(A/N: Angst ahead. Sorry for the delay!)

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"You're drunk."

"COMEEE OOOONNNN! HAHAHA! I'M-hik-NOT-hik-DRUUUNK! HOOOH! GIVEE MEE MOREEE!"

"You've had too much alcohol. Give me that drink."

"NOOOO! DAAADDY NOOOO!!!"

"The fuck?"

"GIVE-hik-ME-hik-YOUR COCK!!!"

"Please, Jongin. Just stop him."

"Why would I? It's cute."

"It's not."

"It is."

Jongin and Kyungsoo smirks, exchanging looks. Luhan's incoherent giggles blends in with the lively beat of techno music inside the bar, and it both makes their head throb harder.

"KISS! KISS! KISS!!! FUUUUCK, I WAAANT-hik-TO KISSSS!!! KISS ME, JONGIN!" Luhan chants, and he is a whole mess rubbing himself against Jongin's body.

"Can I kiss him?" Jongin asks.

"Go on. I'm just gonna watch."

Kyungsoo just stares at his two boyfriends amused, when Jongin brings their hot mouths together and starts to make out furiously. Jongin kisses Luhan open-mouthed, making sure to suck his tongue and nibble on his lips in every move.

So fucking hot.

Kyungsoo grabs the glass of margarita from Luhan's hand and drinks it instead. He makes a scrunchy face because of the burning taste in his throat that Jongin finds really cute.

"Oh god," Kyungsoo mutters, looking at the empty glass in his hand. "I want more. Fuck."

"Aren't you wasted yet?" Jongin asks. He slings an arm around Luhan's shoulder while said guy is kissing his neck softly.

"It's Friday. I can get drunk you know," Kyungsoo replies, "And I love it."

"I love it when you're drunk, too."

"Why is that?"

"Well, you do incredible things in bed."

Kyungsoo laughs at that.

"Then what are you waiting for? Get me more drinks," Kyungsoo says. He turns to Luhan beside him. "I'll take care of our baby."

Laughing, Jongin stands up and untangles himself from Luhan's arms. He playfully shoves him to Kyungsoo who sneers at him in return. The drunk male hiccups, and kisses Kyungsoo's cheek instead with a smooch.

"Yuck, don't do that."

"Hihi," Luhan giggles. "Love you."

Kyungsoo rolls his eyes, but he is hugging Luhan anyway.

Jongin walks towards the counter as he relishes the air that reeks of alcohol and smoke. People are busy dancing around him, sweaty bodies bumping and swaying against him but he seems not to give a fuck.

He suddenly stops, standing there frozen, when he sees a familiar face behind the crowd wearing the waiter's uniform and serving drinks to every tables. Jongin just observes when the familar guy bows politely at the costumer before he proceeds to get empty glasses on the table next to him.

Jongin furrows his eyebrows, caught off guard.

"Is that... is that Baekhyun?"

As if the familiar guy heard him, he turns to Jongin's general direction, giving Jongin the perfect view of his face, thus, revealing that what Jongin saw was correct.

"It's Baekhyun..."

Jongin steps closer.

And suddenly stops midway, thinking for a brief second.

"Bullshit. This is not good," Jongin whispers to himself. "Maybe we should leave."

He turns around and runs back to their table.

"Babe, come on," he says, tapping Kyungsoo lightly on the shoulder. He looks over at Baekhyun who is busy carrying a tray of cocktail drinks. "Let's, let's get out of here quick."

"Why? Where's my drink?" Kyungsoo asks, looking at Jongin's scandalized face.

"We need to go. I sense danger," Jongin mutters. "I'm gonna carry Luhan on my back so go out first before he sees us."

"What are you saying? Who?"

"Here," Jongin hands him the keys, "Get the car keys and drive."

Jongin hoists Luhan up on his back who has deeply fallen asleep. His arms dangle off Jongin's shoulder so Jongin lifts him up properly.

"Chanyeol must be at our house looking for him. W-we shouldn't be here. We need to go."

"I don't understand--"

"Just listen to me and get out of here!"

They reach the parking lot in no time. Kyungsoo drives while Jongin is by his side. Luhan sleeps at backseat.

"What did you see there that you badly wanted to leave?" Kyungsoo curiously asks as he drives.

Jongin releases a heavy sigh.

"I saw Baekhyun there."

"Baekhyun? What is he doing there?"

"Taewoo told me once that Baekhyun was looking for a part-time job," Jongin says. "And he said Baekhyun's got a job last month."

"Then that's great. What the hell are you even worried about?"

Jongin looks at him worriedly.

"I didn't know Baekhyun was working at that fucking night club, Kyungsoo. That fucking bar," he sighs and says. "sells drugs."

Kyungsoo's eyes widen in surprise.

"Marijuana, ecstasy, cocaine, heroin. They put it in their drinks and sells it off to VIP costumers," Jongin says. "Baekhyun is in serious danger because I think Chanyeol doesn't know about it."

"Fuck, are you kidding me!?"

"No. I'm not."

"Oh my god! Then why the fuck did we leave Baekhyun in that place!" Kyungsoo yells in rage and panic. "WHAT THE FUCK, JONGIN! WE SHOULD GO BACK!"

