SOFT BUN || markhyuck

26.

i just finished writing, if there are any mistakes, ill check them later

Time after time, I used to do boxing whenever I could. But being in this house, I wasn't expecting much and of course, didn't get much either. So, even if by the skin of one's teeth I got a chance I took it. No matter how late or early.

I wiped my sweat all over and didn't distress myself by wearing a shirt. Planning on taking a shower and going to bed; I slipped the robe on my shoulders, leading my way to my room.

This house has always been quiet. For as long as I remembered it. For as long as I was here at least. The exterior of the house was merely a well... house. If one looks at it from the view of a servant, it was like a palace. Where one could get lost easily. Get dragged to some corner of the house without anyone else knowing. Go crazy. Because once you're in here, it was not feasible to get out in one piece. And even if you did, a part of you always stays here.

Living your 'freedom' life still in the cage of fear that maybe one day, when you go to sleep, you'll wake up in this miserable hole again. Where if you listen closely, you could hear the screams and whimpers. Where if you watch closely, you could over and over again see the purple and blue marks on arms, neck, hip. Where if you pay attention to the small things, you could see the desperation in these little ones' eyes.

But what was even sadder was the little one that was limping on the wall a bit further from where I was. I felt like my heart skipped a beat when I caught a glimpse of him. I could tell from the very glance that he was... raped, again.

I was afraid.

There were nights even I myself couldn't close my eyes, afraid, I'll be dragged to the darkness of this building which not many people saw, or didn't bother looking at cause apparently they were the reason behind it. Reasons' behind these kids here that were laying in beds with stranger's hands all over their bodies. Drugged. Bruised. Crying. Wondering when all of it will end.

When I saw Minhyung about to enter my room, I wanted to punch that guy in the face. Scream at him for letting that happen to the kid. What was he here for? Did he not care? Was he lying all this time?

'I was wondering if you might know about the kids' whereabouts?' So he didn't know. What was he doing even? At one point he wanted to take haechan with him and at the other, he didn't even know about his existence. But I didn't bother talking about it. If he was pretending to be a fool and turn a blind eye than I was a fool for thinking he could bring change to this house on a request I was against in the first place. I had a feeling from the very start it might not go the way we planned but a part of me wanted to keep even a little bit of hope into the light. If it meant haechan would make it out alive, I was willing to go at any length necessary.

Even with all this happening, one thing I was least expecting to happen was someone else to be behind the door I opened to enter. So I tried to get Minhyung away which of course the guy wasn't even planning on standing there for long in the first place.

Sliding the door shut, I never moved from where I stood. Gaze fixed on the person opposite me. I raised a brow when he didn't bother saying anything or to explain his visit. So I made a move first. As always.

'What brings you here?' I whispered leaning close to his ear, hand resting on his hip. Jaemin pushed me back with one hand on my bare chest. I was irritated by this behavior of his. First, he approached me, then pretended to not care. I grabbed his wrist.

'Jeno..' yanking it away. I passed him, sitting on the edge of the bed. I was tired.

'As always, right here,' I wanted to let him know that no matter how much he pushed me away, turn a blind eye on my every move I was here, in the end, to listen to whatever he had to say to me. Because clearly, whatever happens, he was always in a more dangerous position than me.

I was the one who started this. I wasn't going to let this go just like that.

'That man... he came again,' it was hard for him to talk about this topic so I kept quiet. 'I think he isn't planning on leaving this time without the contract signed'

I clenched my jaw, fingers intertwined, head low, eyes on the floor. I couldn't look him in the eye. I felt ashamed as if this was my fault. 'So he'll-'

'Buy me? Yes, most likely,'

'Don't say that, as if you want it to happen,'

'Jeno, do you really think I want that to happen? It's not like that place will be any better but I feel like if you look on the bright side at least I'll get out of here alive huh,'

'Bright side? Don't make me laugh,' this idiot if only you knew that place could get worse than this 'There won't be anyone there to save you from those motherfuckers, you fool,'

'I know that's why I'm here to thank you,'

'Don't... just don't go,'

'Minhyung... Is he going to get Master Haechan out?'

I looked at him suspiciously 'Where did you hear that?'

'I might have been in the room when you two came but I promise.. this is the first time I've mentioned it,' At least he doesn't know that I've met that guy before too. Even though he didn't tell anyone, they could force the talk out of him. 'You know, even though they all are disgusted and stuff I really hope he gets out,'

'Who? Minhyung?'

'Master haechan, it's not like he ever did anything to me and either way, he gets treated the same as all of us and the saddest part of it is that his father doesn't even care about it, don't you think so too?'

'Yeah, I know that pretty well.'

'I really hope he gets out of here soon,'

'Yet coming back to the topic, you're just making me look like a fool here you know that too right?'

'I don't have a saying in this, sire,'

I hated it when he said that to me. It felt like he was highlighting the line between us even more which I have been avoiding for a really long time.

'Don't-' I got up fast, now standing inches from his face. '-fucking say that to me,'

We both kept quiet. I admired his features closely. He wasn't one to let me get close to him so I took every chance I got. It was the same situation every time.

'Kiss me,' he whispered, touching my lips slightly with his. I felt shivers go down my spine. Taking his tongue out, he licked my lips. I was fucking going insane. Before I would regret it. I pulled him closer by his waist and kissed him. The boy moaned instantly, sliding my robe off my shoulders. He pushed me away... again.

On the bed. I fell on the soft surface, rising on my arms as he climbed up on me. I took his lower lip between my teeth, pulling it slightly as his fingers traveled on my chest. 'Guess I just... fell for you huh?' the corner of my lips turned up as he chuckled right on my face. It had been a while since I last saw that smile. As time passed, I ripped off his clothes. Switching our position around.

I was willing to go to great lengths to keep this boy happy. For him to just spend one day, not in some faggots claws. I wanted to kiss every inch of him and remind him of this moment that was happening. I was happy. Today, I was really happy.

Enough to actually give my all to the request of haechan's mother.

The moans that I heard took me out of this world. Every passing second was a bliss.

Only if I had known that he wasn't planning on leaving with that man if he couldn't stay here, at least not alive.

[apparantly some of you are getting confused with the boy mentioned with Jeno other than Minhyung is my dear ladies and gentlemen: Jaemin]
so.. did you find any hints for further chapters?