Third pov
He whispered when their heads turned "Guys, this is a bdsm club"
All three gasped at the same time. Kit, kao and beam hugged each other seeing all the equipments hanging around.
Kao spoke first "kitkat stop shivering. Th-they wouldn't involve us in it. There are v-olunteers there. See"
Kit spoke shrinking between kao and Beam "ai'kao I'm not shivering. It's you, who is shaking"
"Beam, ai'beam why aren't you talking anything?" Kao called the man on the other side.
"Is that a horse whip?" Beam's voice filled with horror.
"We need to leave. aren't you all hungry?" Kao asked laughing nervously.
"Yeah" "yes, very" both beam and kit nodded their head and turned to the door they entered. The bouncer there stopped them saying exit is the other way and gave the direction.
The club was too crowded and the bouncer was so scary to understand his actions. The trio decided to find the way out themselves. They passed the crowds in search and reached to a series of bar stools.
They were lost at that point and managed to get three glasses of water. Their throats dried up by just looking at everyone and the bartender pushed three shots of some burning drink to their side.
"Oh no sir we did not order anything" kao denied obediently.
"It's from the gentleman right there" he showed a muscular man. Who could easily be mistaken to john cena.
Beam spit his water on kit's shoes seeing the muscular man calling them to him using two fingers.
"On the count of three" beam said "1,2" kao and kit ran from there like in labor pain, beam followed them yelling "traitors"
All breathed heavy on running and nervousness. So they took a chair arranged in an orderly manner. Kao spoke "it wasn't that bad, was it? See there's a stage. This must be the relaxing corner"
Before kao finished Their jaw dropped when there was a muscular man who could be mistaken to DJ or 'the rock' with body full of tattoos came, followed by some twink crawling.
Kit shut his eyes tight and Beam and kao couldn't react on too much shock. The three froze at the back row.
When the Dom spanked the Sub with a leather paddle. The three shouted "ouch" at the same time grabbing everyone's attention. The Dom looked at the three teen boys and jumped from the stage walking towards them.
"He's coming to us" kao panicked. "With the paddle" beam tried to hide behind kao. Kit tried to hide under the chair. Kao and Beam on looking Kit, hid under the chairs too. Thanks to their smol body.
"Boys come out" the dom said. There were no signal of them reaching up so he used his commanding voice "get.up.now"
The three in a swift movement came out from the chair, bumping their heads.
"Show me your ID" they didn't have to be said twice they gave it to him.
"Fake one. What are you doing here? Y'all from which high school?" He asked looking at their faces.
"W-we are l- lost" kao lied gesturing his friends "right guys?"
Beam nodded "yeah, yes sir. We were searching for the cheese cake factory. Lost our way" kit was still in the frozen state. Beam added "we'll leave now sir. You won't see our faces again in your life."
Kao agreed "never, never again. You don't have to whoop our ass. My father already did that enough" kit was still in shock, he did not even blink. Kao pushed beam and beam pushed kit out of the chair.
"Where do you think you all are going? Call your parents or guardians. I'm not letting you wander around here with the damn fake ID" he threw the IDs in frustration.
"Sir we promise these IDs are not fake. please, let us go." Beam pleaded for his friends.
"Call someone and go with them. No more arguments" he is not a Dom for no reason.
Kao took his phone and typed a message with a location and sent it to pha. "Guys don't worry p'pha will come for rescue" kao proudly displayed the chat.
"You dumbhead this is a group we all are in. Oh, shit shit shit p'Ming and p'way already saw the message" beam fidgeted.
"Sit here unless someone comes, don't drink anything others give" the Dom said and signaled a waiter asking him to serve them a strawberry smoothie.
Beam interrupted him and asked in a scared tone "can i get a mango smoothie? I don't like strawberry" Dom smiled inwardly and changed it.
"You care for a fvckin smoothie? we are in trouble. I'm sure my brother is sending me back to Berlin, my death is on those bullies hands" kao whined.
"What's your problem? I'm hungry. Whose mistake do u think this is? Stop whining. p'ming is definitely gonna kill me" beam spoke back.
"Shhhhh" the Dom glared at the two and their finger automatically went to their lips.
Ming and wayo panicked seeing the message and rushed to the club as fast as they can. Both came inside in search of their boyfriends. Wayo saw kao's head and pointed it to Ming.
Ming and wayo faced the Dom and looked at the three of their nongs sitting in a weird position drinking smoothies eyes wide like an owl.
Ming's eyebrows furrowed looking at the Dom he shook his hand "hello Mr.Damien how you doing?"
The Dom shook the hand firmly "doing good Mr.Dechpanya. you know them?" Damien pointed the three.
Wayo didn't wait for them to talk and went near kit glancing his arms and face "kit, why did you come here?"
Kit was on the urge of tearing up seeing his boyfriend. He embraced wayo and snuggled closer with his arms wrapped tight on the older one's neck. "Sorry p'yo. We didn't know"
Wayo drew pattern on kit's back and stood up carrying kit like a little koala.
Beam was looking down not meeting Ming's eyes and hugged his waist after seconds of hesitation.
Damien figured out the situation and left to complete his undone art.
"No, that's alright p'way p'ming. You both don't have to thank me for protecting your boyfriends. It's my responsibility afteral" kao said.
wayo glared at kao "ming" he called.
"Yes way" Ming replied not taking his gaze off kao.
"Book a ticket for Berlin. The early the better" wayo replied.
Kao's eyes widened in terror.
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