Yoongi had drawn his knees up to his chest, resting his forehead on his knees with his arms chained to the wall above his head, and he didn't look up when the basement door unlocked and Holden stepped inside.

The man walked over and squatted down in front of Yoongi.

When the boy didn't look up, Holden reached out and grabbed Yoongi's chin, forcing him to lift his head.

Yoongi gazed at him, his eyes red and tired. He had been crying.

"Why did you skip school today?" Holden asked.

Yoongi wondered why he cared about the answer.

"Tell me!" He demanded, digging his nails into Yoongi's skin.

Yoongi winced, trying to turn his head away.
"For Namjoon! To help him!"

"Help him what? Escape?" Holden tightened his grip.

"N-no! To help him get clean, that's all." Yoongi pulled on the chains, rattling them.

Holden studied him, evaluating the answer.

"Namjoon said you did it for me. So that my toy would be freshly washed for when I came home. Is that true?"

Yoongi was confused. Namjoon said that? That was a lie, Yoongi only let Namjoon out for Namjoon's own benefit, not Holden's.

And then he realized why Namjoon was lying- to protect Yoongi. To dilute Holden's anger by saying it had all been done for him.

Once again Yoongi was struck by admiration for the pornstar.

He nodded. "Yes... it's true."

Holden studied him, and Yoongi reluctantly met his eyes.

Finally, the man stood up.

Yoongi watched him leave. He wanted to ask how Namjoon was, and what was happening to him, but he was too scared.

Always too scared.

-

Holden checked his watch as he went back up the stairs. It was time to rinse out the dye.

The boy looked at him as Holden entered the bathroom, watching as he turned on the shower.

"Come on." Holden untied him from the chair but kept the towel in the boys mouth, not wanting to hear him talk again.

Because what he said was true. Holden was jealous.

He had gone through all the work of tracking Namjoon down. Of learning everything about him. He had been the one to do the dirty work of kidnapping him. And yet he had to share his prized possession with his wife.

Because if he didn't, she would get mad.

And when Vylette got mad...she was dangerous.

Which was why Holden wasn't risking it with Yoongi and those photos he claimed to have of Holden's affair.

He leaned the boy over the tub, shoving him under the spray to rinse out the dye.

Vylette had questioned and protested it when Holden had said they wouldn't play with Yoongi anymore, and he had said that Yoongi was old news, he was boring, that they could bring in a new kid and have a way better time.

That had been a hell of a lie, and he still couldn't believe she had agreed to it.

Yoongi had been with them for so long, he knew what to do and what not to do.

To start over with someone else had been annoying, but it was far better than Vylette finding out he was cheating.

So Holden had resorted to finding other kids for him and his wife to play with, all while Yoongi watched with dark eyes whenever he brought a new one home.

They didn't last though, they were too old. They always fought and screamed and cried and couldn't get with the program.

So Holden got rid of them.

He needed to get someone younger, like Yoongi's age when he was adopted. A younger mind like that would be easy to manipulate.

Namjoon was clearly older than that, but he was different. He was special.

While looking for good porn one day, Holden came across a stunning boy- one who exuberated confidence, sexiness and knowledge.

Holden could tell this boy was handsome, despite never seeing anything above his shoulders.

The mystery intrigued Holden and he started digging deeper into user moonchild. Watched every video. Listened to his voice, memorized his speech patterns. Gleaned small clues to piece together the silhouette that moonchild was. He had to hire a hacker to find out Namjoon's address and university information, but the large expense had paid off.

Nothing got him hard better or faster than Namjoon.

And then Vylette had walked in on him one day.

After calming her down after she raged that watching other females in porn was cheating, Holden showed her he wasn't watching a female.

Intrigued, Vylette listened as Holden told and showed her everything he knew about moonchild.

And she wanted in.

Their relationship bloomed after that. They spent more time together, communicated more and were more intimate thanks to moonchilds videos.

It was a month after sharing his new favorite pass time with his wife that Holden laid in bed after another round with Vylette that Holden realized he had finally found someone just as good at getting him off as Yoongi.

And this new boy knew nothing about his affair.

He would have no leverage against Holden.

Plus his marriage had never been better.

From that moment on, Holden knew he was going to make moonchild his no matter what.

Holden pulled Namjoon out of the spray after rinsing out all the dye.

Namjoon coughed around the towel, dripping water. He felt like he had just been semi- waterboarded.

Holden yanked the belt off and grabbed the wet towel out of the boys mouth, letting him breathe better. After a moments debate, he retied Namjoon's hands behind his back, drawing the rope painfully tight against the boys skin.

"Let's go." Holden yanked Namjoon up by his arm, half dragging him out of the bathroom.

Namjoon's breath hitched when he was led down the stairs and to a door he hadn't seen before.

Holden opened it and Namjoon saw it was a basement. The large mattress in the middle of the room took his attention first, then he noticed the chains and the cage and- Yoongi!

"Sit." Holden barked, pushing Namjoon onto the mattress.

Namjoon sat and looked at Yoongi, who was staring back with wide eyes.

Are you okay? Namjoon mouthed the words, and Yoongi hesitated but nodded.

"Neither of you better make a fucking sound." Holden warned, standing in the doorway. "I'm going to think about what I'll do with you two after your little stunt today, so you better not piss me off more."

Namjoon watched as the door slammed shut, then heard it lock.

He waited until the mans footsteps disappeared from his hearing, and then quickly picked himself off the mattress. It was a little hard to do with his hands tied, but he managed.

"What are you doing?" Yoongi whispered, eyes wide as Namjoon came over and sat beside him.

"Did he hurt you?" Namjoon asked softly.

Yoongi shook his head. "No more than usual."

He looked at the pornstars new hair.

"Oh... you..." He stared.

