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A.N: Waaaa congrats TXT!! Well-deserved omg I'm so happy! And also Hyuka's birthday omg!!

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"Yes, uncle!" Soobin politely answered, looking at Beomgyu with sadness and guilt before leaving them.


After a few seconds, Beomseok started searching something on Beomgyu's stuff in the cabinet. The raven-haired boy already knows what he is looking for, and he cannot do anything to hide it from that moment. His father is now holding Taehyun's camera, and he prepared himself.


"What is your intention for stealing this in my room? Have you seen anything in this camera?" his father is slowly taking his step towards his son.


"Why are you reacting like that? Is there something on it that I should never see?" Beomgyu dared to ask him back, trying to observe how guilty his father is.


His father suddenly grabbed Beomgyu's collar using his one hand. His face shows rage, and he is unstoppable as always. "It's none of your business! You knew that you are not allowed to touch anything without my permission. I will teach you a lesson because I'm sure that you're not going to confess anything. After all, you're a liar!"


He started dragging his son towards the torture room, located in the basement of the villa. It is a place that he made to torture anyone who opposes him, including his son, who already experienced being in there since childhood. The big metal door creaked, and there is a lot of torture devices, and even weapons are all present there. He slammed Beomgyu towards the metal chair, and he took a familiar torture instrument from the cabinet.


"Stealing is not good, and the next time that you did it again, I will crush both of your goddamn hands!" his father placed the thumbscrew (torture instrument) in the table in front of his son. He grabbed Beomgyu's right hand and put his fingers between the sharp bars of the device.


His father rotated the screw that slowly pierces into Beomgyu's fingers. The raven-haired boy has no choice but to bite his lips to stop himself from screaming. His left fist is clench hard to endure the pain, and his blood is dripping on the table. The thumbscrew is crushing his fingers, he can feel the cold sweat on his forehead, and his eyes are tightly shut.


He endured it for minutes, and his father only stopped when he is already satisfied. He removed the equipment and washed it before tossing it back to the cabinet.


"No one can mess with me, not even my son. Remember that!" his father shouted for the last time before leaving his torture room.


Beomgyu is staring at the bloody table, his breathing became rapid, and he did his best to calm himself. He used the hem of his t-shirt to wrap his bloody hand. He immediately left and went back to his room. He grabbed his first aid kit on the top of his cabinet to treat himself just like what he used to do.


He leaned at the headboard of the bed as he felt dizzy. He did his best to stay awake, well he already did become awake from shock. Taehyun just arrived, with his wide eyes when he saw Beomgyu's bloody hand.

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