I'm sorry in advance

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WILL POV-

The ominous words sent a chill down Will's spine, unable to shake the feeling that something bad was going to happen. The small boy nodded, really scared now; he didn't want that to happen, he didn't want any of this; he'd rather be beaten up again. Will's heart sank realising they would be all private and alone in that room. 

"Good!" the ravenette unlocked his handcuffs from the car, a sly smile as he didn't try to hide the authority he felt in this time. The brunette felt some relief from the removed cuffs, but it was short-lived as Mike took out his gun, pointing it under the dashboard.  "Remember one attempt at escaping, and I shoot."  he threatened.

"Y-yeah." the small boy frantically nodded, not from the gun... but from whatever held him behind the Motel room, "Get out!" Mike commanded; his voice still authoritative.

Will carefully followed Mike's orders and stepped out the car; the warm summer day felt unnerving as he shivered from shock and fear. The ravenette grabbed the bags from the backseat as they headed to the reception, keeping a tight grip on the small boy's wrists ensuring not to let him go until they reached the room.  It was the early morning as they approached the reception. 

"One room, please! We'll only need it for an hour or two!" The tall boy requested, more composed then earlier

The Motel manager, a middle-aged man with grey hair gave a wary glance as they approach; a hint of suspicion in his eyes, but without uttering a word and being given a deposit, handed Mike keys for the room. The small boy attempted to avoid eye contact, not wanting to draw any unnecessary attention.

"An hour or two?" the brunette mumbled to himself, that basically confirmed his thinking; Mike really wanted to do the dirty with him; why else would they only need a room for that long and this early in the morning? Dread filled his every pore; he wasn't ready for this.

Reaching the door, Will allowed his thoughts to get the better of him, attempting to squirm away from Mike's touch. He didn't know what the tall boy planned, and the thought made him jittery.

Once inside the room, Mike pushed Will inside locking the door behind him, placing the keys in his pocket and tossing all the bags on the floor. The brunette's anxiety only intensified, watching the scene. This was really happening. Mike still held firm to Will's wrist, refusing to let go as he threw the brunette to the bed, "Sit down!" he commanded, his voice low and dangerous.

Shit! Shit! Shit! 

The small boy did as told but ready to jump if Mike tries anything on him. The taller boy mischievously smirked, furrowing his brows finding the reaction amusing. In a semi-seductive tone, the tall boy questioned, "So are you ready to make me happy?"

Will shook his head as Mike crouched over him placing both hands on the bed and having their face inches apart. The brunette blushed squirming backwards, but every time he shuffled the Ravenette followed him.

"What- What are you doing? The brunette panicked, maintaining a semblance of composure but unable to shake the fear that's gripping him,

"You'll find out soon enough!" Mike chuckled darkly, his eyes never leaving Will's features.

Will felt his mind racing, trying to figure out what to do in this situation, he can't risk doing anything to anger Mike, but he didn't want this. "Please don't..." 

"But I've noticed the way you've been looking at me," Mike hissed, his voice full of confidence, "It's almost like you want me to kiss you," 

"No need to be nervous Willy... didn't you say you'd do anything to get out of those handcuffs?" the tall boy teased; his eyes narrowing as he inched closer, his voice dripping in a husky tone.

The brunette shuffled back until his back hit the headboard, he was royally fucked; starting to hyperventilate as the man placed both hand on either side to prevent Will from leaving. 

The small boy felt nauseous, "Mike..." he mumbled, the breath caught in his throat as he swallowed hard, trying to keep his fear at bay. Knowing he needed to find a way out, but he felt vulnerable and exposed, trying to summon his courage and tried to push Mike away.

"You're cute, you know that?" the ravenette smirked, seeming to enjoy the power he held over Will, "Relax" he says, his tone dripping with arrogance. "I won't bite... unless you want me to."

"N-no, please get away from me!" Will's eyes widen in alarm, shaking his head frantically.

"You're a feisty one, aren't you?" Mike said, his voice low and challenging. "But don't worry darling, I have my ways of making you listen."

"I'll listen to whatever you say and do what you want! Please just not this!" the small boy felt trapped, his voice cracking as the words flew out his mouth, worried tears might fall if this continues.

"Really?" the tall boy seductively joked, trying not to let a chuckle escape his lips.

The brunette nodded, willing to do anything Mike tells him to do as long as he wouldn't lay a finger on him in this way, "please..." he muttered, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment and his heart pounding in his chest,

But before he could gather his thoughts, the ravenette leaned even closer, grabbing his chin and bringing their faces inches apart. Will's heart beat so loud it might be heard through the entire Motel, feeling the warmth of Mike's breath on his skin. The brunette closed his eyes, not wanting to see what happens next.

Just when Will braces himself for the kiss and whatever else Mike might do to him, the ravenette suddenly stopped, brushing his thumb against the small boy's lips preventing them from touching. Will noticed this, blinking in confusion, his head confused and overwhelmed.

