Trigger warning!!
"I don't like it one bit Namjoon..did you see that look on Yoongi's face..he'll do it again, I know he will, Namjoon. I'm not gonna just sit back and let Jimin go through this..its not fair to him. He's become codependent on Yoongi..that's not safe for either of them.." Kookie growled as Namjoon watched him angerily cut an apple. It was the next morning and Jungkook was still hot about the night before. It took Namjoon literally almost screwing him, for Kookie to cool off just the slightest bit, but then he was still pissed. Not to mention hearing Jimin's moans not long after. It had made his blood boil, even going as far as to stand up and try to go interrupt them. Gladly Namjoon quickly grabbed his arm pulling him back down to the bed and cuddling him. They then began aruging that Yoongi would kill him if he were to interrupt them.
' "How do you know this.." Jungkook huffed, the rapers arms tightening around him pulling him closer, as he turned his head to glance back at the man holding him. This is what he loved, someone holding him, cherishing him. Treating him like a piece of porcelain.
Namjoon sighed. "Why are you so feisty." He quickly retorted not wanting to get on to the subject of walking in on them, and having Yoongi throw a used condom at him...
At least he had the decency to use a condom from time to time.'
Sighing at the small, but simple memory, of last night, he pulled his lip in his mouth. Standing he strolled around the counter wrapping his arms slowly around his baby boys waist, he placed his hands atop Jungkook's and stopped his rapid cutting. "If you don't stop its liable you'll cut yourself.." He whispered in the youngers ear pressing against him, this causing the whore to press against the counter. "N-Namjoon..?" He questioned. Slowly Namjoon gripped the boys hands just a bit tighter to get a good grip, before he moved the males hands cutting the fruit slower. "I don't need another one of you getting hurt, I already have two.." The rapper chuckled kissing Jungkook's hair softly. "Cut slower...please, I know you're worked up about it, but right now Jimin is codependent on Yoongi, he wants Yoongi happy so he can be happy, so he believes. He doesn't understand he's just pleasing the man and not getting anything out of it. Right now Kookie he doesn't acknowledged that he's killing himself, but you can't just walk in there like the bad boy you think you are, and try and smash that into Jimin's brain. Its only going to make Jimin work harder to try and prove you wrong, in the process kill himself faster. Also cause him to hate you. Okay? I hope that makes sense...I'm not good at this comforting stuff..."
"It was fine until you said that last sentence you block head..." Kookie mumbled a small smile absorbing the frown that had resided there just seconds before. His small front teeth slightly showing. His little nose curling up as he smiled small. 🐰🐰
Leaning into the older males touch Jungkook sighed and his tense hands loosened, his anger flushed cheeks lightening. Slowly letting go of the males hands Namjoon wrapped his arms around the boys waist pulling him close to his body. Jungkook's hips leaving the counter. "What are you making anyways it's like eight thirty in then morning? Why are we even up this earlier?"
"I'm making apple slices..." Kookie made a face that said 'you stupid fuck,' "Also I woke you up this morning remember the nightmare I had, and I woke up screaming. Scared us both." Kookie sighed. It was the same nightmare, just about very night. Had been for six plus years now.
' "Look at him. He'll be a good money maker Gyeong." The man muttered as he turned the ten year olds face examining it closely. "No blemishes, no acne, no moles, dots, freckles. Wounder why his family gave him up.."
"Poor. Couldn't afford it. They were gonna lose their house and everything. Sold him for a pretty penny." Gyeong laughed, as she watched man wander the boys body, picking, probing and poking the child. Often the male would moan or whimper. "Well he's sensitive..we'll have to break that." He commented once more before pinching the naked child's hard nipple. They boy ducking and nearly screaming in pain as the man pulled on the flesh. If it wasn't for the blindfold jammed half down his small throat he would have. The dams in his chocolate brown eyes broke, and the tears threatened to pour like two waterfalls. "What did you say his name was.."
"Jung....Jungkook.." Gyeong thought for a minute. The cloth in his mouth burned and he knew for a fact it wasn't clean. There was this burning taste yet altogether it was bland, like old water. Or water in general, but this linger substance seemed to sting his whole mouth, red. A red taste for sure.
