Blindfolded ||Yoonmin ff|| +18

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(Play the music when he enters the club)

It kept replaying in his mind, him and Park. A constant, vivid memory of the boy's face when on his lap. How his head was thrown back, mouth parted. A beautiful sight that Yoongi never wanted to forget. Yoongi was never aware of this sudden interest in someone of the same sex. For as long as time could tell, he's been straight. But he knew he had a good reason for this. Park.

"Whatcha been thinkin bout, hyung?" the youngest member of the "gang" Yoongi was part of asked. Yoongi gave him a slight annoyed look that he used many time because his gang was the definition of annoying.

"Do you ever mind your own business?" Yoongi scoffed, taking a final swing of his now empty drink.

"Jeez, just wanted to make friendly convo." Jungkook said in which Yoongi gave him the really? look.

"We're murderers. We don't do friendly." he responded putting up air quotations on "friendly." He honestly couldn't care less about the other members cause they're all douchebags anyways. Yoongi got up from the couch and left the warehouse mumbling idiot on the way out. Where he was going? I think you know.

(Cue music//yes it's a one hour loop cause i didn't like any of the playlists so just deal with it plus it's a great fricken song 😑)

"Look who came back." Park said, crouching down at the edge of the stage where Yoongi sat. "Did you miss me, daddy?"

"Very much." he said with a smug look coated over his face. Park shook his head letting out a soft laugh and hopping off the stage. As he moved to the backside of Yoongi he let his hand slid down his chest (inside his shirt). Yoongi flinched at this and grabbed Park's wrist to cease it from moving any lower. To which Park just laughed, though it was surprising to see someone with such a rough n tough image be so sensitive to a simple touch. Actually, scratch that. Yoongi looked like a baby. Or possibly a kitten.

"What's your name?" Yoongi questioned, mimicking Park from yesterday.

"Whatever you want it to be, daddy~" Park whispered into Yoongi's ear, just barely being heard from the blaring music of the club. Whatever you want he repeated knowing Yoongi heard it the first time. This wasn't really the answer Yoongi was looking for but it'll have to do for now since he's only "know" Park for less than 4 hours.

Park moves his body down to his heels in a snake like motion to the music. He couldn't just stop dancing because it was literally his job. He still had on his famous black lace blindfold. How he was able to move around? Simple. The blindfold was a thin fabric that he could see through. Yes, it was dark in the building but he could still make out the silhouettes of the people there and the color of their skin. A man behind him and Yoongi slipped a 20 into the belt-loop of Park's tight ripped jeans.

"I'll see you soon~" he said before leaving Yoongi to go with the other man. You dick. Yoongi thought to himself. Park was supposed to be his. He was angry. Very angry, but grinned after mentally marking him on his list of "victims." I'll see you soon. He whipped out his phone and texted his leader.

Min: I've got one.

He turned his phone off before anyone could see. Now all he needed was they douchebag's name. They messed up big time taking Park from him. For the mean time he'd haul over one of the female strippers.

"Hey~" Yoongi was pleased with his result. The girl was a beaut.

"You know what I want." he said and she immediately got to her knees. Too bad the pretty ones sucked (in both terms). How would Park's plump lip feel around him? He could only imagine right now.

~Park POV~

What a dick (in both terms). Does he think it's attractive going this rough? It's not. Well at least for Park it wasn't. A soft fuck left his mouth when feeling a burning sensation around his hole. Did he tear my asshole? he asked himself after the pain got a lot worse. He could only hope that wasn't the case. He impatiently waited for the 30 minutes to be over.

"Sorry, daddy. But our time is over~" he said once the time was up and pulling himself away from the man.

"I have a 2 more 20s, baby~" Really? What a douche.

"That's very nice but I'm don-" "Park, he offered more money. You want to lose your job or no?"

He shook his head no, mentally crying. Another hour with this dickbag. Great.

-

Yoongi was starting to get confused. Shouldn't he be done by now? It's been over an hour! Which meant Park has 30 more minutes to go in the added hour that Yoongi had no clue about.

The 30 minutes passed and Yoongi finally saw Park walking, well...stumbling, out of the room. What happened in there? Yoongi could practically feel his blood boiling. When Park reached Yoongi he threw on a fake smile, attempting to hide the extreme pain he was feeling in his lower area.

"Hey, daddy~" his voice was shaky. Yoongi suddenly felt extremely worried. But he couldn't just casually ask what happened. Before he could even say something back Park spoke. "I'm leaving b-before you this time. Goodnight, daddy."

Yoongi just watched Park limp out of the club. When he saw the guy that was with Park he grabbed him by the collar.

"What the fuck did you do to him!" he growled through gritted teeth. The man just laughed.

"Do you think you scare me? With your baby face, you couldn't scare anyone. Now be a dear and move." the DOUCHEBAG said and roughly bumped Yoongi with his shoulder. Oh he was SO going to get it. Not just murder. NoooHOOOO!

Torture.

~Author~

Oof it's only the second episode and things are HEATED.