Kyungsoo is about to swerve back the car but Jongin holds his arm, stopping him.

"No! Chanyeol's gonna get mad at Baekhyun if he finds out about it! Do you fucking want that?"

"Well, Baekhyun is HIS responsibilty so he has the right to know, goddamnit!"

"Remember the last time when I was away and Baekhyun went to our house?"

"Yeah, what about it?" Kyungsoo asks, "Does it have something to do with this?"

"Chanyeol turns fucking insane when he gets angry," Jongin blurts out, "Didn't you know how he punished Baekhyun that time when you and Luhan played with his bitch!?"

That makes Kyungsoo stop.

"He sexually punished Baekhyun for a whole day! Do you want that to fucking happen again?"

"No, of course not!"

"Kyungsoo, watch out!"

Kyungsoo steps on the brakes quick, when a black car cuts them off on the road. The headlights of the car almost blinds their eyes because of the brightness. Kyungsoo breathes, feeling like his heart just dropped on the ground.

"Who the hell is that?"

A guy gets off from the other car.

And Jongin swallows the lump in his throat, finally seeing who it is.

"K-kyungsoo," Jongin mutters, "Do not open the window for him."

Chanyeol is getting nearer towards them, he's just looking at them outside, walking closer and closer, until he finally reaches their car.

He throws the both of them a cold look that has chills running through Jongin's spine.

Knock. Knock.

Jongin shakes his head.

But Kyungsoo slides the window down, making Jongin catch for his breath.

"Hey, what was that for?" Kyungsoo asks, faking a smile, "Can't you drive like a normal person?"

"Where have you been?"

"We just went out to eat dinner," Jongin lies.

"I went to your house but you were not there," Chanyeol says in a deep voice, "I tried looking for you and I saw you here, fortunately."

Jongin and Kyungsoo exchange looks.

"Well, what do you want from us?"

"Baekhyun," Chanyeol says directly, "Tell me where he is."

Baekhyun hasn't been picking up Chanyeol's calls these past few days. Normally, he would be always the one who keeps in touch first, and asks to meet first. But now it's not the same thing anymore. He knows there must be something going on about Baekhyun, he just can't put a finger on it.

"Sunbae," Jongin says. "Aren't you the one who's supposed to know first?"

Chanyeol stares at Jongin as a reply. There must be something in Jongin's words that caught him off guard.

"You are his boyfriend. Not me nor Kyungsoo."

"Why are you asking us?" Kyungsoo follows. "Did you get into a fight or something?"

"No, I just wanted to see him."

Jongin can see this very slightest unknown thing reflected in Chanyeol's eyes when he said those words. He hasn't seen that before. It's so frightening yet confusing. It's so mysterious.

"He isn't picking up my calls and I have no idea where he went," Chanyeol says, "That is why I am asking you, so just tell me where he is."

"We know where he is," Kyungsoo says back, "But promise us one thing first."

"What?" Chanyeol asks as if he didn't hear anything.

"I said, promise us one thing first."

Kyungsoo turns to look at Jongin as if he is asking for permission. Jongin is just giving him a blank but worried stare. When his boyfriend doesn't speak a word, he knows he is giving him a go.

"Fine. What is it?" Chanyeol says.

"Promise us that you won't hurt Baekhyun."

Chanyeol just stares emotionless.

"I know you get out of control especially when it comes to Baekhyun. But please, refrain from inflicting pain on him. He's very defenseless," Kyungsoo says carefully. "You completely know that he loves you so much, but have you ever thought about what he would feel when you do things like that to him?"

"I know his limits. I won't give him pain if he can't take it," Chanyeol replies. "In fact, he loves it."

"WHAT!?" Jongin blurts out. "The fuck is wrong with you!"

Calm down, Kyungsoo mumbles to his boyfriend before turning to Chanyeol again.

"But still, you shouldn't fucking hurt him like that. I don't know what the hell you two have been doing and I don't fucking care. It's just that, I don't want any of my friends getting hurt."

"I will never hurt him," Chanyeol says, "He's important to me."

"Then promise us."

"I promise."

Kyungsoo doesn't believe him so he mentally scoffs at that. Jongin just shakes his head.

"I don't think you're being sincere enough."

Chanyeol opens his phone, scrolls down at his call history, and shows the screen to Kyungsoo:

Baekhyun (1238) 8:01 pm ↗️
Baekhyun (746)   4:35 pm↗️
Baekhyun (465)   12:16 pm↗️
Baekhyun (187)   7:,43 am↗️
Baekhyun (73)   4:22 am↗️
Baekhyun (28)     12:56 am↗️

"Every single one of them just went straight to voicemail," Chanyeol explains, "His voice... I just wanted to hear it."

"I think you should tell that to him. And of course, the rest of it," Kyungsoo says. "But you need to try harder than that, though."

"Just fucking tell me where my Baekhyun is."

Luhan wakes up with a throbbing headache in the middle of the night, realizing he is left alone inside the car.

"Uhm. Guys?"

*

"Here's your weekly paycheck," Mr. Kwon tells Baekhyun, handing him a small white envelope.

