The doll || Park jimin.

4.

It was Friday morning which meant hoseok would be home bright  and early to pick you up.

Walking towards the kitchen as clustered noises of pans banging against each other, the water running and things being shuffled.

Your eyes widening as the house was spotless, as well as you remembered  that you had basically bought as child and hoseok would come over, how would you explain such thing to him.

"Master I'm  done with my chores." He cheered as he saw you walk in. Taking his stubby legs running towards you. His small hands reaching out.

Soon wrapping around your waist. Your heels making jimin a few inches shorter.

" Can I get rewarded" he giggled taking your hand in his as he brought it to his head.

Starring at him in awe. The oversized shirt covering him just above his chunky legs,  making him look like a mochi.

His bright pink cheeks perking up words as he smiled brightly at the attention. Causing his eyes to dissapear.

Your hand rubbing circles on his head, playing and slightly pulling at his soft , pitch black hair. Titling his head back words as your hand made its way to his neck. A Pale soft canvas waiting for you to mark it.

Licking your lips before pressing them against his neck. A soft moan leaving his soft plump lips at the sudden contact.

Roughly pushing him against the wall, to which he whimpered. Reaching your hand down to his crotch. You begun rubbing, the boy unused to the feeling he was getting, he refused to let anyone touch him in those areas, he was scared and believed that those areas where for his eyes only. Reason why he would get beaten until they finally gave up on him.

He didn't bother fighting her touch in fact he wanted more. Pushing his hips up words as she begun to slow down. He was aoaning mess never had he felt this way.

"I love you master" he whispered to which he frowned as the girl didn't reply infact she seemed to give a look filled with hatred before slamming the door shut leaving him to wonder why he just couldn't seem to be loved.

"I love you so much" he whispered as he took a seat in the table his eyes never leaving the door. He stayed there waiting for his master, even if his stomach growled begging to be fed, like a prisoner he refused to feed the savage beast, he wanted to run yo her arms. His eyes getting teary as it begun to darken and yet no sign of her.

The light provided by the sun, vanishing as the click struck 8. Hours passed and he had cried himself a river.

Maybe he scared her away.

The simple thought making him hate himself even more.

The door suddenly opened, causing him to spring up straight in hopes of running to his master but what he saw was more than enough to make the boy wish death upon himself.