Royal ~ Minsung

-17-

Jisung stood anxiously by Minho's bathroom door, looking away from the rest. Chan and the king were discussing something and Hyunjin stood by Minho's walk-in-closet, looking just as uncomfortable as Jisung.

The door suddenly burst open, and Felix and Seungmin rushed inside. Behind them entered Woojin, Minho and Changbin. Minho's had both arms draped around Woojin and Changbin's shoulders to help him walk.

Jisung's jaw dropped at the sight of Minho. His eyes looked empty, his clothes were ripped, his face stained with tears and his neck bleeding.

Chan quickly rushed over to Minho, making him flinch away.

"Minho, you go with Chan and get cleaned up, ok?" Woojin softly said.

Minho didn't respond, he just let Chan lead him past a shocked Jisung, and into his bathroom.

Jisung's eyes stayed on the bathroom door, even after it had been closed. He could hear water running and soft voices, but it was impossible to hear what they were saying.

"KIM WOOJIN WHAT DO YOU THINK YOURE DOING, BRINGING HIM BACK UP HERE?" The king yelled, walking up to his first borne son.

"Father, please." Woojin pleaded.

"Let me explain."

The king eyed his son, but let him go on either way.

"When we walked down to the basement, Minho was about to get raped by the other prisoners because he hadn't been put in a private cell like he was supposed to. If we hadn't been there, i don't know what could have happened to him..." Woojin softly said, still afraid of his father's reaction.

The king sighed.

"I suppose i can understand that."

The room fell silent. The only sounds were the soft voices talking inside the bathroom. The minutes felt like hours as they waited for the two boys to emerge from the bathroom.

After about 30 minutes Chan snuck out the door to get Minho a change of clothes, and 5 minutes after that, the two walked out of the bathroom together.

Everyone were silent.

Minho looked over towards Jisung, but the younger immediately averted his eyes. Minho's heart broke a bit. God what had he done to the poor boy.

"Minho. Come here." The king said.

You could literally hear the anger dripping from his voice.

Minho walked up to his father, still keeping his dead eyes cast downward.

"Look at me."

Minho raised his head, meeting eyes with his father. The king gripped Minho's jaw with his hand, and turned his head to the side to inspect his neck. Hickeys and bitemarks littered his perfect skin. The small wounds from when the prisoner had bit him too hard were still red and irritated.

"I'm sending you back down into the hole for the rest of your punishment, Minho." The king said while letting go of Minho's jaw.

Minho tensed up, and looked away from his father nervously. He couldn't talk back, but he still never wanted to step foot into the basement again.

"Are you scared, Minho?" the king taunted

Minho immediately shook his head.

"A real prince knows how to take any challenge with pride. A real prince knows his place. A real prince knows how to take a punishment. Are you a real prince, Minho?" The king calmly asked.

"Yes. I-I am." Minho answered.

The king scoffed.

"You're no prince. Crying over beings touched, and afraid of your own father." The king said.

"If you went through what i went through you'd be fucking crying your soul out." Minho growled back, getting angry at his father's behavior.

The king slapped Minho across the face, hard. Jisung gasped and covered his mouth with his hands. Felix quickly rushed over to Jisung's side, giving him a side hug and an apologetic smile.

"Don't talk back to me boy." The king growled.

Minho blinked the tears out of his eyes and turned his head back to face his father.

"I talk to you any fucking way i want." Minho growled earning another hard slap across his face.

The king grabbed Minho's collar and lifted Minho up so that he had to tip toe to stay balanced.

"Keep going like that and im putting you in the freeroaming cell next. Where you really can enjoy the prisoners' touch like the little slut you are." The king growled.

Minho just glared his father down until the king eventually let him go and exited the room. The only thing he said was" Captain Seo, take him down to his cell and make sure he's locked up."

Minho stayed still, not turning around to meet anyone's eyes. His cheek stung so badly he was certain a bruise was forming.

Chan slowly walked up to Minho, placing a hand on his shoulder. Chan pulled Minho into a hug.

"Lee Minho you dumbass. How many times have i told you not to talk back to your father." Chan said, making Seungmin and Felix chuckle.

Minho stayed still. He wasn't in any mood to be laughing and enjoying himself right now. Not after having been touched in places no one was supposed to touch without his consent, and hit by his own father.

"Lets go Changbin." Minho muttered, walking towards the door.

Chan quickly caught Minho wrist.

"Hey, Minho wait a second. You can't go down like that. Let me take care of your cheek first, i don't want you to get a large bruise." Chan said.

Minho glanced towards Jisung. The boy was looking down at his fingers while fiddling with them, clearly uncomfortable. Karma really was a bitch, and it sure made sure Minho was getting punished for his actions. And who was Minho to play god, trying to treat the bruise karma had brought upon him.

"I'm fine Chan." Chan looked into Minho's eyes pleading him not to do this to himself - not to punish himself for something that was already forgotten.

Pleading him not to punish himself and to ruin himself like his father was doing. Especially not after what he had been through.

"Minho don't do this to yours-"

"Lets go Changbin." Minho said, walking out of the room.

Changbin quickly followed. The room fell silent again.