Don't Leave Me ~ Jae Yeol x Reader

Chapter 8 - Slave Auction

"Today, I'll start off with Kim Seul Beom, for 500 Won!" Hwan Joon yells.

You dose off for a bit, staring into the sky, until you see a certain girl. Kim Lala. You used to go to the same private school, but you transferred. You knew whatever boy she'd take, she'd ruin. You had been through it, although you're a girl. You decided to dress up as your brother and go on a date with her, because your brother was bought.

"Rupi! It's her!!" You whisper, harshly and point at Lala. You and Rupi cling onto eachother, terrified as your eyes roll back up to their sockets.

"Mama!!" You two yell, traumatised.

"Hyung Suk. That's Lala. If she gets her hands on you, I'll give you some advice. Run away." Hwan Joon warns, "She bought me, DJ Rupi and (F/n) in the past.."  He continues, "It was stupid of (F/n) to dress up as her brother.."

"500 Won!"

"3000 won!"

"20000 won!"

"700000 won!"

"1000000 won!" Lala says, easily.

"5000000 won!" A pretty girl says, raising her hand.

"(F/n) says 100000000 won!" Rupi yells in your place, and you unconsciously nod, terrified.

"Sold to (F/n)!" Hwan Joon announces, but before he can point to you, you run to the bathroom, trying to hide your nosebleed and vomiting. You get tissues and clean your bloody nose, and then puke into the nearest bush.

"(F/n), thanks for saving me.." Hyung Suk smiles, and you turn around, confused.

"How much money did Rupi say?" You ask, hoping it wasn't too much.

"100000000 won.." Hyung Suk replies, scared.

"1-1-100000000 w-w-won!?" You scream, making birds fly away from a tree. You run to Rupi and start strangling the huge DJ (not seriously, but playfully.)  "You jerk! How am I gonna persuade Oppa!?!?" You scream, and hit him.

"At bheasht whe chaved Hyung Chuk (At least we saved Hyung Suk!)" He yells, trying to push you off, but you start slapping his forehead.

"You little sh*t!!" You scream, until DJ Suda holds you back, while Hyung Suk watches, too scared to move a finger."

"S-Scary.." Yang Ho whispers to Hwan Joon, who's scared sh*tless.
Rupi quickly runs behind a tree, to hide from you and you stand there, worried.

"Asdfghjkl!" You start yelling in gibberish, but someone pulls you into a hug. You can smell expensive cologne and feel a soft fabric rubbing against your exposed elbows. Jae Yeol.

"Jae Yeol.. Does he have a death wish?" People start whispering, hoping Jae Yeol wouldn't get hurt.

"Hey, but look, (F/n)'s not angry anymore.." Someone replies, relieved.

The blonde, whose hair was covering his eyes, gently grabs your hand and pulls you to somewhere. Your mouth left agape, you follow, obediently, like a lost kitten.

"Jae Yeol.. Where are you taking me?" You ask, but he doesn't respond and pulls you along. You're sitting in a dark alley, now and Jae Yeol offers you a cigarette. You decline and sit there, confused.

"Calm down." He murmurs, quietly. Jae Yeol never spoke, and even if he did, it had meaning. But it was very rare of him to speak.

You take a deep breath in and breathe out, slowly. "I'm calm." You say, and lean against the cold, hard wall.

He puts his cigarette in his mouth and gets his lighter out, lighting the cigarette that was waiting to be lit. You uncomfortably shift over and sit down, watching the smoke leave Jae Yeol's mouth.

"Jae Yeol.. I still love you." You confess, holding back the tears, but he walks away. He has his hands in his pockets and he seems pretty off, like you had just punched him in the gut. You sigh, sadly as he went away.

You watch as his back grew further and further away from you, until you can't even see him. You slap your cheeks and go back to the slave auction, where everyone was pestering you to figure out what happened.

"Nothing happened." You sigh, and get behind the turntables. You grab a red chair, and sit down, relaxing your legs, which hardly had any chance to sit down.

You watched as the extra performances began and saw the boys for the slave auction get on stage. You remembered that you were rehearsing them, in the morning and hope that they knew what they were doing.

~Time Skip~

After the performance, which went well, Hyung Suk stayed on stage and you noticed he was wearing quite expensive clothes and knew Jae Yeol told him what to wear. Standing next to the tall dark-haired boy was Duk Hwa, a boy from your department, whose rapping skills were the best you'd ever seen.

"Yeah~" Hyung Suk sang, nervously. You noticed he was a bit out of tune, because of his nervousness. Then, Duk Hwa starts rapping. Everyone was shocked, except you because you had heard Duk Hwa's rapping.

Then, Hyung Suk started singing, beautifully and the screams of the fan girls got louder.

"I wasn't expecting this.." You hear Rupi, fangirling over them.

"(F/n), how are you?" Someone asks and you turn around to see a man, who probably offered your oldest* brother a once in a lifetime chance to become like G-Dragon. Yes, your OLDEST brother. He did.

"I'm good." You say, bluntly.

"How does it feel to have a brother who's the leader of (Band)?" He asks you, smiling.

"It's pretty annoying if you ask me." You say, unexpectedly. "I never get to see (O/b/n), ya know?"

"You still have (B/n)." He replies,

"He runs the (L/n) family business, idiot. He doesn't have time for me either. Money can't buy happiness." You sigh, slightly annoyed.

"Don't worry, you'll become a great singer. We offered you the job, but you rejected us." He reminds you, and walks to the stage, where Hyung Suk has finished his performance and is fixing his hair. He hands a card to Hyung Suk, but not Duk Hwa.

"Hey! What's that about?!" You yell, slamming your palms onto the DJ table, almost breaking it.

"Oi, calm down. You're gonna break the turntables." Rupi says to you but you ignore him.

"Hey, man! Duk Hwa's rapping is the best, offer him a deal, too!" You yell to the man,

"(F/n), it's not me who's cruel. It's the audience." He sighs, but you cut him off.

"You son of a b*tch, you really want to lose your star attraction (O/b/n), don't you?"

"(L/n) (O/b/n), the leader of band (band)? What is she talking about?" People murmur around you.

"If you lose (O/b/n), it won't affect him, 'cuz he's so famous, his band won't be disbanded and he won't quit. He's only 27." You threaten the man, who cruelly ignores you.

"(F/n), I'm sorry, but we can't do anything about it. You have to feed the audience what they want." He replies, making you grit your teeth in frustration.

*(A/n): The reader has two older brothers, (O/b/n), who is 27 and (B/n), who is 24. Reader is 17. The reader shares the same surname and father as her brothers, but her brothers have a different mother. Now, (F/n) doesn't have any relatives except her older brothers.