle from the mini fridge. He handed it to Seokjin, who took it obediently. They crawled back into bed, Seokjin resting his head on Jungkook's chest, and he soon fell asleep again.

A tear slipped from Jungkook's eye as worry gnawed at him for his husband's well-being. It took a long time for him to settle into sleep, the echoes of Seokjin's fear still lingering in his mind.