It's a struggle for Yunho to concentrate on anything as he gets ready for work. His mind still reels with all the things that could be wrong.

Yunho pulls up to the shop and walks in to see Mingi and Jongho behind the counter talking.

"Dude," Mingi says in shock when he sees him. "Did he say no?"

Yunho doesn't answer and just walks into his studio to prepare for his client. He needed to make it through his appointment so he could get back to Wooyoung.

"Hey," Mingi knocks on his open door. "What happened?"

"He said yes."

Mingi steps in. "The why do you look like you have been crying?"

"Because he also had a full-on panic attack and I don't know what to do." Yunho's voice is calm, almost monotonous as he works to get his station set up.

"What?" Mingi asks hesitantly. "What happened?"

"I have no fucking idea."

Mingi frowns. "What happened, Yunho?"

"I DON'T FUCKING KNOW, MINGI!" Yunho turns on him and shouts.

Mingi takes a step back. "Just talk to me."

Yunho sits in his chair and feels like he can't breathe. "We went home after he accepted the proposal and we were having sex and all of the sudden he looks at me like he doesn't know who I am. He screams at me to get away from him and just starts having a panic attack. He won't fucking talk to me and I don't know what I did or what happened to him and I feel like I'm dying not knowing how to help him."

Mingi moves to sit on the couch, concern written all over his face. "Who did he think you are?"

"He said Huta." Yunho's head falls forward into his hands. "I just don't understand... this came out of nowhere!"

"Don't bite my head off, I'm just trying to be your friend Yunho. But how well do you really know him? His past and experiences?"

"I'm not going to force him to tell me everything if he isn't ready. Maybe this Huta person fucked him up. I don't know!" Yunho snaps.

"You shouldn't have come in today man. Let Jongho take your appointment."

Yunho shakes his head. "I don't want to smother him. He needs time to process. He did the same for me when Hyunjin showed up."

Mingi sighs and walks over to Yunho to clap him on the shoulder. "You guys will work it out. I've never seen two people more meant for each other." He says, then starts walking toward the door.

"Except maybe me and San." He adds with a smirk then sticks out his tongue.

Yunho can't help but laugh a little at his friend while he grabs an empty container and hurls it across the room. "Cheeky bastard."

Yunho sits a minute to think. Maybe he should go home to take care of Wooyoung. Yunho gets up and manages to tell Jongho to cover for him as he leaves the shop to go home.

When he gets there, he runs up to stairs to see Wooyoung isn't in bed. That's good. At least he is up. He walks in the bathroom and sees the younger in the shower and decides to slip in behind him.

"Woo?"

Wooyoung jumps then relaxes when he sees its Yunho.

"Are you feeling okay?"

"I'm okay. I think I just had some type of hallucination last night. Like my brain was playing tricks on me for being happy."

Yunho steps in behind the younger to hold him. "Will you tell me who Huta is?"

Wooyoung turns in his arms. "Maybe one day. But I'm not quite ready to talk about that ghost of my past just yet..."

Yunho hums. He is glad Wooyoung seems to be doing better and places soft kisses over his face.

He feels even better when Wooyoung giggles lightly and nuzzles into his neck.

They stand under the running water for a long time, only leaving when the cold forces them out.

"Let's go shopping." Yunho says as they are getting dressed. "You still have barely any clothes from all the traveling you've done, I want to get you some nice things to fill up the closet."

"Is sugar daddy Yunho making a comeback?" Wooyoung teases earning a growl from his boyfriend.

"I am not a sugar daddy," Yunho says annoyed.

Wooyoung giggles and goes to get dressed. "Hey YuYu?"

"Yes, Baby?"

Wooyoung hesitates. "Can we still go to the club tonight? We can just dance or watch a scene."

"Are you sure you want to?" Yunho asks hesitantly.

Wooyoung nods a couple of times. "I want us to live our lives normally. Please. It's what will help me the most."

Yunho sighs through his nose a little and pulls Wooyoung to him. "Alright, we can go. I'll buy you something extra pretty to show off."

At that, Wooyoung giggles and shakes his head. "As you wish, Daddy."

Yunho is unsure about them going to the club after such a massive panic attack the night before but Wooyoung seems like he is feeling more like himself again.

Yunho drives them to the mall to get Wooyoung some new clothes when he stops by a wedding dress shop.

"What is it, Baby?" Yunho asks as he watches Wooyoung look at the dresses. "Do you want to wear a dress?"

Wooyoung shakes his head. "No. Maybe not a dress..." His voice tapers off a little as he thinks.

Yunho files that information away for later. Ever since Wooyoung caved to a more feminine headspace, Yunho has noticed him get more comfortable with. After Yunho painted his nails for that party, he has seen the younger painting them more. He uses a bit more makeup when they go out and Yunho also notices how he longingly looks at the lingerie Jongho picked out for him every time he sees it in his underwear drawer.

"Then what would you like?" Yunho takes his hand and smiles down at him.

Wooyoung twists his lips to the side and shrugs just a little. "I'm not sure, but... I know I want something pretty." He says in almost a whisper.

"Oh we can definitely make that happen my love." Yunho kisses his head and they look at the window just a little longer.

