Eccentric Hostage

Chapter Three

Warnings: Slightly forced sexual content.
And poorly written smut, tell me what you guys think. |д･) *hides behind a wall*

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"So is he good?" Hoseok's boss, the drug lord asks him. "Yes Sir, he is the most promising one I have seen so far. He opened the lock in fifteen minutes. I had been trying for a week but it only resulted to failed attempts." He replies looking down on his shoes. Hoseok is now twenty two years old but he still couldn't look at his boss in the eyes after working for him for sixteen years.

"Alright then, we are keeping him for now. He will be under your care. You're to take all responsibility for his troubles." His boss informs tapping his index finger on the wooden desk. Hoseok bows down and leaves the room with a sweaty body. No matter how many times he does it, his boss never fails to intimidate him.

"I heard you found a toy." He hears his coworker, Namjoon say to him, who he meets on his way out. "He isn't a toy. He might join us if he gains trust. He is promising." He replies lighting a cigarette. He offers one to Namjoon but he declines saying Jin would kill him and Hoseok snorts saying he has his ass whipped.

"What's his specialty?" Namjoon asks. "He opened the lock of the laptop we found last week in fifteen minutes." He answers. "What? How is that possible? It had complicated keys!" Namjoon exclaims with his eyes wide open. "I know. He is a gem I tell you. There is something about him that's special." Hoseok says as he breathes out the smokes of the cigarette.

"Sounds like you're in love." Namjoon mocks. "Fuck off. I haven't been in love my entire life. He is a kid. It's just at times when I look at him I can tell he has a beast inside of him. Once that beast is out, I am not sure what he'll do." Hoseok says watching the toxic smokes disappear into the air.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Namjoon asks raising an eyebrow. "I am. It's been a while since I have seen a fresh pretty face in this ugly world we live in." Hoseok says placing the cigarette between his lips once again. "You think he is pretty?" Namjoon asks with a grin.

Hoseok starts to choke on the smoke. He scratches the back of his head and replies, "He is. I am not going to lie, if he was a woman I would have tapped him already." Namjoon is now grinning ear to ear wiggling his eyebrows. "Fuck off." Hoseok cusses as he leaves Namjoon screaming at him to come back and have tea with him.

He heads back to the warehouse once he asks someone from the organization to keep an eye on Taehyung's house and his family. He works in an organization called "BTS". They are underground drug lords and weapon smugglers. Hoseok does most of the dirty work. Getting rid of obstacles is his basic job. He doesn't know how many people he has killed or tortured in the past seven years. He stopped counting after the twentieth.

He opens the lock of the warehouse and enters after making sure no one is following his tracks. "You're back!" he hears Taehyung call out from the other side of the warehouse. The warehouse is large with a couple different rooms. It used to be a wine storage house but now it is used for storing drugs and weapons. "Why are you so happy to see me?" he asks the younger with a scoff.

"I am not, I am bored. I don't know if I can take the amount of peace I have. Give me something to work on." He requests to Hoseok. "Are you ordering me around?" Hoseok asks arching an eyebrow. "I am requesting. If I have no work, I want you to buy me a couple of books, my money of course. These are book on HTML codes and system breakage. They are going to help me get better." He says nearing Hoseok.

"I don't understand you. Why are you accepting all of this so easily? What is wrong with the insides of your brains?" The elder asks in frustration. "Well, you see I have been pretty bored my entire life with shit loads of stress I didn't want. Now I have none, I am free of all struggle in life. I am going to spend my life hacking into systems, sending money to my mother and then sleep. It's the life one could only dream of." Taehyung finishes with a shrug. Hoseok runs his hand through his hair in frustration. "Do you realize your situation? I could kill you at any moment. I am going to use the information you provide me with to kill other people."