International Stardom (BTS Spanking story)

Frostbite {Maknae Line} pt. 6/8

// RM's POV //

I practically dragged the younger man because he was holding onto my hand very tightly.

"I know you're scared, Taehyungie, but stop squeezing so tight please. I'm not going to murder you."

"Are you kidding? I'd rather your murder me!" He said as I let him walk in first.

I closed my room door and stared at my younger Dongsaeng. He's so cute, I don't want to punish him. He clearly has learned his lesson, but it is time to be a strict leader. I mean Taehyung could have fucking died, so could've Jungkook and Jimin.

"This isn't a joking matter, Kim Taehyung."

"I know, hyung." He sighed.

"Good. I want you to be thinking about why you landed, not only yourself, but Jungkook and Jimin as well in this position. I'm very disappointed with your actions, you acted like a complete idiot which I know you aren't. I want you to think of a good apology to tell your hyungs and Jungkook. You are the reason that we got into this mess."

Taehyung hugged his legs and let out soft tears onto his sweater.

"What do you have to say, young man?"

"I'm sorry, Namjoon hyung. I didn't foresee what was going to come of this."

"A lot of us got injured and ill from what you got us all into. I hope you realize that, Taehyung."

"I do realize it."

I put my hands on my hips, thinking about how I'm going to approach this. I know he chose me because he has this belief that I will go easier on him but he can't seriously think that.

"A-are you?... Are you going to use the belt on me, hyungie?" He whispered.

"No I won't, buddy. I know you've learned what happened and you won't do it again. But this isn't going to be a walk-in-the-park, do you understand that?"

"Yes, hyung."

I raised my eyebrow.

"Yes sir, Namjoon hyung."

"Good, you're the best dongsaeng, bud but I won't allow this to happen again."

He nodded.

Well.. I guess it's time to begin.

"Stand," I ordered.

He got himself up and mentally prepared himself.

I take his seat on the bed and tell him to bend over my right knee.

He puts his hands on my lap before lowering his lower body and laying down as comfortably as he can.

He brushed his slick black hair away from his eyes and looked the right, to see what I was doing.

I pulled down his sweatpants and lowered his boxers to his ankles. I know he will kick them off so I just take them both off and throw them across the room.

He stretched his long legs, cracked his ankles then held them in place.

I rubbed his back, "I want you to know before we begin that I've already put this whole thing behind us so I don't want you to feel any awkwardness about anything you do here. Hyung knows it hurts so you cry as much as you want."

Taehyung winced a bit but nodded.

I sighed, popped my knuckles, and then raised my arm above my head.

SMACK

Taehyung jerked, "Ahh! Not so hard, hyung!"

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK