Be Mine - 19 Days FanFic

Meeting His New Toy

Reaching his door, Mo Guan Shan grunted a farewell to Jian Yi and Zhan Zheng Xi as they parted ways. He was too tired to be bothered with words. He unlocked his door and listened for any movement. Nothing, which meant his mother was still at work. That woman works too hard. He shook his head at the thought as he took his shoes off.

Guan Shan dropped his bag at the island in the kitchen as he reached for a glass and filled it with water. Draining the cup, he walked to his bedroom and noticed his light was on under the doorframe. He frowned. Did Ma leave the light on after tidying? It was daytime when I left so there was no need for me to even use the light...

Guan Shan opened his door and walked into the room. Next to his bed, a tall man stood there looking through one of his horoscope magazines leaning against his chest of drawers. Guan Shan was frozen in fear when he saw a black dragon tattoo wrapped around the man's bicep, realising it was the blonde man from the previous night. His fear turned to anger.

"What the fu-" Before he could finish, his door slammed shut behind him.

Guan Shan whipped his head around before it was dragged roughly to look forward again. A hand covered his mouth and a muscular arm reached around his waist, trapping both his arms within the strong grasp as he was pressed against a solid chest. Terror gripped Guan Shan and he could do nothing but stare at the man before him.

The blonde man didn't look up from the magazine as Guan Shan blinked, trying to get rid of the tears that threatened to spill over. He'd been in many fights before, been beaten black and blue. He'd been surrounded by violence his whole life, so why was he so terrified now?

It's probably something to do with the fact that I've only ever fought kids my age. But these men... They were dangerous. Not only did he know that because He Tian had told him but he could see it in the ease the man's aura expelled. They'd done this before, he could tell that much.

The man standing before them turned dark eyes up towards Guan Shan. The redhead felt a shiver run down his spine; the look was a predatory one. Guan Shan shifted and the man behind him tightened his grip. It was then that Guan Shan knew he wasn't escaping this situation. He wasn't going to fight his way out of this one. He couldn't.

The blonde man threw the magazine on the chest of drawers and it landed with a slap, causing Guan Shan to flinch. Slowly, he walked towards the redhead. Guan Shan tried to back up but the unknown man held him still. He came and stood inches from Guan Shan's shaking form and stared at him. Suddenly, he bowed, low and with mock politeness.

"My appologies, Mo Guan Shan. We should have knocked before we came in, but it seemed no one was home. Your dear mother is at work and you were with our precious He Tian."

Guan Shan tensed up at the mention of his mother and blanched when He Tian was brought up. He knew that there was a connection between this man and He Tian but he wasn't sure to what extent. Precious? He didn't want to know.

The blonde man reached forward and Guan Shan flinched when he put his hand inside the redhead's jogging bottom's pocket. He pulled out Guan Shan's phone and lifted it up. "No password?" He shook his head, "That's not a smart move, Red. Someone might take your phone. What an invasion of privacy that would be." The corner of his mouth lifted.

The hand over his mouth stopped him making a scared retort that probably would have ended with him injured or worse. There seemed to be no hosility in either of the men, they were just being forceful enough to keep him under control. Guan Shan was confused when the man before him lifted his phone to aim it at Guan Shan and keep it there, until the flash came on beside his camera and stayed there. It was then that Guan Shan realised that the man was filming him.

"Tell me, Zhong Xiu, what do you think of my little play toy?"

The man standing behind Guan Shan brought his head down and pressed his lips and nose against Guan Shan's temple. The redhead's eyes widened with fear as the man breathed in deeply. "He's pretty good so far. Not feisty enough though."

The blonde man chuckled. "Give him a chance. He's scared at the moment."

Zhong Xiu looked up, still not moving his head from Guan Shan's temple, at his companion. "I thought you wanted to wait, Jun Katsu? You said you didn't want to make He Tian or He Cheng suspicious."

Jun Katsu, still training the phone on Guan Shan, shrugged a shoulder. "I got tired of waiting. Plus you said He Tian was acting paranoid, constantly looking around. He probably knew; Red here probably told him that we spoke," He smirked. "You wanted to come too as you're the one who suggested we come tonight."

Guan Shan felt Zhong Xiu smile against his temple then moved his head back. "His picture was just too tempting. That and the fact he's Mo Ming-hua's son."

Guan Shan's heart was about to burst through his chest at the mention of his father. Adrenaline kicked in and Guan Shan quickly pulled his head foward, startling the two men in the room, and slammed it backwards. The back of his head smashed against Zhong Xiu's nose and Guan Shan heard a crunch.

"Argh! Shit!" Swearing, Zhong Xiu's grip loosened on Guan Shan and he took the opportunity to break free. He ran to his bedroom door and swung it open. Guan Shan's hope rose as the front door came into view.

That hope crashed and burned into the ground when a pair of arms tackled him to the ground, inches from his door. Both parties slammed against the front door and the larger man quickly climbed on top of Guan Shan. The redhead glimpsed white hair and a bloodied nose before a fist blurred his vision. The punches came swift and with force. It was only when Guan Shan saw white dots swimming in his vision and his arms and legs go limp did the other man stop.

Guan Shan felt blood drip from his nose and a cut on his cheekbone as a hand held a vice-like grip around his throat. "You broke my nose, you little shit." Zhong Xiu's voice was full of amusement and something else Guan Shan couldn't place. "Now I'm turned on."

Guan Shan closed his eyes, one bruising and swelling in the corner, as he heard a chuckled from his bedroom doorway. "Told you he was a good one, didn't I?" The voices surrounding Guan Shan faded away as he lost consciousness.