Taken (BTS Fanfiction) (LEMONS)

Chapter 9

Yoongi seemed almost back to usual when the man woke him up the next morning. He grumbled and complained, clenching his eyes shut even after the man had wrenched the blanket out of his grip and picked him up, setting him down on the couch in the living room. Part of him was disappointed, how could he not be when he'd caught a glimpse of Yoongi giving himself over to his desires entirely and being completely obedient to his 'daddy.' A bigger, more rational part of his brain was relieved. Yoongi's behavior yesterday was an illusion, inspired by fear and he didn't want that. He wanted Yoongi to become comfortable being little on his own terms, not as an aftereffect of his fear of harsh punishment. He'd be a thousand times more appreciative of his baby boy after the dealing with him in his rebellious state now. Soon enough he'd be coloring pictures for his Daddy every day and begging him for cuddles and kisses, all in time.

Yoongi, on the other hand, was entirely miserable. After recounting the previous day's endeavors he wanted to sleep for years. All he desired at the moment was his to see his members, the people he loves. He'd always had a hard time keeping himself from worrying about the future. He'd been told more times than he can count that 'If you live in the future you'll miss the present,' but there was nothing Yoongi wanted more at this very second than to fast forward. If he couldn't be with his members then he'd kill himself, drown himself in the bathtub or slit his own throat orsomething , simple as that. He'd rather take his own life then spend the rest of his time as a subject, a toy to be played with, Either his time here met it's end or he did.

Yoongi was sitting on the couch where the man had set him down, eyes glazed. The man couldn't tell if it was due to sleepiness or self-loathing. He hoped it was the former.

The younger glanced around the room without really seeing, wondering over and over if this situation could get any worse at all whatsoever. He assumed not, considering he was feeling worse in that moment than he had in his entire distinguishable memory. He was away from his group, getting molested on a frequent basis and forced to act like a toddler who needs someone to care for him. Couldn't get worse than that.

"Sorry to wake you up so early sweetheart but Mommy will be here to bathe you any minute and I've gotta get going. She'll be watching you for an hour or so," The man said, bending down in front of Yoongi.

Well, nevermind.

"Yeah, absolutely not. I'm going back to bed, goodbye," Yoongi said, standing up. The man rolled his eyes and simply pushed the younger back onto the couch. He landed with a bounce, glaring at the man before standing again only to be pushed back down.

"Don't test me, Yoongi. I'm not in the mood and it's not going to do you any good unless you'd like me to call Mistress and tell her you're being a snotty little brat," The man threatened, holding the younger's gaze steadily. Yoongi sat there and glared into the man's eyes for what must have been a minute before there was a knock on the door. Desperate, he grabbed the man's wrist and pulled when he tried to turn away.

"Please no. Not her please. I'll be good for the rest of the day just let somebody else bathe me, please," Yoongi all but begged. The man softened at the plead, kneeling back in front of the younger.

"Hold on a second!" He yelled to the woman waiting at the door, grabbing Yoongi's hands in his own gently and looking into his face. The younger felt flustered suddenly and looked away. "Listen Yoongi, I promise it'll be fine. I promise you. I wouldn't leave you in Mommy's hands if I thought she would hurt you. I know you think it'll be awkward or she'll be mean to you but I promise you she'll treat my baby boy really nice. She's not mad at you anymore, sweetie, just don't be a brat and it'll all be fine, okay?" Yoongi sighed, feeling all sorts of helpless and he simply nodded his head. He desperately didn't want to spend any amount of extended time with the woman, especially after she snapped on him two days earlier but the sooner he got the bath over with the better. Maybe the man would be preoccupied when he came back to the room and give Yoongi some time alone. That's what he needed, some time to himself.