A Dying Flower | K.sj

A New Mask

Seokjin looked at the pictures one by one with his heart in his stomach. His eyes watered as he inspected the faces and every other thing he's looking.

"These" He clutched the end of the pictures, crumbling them slightly as he raised his head to look at Red "Where did you find them?" He demanded.

Red snorted, getting on Seokjin's nerves "Find them?" He shook his head "When two of your men work as your bangtan's bodyguards it is easy to take as much pictures as we want"

His words stunned the singer. If this was true, then his friends weren't safe like he thought. He knew more bodyguards would be there when they realized he was kidnapped but to think that two of Red's men are this close to his friends terrified him.

"And these" Red handed Seokjin more pictures and a list of numbers "Were also easy to get. You more than any of us know who these people are and what's on this list. This is more than a game"

Seokjin anxiously bit on his lower lip as his eyes scanned the paper. Real phone numbers and emails of his friends and family were written down. How did Red get his hands on these? He could remember how the man called Taehyung on the third day he was here but how come he never questioned that?

Seokjin's hands were trembling as he placed the paper aside and stared at the pictures of his family, his real home, there were pictures of them leaving the house and pictures of them meeting with his friends and Si-hyuk, these were recent and it wasn't good that he was so sure of this. He continued to look at picture after the other until he couldn't look anymore, the last few made his stomach role.

Both of the men in the room chuckled at Seokjin's reaction. Red collected the pictures and took the last ones from Seokjin's hold to look at them "These are the best." He waved them around with a smirk "If one of these is out on social media, I'm sure you'll be canceled forever by your so lovely fans. It'll be interesting to see their reaction as they see how much of a slut you are, how good you look while taking a dick" Red's hand caressed Seokjin's cheek like he does all the time, his eyes on him as he leaned closer to his face "With just a simple click, pictures like this will be all over the world to see." His voice was low and threatening, nothing in it but the amusement it always held.

The electronics his men stole from bangtan's house were of use before they were sold, Red was provided with a lot of information, more than he was searching for. Everything was to his advantage.

"What... " Seokjin's voice quivered along with his body "W-what do they have to do with this? Why are you doing this in the first place?" He shook his head, not believing that Red is threatening him with what he was trying to hold on and stay strong with. This wasn't right.

"Do as asked and no one will get hurt, if I hear any huge complaints from Kageyama or any future clients I will not hesitate to take action to bring and hurt one of your loved ones or post these beautiful pictures." He didn't sound to be lying.

A chocked sob escaped Seokjin's lips as he wiped at a stray tear, he understood what Red meant by clients and for a second wished that he had accepted Red's one and only offer of pulling him out of this, he could have tried to escape him when he gained his trust then but now he had no escape, nowhere to run, no one to help him and he knew he had to accept this fate or either many people will be hurt because of him. Many people will see him being claimed, humiliated and used.

He couldn't risk this. Seokjin won't be able to live with himself anymore if what he's doing right now is even living.

Red did not ask Seokjin if he wanted to do this. He had to do it whether he liked it or not since "A slut is your new job from now on" is what Red declared with a wicked smile on his face.