hostage || jaeyong

six,

The day went by with Jaehyun seeing about his work, and Taeyong just observing from the corner he had been placed.

Well, it was not exactly a corner, but it definitely felt like it.

On the other hand, he was free to stare at the man, and that made up for everything.

He had to admit he was pretty impressed.

He heard Jaehyun talking on the phone in a language that he was almost certain it was English and French.

The man seemed capable of switching between foreign languages without a problem, as he was talking to his business partners.

Long conversations had taken most of the day, but Taeyong didn't feel particularly bored.

His mind had a way of flying on its own; Jooheon used to say he was daydreaming too much.

Only his brother had noticed such weaknesses in him.

To the outside world, he had always tried to look tougher than he was, something much encouraged by his hyung, Lee Jooheon.

His daydreams were hovering, however, on forbidden territory, as he could distinctly remember the kiss from earlier, as well as the last night encounter that had him growing instantly hot.

The moment he was starting to picture the entire scene and replay it in his mind over and over again.

However, there was nothing else to do, and his mind was simply taking over any determination he might have had to resist.

The man moving and talking in front of him was the root of his delight and misery.

He was the same man who had kissed him, jerked him off, and rocked his world in the short span of less than 24 hours.

"Are you ready to go home?"

Jaehyun eventually asked him with a smile.

"Am I free to go?"

Taeyong woke up from his stupor.

He had to admit he felt a bit disappointed. Maybe Jaehyun had just changed his mind.

"I deeply apologize. What I meant was: are you ready to go home with me?"

Jaehyun's home.

The place where he was going to stay so he could help Jooheon and the rest of the guys, if what Jaehyun had said was true.

The place where he was supposed to learn about how to run a business, although he had the distinct impression that he was going to learn something totally different.

"What if I just say 'no'?"

He felt the need to at least show some opposition to the idea of being dragged around like a mindless doll.

"And risk disappointing your brother?"

The blond quirked an eyebrow.

"He'll get over it," Taeyong shrugged, although he knew that wasn't true.

His brother was going to go ballistic if he dared even mentioning he had no intention to help the gang.

"Stop being a kid. What do you think? That I'm going to drag you to my cave and devour you?"

Jaehyun came closer and crouched so he could be on the same level with Taeyong who was standing on a chair.

That was exactly how adults addressed children, as if they were making a big, but endearing effort to be on the same level with a kid.