"You know," Mike murmured, his voice laced with amusement beneath the teasing façade, "I hope you keep to your promise," backing away and sitting on the other side of the bed.

The small boy felt as though his heart would roll out his chest; and not in a good way, he felt relief and fear wash over; why had Mike stopped? He was relieved Mike hadn't gone through with the kiss... and whatever else he planned, but fear in his real intentions. "What the fuck was that?" he asked, placing a hand to his heart, not moving from his position.

"Teasing!" Mike smirked, amused by his own actions; as if seeing nothing wrong with it.

"You... you were just teasing?" Will finally managed to spit out, trembling slightly.

The ravenette only chuckled in response as he watched the reaction unfold, "This was payback for all the disrespect you've been spitting my way." he replied, his tone dripping with arrogance.

The brunette tried to make sense of everything. Had this entire display been some sick game to get back at some sarcastic comments? How far would he have gone? He couldn't believe he fell for all of that; he had been terrified to the point where he was frozen in fear. "W- what? Why?"

Mike inched closer again only to see Will flinch, enjoying the power he had now, "Because I wanted to see you squirm and vulnerable!" he said with a dark glint in his eyes, "It also ensures you'll listen to everything I say from now on!"

Will's heart sank at the words, feeling exposed and humiliated; always using sarcasm as a safety mechanism; a way to protect him from the dangers of the world, yet right now that weapon seemed to be used against him.

"I- I don't understand," Will managed to stammer, "So this was all to scare me?"

"Basically! Beatings don't seem to affect you, so I tried something new," Mike taunted and threatened, proud of himself, "Later today, my parents want to meet me... but I've been lying and telling them I have been dating someone to get them off my back and... they wanted me to bring them for lunch. I had to make sure you'd do anything I say." his smile was cold, void of all emotion.

"You're sick!" the brunette accused, despite the turmoil within, "You're a fucking sick person to do that to someone."

Mike's face twisted into a cold grin, "Maybe I am." he admitted, his eyes flashing with malice. "But you're the one who will be dating me later on!"

Will furrowed his brows, enraged hearing the demand; pretend to be his boyfriend? The mere notion made him sick to his stomach, especially considering the events that just occurred. "You want me to be your pretend boyfriend after all of that," he raised his voice, shaking with fear.

The ravenette shrugged nonchalantly, "You don't have much of a choice, do you?" he replied, his tone cold, yet calculating, "I order you to play along, and if you don't... well, let's just say it won't end well for you."

The small boy pondered for a moment, trying to think away out of this catatonic situation, this was truly an impossible case. How does Mike even ask that with a straight face? This was the boy he was kidnapping and asked him to date him for a few hours. If he played along, he might get roped in with the tall boy and his entire, possibly dangerous family, but if he doesn't it could be worse for him...

"I won't do it," the small boy crossed his arms, standing his ground despite the fears gnawing at his core.

Mike's expression darkened, clearly not liking that answer, standing up from the bed stepping closer to Will, his demeanour becoming more threatening. "You will do it." he said with a sinister smile, "Or your little nightmare will become a reality!"

"I-I understand... I'll do it." the small boy nodded folding quickly, trying to hide any emotions behind a wall of compliance, swallowing to steady his nerves, knowing he had to tread lightly in this situation,

"Good boy." Mike's eyes burned a hole into him, a cruel smirk playing on his lips, "But don't get any ideas. This doesn't mean I love you or anything; I hate you and I always will, understand?"

The small boy just nodded, looking up at Mike staring deep into his eyes, piercing into him. The room felt suffocating as he tried to process everything. He just couldn't believe all the cruelty Mike was capable of; sure, he was a criminal but doing all this for some mere sarcastic comments and control was unethical.

"You should be thanking me! You're a lost cause anyway and I'm probably as close to a real boyfriend as you're ever gonna get." Mike scoffed

The words cut through the brunette's heart; He was broken and defeated just silently nodded, it was something he was told multiple times in his life before; perhaps it was true; no one ever seemed to prove him wrong, he had no friends and his dad didn't even want to associate with him, and fuck knows where his mother was. To say he was unlovable was an understatement...

"Now go take a bath," the ravenette ordered, the harshness in his tone resuming, "You reek of alcohol, and I don't want my parents to think I'm dating some hobo."

Without another word, the small boy shuffled off the bed, trying to keep himself together until he reached the bathroom. The tension lingered in the air as he locked the door behind him, desperate for a moment of solitude away from everything; the only moment of true safety he had in the past day; always afraid if this breath was going to be his last.

He stared into the dimly lit mirror, staring at his reflection, his eyes glassy from the tears that welled in his eyes during the whole ordeal. Mike's words cut deep, and he couldn't help but wonder why he was like this.

The weight of the harsh stress laid heavy on his shoulders as he whispered to himself. "Nobody could love someone like me,"

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