When Yunho manages to drag Wooyoung away from the display window with the promise of planning their wedding later he guides him to a lingerie store.

"I noticed you always looking at the set we got at the club. I figured you might want a few pairs before we go get you some new clothes."

Wooyoung smiles and bounces in place. "Really?!" He asks excitedly.

"Really. But I get a final say on it." Yunho chuckles.

"Yes, Sugar Daddy." Wooyoung teases before he's the one that ends up dragging Yunho into the store.

Thankfully it's set up to be very private, so even though they got a few strange looks, Wooyoung is able to shop mostly in peace as he goes through and picks out a few different styles to try on.

The lady who helps them is fortunately very nice. She finds the best colors and types that compliment Wooyoung's skin tone and over all aesthetic best and Yunho makes sure to leave her a huge tip when they leave.

"Where to next?" Yunho asks as Wooyoung guides them around the mall.

"Hmm," Wooyoung thinks. "My parents brought me all of my shoes from home when they visited and a few hoodies, so I think I just need some pants and shirts." Wooyoung looks around at all the stores trying to find one that suits him.

Yunho ends up pulling him into a designer store where they get him jeans and a few pairs of slacks, but lots of nice dress shirts.

Even though he's had money, Wooyoung's never dressed like it, so seeing himself in a nice silk shirt makes him feel incredible.

Especially when he sees Yunho checking him out in the mirror.

So he teases a little by unbuttoning a little further down than what is normally accepted and twisting so the shirt flares open just enough to show off his chest.

"Don't make me push you back in that dressing room," Yunho warns.

He smirks in satisfaction when he sees a shiver run down Wooyoung's body.

"Or is that what you want?" Yunho asks as he steps toward him. "Do you want me to take you back in that room. Do you want me to blow you? Maybe you want me to fuck you. Isn't that right, Baby Girl?"

Wooyoung barely stops the moan from getting out at the words. He does want that and he wants it badly.

Yunho looks around the dressing room and licks his lips. "You're playing with fire, Princess. We are supposed to be taking things slow."

"But Daddy..." Wooyoung says with a whine.

The older narrows his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest. "Don't tell me you're going to start being a brat now."

Wooyoung pauses under his harsh tone, a delicious shiver going down his spine.

Wooyoung steps back into the dressing room and leans against the mirror out of sight of everyone but Yunho. He brings his hands up and slowly begins to unbutton the silk shirt he is wearing before moving on to the tight black jeans Yunho had picked out.

"don't you want me, Daddy?" He whispers softly.

Wooyoung trails down Yunho's body with his eyes until they rest on the very obvious bulge in his pants.

"I can see that you do. Why fight it?" Wooyoung says to rile the older up. "Come on. Just a quick little fuck?"

Yunho narrows his eyes and turns his head to examine the state of the store.

When he sees it's nearly empty, and that Wooyoung had turned his back, he dashes into the fitting room.

He immediately clamps a hand over Wooyoung mouth to keep him from making to loud of a sound in his surprise and reaches down to grab the boxers he'd been wearing before trying on a pair of panties and shoves them into Wooyoung's mouth to keep him silent.

Then he slams Wooyoung's back against the wall and drops down to his knees, yanking down his jeans and the panties in one smooth motion.

Wooyoung throws his head back, smacking the wall as Yunho breathes over his dick. He lets out a hiss when Yunho bites at the base of his dick before licking to the tip where his tongue ring catches.

Wooyoung moans loudly around the underwear in his mouth.

"Even gagged your still so loud, Baby Girl," Yunho whispers before taking Wooyoung whole into his mouth.

Wooyoung's eyes cross at the feeling and he holds in a scream the best he can. He reaches his hands out to grab at Yunho's shoulders.

They are immediately swatted away as Yunho starts to bob his head back and forth.

He uses his tongue perfectly, dragging his piercing over all the best spots, applying pressure when he needs to, teasing at other spots.

Wooyoung is absolute putty in his hands, and the power he has just makes the dom in him grow and grow.

Yunho decides to tease at Wooyoung's slit with the tip of his tongue before slowly working the ball of his piercing in. At the same time he reaches a hand under him to grab the youngers balls and massage them.

Wooyoung screams as he comes. Yunho sucks him through his orgasm swallowing everything he gives him.

The sub slumps into the wall and slowly starts to slide down as Yunho helps guide him down. He pulls the underwear from Wooyoung's lips.

"Feel better?" Yunho teases.

"Can I wear one of those plugs you were telling me about? The one for my dick?"

"Baby steps, Princess." Yunho kisses his forehead. "But I promise we will work up to it."

Wooyoung huffs but with a smile. "Yes, Daddy."

They finish trying on and purchasing his clothes, which includes a sheer, sparkly blouse for him to wear tonight with his black leather shorts for something different.

Then they decide to continue walking around the mall, commenting on other stores or even just the people walking around.

Wooyoung stops at another store when he sees a red and black checkered skirt with chains on it and a black belt.

Yunho turns when he notices Wooyoung isn't walking with him anymore. He sees him just as he walks into a store.

