Sugar Daddy | Johnil

...13🌹

A week had passed by painfully quickly, as if it didn't happen and Taeil was just imagining it. Just when he thought it was just an awful dream, harshly, reality would give him an actually wake up call. Every morning he would wake up to fresh bruises, the old ones not getting the chance to go away and seep back into Taeil's skin.

A week had passed by and during that time, Wonho became the red head's personal car on legs. Not that he couldn't walk because he could, just that he spent more time cutting the blood flow from his legs kneeling and being basically tortured to actually consider walking. It felt like Taeil was ten months again when he made his first step as baby and adults had nothing on him ever since; he was told. 

A week had passed by and Taeil was still held captive in the CEO possession. It was already Tuesday of the next week and he hadn't heard anything about his release. He was currently sitting in the study of Youngho's house, two feather soft cushions on the floor that he sat on, legs folded as he types away on his laptop, gathering information as he completes the paramount task; quarter of it rather.

"Mr. Moon?" Taeil looked up from his computer to the source of the feminine voice, turning down the soothing bamboo flute audio he had playing to help him concentrate, wooden pencil between his lips as he mumbles out,

"Yeash..." Hand still hovering over the keyboard, he awaits the visitor's response,

"Sir Seo will be home in ten minutes. Mr. Lee is waiting in the dining hall for your presents." Taeil sighed and it seemed as if he has been doing a lot of that lately with it having nothing to do with school. A miracle.

He wasn't in the best of moods but he can officially say that this is the best he has felt since Youngho basically kept him refuged there, well until he was told his study break and freedom (kind of) was over. He leaned down on the table before him, pushing his aged laptop to the side as he shakily whispers out, "Okay."

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"Get up."

Taeil was kneeling in his usual spot, eight minutes prior to Youngho's arrival when he heard the familiar, authoritative voice spoke up. "I said, get up."

Taeil was dumbfounded, shivering in his movement, he rose up from the beige cushion achingly slow to his feet, not daring to look at the expected male. Youngho took off his watch, handing it to Wonho as he took his stance before Taeil, looking down at the fragile being.

Taeil was in a red hoodie with sweats, courtesy of Seo, as he looked down at his polka dot covered feet. The CEO stood before the intimidated male, staring at him for a good five minutes but it seemed like an hour to Taeil. The red head tried his best not to cry right then there as he felt big hands holding his shoulder, "I'm s-sorry," his voice shivered out in fear.

"You did great baby boy." Unexpected but that didn't make things any better. "Sit," The elder says as he moved away to pull a seat out for Taeil. Delaying his movements, Taeil looked to Wonho pleadingly and the said male could do nothing but show him physical sympathy as he bowed and left. The red head looked back at his socks before limping over to the chair Youngho pulled out, sitting slowly because his back hurts.

The CEO pushed the chair a bit harshly, but it was nothing new to Taeil because the latter seemed to be against doing things without force. Youngho went back to where he normally sits, sat down and took a napkin to spread it over his thighs as he waved the servants over that had the metal trays.

In a matter of seconds the table was being lined off with various types of dishes, dishes Taeil has never seen before. While they placed the dishes on the table, the servers would tell them the name and what it was made of, one by one and it just confirmed Taeil more how low down the hierarchy he was.