Taehyung was fiddling shyly with his fingers, trying his best to ignore the warmth coming from the male right beside him. Both males were staying silent, enjoying the close proximity to each other.

Jeongguk's hand has naturally found its way to Taehyung's neck, two fingers pressed with less pressure onto the tattoo on Taehyung's neck, pride swelling in his heart by the sight of his initials on the beauty's neck.

The brunet wanted to say something but didn't find any words to voice out what was running through his mind. He actually felt pretty shy with staying in the near of his soulmate, not knowing how to interact with him or even if he was allowed to talk to the intimidating male. He enjoyed the comfort he found in Jeongguk's arms. His embrace felt like home already and Taehyung snuggled closer carefully, finally having a bit more control over his limbs again.

Taehyung has missed the feeling to know that someone cared about him...

"Tell me something about yourself, angel... I wanna know everything", Jeongguk suddenly interrupted the comfortable silence, lifting Taehyung's light weight easily up and pulling him closer by his thighs, hands resting on the boy's hips.

"I really wanna know how my innocent angel ended up in this asylum", the man grumbled, eyes visibly darkened by the memory, Taehyung left shivering on his lap, pressing himself closer.

"Y-you'll be-"

"Whatever you're trying to say, I'm not disgusted or angry at you if you tell me the exact truth", Jeongguk interrupted Taehyung, eyes soft as he looked at the lovely creature staying on his lap.

"I could never be angry with you, not when you're the only fucking good thing in my dark life", the maniac chuckled and it made Taehyung's heart flutter.

Jeongguk really was caring, in his own fucked up way and Taehyung felt himself craving for more, wanted more of Jeongguk's hushed compliments and praises. "I-I... I'm not insane", Taehyung whispered, cheek pressed against Jeongguk's chest, hands fiddling in his tiny lap before he looked up to Jeongguk, eyes now a lot more clearer and cheeks tinted a healthy pink. "I'm not insane b-but I-I", Taehyung choked out, suddenly with teary eyes, a strangled sob leaving his lips when the memories hit him.

Flashback

"Mommy, there's someone knocking on the door, should I open?", innocent 15-years-old Taehyung called out for his motherwho looked up from her book, sitting with elegant crossed legs on an armchair in their large living room.

"Oh, please do Honey and then inform your father that we have a visitor", Kim Jennie said with a soft smile while looking lovingly at her little son who smiled happily, full cheeks flushed before running excitedly to the door, opening the heavy oak door.

He was greeted with the malicious smile Governor Choi's only son Minho, the young man was eyeing Taehyung intensely before a smirk formed on his face.

"H-hello Sir, how may I help you?", the little brunet asked politely, a shy smile forming on his face when he complimented the powerful male into their huge house, taking off his jacket while Minho looked around.

"I wanted to talk to your father about something but I rather prefer it if you're there too", Minho purred, looking down at the smaller male who stared up to him with parted lips, looking like an innocent deer, so undeniably beautiful and it made Minho's desire for the male burst higher.

"O-oh okay, I'm getting my father, uh, j-just sit down in the living room, my lord", Taehyung politely bowed, before messily running upstairs, locks bouncing by his steps and Minho stared after the lovely boy he wanted to make his own.

Taehyung was like a rare flower, a precious diamond he wanted to call his own and have him by his side to constantly admire him. Minho wanted Taehyung to be his.

Kim Jongin soon enough walked down the stairs, his son behind him and almost shyly hiding behind the larger frame of his father, chocolate eyes huge and sparkling innocently, curvy body hidden behind his father's frame. The head of the Kim Family was a famous politician as well, but still under the control of Governor Choi and having his son in his house worried him, scared him even.

His wife Jennie has already taken care of their guest, Minho seated on the large couch in the middle of the living room, a glass of red wine in his hand. Jennie nervously looked up, relieved when she saw her husband and her son, getting up to whisper a few hushed words to him before she turned to smile at Minho who's eyes were, yet again, on Taehyung who was watching his parents with worry on his pretty face.

"Mr Choi, from which interest did you come to my house?", Jongin politely asked while sitting down in front of Minho on the opposite armchair, Jennie by his side on his left side and Taehyung elegantly let himself sink down onto the ground in front of his father, like the obedient child he was.

Minho's eyes followed his movements before focusing back onto Jongin. "You know who I am, don't you, Sir Kim?", Minho smiled tenderly, attention on Taehyung who was playing with his fingers, healthy brown locks falling into his face, legs elegantly pulled to the side so he was sitting sideways and Minho already imagined the beautiful male sitting by his side like this, his hand maybe playing with Taehyung's hair.

