√ mask on | lee haechan

06

a/n this chapter might be a little bit rough.this is a warning.

you can skip till another a/n down there.

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You walked along the streets, you couldn't focus your mind anymore.

You just want to go home and cuddle with your injured brother. You worried about him. You remembered your father said that you have to give yourself to one of his clients, or Jisung will get more beating.

You looked at the club, where the client assigned you to send the drugs. You gulped. Walking in the club, you were stopped by a bodyguard. "You look like a minor aren't you?" He asked, as he pulled your bag harshly to check on it.

You didn't respond, you are too lifeless.

"Oh, you are that girl," The bodyguard whistled as soon as he saw the drugs in your bag. He smirked as he slung his arm over your shoulder, pulling you close to his body. "Let's go in. I'll lead the way."

As soon as you entered the club, you saw dancing women, hyped-up men, and all dancing to the beats of the music but it didn't excite you, your thoughts drifted away to Jisung back at home, 'Noona is doing this to protect you, please be okay.'

The bodyguard opens the door to a room, pushing you to the floor and leaving you in the room. You groaned as you tried to stand up. "You are late, huh?" A hoarse voice made you look up and shivers run down your spine.

Yeah, that's the man who tried to rape you on the street. You gulped, feeling scared when you saw him sitting on the sofa, a wicked smirk plastered on his face.

He grabbed for the karaoke remote control, "Don't worry, I'll turn up the highest volume for the music, so scream all you want while I'm having fun." Turning on songs, making it very loud.

He stepped closer to you as you walked backward, you saw his hands removing his belt.

You shut your eyes close, the image of your dad haunts you. You step backward until there's no more space to go. Your back hit the wall already.

The guy smirked, trapping you between the wall, sniffing your scent as his hair brushes your neck. Your hands on his chest, trying to push him away, but of course, he's stronger.

"No sweetie. Tonight, I'll get what I want. Didn't your father say that?" His hands roamed around your body, his face still hidden in your neck. Your tears silently fall as you plead to him, "Please, let me go. I'm sorry."

You heard him chuckle lowly, "You won't die of this, you know." His hands travel to your thigh, making you gasp. You tried to push him once again but to no avail.

Your eyes widened when you felt something poking your stomach, you gulped. "Yeah, exactly what you are thinking. You make me have a boner already, that's fast," He whispered as he kisses your neck.

You cried as he rubs his bulge against your core. You prayed for someone to save you, but of course who? Your dad? No way.

"Shh, don't cry, beautiful." He whispers, sucking your neck, leaving purple bruises.

a/n so down here is safe

Soon, the door broke but you couldn't see who. Eyes clouded with tears and the man hovered on top of you didn't stop until he was pushed away.

"Fuck off!! Don't do dirty things on my friend!" You heard the boy shouted, you didn't spare a glance at the boy who saved you as you fell on the ground, finally crying out loud as you can now breathe.

The boy threw a punch to the man before he walked to you, wrapping his arm around your body securely, helping you to stand up, walking you away from the room and exiting the club.

You didn't stop crying, the boy made you sit on the bench in the nearby park. You heard him sigh, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer for comfort.

"I'm sorry I was too late right?" You turned to him, finding his voice very familiar. You quickly pulled away from the hug to take a better look. The lights on the street were not enough to brighten up his face but you could see a glimpse of his features.

"Lee Haechan?"

You heard him chuckle, "You were too busy crying till you couldn't recognize me?" Relief washed over you when it hit you that Haechan saved you from the rapist. You choked up and continued crying out loud as you searched for comfort in his arms.

He exhales, wrapping his arms around you, drawing circles on your back with his fingers to calm you down. "I'm sorry I was too late, Yoo Jin. I'm so sorry," He apologized.

You shook your head, "If it wasn't for you, I could have died." You wept. His fingers stop tracing comfortable circles to laugh. "Did you think he was going to kill you?"

Suddenly, you loved being in his arms, you could hear his laughter vibrating from his chest. Spreading warmness in your insides. But he didn't correct you, instead, just let you think what you want.

Haechan walked you home, carrying your bag on his shoulder. You had calmed down and now only your brain works, "How are you in the club?"

You turned your head to look at Haechan who's eyes were on the street, he burst into a small smile. "That guy is my uncle, and he owns the club." His answer made you gasp in shock.

"I saw Jiyoung Hyung forcing you to my uncle's room, but I thought it was just because you are dealing with the drugs, but once again, I thought, why wouldn't you just pass it to Jiyoung Hyung. I sensed something bad, but I was too late. He touched you."

You noticed him gritting his teeth, trying to suppress his anger. He turns to you, hands reaching your neck.

At first, you jumped out of shock, but he smiles, signaling he wasn't going to do anything and you relaxed.

He traces the pad of his fingertips on your neck, "And he left bruises. I... can't forgive myself for this mistake. I'm just... Sorry, YooJin" He sighed as he pulled away his hand.

You can't get used to this side of him, usually, he would be all teasing and mean words but tonight, it felt warmer as he is protective today.

"It's okay, Haechan. At least, you were there, saving my ass." You tried to laugh.

You saw him smiling too, "Yeah, or you can get killed" He winked, chuckling.

"You know, I actually had a bad day today. Really bad day. For the first time ever, I'm grateful to see you tonight." You said.

It made him stop walking.

"What's into you today? Being all clingy and different," He pressed the back of his palm on your forehead, checking for your temperature, "Are you having a cold? "

You were pissed off, wanting to say the same to him but decided not to. You swatted his hands away as you saw him smirks, he raised his hands again to give a flick on your forehead.

"Be yourself. I'm not used to it, idiot."

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