Jeongguk stared at Taehyung above his shoulder as he strained against the guards' grip, wanting to stay with him for a little more — Taehyung's desperate cries pricked his heart more than the thought of what would happen to him.

They shoved him into the car, and he glanced at the man in the driver's seat through teary eyes. Even though he couldn't recognize him, he didn't bother asking who he was.

He didn't care about what would happen to him because he thought it was the only way to help Taehyung. If he did what Wang wanted him to do, Taehyung would stay alive.

And Taehyung had to stay alive.

The ride was long and everything along the way was unfamiliar to Jeongguk. He had no idea where they were going, but he knew they were in the car for at least forty minutes.

His mind floated away from what would happen and focused only on Taehyung. He wanted him so much — he was in love for the first time in his life, and he couldn't enjoy it. He couldn't even be with the man he fell in love with. If Taehyung didn't love him back, he would understand and try to accept being away from him. But even though he didn't say it back, he knew he loved him too, and he couldn't live without him in his life.

They wanted each other desperately and they couldn't be happy together because of their messed-up lives. No, he couldn't accept that.

Another ten minutes must have passed when the driver finally stopped in front of what seemed like a hotel. The man got out and opened his door, waiting for him to do the same. Jeongguk eyed him for a spell, wary, but he slid out of the car with hesitant moves.

"Follow me," he said calmly. Unlike Kang's sidekicks, he seemed rather kind.

Jeongguk observed the building as they entered, and it was indeed a hotel, something that had his face twisting in confusion and terror. They got into the elevator, and the man pressed the button for the tenth floor.

The doors opened, and Jeongguk trailed behind him without uttering a single word. Then they stopped in front of a door, and the unnamed man knocked twice. "He's waiting for you inside," he informed and strolled off.

Jeongguk snapped his head in the door's direction again when he heard it open, and there he stood, Wang, with an amused smile on his face. "Ah, pretty. It's been so, so long. Please come in."

Jeongguk was already disgusted by his gaze on him and couldn't even imagine what was awaiting him. He sat into the first armchair he found as Wang poured some whiskey into his glass. "How have you been?"

Jeongguk looked at him in disbelief. "Are you really asking me that?"

Wang's mood changed in the blink of an eye as he glared at him. "How about you be a good boy and talk to me respectfully? You're mine for today, pretty. You should be nice to me if you want me to be nice too."

Jeongguk gagged a bit at the thought of his hands on his body again. He had to be strong, though. He had to do it for Taehyung. "Okay," he uttered as his hands clenched into fists.

"Great! You know, Jeongguk." He neared him and sat on the big couch close to him. "I reserved the whole floor of this hotel only for us."

Does he want me to be happy about that?

"I'm so glad you accepted my deal. It looks like you really care about Taehyung, right? You're willing to give yourself to me so he can live. How does it feel?"

Jeongguk couldn't say he was scared at the moment. As he gazed at him and had an idea about what would happen, he grew apathetic about the whole situation. "What do you mean?"

Wang sipped his drink and laid his lustful eyes on him again. "Being in love. How does it feel to love someone?"

Was he supposed to answer that honestly? Because it sure seemed to him that Wang was making fun of him. He decided to stay silent, hoping he would say something else.

"I've never been in love before. If you want my humble opinion, I think it's a waste of time."

And you are a waste of space.

"All the unnecessary feelings and pain. You're in pain right now, Jeonggukie, right? Because you can't be with your loved one?" He nodded in response, and Wang couldn't help but chuckle. "I can definitely make you feel better, though. Or more accurately, I can hurt you more so you can forget about that pain with another one."

"Why are you doing this?" It began suffocating Jeongguk, sitting in a hotel room with a sickening man who eyed him like he was a piece of meat.

"Maybe I don't know and I don't really care about love, but I do have obsessions and needs, pretty. My obsession is you, and my need is to fuck you real good. Fuck, I can't wait." He bit his bottom lip as only the idea of having him beneath him turned him on.

"Are y-you going to l-leave me alone then?" Jeongguk couldn't rein back the tears that escaped his eyes as he already felt disgusted by everything.

"A deal is a deal. But who knows, maybe you'll be asking for more afterwards," Wang snickered as he stood up and went to the table with the drinks to pour himself another drink.

I'll definitely be asking to die. That's for sure.

Wang gulped down the drink in one go and faced him. "How about you take your shoes off and lie in that bed, hmm?"

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More tears gushed out of his eyes as he rose to his feet unwillingly and did what he was told. He sat on the edge of the bed and took his shoes off before lying down.

Wang licked his lips as he approached him. "I think it turns me on more that you're crying." He crawled closer and straddled him, his eyes riveted on his crying face as he brushed his hair back. "So, so pretty only for me," he whispered, his hand traveling from his neck to his chest.

He felt him up for a while and lowered himself, his lips hovering above his neck. Jeongguk screwed his eyes shut, hands gripping the bedsheets, as Wang started kissing his neck.

It was awful, so awful and so disgusting he really wished he was dead, and the only thing Wang did was kiss his neck.

Wang got between his legs, sitting on his knees, as he slipped his hands beneath his shirt and ran them up and down his chest and stomach. "Fuck, Jeonggukie." He moaned as he squeezed his waist. He leaned down and placed open-mouth kisses all over his stomach.

Then, he grasped his thighs and let his hands skim them at a slow pace. "I wanna fuck those thighs so much." He slapped them, fondling them once more, and unbuttoned his pants.

