Prisoner~Minsung

7

The boy curled up in a ball.

But suddenly, the kicking stopped.

"Minho, stop it." Minho's mother hissed.

"She needs discipline."

"I-I'm n-not a s-she." Jisung cried out.

"Yes you are!" Minho shouted trying to kick the boy again but quickly stopped when a gun was pointed at him.

It was his very own brother, Bang Chan.

"Look at his state. Do you think he loves you?" Chan sternly said.

He was right. Jisung was hyperventilating, squirming away from him.

"What did you do, Minho?" Chan asked.

"I..." Minho mumbled looking at Jisung.

"He loves me." Minho stubbornly said.

Chan raised a brow at him.

He loaded the gun before shooting right at Minho's arm.

Lots of gasps were heard when Minho fell down, clutching his arm and groaning.

"What?" Chan said.

"Bring him to an institution right now." Minho's father ordered.

The man was grabbed by their special security and taken away.

"Thanks son." Mrs. Lee sighed before walking over to Jisung.

The boy was still crying, pushing himself in a corner.

"Shh. It's okay. Let me help you." Mrs. Lee cooed and gently removed the wig.

Then she loosened the corset and ran her fingers through Jisung's hair.

"Deep breath in, deep breath out." Mrs. Lee ordered.

After a few tries Jisung calmed down.

"Where will he go now?"

"I can take him." Chan offered.

"Thanks Chan." Mr. Lee sighed.

Chan calmly went over to Jisung. He carefully held the boy's hand.

"W-who a-are you?"

"I'm Minho's adopted brother. You're safe now, don't look." He cooed.

The family members carried Minho away.

This was normal to them. They were in the mafia after all.

"What my brother did to you was not normal and you did not deserve it." Chan sighed.

Jisung let out quiet sniffles, hesitantly looking at the older man.

"I have no intentions of hurting you, it's okay if you're scared but I'll say you don't have to be scared of me."

"O-okay." Jisung stuttered.

"Now, what do you identify as?"

"I'm a cis m-man but Minho w-wanted me t-to be his wife." Jisung mumbled.

"Okay. How do you know him?" Chan asked.

"I met him in prison... He suddenly kidnapped me and became a terrible person."

"You poor little thing..." Chan sighed before reaching out his hand.

Jisung grabbed it and allowed Chan to pull him back up.

"Let's go to my house." Chan said with a soft smile.

Jisung gasped and stepped away from him.

"What's wrong?" Chan asked his eyes widening.

He quickly started moving further away from the boy.

"Y-you're going to be m-mean later. When I c-can't escape." Jisung stuttered out.

Chan reminded him so much of Minho.

"Would you then like to stay at Mrs. And Mr. Lee's house then?" He asked.

"N-no. I want you to promise me you won't hurt me."

"Okay. Jisung I promise you I won't hurt you sexually or physically. I won't look at you when you change, and I won't keep you there. You can always leave." Chan promised.

Jisung stared at him before taking in a deep breath.

"Okay. Thank you." He sighed.

"So... Will you come with me or them?" Chan curiously asked.

"You."

"Okay, let's go." Chan sweetly said before putting his arm around Jisung's shoulder.

They got in the car and drove to Chan's house.

Jisung was tiredly looking out of the window.

"It's going to be a long ride. You can sleep if you want, I got a blanket." Chan said quickly pulling over.

He switched Jisung's seat so he could lay a little and gently put the blanket on him.

"Sweet dreams."