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Daddy, you are so hot!

Would you like to spend a night with me?

Man! Are you still single?

Those abs are to die for!

Baka smirks as he reads the messages. He stops in front of their front door and his hand subconsciously types in the password and enters the house throwing his shoes to one corner and socks in the other.

"Where are you, Jimin!" He shouts and watches the tiny male rush to the entrance quickly fixing his hair and holding his hands back with his head hung low.

Baka scoffs and strides towards Jimin who stands there like a small flower with a thin stem of support, "Yah! How many times do I need to teach you that you should be here at the entrance waiting for me!" He screamed over Jimin's face and leaned closer to his ear, "Unless, you want to see me upset-"

"I...am sorry. I was in the bathroom. I didn't know you would be home so early-"

Baka let out a small laugh before glaring at Jimin right in his soul, "Why? Were you expecting me to be late? Were you cheating behind my back!" He howled and grabbed Jimin's hair and yanked him in such a way that Jimin was forced to look him in the eyes.

Jimin's eyes teared up and his shivering hands went right to his hair trying to free himself from his boyfriend's grip, "I..it's not what you think. I promise I was just showering. I didn't do anything else. I promise. Please, let me go," Jimin begged.

"Is that so?" He gave one last pull which caused excruciating pain in Jimin's scalp but he tried to suppress it.

"Y..yes, please just please let go of my hair." Jimin's cheeks were coated with tears at this point.

"Ah!" Baka quickly let go of Jimin's hair and smiled at him bending to Jimin's level to ruffle his hair, "You should have told me beforehand. I wouldn't have acted this way. Let's not repeat this, okay? Also, I have been too harsh on you lately. Haven't I?" He tried to coax and pulled Jimin closer by encircling an arm around his waist.

"N...no. You are the sweetest thing I could ever ask for." Jimin tried to smile weakly through his pain.

"Aren't you being extra cute today? For the reward, how about I take you to the pub? It is been long since you stepped out of the house. Want to join?"

Well, that wasn't exactly a question for Jimin.

Because Jimin knew what would happen if he chose either of those.

If he says 'yes' then Baka would get furious about the fact that he is accepting that he hasn't stepped out of the house proving that Baka hasn't taken proper care of him.

If he says 'no', then Baka would get furious about the fact that he hurt him by rejecting his kind offer and that Jimin might have an affair behind his back. 

In a situation like this.

In a toxic relationship like this, Jimin had trained himself for certain situations where he could avoid being punished for things that the Baka didn't like.

"I shouldn't be getting the option to choose. It's your call. I would be happy with anything that you would say after all I love you so much." Jimin put forth and gave a small smile to prove his loyalty.

Lie.

One word held so much power. Jimin's entire life was now based on these lies. He was pushing through every day through these lies that he created. He was breathing in this hell because of those perfectly constructed lies.

Jimin was nothing but a big fat lie that he moulded himself into.

Was this relationship a mistake?

Nah! He doesn't question that anymore.

Why?

Because that would simply mean he still has some hopes left that his relationship could get any better.

For Jimin, it's a lost game.

Jimin is grey in the field of colours. 

Jimin was losing himself every day.

In the midst of all this, why wouldn't he leave?

Why wouldn't he choose to run away?

Away from all this.

That question sounds fancy but Jimin didn't have the royalty to even pick that option.

Jimin had shared too many moments with this man.

Jimin had a lot of painful memories to reminish but he is still his man.

How could he leave everything behind?

Plus, that wasn't the only thing holding him back anymore.

It was the fear.

The fear that was instilled deep in his head by Baka.

Four years of being in this relationship and the amount of training he had received on how to behave around Baka has completely changed Jimin's outlook.

He was just a dog that wouldn't leave even if you removed the strains around its neck at this point.

Only a miracle could save him at this point.

"Since you asked me so politely I will be taking you. Wear something good," He nudged Jimin and the latter almost tumbled but composed himself before rushing to change.

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Baka quickly opened the Tinder app to see a new message. A smile crept over his face and quickly replied with a 'yes' for the same.

A few minutes later, Jimin stood at the door timidly.

Brown ruffled hair, mild blush over those soft cheeks, light pink tint over those full lips. Hassle brown eyes shining brightly behind those bangs that softly brushed against his cute little button nose.

Baka raked his eyes at Jimin from top to bottom and noticed the tight jeans that fit oh so perfectly against his full ass. He perked an eyebrow as he took slow steps towards Jimin. 

"Jimin," he began.

"Y...yes?" Jimin stuttered.

"Do you even know where we are going?" He asked before leaning dangerously close to Jimin's face.

"The pub?" Jimin answered unsure of whether he should have answered that or not.

"You surely need a good beating. Don't you?" He smiled creepily before walking past to pick a golf stick.

Jimin's skin turned pale as Baka picked up the stick. Instead of running away, Jimin quickly fell on his knees with his head hung low ready to accept his fate.

That's how he was trained.

Accept whatever was given on the plate.

If you refuse then face the consequences.

He clicked his tongue and squatted, holding the stick between his hands and leaning over the stick as he watched Jimin tremble in fear.

"Consider yourself lucky that I am in a good mood today. Go and change into something loose and dull. Don't look provoking or I wouldn't think twice about your punishment. Am I clear?" He warned.

"I will keep that in mind. I am sorry for hurting you. I will be back in a minute," Jimin almost slipped over the floor but quickly hurried back into the room.

He picked one of the random baggy pants and a loose T-shirt. He quickly rubbed the lip tint and fixed his hair. Wore a pair of flip-flops to look the most basic.

Yeah, that's right.

You were ugly anyway.

It is not like he would care.

You are not important anyway.

It doesn't matter how you look.

Who were you trying to impress after all?

This is how he prefers you.

Jimin reminded himself and tried to smile at his reflection. He gulped as he gripped tightly to the rim of the sink. His lips twitched to flash a smile that looked genuine enough to get through the night.

A tear tickled through his orbs as he contained his laugh at the state he was in.

If this isn't hell, I don't know what is.

Is this all that I ever deserved?

I want to experience a miracle too.

I want to be a Cinderella for a day.

Why is that so hard?

A/n:- MY LOVELY KIDS! I AM FINALLY BACK WITH A CRAZY PLOT.

AH! I MISSED CALLING YOU KIDS!

WHY IS MY CAPS ON?

Oops! Anyway, I hope you liked the first chapter.

What do you think is next in the story?

Maddie has a lot of plans for this book.

Let's see how this goes.

Also, this is going to be a short book.

I will bring longer books in future.

Hope you enjoy it.

Love you kids!

Maddie😊❤️