No one spared him a glance. It was as if Yunho wasn't there. The barista simply took his order, shot him a smile and ignored his question.
"What the fuck?" Yunho thought as he took his coffee from the barista's hand and turned away.
He turned around to face the barista again, eyes scanning her face, taking in her expression.
Yunho's face paled as he read their expressions. Although they were acting like nothing happened, their eyes says otherwise. It was covered with horror and fear..
They look fine on the outside, but a twitch could be seen under their wide smile. It's as if someone is tugging their lips up from both side, forcing them to smile. And their eyes, fear could be seen pooling out of their eyes. They seem helpless.
It's as if...someone is controlling them..
"What the fuck is going on?" Yunho whispers to himself as he walks out of the cafe.
Sweats trailed down his forehead as thoughts ran wildly around his mind.
He quickly shook off his thoughts when he reached his office.
Yunho sighed and sat on his chair. He noticed a big pile of paper sitting on his desk so he grabbed it and read them.
"Haunted cafe.." Yunho reads out softly and his eyes widen as his sight landed on the very familiar photo of the cafe that he had just went into.
"It had been abandoned 2 weeks after it was bought. The owner said that place was haunted. Plates and cups would drop onto the floor suddenly, the lights would switch off suddenly, even the barista was starting to act weirdly." Yunho reads out what was written on the paper softly.
"But I've been going there for months now..?" He breathes out and his eyes widen again. No wonder the barista was acting so weirdly. But it said that it was closed 2 weeks after it was bought so it clearly means that it was shut down 3 months ago.
"What in the world is going on..?" Yunho could feel his head spinning at an inhumane speed. His breathing quickened and his sight started to get blurry.
He lets out a breathy 'help' before he was engulfed into the darkness.
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"Hey slut, come'er." A tall, fat man slurs out while sitting on the worn out couch. The man was clearly drunk just by seeing the numerous bottles of beers surrounding the couch. The reek of beer hovering the air as he spoke.
Yunho stands in the middle of the what seems like a living room, confused.
'What? Where am I?!'
A boy came walking out seconds later. His body going through Yunho's transparent ones.
Yunho stood in place, not knowing what to do. He looked at his palms, seeing them turning into a faded transparent colour.
He quickly eyed the two and noticed that the boy was young, around 15 or 16 years old. He looked beat up, bruises littered his skinny body and his perfectly sculpted face. His pink plump lips losing the colour it was supposed to have.
"Kneel down." The man ordered and the boy hesitantly obeyed.
The man stood up and took off his jeans, jerking his now naked cock at the kneeling boy.
"Suck it."
The boy looked up at the man in horror, his eyes glistened as tears threatened to fall.
"Now." The man demanded, his voice low and cold, unlike the tone he used seconds ago.
The boy gulped and opened his mouth. He whimpered softly as his cavern was soon stuffed with the man's cock.
The man moaned out in pleasure, "That's right, that's what you're supposed to do. Keep in mind, you're a slut, forever a slut."
Drops of tears soon slid down the boy's cheeks as he started giving the man a blowjob, making the man to moan out louder.
The man let out a loud growl and grabbed a fistful of the boys hair, forcing him to take him in fully.
"Deeper whore." The man stated and pushed the boy's head deeper into his cock harshly, making him gag and choke.
"F-Father...S...stop..please... I can't breathe.." The boy whimpered out, tears sliding out uncontrollably.
Yunho stood in place shocked. He was having a hard time to process what he had just seen.
'Father? That disgusting old man was his father? '
But after a few minutes, he gathered his thoughts and he could feel the anger in him rising as he watched the man starting to strip the boy naked. The boy was struggling to get away, but failed to do so with his weak figure.
Why did the man did this to the boy? And why did the boy obey? What was going on?
Although he was confused, his emotions were taken over by the anger and rage filling his thoughts. What the fuck is he doing to his own son?
He wanted to walk over and punch the disgusting man in the face but knew he couldn't. He was transparent to them, but why?
The boy let out a final struggle and was knocked out unconscious when the man punched him in the face.
"Useless slut. Should've just left you in the orphanage." The man huffed and got up. He wore his pants and walked out of the house, leaving the unconscious, half naked boy in the middle of the living room.
Yunho quickly ran over to the boy. He took his time to scan his face and body, noticing how his wrists were covered with cuts and blood was seen seeping out from the fresh wound. He knew right away that the boy was cutting himself before being called out by the man.
Yunho raised his hand and gently stroked the boy's hair away from his face.
But what shook Yunho was that he could actually touch the boy.
His fingers didn't pass through the boy's forehead, but instead, felt the fluffiness of the boy's hair with his fingertips.
He let out a sigh, still confused with whatever was going on, but successfully calmed himself down.
He tilted his head and caressed the boy's cheek, feeling the bone sticking out from his cheeks and he shuddered at the feeling.
"What happened to you?" Yunho asked softly, knowing full well he wasn't going to get an answer.
He felt heartbroken and sad, seeing the boy so broken and empty. He was supposed to have a wonderful life with his family and friends, yet here he was, being raped by his own father.
Yunho couldn't help but feel protective over this child. He felt the need to save him, to take him out of this hell hole. The urge to scoop this boy up and burst out the door was so strong.
Yet little did he know, this was only a part of the boy's memory.
This boy was still no where to be found.
