🍁 Chapter Three. pt2🍁
The days passed by and Seokjin thinks that the pain around his body is finally subsiding and he learns that the man Suga whose twenty four, too young to be a mafia leader, that you'll live long if you won't piss him off.
Or just let him kiss you when he wants to.
Suga grabs Seokjins shirt, ripping it away completely, exposing his soft skin and lean stomach, Seokjin gasp and Yoongi takes the chance to slide his tongue, Seokjin felt his entire body tingles in shock. The man groans and the sound of them kissing, breathless and Yoongi growling makes Seokjin shivers and feel warm pool on his stomach.
The boss softly gaze his fingertips to his side, warm fingers slowly tracing lines as Suga bites Seokjins lower lips, the brunet steady his stand, the counter behind is making his back hurt, Suga seems to notice his discomfort and switched their places, Seokjin can't help but lean forward although his clueless to what are they even doing.
" Suga.." he calls in breath moans as the man attacks his neck, sucking the collar and bites the soft honey skin, causing Seokjin to burry his head on the older males shoulder, he breaths in the scent of his colone, strong smell of pine and wood, he could also smell the smoke on his shirt. Suga brings Seokjin face to look at him, the brunets catching his breath, Suga doesn't waste a second to capture those swollen lips.
Seokjin brushes the thoughts away, he can't imagine he had been remembering the incident, his still shock when Suga stops and left Seokjin clueless after staring into his eyes, no hint of emotion into those gaze sent to him.
His trying to see what cause Yoongi to even do that, other than the reason he must be playing with Seokjin's sanity and might plan to sexually harass the nineteen years old or he thinks they might be just looking for some comfort or love, Seokjin is not sure, the person in the mansion are too unpredictable, they keep messing with his mind.
For example, Jimin, twenty two years old, whose impossible not to be pissed by Seokjins every move, even thought Seokjin is just doing nothing or just passing by to hang the washed clothes he still gets angry or pissed. The boy still walks around with a gun in his hand like it's meant to be by his side all the time.
Jungkook is actually older than him by one year, Seokjin cooks them all three meals a day, sometimes Jungkook would ask for a snack. From how many days doing the same duty and being with the older boy, Seokjin thinks Jungkook is a competitive, foul mouthed, clueless twenty years old boy, whose eyes lights up when he eats the usual food he cooks.
Seokjin even wonders how a person like Jungkook became one of these people.
Taehyung, is like Jimin, except he doesn't carry a gun, he carries knifes, daggers, sharp object likes those that worries Seokjin, since he puts those things in his back pockets only. One day, he might cut his own butt.
Just like Jimin, his annoying and probably wants him to die and just like Suga, the three of them probably are into skin ships.
Namjoon, is not as friendly as he seems to be, Jungkook likes to joke with him but when Seokjin tries to talk he completely ignores him and with a click of his tongue, Seokjin is sure to never talk at him again.
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After weeks in being a slave and thankfully still alive, surprisingly theirs food left in the dining table, he eats and Seokjin starts to have his usual weight.
He had start surveying the area of the mansion. He walks around, acting like his cleaning the lawn or looking for something that he drop, he had came to an understanding that escaping isn't as easy as the movies portray.
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