baby boy

spotted

< no ones pov >

namjoon and jungkook look at each other before looking back at the screen, it was the stripper from before and suho. suhos hands were perched on the boys waist, his lips on his neck. the stripper trying to remove him, but also having an aroused face. it was quite the sight to see. Suho's hand began moving down to the males hips and landed on his behind, squeezing it slightly. The boy jumped and pushed suho away softly.

  the stripper looked... uncomfortable? from the looks of it he seemed like he didn't want to be there. "hoseok don't move towards the hallway. suho's there." namjoon said, they see on the camera hobi coming to a holt. "listen to what their saying" yoongi suggested. hoseok moved closer and leaned against a wall, he listened closely to what the duo were talking about.

"come on baby, we didn't get to finish earlier..." suho said, he lifted his hand to jins face caressing the cheek, a light blush formed on jins face. he gently removed the hands from his face. "please stop sir, I'll have to call security since you're here." he said trying to sound strict but his high pitched voice betrayed him. suho rolled his eyes. "you're a stripper correct? aren't you suppose to please your client?" jin looked up at suho with wide eyes.

"e-excuse you." he stuttered out. He was going to walk away towards his dressing room but the strong grip on his wrist prevented him from doing so, "L-let go of m-me.." he said.  suho didn't let go, his grip simply tightened on the small boy. fear began to well up in jins chest, he  grabbed his other hand to push it off but to no avail it was useless. Suho was much stronger than him.

"Secur- mmhp!" he couldn't even get half the word out before Suho covered his voice with his hand. Jin was trembling, trying to wiggle himself off the mans grip. Hoseok watched from the side, some part of him wanted to help the guy but he knew he would be risking a lot if he did. hoseok wasn't the only person to feel this as the rest of the members listened and watched. their chests tightening by the sound/sight.

taehyung who was standing guard was getting tired of just listening to the muffled pleads and spoke up. "Well, are you gonna help him or not?" though taehyung was the one who called him a whore earlier he did indeed feel bad for him. saying that everyone snapped back into reality, all looking at namjoon awaiting for his word. "hoseok, don't kill him, we still need to have a word." hoseok smirked and responded with a 'yes sir' before he reached for the syringe in his suit pocket, along with the liquid, 'they all made fun of me for carrying these,' he thought.

jin was trying his hardest to free himself, being that no one was going to help him. jin opened his mouth and bit down as hard as he could, suho let out a groan. he removed his hand examining it. It wasn't a terrible wound but it will sure as hell leave a scar, he glared at jin ready to kill the boy now. he raised his fist and jin was quick enough to dodge it, he stared at the mans fist hitting the wall. He removed his hand and it was covered with blood.

he was furious now. Jin was ready to run but suho kicked his legs causing him to fall hard on the ground. jin tried to get up but suho beat him to it, he flipped the boy over and held his arms over his head, "trust me princess, you don't want to try anything else." jin was terrified, he didn't know what was going to happen. Suho held him down with one hand, he knew he didn't stand a chance.

suho pulled out a cloth, "don't worry princess, I'll use you the way I want to.." the cloth was coming to his face but suddenly Suho stopped moving, he gasped a little bit and dropped the cloth. He reached for something on his neck and thats when jin saw it, a syringe, no liquid inside, not anymore at least.