Jeongguk released a whimper once his pants were pulled off him and sank his teeth into his lower lip, constraining his sobs. He felt Wang's hand clutch his thigh as the other moved closer and closer to his crotch until it was placed on it. A louder whine spewed from his mouth when Wang squeezed his member.

"Shit, I want to wreck you so much."

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Banging sounds boomed across the room, startling Wang. The door was slammed open a moment later, and Yoongi burst inside in a flash. He grabbed the man who was still between Jeongguk's legs and threw him to the floor. He managed to give him a vicious blow before an officer pulled him away.

"You're under arrest for sexual assault." Another officer restrained Wang and handcuffed him.

Yoongi hurried to the younger boy who was curled up into a ball, shaking uncontrollably. "Kookie," he whispered, feeling extreme devastation penetrate him at the sight. Namjoon took a towel from the bathroom and covered him so they could move him to Yoongi's car faster.

"We need his statement," an officer said as he stood in front of them.

"He won't talk to anyone right now. I'll take him home, and when he's ready, he'll talk," Yoongi said, decisive, and his gaze softened as he set it on Jeongguk. "Kookie." He attempted to pick him up, but Jeongguk jerked away from his touch. "Jeongguk? It's me. I'm your hyung, Kook. I'm here for you. Let me take you to the car so we can go home, okay?"

Another attempt to pull him into his arms had Jeongguk howling and his heart aching more and more. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Yoongi seized his hand and glanced at Namjoon in a silent request to help him since Jeongguk thrashed about to get away from his grip.

Namjoon assisted him to cocoon the boy into Yoongi's arms, and they scuttled out of the hotel room. "You're okay, Kookie. You're okay."

They struggled to keep him still but thankfully managed to reach the car, and Yoongi placed him into the backseat. He closed the door and then looked at Namjoon in despair. "Why is he doing that? I'm his hyung. Why... Why..." He broke down to tears, and Namjoon could only sigh.

"He's in shock, Yoongi. He doesn't know what is happening. Everyone is a threat right now. Take care of him." He patted his shoulder and headed to his car.

"How is he?" Yunho asked once he saw Namjoon inch closer.

"Not good, but from what we saw, Wang didn't get to do much to him, thankfully."

"I hope he rots in prison."

"I'm not sure it's possible, though. He assaulted him, but he didn't actually do anything. These cases are forgotten if they pay the bail. We need something more."

Yunho heaved a sigh as he mused over it, and his eyes enlarged as he looked at him. "He has pictures, Namjoon. And don't forget Jeongguk is a minor. He also has a lot of cocaine in his fucking house. All we need to do is ask the police to search his house."

"Yunho... All of us will get in trouble. He'll spill everything he knows about Hayan Night. We're all going to jail then."

There was a moment of silence between the two as they had no idea what to do. "You're right. But we have to stop him somehow."

"I know. Let's just think about it later. I'll go see Taehyung for now."

"Is he going to be okay?"

Namjoon lowered his gaze as he inhaled a chest-swelling breath and opened the car door. "I don't know."

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A few hours ago

A while later after Namjoon woke up, he glanced at his phone and saw two messages from Taehyung.

Taehyung: Come to my house. Under the bed there is a part of the floor that can be removed. Take everything with you, leave my phone.

Taehyung: Kang's sidekicks are here. If I don't get to see you again, know that I love you Joon. Tell Jimin and Hoseok that I love them too. You are my only family. Also, please take good care of Jeongguk. He's everything I ever wanted and he deserves to be happy. Tell him that I love him and I'm sorry that I can't be there to protect him anymore. Goodbye, Joon. 

Namjoon noticed that the two messages were sent almost an hour ago and a surge of panic spread through him. The only thing that came to his mind was to call the police and go with them to Kang's house.

After thirty minutes, they arrived, and the officers busted the door since no one opened it. Some of them arrested everyone they saw as others ran downstairs. They opened the big metallic door and pointed their guns to the men who were inside the room.

"Step away now!"

"You're under arrest for aggravated assault." Two officers handcuffed the bodyguards, and another officer went to the man who was sitting on his chair. He yanked Kang off his seat to handcuff him too, and the three officers headed outside.

The paramedics rushed into the room and moved the beaten boy on a stretcher.

"Is he alive?" Namjoon asked as he stared at his friend with frantic eyes.

"He's barely breathing. We have to move now."

Once everyone got outside, Namjoon trod to his car but stopped abruptly when his phone started ringing. "Yunho?"

"Where the hell is V?"

"Don't ask. What's wrong?"

"Wang has Jeongguk. I asked one of his men where he is because we had to talk about our next deal, and he said that he's in a fucking hotel having fun with a boy and V's phone is out of fucking service!"

"What? What hotel?" Namjoon signed the officers to wait.

"It's called Miraenal. What are we going to do?"

"Okay, okay, wait!" He dashed towards an officer then. "We need more people. There is a sexual assault happening right now in a hotel that's called Miraenal. Can you look it up and lead the way?"

"Of course. I need three other officers to come with me, fast!"

Namjoon sprinted back to his car and started the engine. He remembered he was talking to Yunho and put his phone to his ear. "I'm going there with the police."

"Why are you with the police?"

"Because Kang wanted to fucking kill V, that's why. He's going to the hospital right now."

"Fuck, what the fuck is going on?"

"Everything is messed up!" Namjoon yelled, frustrated. "I gotta go."

"I'll come too."

"Okay." Namjoon called Yoongi after he hung up and there really wasn't anything to describe his reaction when he informed him about the situation. He could tell he was worried to death for Jeongguk just by his panic-stricken voice, and the outbreak of tears that followed only made Namjoon more frustrated.

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Me: dead🤤🥵