Requested ✌
*** warning of rape ***
a strong punch landed itself on jimin's cheek, as anger rose up in his blood. Large feelings of anger and fury were surrounding his thoughts, as he pulled out his jet black pistol and shot the bullet through the other man's head.
Blood shot out everywhere, as jimin brushed himself off, tucked his pistol back in his bag, and walked away innocently.
He unfortunately lived the life of the mafia's son. Which ment he had to help with some kills. As much as jimin disliked killing people, his dad forced him to do it. To "take over" if his dad ever got killed or arrested.
See, jimin wasn't the type to be violent and intimidating. In fact, in his school, he is portrayed as a cute soft nerd who wouldn't hurt a fly.
Only one person knew about who jimin was outside of school; this was his best friend, and crush, kim namjoon.
Namjoon was very intelligent and was very cute looking with his dimples.
Namjoon had figured out about jimin after he overheard a phone call jimin was having with his father.
Since namjoon approached jimin about what he had found out, both boys had a strong liking towards each other and have been unsepperable since then.
It was a quite dull day, as namjoon was waiting for the bus after going to the local shopping center to find a birthday present for jimin, who's birthday is soon, when he got stopped.
A large hand had a firm grip on namjoons shoulder as he looked around for anyone around.
It had been freezing cold earlier, so the whole street looked completely empty, as no one was out.
The last thing namjoon could remember was a faint chuckle of the owner of the hand.
Darkness. That was all namjoon could see when he looked around him.
Tight rope around his ankles and wrists forced him to be attached to the chair he was now sitting on.
6 men appeared from the dark as they approached the scared boy.
"... pretty"
"he looks like ....."
" ....... baby boy"
" ...... take all our cocks .... so well"
"my cock ... inside his ...
"He ... fuckable"
" ..... call... master ... "
As namjoon managed to make out some of the words they were saying, he realised what would happen. Tears poured down his face as all the men closed in closer to him.
One of the men put namjoons hands together in handcuffs and the same with his feet.
They untied the rope to the chair, so namjoon fell on the floor in a pile, struggling to move or get up.
He then felt many large hands over his body gripping wherever they could, ripping nearly all of his clothes off in the process. His underwear was the only thing covering his shaking body as tears continued to run rapidly down his face.
As two of the men placed their eretions inside his mouth, which they forced open, in other man spoke.
" .... was right... we're better... he can't ..... our revenge..... boy.... jimin..."
Namjoons eyes shot open at the sound of jimin's name being said.
He straight away knew this was to do with the man jimin killed last week.
Jimin did say that the man's leader wanted revenge, and this must be it, he thought.
As he struggled more, another man slapped him in the face, causing namjoon to give up, and lie there helplessly.
As he gave up, a strong voice yelled out into the dark room.
Namjoon couldn't work out anything or who the voice was, so he just continued to lay there.
All the men left him alone, and soon loud gun shots were heard.
One of namjoons eyes opened for a split second, to meet the worried, scared and angry look on jimin's face.
One more shot went off, till jimin ran towards namjoon with tears pouring down his cheeks.
"I'm so sorry joonie, I should've been here sooner. This never should've happened to such a good and innocent person like you."
After hearing this, namjoon fell unconscious.
More tears came from jimin, as he picked namjoon up and carried him home safe in his arms.
"I'm so sorry namjoon.
I love you."
