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Jeno's POV

"Why.. why are we at a hotel?"

His voice was small, almost a whisper. I chuckled at his expression, which I caught sight of through the rear-view mirror, seeming to be full of horror and disgust as I unlocked the doors of the car.

"Hmm.. I don't know. I wonder why we could be here..?"

"What the fuck?!"

"Just get out," I commanded with a stern look, to which he gulped and shook his head.

"I don't want to do it with you."

"I don't think I gave you an option, though?" I turned to look at him directly. "You already fucked up by being so bold a while back, you deserve a little punishment, don't you think?"

"No. I do not." He opened the door and hopped out. Once his feet landed on the ground, he took off in the opposite direction, running with all his energy.

Clicking my tongue, I opened my door and went after him, who was already quite a few blocks infront of me. He made so many turns into random streets and I could sense his frustration when he wasn't able to lose me. I knew his energy was slowly being drained out as he started slowing down and took it to my advantage to catch up with him.

I managed to grab a hold of his arm to pull him backwards to stop him. His eyes widened as he desperately tried to pry my fingers off of his arm.

"Just let go, already. I don't want to be your target, find someone else instead."

"You don't have a choice." I dragged him back towards the hotel, gripping onto his arm tightly so he wouldn't escape again.

"Fuck you, I'm calling the police if you won't let go."

Ignoring his warning, I continued walking ahead.

"Hello? There's a guy--" I turned to yank his phone away from his ear and ended the call. He was starting to get on my nerves and I didn't like how he wanted to escape from me so badly.
"Give it back, you fucking shit!"

I threw him a glare and stuffed his phone into my pocket to which he frowned at. He tried pulling his hand again and seeing how tight it was, he tried rooting his feet to the ground. When I continued walking forward, he wasn't able to stay rooted to that particular spot and was continued to be dragged forward by me.

"Wait!" I stopped to turn back to look at him, pissed at what made him stop again.

"What?"

Seeing that I wasn't dragging him anymore, he immediately took a seat on the pavement.

"What are you doing?"

"First of all, I don't like being dragged around. Second of all, my legs hurt. Third of all, I don't want to go to that hotel with you. Do you see where I'm going with this?"

"Let me quote you on this; 'No. I do not.'"  

"I want to go home." He pulled his legs towards him, hugging them tightly against his body  as he buried his face in his knees.

Sighing, I kneeled onto one knee infront of him.
"Get up."

"No, I'm not getting up. I suggest you leave," he spoke with his head still on his knees.

I got up and stood beside him, rubbing my nape as I wondered how to execute my plan if he wouldn't budge. I brought one of my arms to wrap around the bottom of his knees and the other to his back, and lifted him up from the ground to continue walking forward.

His face grew red as he elbowed my chest.
"The heck? Can you just give up already?"

"No, I cannot."

"Man-whore."

"What did you just say?"

"You heard me. Man-whore. That's what you are." He gritted his teeth, looking away from me. I stopped walking to let him down, but hoisted him back onto my shoulder before he could escape again.

"Now, keep your mouth shut."

He was silent throughout the rest of the walk back and I was able to enjoy my peace once again.

"Okay, don't run away again, it's useless," I warned him as I let him down.

Tears dripped down his face as he turned away from me to wipe them away. He looked so frail and more than anything, I wanted to monopolize him right then. I held onto his hand tightly as I walked inside, his sniffles driving me to the edge of my desire.

After I booked us a room and collected the keycard, we walked towards the elevator to find out that it was packed. Squeezing inside to go up to our floor, I noticed one of the hotel guests staring at him. He seemed to be undressing him with his eyes, but the boy beside me didn't seem to notice or care. 

I wrapped my arm around the boy's waist and shot the man a death glare. He scoffed, but continued looking at him. I tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for us to reach our floor and once the elevator doors to our floor opened, I lead him out hastily.

"Did you not see that guy?"

He had his eyes glued onto the floor with his head hung low. He shook his head lightly, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. I unlocked the door to our room and pulled him inside, irritated at how unbothered he was. He walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge before lying down on the same corner, allowing his arms to fall freely beside him. He watched silently through his half-lidded eyes as I walked towards him. He closed his already partially-closed eyes completely and took a deep breath.

"Do whatever you want to me."


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