*calamitous* (Completed)

Chapter 1

The night was cold. Fierce and unforgiving. Just like the men who captured those poor souls wandering around the streets of Seoul.

The poor souls, some decent, some with tattered clothes stood on the platform.
Rich men and women clustered around the platform to inspect them. They were not allowed to touch them but their mouths were sharp and down right rude towards the cowering and helpless souls.

Among them was a young and handsome lad. In a tattered white shirt with a tag around his neck, labelled number 16. He tried to hide himself among the strangers he had come to be locked up with a week ago.
He was afraid of everyone. It was hard for him to believe that such a cruel world existed where people are rude to you for no reasons at all. Where people grabbed you and locked you up inside a dark and dirty room without any reasons.

It was all too different from where he came from. There was nothing similar or familiar to him in the city.

Tears rolled down his cheeks when he think of his parents and friends, and the town he left behind. He regretted ever leaving the village. He hated himself for being the one who survived. But Taehyung, being the sunshine he was, he tried to cheer up the little boys and girls who were also captured by the rude and rugged men.

"We are going to be fine. No one is never very rude." He would tell them. Just like his mother used to tell him.

"COME FORWARD!" A loud voiced yelled at them.
Taehyung quickly put his arms around the cowering and weeping children as he moved forward.

The children were poorly dressed and he himself was not any better. Having lost all of his belongings, he was left with only a white T-shirt, an old torn black pant. He had given his shoe and sweater to an ill man, who was also captured.

Taehyung was too busy dwelling in his thoughts that he failed to notice the hungry eyes of the rich people who were fighting over him.

But there stood the unbeatable and invincible billionaire, seeing just what he likes.

Taehyung was definitely his type and he was going to have him, no matter what.

"No! He's mine! I AM PAYING TEN TIMES WHATEVER YOU ARE WILLING TO PAY!"

"TRY ME BITCH!"

"BOTH OF YOU DON'T STAND A CHANCE HE'S MINE!"

"SAYS WHO? HE'S MINE!"

People were fighting over no.16.
An evil smirk spread across the handsome face of the young billionaire as he made his way to the platform.

People gasped when they saw him and immediately make way for him. No one dare to mess with the ruthless and merciless billionaire, for he could crush their lives and future generation in a snap of a finger.

They bowed down and watched him.

The place was now silent and the owner of the place came forward.

The owner of the place, 'Kim Namjoon' smiled when he saw the billionaire. They were soon to be business partner and that was the only reason the billionaire attended the event. But he was glad he did for he see the most beautiful creature he have ever seen.
Number 16 was beautiful even in tattered clothes, he wondered how beautiful the guy would be with clean and decent clothes and even better, with his clothes off.

"Wah! Jungkook! I'm glad you could grace us with your presence. See what you like?" Namjoon greeted with his wide dimpled smile.
If it was any other day, Jungkook would scowled at the sight, but now, he cannot take his eyes off the handsome lad on the platform.
"I want him. Number 16" He said. The people around them do not dare to groan or voiced out their disappointment but the look on their faces says it all.
Namjoon chukled.
"Haha! He's a dime. Actually he is one of the costly one."
Jungkook take his eyes off the lad on the platform to glare at Namjoon and spat at his face.
"I will pay whatever the amount is! Get him off the platform! I want him to be escorted to my car within ten minutes!"
Jungkook couldn't even think of not having the guy labelled number 16. He wants to know his name and his body and everything.
It was like a spell was casted on him. He became addicted to the stranger as soon as his eyes landed on him.
Namjoon laughed halfheartedly, fearing if he had angered the ruthless billionaire.
"Okay,Okay! He's all yours once we are done with the paperwork. Come follow me to my office. I'll have my men escorted number 16 to your car."

Jungkook looked at the guy on the platform once again. The guy was currently talking to the children standing beside him.
"Number 16 is sold!" Namjoon announced and Jungkook noticed the panic in the stranger's face.
Two men came up the platform and dragged him away from the kids who were clinging on to him. He was angry at the men for being too harsh. He made a quick note to deal with them later.

Taehyung tears fell down from his eyes as he was dragged away from the children he had come to love over the short amount of time.

He dared not fight against the strong grip of the bulky men. He just let them take him away from the platform and the children. Just like he just let his parents and friends be taken away by the storm.

He decided to accept his fate. He know he was no longer the owner of his body. Although he was oblivious and innocent, he knows this much. He was sold. To someone. And he cannot do anything about it.

Jungkook made his way towards his car. He smiled to himself, thinking about the boy in his car. He cannot wait to get to know the beautiful creature.
On his way, he passes by the two men who dragged the boy off from the platform. He smirked at them and throw a hard punch on both of their faces making their bodies land on the ground. He smirked satisfied and fastened his pace.

When his car came into sight, he grinned widely and ran towards it.

He opened the door and slipped inside.

He smiled when he saw the boy, looking down at his lap.
He frowned when he saw his tied up hands.
"What is wrong with those jerks!?" He groaned, frightening the poor guy.
Jungkook notices how the poor boy flinches when he raised his voice.
"Hey there, hey there. Look at me. Look at me." He said in a soothing voice, shocking his personal driver who had known him all his life. The driver doesn't know that Jungkook was capable of being soft and, kind.

The poor boy lift his head, shaking. He was afraid to look at his owner, but he was also afraid to disobey his owner.

When he lift his head, he was met with a warm eyes.

"Lets get those pretty hands untied, Okay?"

The poor guy was taken back by the kindness he was shown.

He nodded his head.

Jungkook smiled. He thinks number 16's eyes was the most beautiful eyes he had ever look at.

He wants to hear his voice too.

As he grabbed the cold hands of the shivering boy, he decided it was time to ask him his name since Namjoon doesn't bother to ask the names of his prisoners.

"Can you tell me your name?" He asked, smiling ever so sweetly. His bunny teeth on display.

The poor guy swallowed the gulp in his throat and said, in a voice just above a whisper.
"Tae..Taehyung.Kim..Taehyung."
Jungkook smiled hearing the deep voice of the beautiful boy.
"So beautiful.." He said, rubbing Taehyung's hands to soothe the bruises.
"Well, Taehyung! Now, you're mine and I'm going to take care of you real good. So, we're going home and I know you're going to love it there. I want you to remember that you belong to me and only me, Okay?" Jungkook said, his eyes displaying his possessiveness.
Taehyung shivered from the amount of emotions in his owner's eyes. He find his owner kind but strange and fearful.
He nodded his head and gasped when his owner suddenly leaned in and kissed him on his lips. But he quickly pulled back and wrapped his arms around him and told the driver to get going.
Taehyung was confused.
Only a girl and a boy should do that.. He thought in his head.

'There is nothing familiar in this city' He concluded.