[ Kidnap ] Seungmin x skz ff~~

ch 51

Damien P.O.V

The call ended, but something inside me hadn’t.

I stood there, phone still in my hand, eyes staring blankly at the dark screen. A low ringing filled my ears, louder than the city, louder than the thudding of my heart. And for the first time in years, I felt my control slipping, cracking beneath the weight of an unfamiliar word whispered into my ear.

Disappeared.

What the fuck did you mean, Bangchan?

I then sat there in silence beside seungmin's sleeping form , the phone still in my hand, staring at the screen. Seungmin lay curled under the blanket on the couch, his breath slow, soft… innocent. I leaned closer, gently holding out my hand, my fingers  brushing a few strands of hair from his forehead, before placing a soft kiss and whispers softly.

“I’ll be back, angel. I promise.”

I tugged the blanket gently up to his chin, then left the room as quietly as I could.

But inside me?

A storm was already beginning to brew.

I then left the penthouse and stormed towards the parking lot, getting inside my car and starts the engine.

The engine roared as I sped through the sleeping city, red lights blurring past like blood in my vision. My hands gripped the steering wheel until my knuckles turned white. Rage burned through my veins, blistering and hot. My chest ached with the weight of something that felt, like madness, like a need to destroy.

I didn’t know what I was going to do.
But I knew I wouldn’t leave without answers.

Bangchan’s Mansion

The heavy mansion gates opened without resistance.

As I walked inside, the air felt thick, unnaturally still, like something had shifted just moments before I arrived. And there they were: Bangchan, lounging on the edge of the long velvet couch, with Jeongin, Minho, Felix, Jisung, Hyunjin, and Changbin seated or leaning nearby.

They all looked up.

But none of them looked surprised.

“Damien?” Bangchan said, standing slowly. “What brings you here?”

I didn’t answer. My gaze moved across each of them before landing back on him.

“You said something strange on the call,” I said, my voice quiet. “You said… we thought he disappeared.”

Bangchan’s jaw tightened slightly. “Yeah, I—”

“How do you know Seungmin?” I cut him off, stepping forward. “Why would you say something like that, Bangchan?”

A flicker of tension passed between them. No one answered.

I kept walking until I was standing right in front of him. “Talk.”

“Damien—”

“I said talk!” My voice was sharp, echoing off the high ceilings like a whip crack.

Jeongin’s throat bobbed with a nervous swallow.

Minho’s eyes darkened.

Still, no one said a word.

“Why were you shocked to know he’s with me?” I demanded. “Why did you say he disappeared?”

Bangchan met my eyes—and for a second, something raw flashed there. Guilt. Regret. Shame.

“You really want to know?”

“I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”

Silence fell like a blade.

Then he exhaled.

“Years ago, Seungmin’s father owed us money. A lot of it. He couldn’t pay, so…” Bangchan paused, not looking at me. “We took Seungmin. As collateral.”

I didn’t breathe. I couldn’t.

“We didn’t mean to hurt him, Damien. It wasn’t supposed to go that far. But some of us… weren’t careful. He was kept locked. There were… beatings. Threats. Things we can’t take back.”

Jeongin looked away, guilt tearing through his expression.

Minho closed his eyes.

Jisung sat frozen.

Bangchan added, quieter now, “And one day… he ran. Vanished. We searched. Nothing. We thought he was gone forever.”

And that’s when it hit me.

The flinches. The nightmares. The fear in Seungmin’s eyes whenever I tried to get close to him when we both first met , i thought he was shy or maybe uncomfortable but no it was....

It was them.

They did this to him.

They broke him.

My vision blurred. My fists clenched at my sides.

“You…” My voice shook. “You fucking touched him?”

“Damien—”

“I swear to God, if I hadn’t come here, would you have ever told me? That u hurted the person i love ” My voice was low now. Dangerous.

Bangchan’s expression changed—maybe even softened. “You love him?”

That was all it took.

I lunged.

My fist slammed into his face, knocking him back against the marble wall. The others rushed forward, but I didn’t care. I grabbed him by the collar, slamming him again.

“He flinches whenever he made mistakes thinking i will hit him,” I growled. “He wakes up shaking. He smiles through his pain. And you, you’re the reason , you all were the reasons!!.”

Blood trickled from Bangchan’s lip.

“I’ll kill you,” I whispered, voice trembling with fury. “If you ever go near him again… If he cries because of you again, I’ll rip this place apart with my bare hands.”

Minho stepped forward. “Damien, enough—”

“Stay the fuck out of this,” I barked. “or I will kill all of u.”

The silence was deafening.

“I’m not done,” I hissed, pulling Bangchan closer. “Not by a long shot. You’re going to pay. Every single one of you.”

And with that, I let go.

The fall was harder than the blow.

Bangchan didn’t move.

And I didn’t look back.