"Where are we going again?" Jisung whispered in Minho's ear, sitting in the back between the two brothers.

"My aunt's place. It's my cousin's 18th birthday so we're having a family gathering." Minho silently answered.

Jisung nodded his head and watched through the windshield as the car pulled up in the driveway to a gigantic house. The house was painted a light brown - almost golden looking - color, and at least three times the size of Minho's family's house.

"Ok, everyone ready?" Mrs. Lee asked, opening her car door.

The guys all followed her example, stepping out as well. Minho slipped his hand into Jisung's, holding his palm loosely with his own. Of course he loved having his fingers intertwined with Jisung's, but there was some about holding hands so tenderly like this, that made Jisung's hand feel like heaven against his own. So soft and warm.

"Felix, Minho. Look at you both, all grown up." A woman said, greeting the teenagers at the door.

"Hey auntie." Minho answered, letting her squish his cheeks for a moment.

"And who might this young handsome young man be?" Minho's aunt asked, looking at Jisung curiously.

"He's Minho's boyfriend." Felix answered, escaping his aunt's cheek squish by running straight inside.

"Boyfriend? Oh how lovely. Now come in, both of you. Help yourselves to anything."

Before either of the boys could protest, the woman was already long gone.

Jisung chuckled to himself, moving closer to Minho as they walked into the living room where all the noise was coming from.

As Minho walked around, hugging and greeting everyone, Jisung was in his own little world, following the hand pulling him along blindly. Jisung's eyes were scanning the room, talking in every detail.

A soft tug on Jisung's arm snapped him back into reality, looking at Minho curiously.

"Hi, you must be Jisung, Minho's boyfriend?" A girl about his own age said, standing before the two.

"O-oh, I-" Jisung stuttered, blushing softly.

"What, why do you say he's my boyfriend?" Minho asked, cutting Jisung off.

"Oh, your parents, my mom and Felix told basically everyone you're together. Don't worry, we're not homophobic or anything, you don't have to hide." The girl said, smiling softly.

Jisung giggled while Minho groaned.

Jisung felt as though someone was looking at him, making chills run down his spine as he subtly looked around. Quickly Jisung met a pair of familiar eyes, but just as soon as they had met, the person looked away, acting as though nothing had happened.

"Hey, I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick. I'll be right back." Minho said, letting Jisung go and slipping out of the room.

Jisung walked up to a wall, leaning against it to draw less attention to himself. He wasn't very fond of crowds.

"I went back and they said you has quit your job, why is that, sexy?"

Jisung tried to ignore the man, but it turned put to be impossible the second he subtly reached out and started kneading Jisung's ass without permission.

"S-Sir, please not touch me." Jisung said, only loud enough for him to hear.

The man growled to himself, putting his hand between Jisung's legs from behind, pressing hard against the boy's crotch and hole as he pulled it back.

"This is my card. Call me sometime, ok doll?"

Jisung felt him shove something into his back pocket, still acting unaffected. He didn't know why he decided to act a if nothing was happening, it could be because he felt ashamed. If he were to cause a scene, he would also have to tell everyone that he worked as a prostitute, and got raped by one of Minho's family members.

"Hey Sung, hey uncle. What are the both of you talking about?" Minho happily asked, walking up to the two.

The man's hand quickly left Jisung's ass, but he stayed close, making Jisung feel small under his piercing lustful eyes.

"Nothing, i was just making small talk since i saw this young man standing by himself." Minho uncle said, chuckling.

Minho nodded his head with a smile, laying his arm across Jisung's shoulder. Jisung leaned into the touch, way more than normal. Minho eyed the two standing before him, worried.

"Let's go greet the rest, Sung. It was nice talking to you, uncle." Minho said, pulling Jisung away quickly.

Once they were out of earshot Minho turned to Jisung, looking him up and down worriedly.

"Are you ok, Sungie? He didn't do anything to you did he?" Minho asked.

"I-... Who is he?" Jisung muttered, looking back at the man for a second.

"He's my uncle. Kind of the outcast of the family, he has been in court multiple times because of sexual assault against teenagers." Minho answered, taking both Jisung's hands in his own to make the younger look at him.

"Only in court?" Jisung asked, gulping.

"Yeah, never found guilty because of lacking evidence. Jisung, tell me honestly, did he do anything to you? Anything at all?" Minho asked, dead serious.

"... Can we go talk somewhere private?" Jisung whispered, looking down.

Minho immediately pulled Jisung along to a toilet, locking the door after them. He stood strictly in front of Jisung, waiting for him to talk.

"You know I used to sell my body?" Minho nodded, not at all liking where this was going.

"Do you remember that one day I was at your house, and left for work in the evening? We were supposed to hang out the following day but I said I was sick." Jisung started.

"I wasn't really sick that day, I was in bed because of injuries after your uncle raped me during my shift. He choked me and physically hurt and and broke all the rules meant to keep me safe. Just now he was touching me... There, saying I should call him so he can do it again." Jisung silently said, head hanging low.

The younger was visibly shaking as he grabbed the card from his back pocket, handing it over to Minho.

Minho pulled Jisung into a soft hug, simultaneously grabbing his phone from his pocket, dialing 911.

"No, Minho please don't call the police." Jisung panicked.

"JISUNG MY UNCLE FUCKING RAPED AND SEXUALLY HARASSED YOU. OF COURSE I'M CALLED THE FUCKING POLICE." Minho yelled, angry.

Jisung flinched back, closing his eyes.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell." Minho softly said, pulling Jisung in for a soft hug.

Someone picked up the phone, speaking into Minho's ear. Jisung listened to their conversation, trying to melt completely into Minho's body and vanish. Why did life hate him so much?

"Let's go outside, we need to tell my parents and aunt." Minho said, wrapping his arm around Jisung after the phone line went dead.

"P-please don't tell everyone." Jisung said in a shaky voice from holding in tears.

"Of course not Sungie. I wont tell anyone who doesn't need to know." Minho answered, guiding Jisung back into the living room.

The latter kept Jisung close as he walked around, finding his parents and aunt and telling them to meet him outside for something urgent - figuring Jisung wouldn't want to be left alone.