Baekhyun takes it carefully, peeks on it and smiles a little. His savings are now enough, and his and Sehun's parents continued supporting them again. Sehun told him he doesn't have to work part-time anymore, so he promised Sehun that as soon as he received his paycheck tonight, he's going to quit his job. He needs to inform the manager about it first before he can go home.

"Mr. Kwon," Baekhyun calls in a voice that the manager finds really adorable. The man raises an eyebrow at him, smiling.

"Oh, I thought you've left the office. What is it?"

"Uhm, here," Baekhyun puts a letter on top of the table, "This is my resignation letter."

"You're going to quit?"

Baekhyun nods.

"Thank you for everything, but I want to focus on studying first. I'm on my senior year and--"

"Wait. You think you can get out of here?"

Baekhyun freezes.

"You think I'm gonna let you go that easy!? What if you tell the cops?"

"M-mr. Kwon," Baekhyun mutters, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Mr. Kwon laughs manically.

"Bullshit," he says, and he is walking closer to Baekhyun until Baekhyun reaches the corner of the room. "You really didn't know, huh?"

"I-I don't want to know... Please go away, this is so uncomfortable."

"You worked here for a month and yet you didn't know? What a poor guy!" the man says. "Let me tell you, okay? Listen very carefully."

Baekhyun shakes his head, feeling his heart hammer inside his chest because of fear.

"No, listen," Mr. Kwon mutters against Baekhyn's ear, "Your favorite customers upstairs? The porn actors? You bring them drugs in their drinks. They get high thanks to you. You're now a drug pusher."

Baekhyun clenches his fist and closes his eyes.

"And guess what? Everytime you went there, they were checking you out. You didn't know how much they badly wanted to fuck you on their table, splayed out there bathed in their come."

"No, please stop talking!"

"So one night, when they got the chance, they drugged you. And little did you know..."

Baekhyun is shaking immensely.

"That they gang-fucked you."

A tear rolls down his cheeks.

"And fucked you over and over again like you are their bitch."

Mr. Kwon laughs again, seeing Baekhyun's devastated state. It gives him joy seeing Baekhyun crying.

"You are now a drug pusher and a fucking slut. Who still wants a person like you, Baekhyun? You can never leave this place! You are one of us!"

Just then, the door suddenly opens.

Baekhyun turns to look at the door with his tear-brimmed eyes, seeing Chanyeol looking at him with anger and worry combined.

"Ch-chanyeol sunbae..."

Mr. Kwon glares at him.

"Who the fuck are y--"

Chanyeol marches over towards the man and gives him a hard blow on the stomach. Mr. Kwon is thrown on the ground, crouching in pain.

Without another word, he grabs Baekhyun's hand, tight for him not to let go. He drags him fast out of the hell of a place, restraining himself to go back to that room and kill the man with his own hands.

As soon as they reach his car, Chanyeol slowly lets go of Baekhyun's hand which is still shaking. Baekhyun is not looking at his eyes, he's just crying, his whole body is trembling.

Chanyeol wants to get mad at him, he wants to yell at him, to the point that he wants to hurt him, but he just can't. He promised not to hurt Baekhyun anymore, and seeing Baekhyun wrecked like this, makes him want to just hold him close and stay by his side.

Baekhyun weakly steps closer, and closer, and closer, until he reaches Chanyeol. He leans his head against the taller's chest, and sobs for all he is worth.

"I'm sorry..."

Chanyeol takes a deep breath.

"Sorry... Sorry, Chanyeol-sunbae... I-I'm sorry... I couldn't... protect myself... I'm sorry... I lied to you... I'm sorry..."

Baekhyun keeps on saying trails of apologies as he cries and shakes, and it makes Chanyeol's heart rip into pieces. Baekhyun holds on to him, clutching his shirt with his fists as he soaks it with his tears.

"I... I don't deserve you anymore... But please... Please don't leave me... Please... Please, forgive me... Please... I'm sorry... I love you so much... Don't leave me..."

Chanyeol clenches his fist in extreme anger.

"They did things that I didn't know... I'm sorry," Baekhyun sobs, "Chanyeol-sunbae, I'm sorry... Because I couldn't... I just... I'm so mad at myself... I'm so dirty..."

"I WILL KILL THEM," Chanyeol mutters within gritted teeth. "I will fucking kill all of them. They will suffer in my hands, they will pay for all of this."

Chanyeol puts his arms around Baekhyun, giving him a comforting embrace as the shorter cries helplessly.

"I-I'm really sorry... I wasn't... able to stop them... D-don't leave me, please... I will do everything, just don't leave me... You know how much I love you... And I can't live without you... Chanyeol, please don't leave me..."

"I will never leave you. I promise you."

The pain in Baekhyun's heart subsides, hearing those reassuring words. Letting go from the hug, Chanyeol then cups Baekhyun's face as the other male closes his eyes. Baekhyun allows the tears stream down his cheeks as Chanyeol kisses him on the forehead.

"Baekhyun," Chanyeol mutters, "I will protect you."

For Baekhyun this is enough. More than enough even.

*

To be continued.