𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬. | 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐡𝐨

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[WARNING: DISTURBING CONTENT AHEAD]

A/N: i'm sorry

this place is like a rich prison. everything was extremely nice and expensive but it was empty and quiet. although, hyungwon's bedroom was actually kinda nice. he liked it a little because it had a very nice TV, and it had very nice design with the furniture. He just hated his father and didn't like the vibe that the house gave him. he really wanted to leave as soon as possible, he missed changkyun and jooheon.

and wonho.

he knew he couldn't just leave though, partly because the house is so futuristic it has an advanced security system but also because wherever he is (besides his room) his dad is right around the corner.

hyungwon didn't like it there, so he tried his best to get his mind off of things and just watch TV. it wasn't completely helpful but it helped in the slightest.

there was a sudden knock at the door and hyungwon's heart leaped to his throat.

"y-yes?"

"goodnight." he heard his father's voice from the other side of the light blue door.

"night." hyungwon said monotone, rolling his eyes and sinking lower into his bed. hyungwon didn't realize it was late until his father said goodnight, but he soon realized it was 9:30.

hyungwon didn't know what was going down tomorrow morning, he had school but school was quite a distance. he also didn't know if his father wanted him to go. hyungwon sighed and rolled over, shutting his eyes and drifting to sleep.

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the next morning, afternoon rather, came quickly. hyungwon realized as he woke up that he would not be attending school considering it was 12:42 when he woke up. it must be the bed that kept him asleep so long.

he sat up in the bed and opened his phone, flooded with messages.

changkyun: he's keeping you from school too? ):

minhyuk: are you okay?

jooheon: i hope you're doing okay ):

wonho: did he hurt you?!

changkyun: why aren't u responding!! i'm worried!!!

hyungwon smiled to himself about the messages he received, happy that people actually care for him. he grinned especially wide at the wonho message.

he quickly replied to all of them, sighing and staying in his pajamas. he didn't plan on leaving the room unless he absolutely had to, he wanted to face minimal amount of interaction with his father.

he played on his phone, scrolled through instagram, watched TV, and worked on make-up work and soon found it to be 4:30pm, and he could hear his dad being loud from downstairs.

monday night football.

he knew that his dad would be getting heavily drunk and would be yelling at his TV for quite a while, so hyungwon was now more convinced that he shouldn't leave his room.

but hyungwon did have a curiosity. this house is gigantic and he wanted to explore it, so maybe if his dad passes out or something hyungwon can go look around.

he continued to try and occupy himself, attempting to drown out the sound of his father yelling for the next 4 hours.

eventually it was 8:30, and the TV was off downstairs and he didn't hear any noise besides the A/C.

now was his time.

he leaped from his bed and slowly crept out his bedroom door, walking down the stairs. he met the "2nd living room" which had a bunch of games and entertainment type activities displayed throughout the room. he had already explored the general areas of this section so he continued onto the kitchen.

from the kitchen he could see his father laying flat on the ground, face down, dead asleep. he crept past him after entering the living room and down a very long hallway. he then took a right and passed by a bunch of portraits of famous people and family photos, meeting a grey door. the door looked dusty but it may have been the paint job.

he hadn't been in this room, so he tried the knob and to his surprise it opened without a budge. in front of him was a stairway going down into a cellar/basement type room. it wasn't like a horror movie basement, it was freshly painted and there was light down there. he slowly crept down the stairs and found himself in a room that looked like a living room. a nice couch and recliner next to it, coffee table, flatscreen TV, movie shelves and other decorations.

he was curious to why his father had technically 3 living rooms, but it didn't concern him that much.

he wondered around the room, finding many drawers and compartments filled with antique silverware and plates and such. he eventually found a nightstand, opposite of the entrance of the room, with a lamp on top and a picture of him and his mom. he opened the drawer and found things he was not expecting.

there was tons of pictures of his mom in there, like photos she didn't know he took, but they were appropriate. what frightened him a bit was they looked new, like he had just recently taken the photos.

hyungwon continued to dig in the drawer, and eventually he found horrific pictures.

in the pictures, his dad was naked and seemingly having sex with other girls, who all looked to be passed out. he looked very high in the photos.

hyungwon was at complete disgust with these photos, so he quickly hid them under the appropriate ones and shut the drawer. he turned around and was soon struck with fright and terror.

"what the fuck are you doing down here?" his father snarled, looking down at him with the most evil eyes. hyungwon whimpered and cowered, stepping back and bumping into the nightstand by accident.

"...i...i.."

"you what!!" his father roared, hyungwon's heart beating faster. hyungwon was eventually trapped under his father, pure terror in his eyes.

"turn around."

"w-what?"

"turn. around." his father repeated, much more aggressively the second time. hyungwon did nothing, but his father harshly spun him around so hyungwon's chest was against the wall.

he heard the sound of his father's belt unhooking and falling down the floor. that's when hyungwon's heart dropped.

"n-no... please!!" hyungwon thrashed and tried to escape but his father was not budging. his father harshly pulled down poor hyungwon's pants and underwear to his knees, and soon he heard his father do the same.

hyungwon was furiously sobbing, screaming and thrashing but he could not escape.

it was happening.

hyungwon let out a scream, and used all his strength to reach for a vase from the nightstand and he smashed it into his dad's head.

his dad fell to the side, blood coming out of his head. his father was also naked.

hyungwon sobbed loudly, falling to the ground and quickly pulling up his pants. hyungwon was shaking furiously, ignoring his phone vibrating repeatedly in his pocket. hyungwon was unable to move, he couldn't move a muscle, he was still in pure terror.

he was just...oh my god.

hyungwon eventually gathered enough energy to stand and walk up the stairs. hyungwon ran to the front door and tried it but it was locked, so he went to a window, threw a glass at it and it shattered open. he quickly climbed out and ran down the street till the house was out of sight.

still sobbing, sweating, and exhausted, he pulled out his phone and called wonho because he was the first one in his notifications.

"hyungwon?"

hyungwon breathes heavily into the phone, his voice broken. "come get me..."

"what?? where are you?? address?? are you okay??"

hyungwon ignored most of the questions and just said the address.

the call eventually ended and hyungwon felt relief in his heart.

wonho is coming to save him.