Part Twenty-Five

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T/N: KOREAN VOCABULARY LESSON!!! WOOHOO!!!!! Here are the new words we used this chapter! Take notes! We're about to have entire conversations!

Huimang: (noun) hope.

nan gwaenchanh-a: (informal) I'm okay/I'm fine

Eomeo: 'oh my'

Hajima: 'don't do it'

Ani: 'no'

geogjeong mala: 'don't worry'

Jebal nal tteonaji maseyo.: 'Please don't leave me.'

Naneun naega jal doel geos-ilago yagsoghanda.: 'I promise I'll be good.'

~oooOooo~

Mathan had a hard time controlling himself when his father walked in. He got that sudden sense of a spider moving along the web, intrigued by its victim's futile struggle against the inevitable. He had to forcibly unclench his hands and move them away from the gun he kept tucked into the waistband of his pants.

"My, it looks like you poor boys have certainly been banged up. But it works. It definitely does," Dorian almost purred as he moved further into the room, seeing the boys stiffen when a group of armed men followed after him.

"I am afraid that I must ask for your help," he continued, clapping his hands together in glee. "I am going to make a little movie and you young men are going to help me. Now I am sure that your first thought is to tell me to go straight to hell, but please look at each other and think of the consequences that your refusal would bring."

Mathan felt the bile rise in his throat as it dawned on him what his father was about to do.

"These gentlemen are going to give each of you a little shot and you will all go to sleep for a little while. We will make our little movie and that will be that."

Even without a complete understanding of the English language there was enough in the tone of that alien voice to make Kookie reach for Jimin, pulling him into his arms while Namjoon wrapped arms around Hobi who was still sitting on the table. Jin had moved to Taehyung's bedside the moment the masked man had walked in and now sat next to the injured young man. Yoongi stood alone, deliberately so.

Laughing with that awful sounding voice at the expressions on the faces of BTS, Dorian continued, "Now don't worry yourselves, your virtues are completely safe... We are making a pretend snuff film, not a porno. But let me warn you gentleman, failure to cooperate will result in this becoming a real snuff film. Now if Mr. Kim would be so kind as to translate, we will get started in a couple of minutes."

Walking over to Mathan's side, Dorian whispered softly before leaving him with his demons, "Very touching moment there, son. Giving comfort to that poor broken boy. I was touched. I think I even shed a tear. Too bad these boys don't know what a killer you really are..."

Mathan stood stone still as he watched Namjoonmove from member to member, explaining the sick twisted idea that his fatherwas going to put them through now, knowing there wasn't a damn thing he coulddo to stop it. All he could do was watch and pray to a God that he didn'tbelieve in.

~oooOooo~

Mathan walked over to Hoseok and gently picked him up off the table, moving him to the empty bed where for a few seconds he had held perfection in his arms.

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