Namjoon cracked a smile. "Don't tell me he missed a spot."

Yoongi shook his head. "No, it looks good. It brings out your eyes. It looks really nice, you look really... beautiful."

Namjoon's heart skipped a beat at the genuine compliment.

Was it true that Yoongi liked him?

"Thank you." Namjoon looked at the ground, sitting beside the chained boy. "It's my natural color. He changed it back because he liked it better."

"Oh." Yoongi looked at the ground too. "I'm sorry. You shouldn't have to have your hair changed to fit someone else's liking."

Namjoon snorted. "Yeah, well, you shouldn't put people in cages either, but he doesn't seem too concerned with morals and ethics."

"I'm sorry, Namjoon."

"Don't apologize." Namjoon looked at him. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"It was my idea to stay home and do this." Yoongi shook his head. "I'm the reason he's mad. And I'm the reason he started taking other kids."

"You did a brave thing to help me out." Namjoon argued. "He would have gotten mad later anyways because I would have fought against him the next time he tried something. And you were protecting yourself, you were surviving. Don't apologize for that. You deserve to live a life without fear or abuse. His sick mind came up with the solution to force that life on other innocent kids, you didn't tell him to do that. We all know you didn't want that to happen. You can't blame yourself forever."

When he looked up, he glanced at Yoongi and saw the boy had tears in his eyes, one rolling over and racing down his pale cheek.

"You deserve good things, Yoongi." Namjoon said softly, turning his body to face him fully.

Yoongi shuddered out a deep breath. "Thank you."

Namjoon looked at the cage across the room from them. "What... what ended up happening to them? Why aren't they here anymore?"

Yoongi struggled to wipe his eyes off on his arms.  "They all either cried too much or fought against him. He called them garbage for not obeying or doing things properly. When the first kid disappeared, I asked where she went. And he told me he had thrown away the garbage."

Namjoon's eyes widened. "You mean he..."

Yoongi nodded sadly. "He buried them. In the backyard. Under the garden. Vylette tends to it in the summer, doesn't even seem bothered at all by what lays underneath her roses."

Namjoon took a few moments to compose himself.

"How many?"

Yoongi took a minute to find his words as well.

"You're the thirteenth."

-

Grumbling about his bad day, Holden collapsed on his bed.

He had called into work, saying something had come up and he couldn't come back in today.

He had to figure out what to do with Vylette. She would see the boys new hair and feel mad that she didn't get a say in it. He knew she preferred the boys blonde hair.

But he had done all of the work, and he had found moonchild first. If he wanted the hair to be black then black is what it would fucking be. She could shut up and go water her roses.

He pulled out his phone, wanting to scroll through his social media and unwind.

For kicks, he went to moonchilds profile.

The last upload had been the boys live stream a few days ago, and a lot of people had messaged the boy, asking when a new video was going to come out.

Holden chuckled, knowing there wouldn't be any new posts from moonchild, and that he had the pornstar all to himself now.

And then a headline caught his eye.

INTERNET CELEBRITY KIDNAPPED LIVE

The sentence below it read:

Popular porn star @ moonchild abducted during livestream

"What?!" Holden shouted, shooting upright to read the full article.

In a frenzy, his eyes skimmed the text with a few sentences jumping out at him.

...best known for his wide variety of adult videos online, moonchild...

...a dark figure suddenly enters the frame and attacks...

...detectives are looking into the case, say they have a few leads...

What livestream?! Holden didn't know the boy had been live that night! He had seen the laptop, of course, but he thought the boy had just been watching a video or something!

Had he really been live?! Then that meant the whole kidnapping scene had been filmed, and that people had seen it.

"Fuck!" Holden screamed, rage taking over when he scrolled down and saw a link to the video.

With growing anger and anxiety, he watched himself break into moonchilds room and throw him to the floor. The laptop was knocked off the bed and captured the moment Holden had stabbed the hypodermic needle into the boys thigh. It had captured it all.

He had been wearing a mask that night, but that was a small comfort.

Now everyone knew he was taken! The police were after him! He had barely even used his toy yet and now it was already being threatened to be taken away from him!

He threw his phone aside and leaped off the bed, thundering down the steps to the basement.

With a curse, he unlocked the door and slammed it open.

The two boys inside jumped, looking at him with scared expressions.

"You were fucking recording?" Holden growled, storming up to the pornstar.

Namjoon blinked a few times, mouth falling open slightly at the shock.

"You were fucking recording?!" Holden shouted, grabbing the boy by the sweatshirt and hauling him up.

"Don't hurt him!" Yoongi pleaded.

"Shut up!" Holden spat, kicking the chained boy hard.

Yoongi doubled over- all the oxygen knocked out of him.

"No!" Namjoon gasped, struggling to be let go. "Yoongi!"

"Now everyone knows what happened!" Holden shouted. "Now the fucking cops are gunna be on my ass!"

Namjoon glared at him, not feeling sympathetic to the mans situation.

"Good! Fucking good for them! You're god damn right I was recording that night, and I got your whole image on tape! I had over five thousand viewers that day, and every single one of them saw exactly what you did! They shared the video and now the police are going to find you and throw you in jail, and then your ass is going to be on the receiving end of an unwanted dick!"

He spat at the mans face.

Holden was still for a moment, but it was long enough for Namjoon to see he had just pushed the man over the edge.

"You're a brat." Holden said simply, shoving Namjoon onto the mattress. His hands went to his jeans, unzipping them. "And you know what brats get in my house?"

"N...o..." Yoongi struggled to breathe as he lifted his head and watched in horror as the man straddled a terrified Namjoon.

The man leaned down, feeling how fast the boys heart was pounding from where their chests were pushed together.

"They get an unwanted dick in their ass."