⚠️Violence TW⚠️

It's now the third week of Yeosang being trapped here and there's one thing he definitely knows. His door is always locked. Obviously. But what has the power to lock and unlock a door? A key. A key that Wooyoung always keeps in his back pocket.

Yeosang always eyes the keys whenever he comes in, it was constantly within his reach but he never had the courage to take them.

Until today, when he walks in, holding his lunch. Yeosang may have given the impression that he was no longer a threat because Wooyoung just leaves the keys on his bed so he could free his hands for a moment. He doesn't put it in his back pocket like usual, and now they were even closer to him, he couldn't just pass up an opportunity like that.

Whatever blind trust he possessed from him, he is about to break, because as Wooyoung walks over to him to hand over his food, Yeosang quickly runs past him and grabs the keys, making a move for the door.

Of course, he hadn't thought about the fact that he actually had to unlock the door first before escaping, and that the room is very small, so it doesn't take long for Wooyoung to put the food down and grab the back of Yeosang's shirt, who is struggling with the lock.

He pulls him away from the door, key still in the lock, with a force that makes Yeosang fall onto the floor.

"What's this? Did you really just try to escape right now?" Wooyoung scoffs in disbelief. He looks down at the boy on the floor with a dirty look. "I thought I made it clear on what would happen if you pulled a stunt like this again"

He pulls him up from the floor by his shirt and purposefully slams his back onto the wall, making him yelp in pain. "Oh did that hurt?" He laughs. "I'm sorry, but that was just a little teaser of what I'm about to do." He says, almost growling at him.

"You almost got me into huge trouble prince. Maybe this time I have to make some actual damage so you can't even walk to the door, let alone escape."

His words are dangerous, and Yeosang doesn't know how true they are. All he knows is that he is scared under Wooyoung for the first time.

It seems like every relatively decent thing he did for Yeosang is thrown out the window as he sneers at him, threatening to hurt him.

But he isn't going to give in. Wooyoung could give as many death glares as he likes, Yeosang isn't going to play the helpless prince game. He is sick of the other treating him like a piece of trash and being mindlessly cruel. What was the reason for being so cruel to someone you don't know, and has done nothing wrong to you? Yeosang's expression shifts within a blink, from frightened to sending daggers with his eyes.

He had nearly missed the .1 second of Wooyoung being thrown off at his change in expression, but he's glad he didn't because it gave him all the confidence to kick Wooyoung away from him.

He grabs his shin, groaning at the impact but recovers all too quickly and grabs Yeosang's arm, pulling him towards him. Since Wooyoung is the experienced one in fighting, it's much to easy for him to land a punch to Yeosang's jaw.

The other yelps in pain and stumbles onto the floor, letting his eyes fall closed.

Wooyoung's eyes widened as he stared at the boy on the floor. Did he go too far? It was a bit unfair that he fought for a living while Yeosang didn't.

Though what he doesn't know is that Yeosang is experienced in acting. Not, in real shows, but in events and gatherings where he has to pretend he's having a good time.

So, when Wooyoung cautiously kneels beside the laying boy, Yeosang shoots up and throws him onto the floor, straddling his waist to keep him from moving.

His eyes widen in shock once again as the other grabs his neck, adding some pressure, not enough to hurt, but enough to cause discomfort. Wooyoung has never been in this position before, usually he's the one that has the control, so he doesn't like this one bit.

He grabs Yeosang's hands, trying to yank them off his neck but the other just growls and presses harder, making him cough.

Yeosang leans forward, enough so their noses touch. "I bet you don't like this position you're in do you? It makes you feel small doesn't it?" He tries not to wince as he speaks, Wooyoung's punch had really hurt his jaw, which he can feel is throbbing.

He just wants to make Wooyoung feel trapped and small like he made him feel.

Yeosang presses their noses together, their breaths mingling through their heavy pants. Wooyoung tries to move his face away but he grabs his face. "You don't like feeling this trapped, unable to move huh?" He chuckles. "Just think of this as a taste of your own medicine, let's see how you like being locked in this room by yourself."

Yeosang lets go of him and grabs the keys, running to the door. But Wooyoung is too fast as he crawls on the floor and grabs one leg, pulling him onto the floor. He pulls Yeosang forward and punches his jaw again, on the same spot.

This time Yeosang cries out in pain even louder. That'll show you how to shut up. Wooyoung thinks. As he lifts Yeosang up by his collar, he throws him on the bed.

This time when Wooyoung swings his arm back, he accidentally gets a glance of Yeosang's face. There is a light bruise on his face, which will no doubt darken. He looks at the boy shielding himself with his arms, ready to take another blow.

But Wooyoung hesitates. He doesn't know why but he does.

And that one second of his arm stopping in the air allows someone from behind to grab it, pulling him off the bed. His arm is roughly yanked away with such a force it makes him stumble.

Wooyoung's eyes widen as he sees his boss stare angrily at him.

"Tell me why you are BEATING UP OUR CAPTIVE!"

Yeosang can't hold back his shocked gasp when he brings his hand down to hit Wooyoung on the face. Luckily the sound of the slap was too loud for them to hear his gasp.

"How are we going to explain him being all beat up when we give him in? He needs to be in good condition!" Another slap.

"Sorry boss... but the prince was trying to take my keys and escape! I was just teaching him a lesson." Wooyoung winces was he speaks.

He scoffs, and turns to Yeosang, who gulps in fear at the man. The two have a stare off until he begins to speak.

"You don't understand that we are keeping you safe do you? You'd be killed instantly if you were out there instead." He walks up to Yeosang, looking down since he was much taller than him.

He takes another step forward, and at the same time, Yeosang takes another back. They continue for another few steps until his back hits the wall. Now that Yeosang is trapped, the boss continues to talk.

"If you try escaping again, I will personally take you to les rois, who will be more than delighted to slit your throat." He growls. "Count your blessings boy, you probably were never taught that since you had everything at your command".

He takes a step back to sneer at him, Yeosang gives him a dirty look back, annoyed at his audacity to assume what his life was like. But he doesn't do or say anything because he fears for his life.

Instead, he just watches the man turn around and grab Wooyoung again.

"And you. You keep your hands to yourself, verbally abuse him all you want but he needs to be in good conditions for us to give him back and get the money!" He raises his voice at the last part, making him grimace.

Wooyoung is grabbed by the ear and dragged out of the room, his complaints audible even after them shutting the door.

Once again, Yeosang is alone.

He sits on the bed and clutches his stomach, caught off guard by the sudden sharp pain. When he groans, his jaw that was repeatedly hit by Wooyoung throbs.

All Yeosang feels is pain. He just wants it to go away but this feeling of pain overpowers everything else.