The imagine of the gorgeous boy sitting on the ground next to him, when he was working or having important meetings got burned into Minho's head, the wish to make this reality almost unbearable. He wanted to show everyone of his business partners what a beautiful boy he would own, having such a gorgeous, special flower boy by his side as his trophy, the son of Kim Jongin crushed under his feet.

Taehyung for sure was sweet, an eye candy and Minho was sure to force him into the right amount of submission, forming him to his likings to have the perfect toy for him to enjoy by his side.

"Of course I do, mylord", Jongin said, still confused and suspicious over the sudden visit of the Governor's son, he didn't like having uninvited guests and the way Choi Minho was eyeing his little baby made him feel uneasy as well.

"You know that I'm in a high position and I can take care of my family", Minho purred, eyes now never leaving Taehyung who curiously looked up, his lashes fluttering over these alluring eyes of his, perfect symmetrical face turned to Minho, looking like a puppy waiting for an order of his owner.

"I will give the one I'd like to marry the best life possible with the best provided", Minho continued, Jennie shuffling uncomfortable in her seat, one hand coming down to Taehyung's shoulder who squeezed his mother's hand and smiling up to her.

"Why are you telling me about this, Mr Choi?", Jongin still politely spoke but he looked rather irritated, on ease because he couldn't stand the man, he always disliked Minho for always acting so sly and only in his own interest.

"Because I'd like to include your lovely son into my family by making him my wife", Minho now said the final words that would change Taehyung's life forever. „

"B-but I'm a m-male?", a tiny confused voice shyly called out, Taehyung looked with big doe eyes up to Minho and the man cooed by the cuteness displaced in front of him. "You can still be a wife, Darling, it doesn't matter", Minho smiled.

Before he could say anything else to Taehyung, his father stepped in, pulling Taehyung slowly but firmly behind him and earning a whine from his son. "I am deeply sorry, Mr Choi but I must decline this lovely offer of yours. My son is too young for a marriage, only fifteen and you might consider someone more older for your husband", Jongin said, saying husband instead of wife while Jennie has her hand clasped over her mouth, not believing the proposal this man just brought into their house.

"And what do you say, mi flor?", Taehyung looked up surprised, nibbling on his bottom lip before answering Minho, thinking carefully over his next words.

"I-I... I'm not worthy your attention, please don't make m-me reject y-your offer", Taehyung whimpered, he always felt intimidating and unsafe in Minho's presence, whenever they have crossed paths on dinner party or anything else in this direction but he knew that rejecting the powerful man could harm his family.

"Well, y'know, if you decline my offer, your father would have to suffer under your decision too, Lovely", Minho now tried to pressure Taehyung, wanting to have the boy one way or another, even if he had to use dirty tricks, his mind was set on owning the pretty son of Kim Jongin. Taehyung whimpered, tears brimmed in his eyes and he was close to accept the offer of the sake of his family but his father interrupted him, face red from anger. He couldn't believe Minho had the dignity to talk to his son like this, in his house like this.

"Mr Choi, I must ask you to leave. My family declined your kind offer so please don't pressure my son into agreeing", Jongin spat out, getting up from his seat, his family following after, Taehyung stumbling on his feet, clutching onto his mother's arm anxiously. Minho got up as well, anger now visible in his face as well, glaring at the Kim family's head.

"You will regret this", he hissed angrily, eyes landing on his love interest, looking scared at him, fear swirling in his eyes before bent his head submissively, hiding behind his mother. Minho chuckled, he would make sure that Taehyung didn't have a single place in the world to hide from him. And he would get rid of his stupid parents for denying him what was already his.

"You all will regret for not giving me what I want", he hissed, the little creature he desired hiding further with a sweet whimper falling from his lips. "Out of my house", Jongin growled back and Minho stormed out of the living room, slamming the entrance door shut.

Flashback ends

Taehyung's voice was quiet when he told Jeongguk about this horrible meeting and the proposal Choi Minho brought inside. Jeongguk was fuming in anger, not believing how much Taehyung has been harassed by this scum, with a young age of fifteen... Choi Minho was not only a disgusting selfish man but also a pedophile for lusting over such a young child.

"Sh sh, Baby, he's gone... I saved you, didn't I? And I'll save you another million times if I have to", Jeongguk promised, turning Taehyung's head towards him while grabbing his chin softly with two fingers. "I never said this to anyone... I waited for the one to make me feel needed and wanted again. And that someone is you, y'know... My mind's always spinning around hurting someone but when it comes to you, my thoughts are quiet", Jeongguk quietly confessed, his lips fanning over Taehyung's.

The little brunet was actually the first one to lean in, closing the gap in between their lips, heart warm from the honest words of his soulmate, he was feeling butterflies in his stomach and suddenly, the world seemed bright to him again.

And he felt the blooming feeling of hope in his chest when Jeongguk captured his cheeks to kiss him back.

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