His Warm Hands

XVI

this chapter is not long, but the next ones will be !

PoV: Hoseok
"Oh, so you were put into that industry after Nine?"

"Yeah, obviously? Otherwise I would know his name, wouldn't I?" Taehyung replies as he hands me a cold can of beer and sits down next to me, taking a sip out of his own.

"He already forgot his name by the time you joined him??" I ask surprised, opening the lid of the can before drinking out of it as well.

"Yes.. Well, I think he's been there for four years before me.. and in cages you forget everything quite fast, you see.."

Nine was all by himself for four whole years in those cages? God, poor little one.. I can't even imagine being in his situation. Being raped, drugged and abused daily.. for four years without any support.

"...What was he like when you met him for the first time?"

He leans back and stares at the ceiling.

"Hm ... I don't remember our first days. I think I wasn't able to handle the situation I got into, and Nine couldn't stand me at first. But over time, somehow we grew into each others hearts.." He explains as his expression shows that it hurts him to think about those times.
"Being together gave us a little tiny bit of comfort.. I don't know what I would've done if I was all alone.. like he was for four years."

No wonder Nine's mentality is deeper affected than Tae's..

"So you were caught there for 5 years and Nine for 9?"

Tae nods, takes another sip.
"Sounds silly, but I wish my parents would have sold me sooner."

"Huh?! Why-"

"Because I wish I could have been there for him when he was all alone for four fucking years. He was only 15 when he got in there.. he was a child." He says with pure anger.

"...But you were 17. That's a child, too."

"Oh come on, with 17 you're way more mature than with 15" He rolls his eyes.

I wouldn't agree on that, but this is off-topic.

"How old are you and that Jimin even ?" He then suddenly asks.

"Ah, Jimin's your age. I'm 23.."

"For real? I thought Jimin was older than me" The male scoffs.
"That makes Nine the oldest one with his 24 years. How ironic."

"Mhm... He's the most helpless one." I laugh and drink some of the beer.
"You must really like him if you say you would have been there for four more years just to be by his side, don't you?"

"Of course. I'd protect him at any cost... Despite him being weaker than me, he always begged those asshole to stay away from me when we were getting raped."

Ugh...

Just hearing that word makes me want to throw up.

"Crazy.."

"Yup."

I have so many questions, but I can tell that it makes him more and more uncomfortable, so I decide to leave it at that. For now.

PoV: Yoongi
It's been only two days since the first time Taehyung and Jimin met, and Tae constantly calls him on his phone to ask how I'm doing..
Jimin said he's been honestly thinking about buying me a phone too, -I mean, he has the money, but.. he thinks it's a little too early for such gifts and it would take me a long time to understand the technology.. And that's totally fine. I don't think I need a phone. At least not now. I'd be too scared that I could break it any second..

The biggest worry I currently have is my memories.
I feel like there's no progress in my head, I still don't remember anything, even though I want to..
I want to know my name, my family,.. everything about my past life. Maybe Jimin and I should ask his boss for a hint after all..

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Today I baked a cake for the first time.
In the middle of watching the series called 'Skam', Jimin came up with the idea to bake a strawberry cake, asked me if I wanted to help.

I was worried to end up useless, but I think I wasn't as useless as expected.
And after all, it was very fun.

"So? Do you like it?" Jimin asks after we are done baking and cut the cake into pieces.

Carefully I take a spoon of the cake and put it in my mouth, getting a good taste.

"Oh it's so sugary-.." I say surprised.

"Of course, don't you remember the amount of sugar we put in? It's supposed to be sweet!" The other laughs.

"Oh.. Well, y-yes it is very sweet"

"You like it??"

"It's not bad..."

"...."

".."

"You don't like it, do you?"

I shake my head and put the spoon away.

"Hahah, it's okay. I think sweet things are just not your thing"

"Is that so??"

"Yeah. You prefer coffee and you like broccoli. You don't seem to like this sweet cake and you don't like chocolate. It's crystal clear" He explains.

"Huh... I guess that makes sense, but..."

"But what?"

Am I allowed to say that?

Would he take it as a compliment?

"But Jimin is sweet, too" I mutter.

"Woah."

"I'm sorry." I apologize immediately.

"Y-You either learned how to flirt, or you're telling me that you don't like me whatsoever"

He's blushing.

"No no, I wasn't pointing at not liking you!" I say
"I just thought what you said made sense, until I realized that I like Jimin, even tho he's sweet, so.. I don't dislike all sweet things."

"Stop it, you're making me all red~!" He hums happily.

"Should I give you more compliments??"

"No! Don't >w< !"

"Okay, I won't."

"...."

"..."

"....."

Did I do something wrong?

"..Alright. Anyway, I hope it was still fun for you?"

"Baking?" I ask.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"......"

"Nine, you're too adorable! I wish I could get mad at you for being so awkward, but I can't~!" Jimin unexpectedly bursts and pulls me into his arms.
"Aahhh, so cute, so cute~"

Lately Jimin's been so touchy and open, but I don't mind it. In fact, I always like his touch.

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time flies by so fast, fuck I was shocked when I saw that the last update was last year.. I couldn't find motivation for this ff because I promised to add smut around this chapter, and that made me very insecure and I really wrote a lot of drafts but I didn't like any of them, so I decided to delay the smut. It will happen (!) But not now, I hope you understand..
I bet no one is reading this story at this point, ah...