HOUSEKEEPER - JAEHYUN x READER

drugged and drunk

Seconds went by like minutes, and minutes went by like hours. At least that's what I think, I had been sitting down on the moistures cellar floor for god knows how long now, without anything to do.

To keep myself accompanied, I had been making poems and tried to sing my favorite songs, even though my voice sounds like a dog choking.

I tried not to think about everything, and make myself go crazy inside this hellhole, because I notice the more I think of it now, the more I just want to disappear. That is a very scary feeling.

I suddenly heard a knock on the door, and I stood up, so I could be more prepared just in case.

"I hope you like pasta carbonara," Namjoon said as he walked down on his long legs down the stairs. I just rolled my eyes and sat down. "I take that as a no?"

He put down the plate filled with delicious pasta, and a glass filled up by water. There were even two cubes of ice in it. Even though after everything he had done, I had to admire his effort.

"I like pasta carbonara," I said coldly and started eating it. "Well, I figured it would be a bit boring to sit here all day," Namjoon suddenly said, and pulled out something from the bag he was wearing on his shoulder.

"This is the first book of Harry Potter, I hope you haven't read it yet," He said and put it beside me. "I mean, a good book like that, you can read hundreds of times over and over and never get bored-"

He cut himself off and grinned.
I stopped eating and looked up at him.
"What is it?" I asked, and he grinned again. "It is just that you seem to love my pasta carbonara."

I rolled my eyes at him again. "Stop trying to make this seem like a normal setting. You have fucking kidnapped me." I said and continued my pasta.

His smile disappeared again, standing up straight. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps cut through the silence, like a knife. Both me and Namjoon looked over to see no one else than Juwon stumbling down the stairs.

I could see that he was both drugged and drunk, which was the worst combination for a man like him. I stood up and hurried back to the corner where I sat some moments ago.

My fingers became numb, sweat started to form at the palms of my hands. My body started trembling against my will, so I tried to breathe slowly and stay as calm as possible, not wanting to satisfy the man by showing any fear. I probably did a very bad job at that, it seemed like Namjoon noticed my reaction. He rushed up to Juwon to greet him.

"Get out of my way," Juwon said and pushed Namjoon to the side.

My heart began to race, and my breaths became deeper. more desperate.

"You are feeding her too much, RM. She will start to gain weight." Juwon looked directly into my eyes. To my dismay, he noticed I was scared to death. It pleasured him.

I had to try to collect myself, but it was so fucking hard.

"You should rest, Boss," Namjoon said, trying to drag him back up the stairs, but of course failed.
Juwon went in my direction.

"We can share her if you want, it has been long since you have gotten some." Juwon laughed out and shook Namjoon by his shoulders.

"I'll go first, you'll go second." He laughed again and started unzipping his pants. Fear formed in my eyes, looking over at Namjoon, begging him for help.

"We should rest, it's going to be a long day tomorrow," Namjoon said, pulling Juwon back to him. Juwon took a short break to think of his decision. "Starve her until I come back, it will be around two days. I want to see her bones getting extra shiny." Juwon said and licked his lips when he looked at me.

Juwon came close to me and kissed my collarbone. I was too scared to move, too frightened to say anything. His mouth heated my ear and he whispered;
"I love you so fucking much."
He then made his way to my jawline.
He kissed me slowly there, then he moved on to my lips. I didn't do anything back, but he surely didn't care as he kept kissing me regardless.

"I'll see you soon, babe." He said lastly before he let me go.

He stumbled his way back up the stairs.

And I slid down the wall and fell down on the floor.

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asked, but this time it was me who ignored him.

"I need to pee," I said quietly,
"Sorry, What?"
"I said I need to fucking pee!" I screamed at him.
The basement became silence for twenty seconds or so before he spoke up.
"Sure,
I'm just going to clean up these plates first."

He was about to pick up the plate and was about to pick up the glass. "I want to have a glass of water by my side, in case I get thirsty." He told me that it was fine before he guarded me on the way upstairs.

I came to a small hallway with a door placed at each of the four walls. He held both of my hands behind my back with one of his hands while he guided me through one of the doors.

"I'll give you five minutes, you will be locked inside there to do your 'things' and I will try to get you a mattress to sleep on downstairs." He said and I walked into the bathroom. Not long after, the door was locked from the outside.

The bathroom didn't have any windows either, and I was starting to lose track of what was night and day. From what I figured, I've been here for around one night and a day.

I had to get out before Juwon came back.
Some way, somehow.
...

"I made you soup for dinner today," Namjoon said as he was walking towards me, laying down on my mattress.

I was glad that I finally could lay on something other than the floor, considering which position I was in.

"I thought your boss told you to make me starve, this has been the fifth meal you have made for me." I turned myself over to the other side. I had just been napping a bit and done a lot of thinking. Almost too much that I eventually dozed off due to exhaustion.

"That's why you'll have to keep it a secret." He said and grinned a little before placing the soup in my hands.

I looked up at him with a troubled look. All the thoughts in my head were flying around, looking for an answer. "How long have I been here?" I asked, reaching out for the tablespoon.

"For three days now," Namjoon said, and looked down at the floor, breaking our eye contact. It seemed like he was ashamed of everything, even though he never said such. Even though he lied, stalked me and then kidnapped me, I had to admit that he wasn't that scary anymore, but Juwon nonetheless, was a whole different story.

Luckily he hadn't been around for the days I've been here, Namjoon had informed me that he was working out of town, and had been going to a lot of clubs and was too busy to return.

"Have you started on Harry Potter yet?" A hopeful voice asked me as he looked at the unopened book. "I'm not really in the mood for reading right now," I said glooming, followed by a loud cough. I was getting a little bit sick. Sitting down in a cold basement for a long time is a stupid thing to do in the middle of the winter, though, I didn't have any other options.

"You want me to get another duvet to you?" Namjoon asked and shot up from the chair he was just now seated in. "Sure."

"I will be back in just a minute." He said, then ran upstairs.

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