𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢 ⚡︎𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙚

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the two boys were warned to be cautious. their parents, friends, everyone, always telling them: don't go out after dark, be home before 10. but they just didn't listen.

as the two short boys speed walk down the deserted street, way passed their curfews', they frantically look in all directions, paranoid. the boys didn't know yet, but they had a feeling that something was going to happen. and something did.

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the two boys were merely blocks away from safety. but those few blocks weren't close enough. when the two boys turn the corner not too soon later, a dark van with bright lights shine over the two. the curly headed boy instantly clings to his best friend's arm, scared for the worst. the slightly taller boy wraps a protective arm around the other, prepared to fight if he needs to.

the van doesn't speed up and if anything, slows down. the slightly taller boy takes notice to this and quickens the two's pace. the van, only a few feet behind them, comes to a stop and a side door swings open.

"RUN JACK!" the boy yells and they both take off. bottoms of shoes are heard slapping against the old pavement as the boys run. but they're not alone, two other men, both noticeably taller, rush after them. the curly headed boy starts to whimper as he loses energy, but doesn't dare slow down. breathing heavily, the boy calls out to his best friend when he notices him drifting behind.

"Z-ZACH! H-HURY UP-" the boy struggles to shout, tears fountaining from his eyes. just as zach leans to run faster, all the air in his lungs are pushed out as he's tackled to the ground by a large force. all that goes through the boy's mind at this moment is his best friend.

"JACK! FUCKING RUN!" he screams, earning a hard slap across his face, the tender skin bubbling red. jack turns to look at the sight and comes to an instant stop. the taller man chasing him, slows to a walk, and grabs jack by the upper arm before mumbling into his ear.

"should have kept running baby boy, you might have just gotten away. luckily for us tho, we now get two baby toys." the deep voice sends shivers down his spine and more tears to pool.

the two boys are harshly thrown into the back of the van, met with another man. he grins wickedly at the two, making them shiver. the doors slam shut and the curly headed boy immediately scurries toward zach. the boy hides his face in the crook of the others neck as hot tears start to fall to his cotton shirt. the only sounds heard we're jack's whimpers and sniffles along with the back of the van shaking as the driver speeds down the deserted roads carelessly.

after long minutes passed, zach finally speaks up to the unknown man.

"w-what's happening? who- who are you?" the boy's voice cracking and stuttering, causing the man to chuckle, but not in a light way. he's with them.

"baby boys, don't worry, everything will be all right. now go to sleep, we have a long ride ahead of us." jack hears the conversation and starts to sob, his sensitive self not capable of such traumatic events. zach tightens his grip around his best friend, attempting to calm him down, tears now falling from his eyes. merely minutes later, both boys have cried themselves to slumber. for the unknown man in the corner, he smiles evilly, excited for the upcoming.

a/n: this is my first time writing bxb stuff so if it all sucks please give me feedback thank you buh bye

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