Prisoner~Minsung✔️

5

Minho didn't reply.

"I'm not staying here!" Jisung protested banging on the door.

"It's unlocked you cute little idiot!" Minho chuckled from downstairs.

Jisung quickly ran down the stairs and chased after the man.

"Oh hello. You must be Jisung." A strange woman said.

"How do you know my name?"

"I'm Minho's mother." The woman said with a sweet smile.

"And I'm his father." The other man replied.

Jisung could only stare at everyone in shock.

"Okay this is not real this is just a weird dream. Wake up, wake up!" The boy mumbled in himself.

"It is not a dream, Jisungie." Minho scolded.

He was cooking something.

"Prove it." Jisung said stubbornly.

Minho scoffed.

"How?"

"Umm. Wait hold on I didn't think that through." Jisung mumbled his cheeks heating up.

"Here." Minho mumbled smacking his arm. Jisung whined in pain.

"Okay, okay!"

"Now, eat up." Minho chuckled as he forcefully set Jisung down. He placed food in front of the boy.

"Can you please give us some privacy?" Minho asked. His parents nodded and left the room.

Minho sat down in front of Jisung.

"Why aren't you eating?" He asked.

"You probably put poison in it." The boy protested. Minho huffed and grabbed Jisung's fork, taking a bite.

"See." M

"Okay then." Jisung sighed as he started to eat.

"You're so pretty." Minho murmured staring hungrily at Jisung.

The young boy fought his blush.

"Stop being horny and start eating." J

"Hush." Minho scoffed.

"I'm not eating if you're just going to be horny." Jisung protested getting out of his chair.

"I will tie you up if I have to." Minho replied as he quickly grabbed Jisung.

"No you won't." J

"Yes I will." The older said with a smirk. Jisung didn't look impressed.

So Minho reached in his pocket, grabbed some random ass piece of rope and gently tied Jisung's hands.

"What h-hey!" Jisung protested.

Minho forcefully sat him down again before tying Jisung's tied wrists to the table.

Then he sat back down.

"You're so mean." Jisung whined.

"No I'm not. You're mean!" M

"How old are you even?" J

"I'm not saying that." Minho huffed.

"Maybe you're just an old grandpa that's horny and needs di-" Jisung's sentence was interrupted when Minho taped his mouth shut.

The boy huffed angrily.

"That's better." Minho said as he smiled teasingly at the young boy.

Jisung glared at Minho.

"Let's watch a movie." Minho chuckled before untying the boy and handcuffing him to the couch.

Then he sat next to him and removed Jisung's tape.

Minho teasingly cuddled up to Jisung.

"Yah you pervert!" Jisung yelled.

"Hush. I know you like it."

"Ew don't ever say that sentence ever again. We've got this teasing thing but if it wasn't here you would be filed for assault."

"I guess I'm already breaking so many crimes." Minho shrugged.

"That doesn't help your case, Lee. And also, why did you kidnap me?" Jisung protested.

"Because I want you all to myself." Minho murmured his eyes darkening.

"Creep." Jisung huffed.

"You're a creep." Minho huffed.

"How am I the creep?" Jisung asked.

"Look down." Minho huffed again.

Jisung was shocked to see he had gotten a little problem down there.

"Don't worry, morning wood is nothing to be emberassed about." Mimho murmured.

"Stop it, you're making it worse!" Jisung whined.

Minho rolled his eyes and put a blanket in the boy's lap.

"Stop pouting." Jisung huffed.

"No." Minho replied and stuck his tongue out.

"Why are you flipping me off?"

"I'm trying but these damn handcuffs-" Jisung groaned.

"Use your other hand idiot."

"I'm not an idiot!" Jisung whined before sticking up his middle finger at Minho with his free hand.