Wooyoung walks to the counter quickly. "That skirt in the window. Can you show me where it is?"

Yunho catches the end of that sentence and pauses. He sees the skirt Wooyoung talked about and groans lightly.

"Fuck."

When Wooyoung is shown the section, his eyes literally start to sparkle as he takes in that skirt and two more just like it, but one with blue and black and one with tan and white.

He reaches out and touches one, slowly biting down on his lower lip at the same time.

Yunho can't believe how enchanted Wooyoung seems to be by three little skirts.

"Do you like those that much, Princess?"

"I want them, Daddy... Please?" Wooyoung begs as he quickly turns to face Yunho with big eyes.

Yunho chuckles. "Oh pretty baby," he says as he steps closer to the younger to place a hand on his cheek. "I'm thinking you should wear one tonight to the club."

"I can have them?" Wooyoung asks excitedly.

"Yes princess. Pick out your sizes and if you see any more skirts grab them."

Wooyoung squeals happily and throws his arms around Yunho to pull him down into a kiss.

He gets one of each skirt and holds them close to his chest as they leave the store.

Yunho leaves with a lopsided grin on his face.

The Wooyoung he'd first met would have never worn something like this...

But saying feminine terms around him all the time must have unlocked something.

Yunho loves it so much, but he only hopes that Wooyoung truly feels the same way.

"What has you embracing your 'feminine' side, Baby Girl?" He asks softly.

Wooyoung hums. "I'm a man. I like being a man and I don't want to be a woman. But... I like feeling pretty. I like being your baby girl. I like when you.... talk about my clit," Wooyoung whispers that last part. "I like being able to not be so masculine sometimes."

Yunho stops Wooyoung and looks him in the eye. "If I'm being honest, I don't even know why I started calling you those terms. It just kind of... came out, and then it riled you up so much that it was fun to keep teasing you. Then, to me, they just fit. I don't want you to be anyone other than who you are Wooyoung. I'm marrying the man in front of me, who I met so long ago. I just hope you know it was never my intention to womanize you."

"I know, Daddy," Wooyoung says with a smile. "I'm embracing this part of myself because it's always been there, I think. You were just the key to unlocking it."

Yunho swoops in for a kiss as soon as Wooyoung finishes.

It's passionate and needy, matching his love for Wooyoung which only seems to grow more.

Wooyoung allows himself to be swept up in Yunho's arms, moaning softly into the kiss as he fists the front of Yunho's shirt with one hand.

Yunho only pulls back when he hears squealing. He looks over to see a group of teenage girls smiling at them. Yunho smirks at them, making them release more squeals.

Wooyoung buries his face in Yunho's chest in embarrassment. "Daddy, make them stop."

"Oh, but I thought you liked being watched, Princess," Yunho whispers as he reaches a hand down to rest on Wooyoung's ass still smirking at the young girls who squeal again before they all run off.

Wooyoung groans and pouts. "Can we just go, Daddy? I'm hungry."

"Of course." Yunho chuckles again and leads Wooyoung out of the mall so they can get something better to eat.

They find a local restaurant that they order to-go from and head back home.

They still have some of the afternoon left together before they have to start getting ready, so they end up curled up on the couch together, Wooyoung clinging to Yunho much like a koala to a tree.

Yunho rubs his hands over Wooyoung's back as the tv plays in the background.

"Are you sure you want to go tonight, Love?" Yunho checks.

Wooyoung pulls back to look Yunho in the eyes. "I'm green, Daddy. I promise, I want to go." He says the words with so much confidence that Yunho doesn't question him.

"Okay, Princess. I better see you in that red and black skirt you bought though."

"Oh, I was planning on it." Wooyoung giggles. "That and the sheer top you got me."

Yunho groans a little and has to bite the inside of his cheek. "You little minx."

The younger just giggles again and hugs him tighter. "I love you, Daddy."

Yunho's heart starts to pound in his chest and he tightens his grip too. "I love you to, Princess. So fucking much."

They cuddle on the couch for a few more minutes before Yunho is patting Wooyoung on the bottom to get him to sit up.

"Come on, Baby. Time to get ready to go," Yunho says, helping Wooyoung stand up.

The couple walks upstairs to start getting ready. Wooyoung rushes into the bathroom with his clothes and slams the door, making Yunho chuckle lightly.

Wooyoung takes his time doing his hair in a cute little ponytail with a few strands falling around his face and makes sure to do a flawless face if makeup. He had been practicing his eyeliner so he is confident in his look when he is finished.

When he walks out in the red and black skirt, his sparkly black sheer shirt, and his boots, he is thrilled to see Yunho's jaw drop.

"Like it?" He purrs, swaying his hips while walking forward.

"Fuck, Princess. I don't know if I want anyone else seeing you like this, but I desperately want to show you off at the same time." Yunho growls.

The praise makes Wooyoung beam. He clasps his hands behind his back and rocks back and forth to make the skirt sway.

Yunho is frozen at the beautiful man before him. He watches Wooyoung adjusting his outfit to place it just right and when his skirt flaps a little too high, Yunho catches a glimpse of red, lace panties.

"Oh fuck," Yunho groans out softly. The sound catches Wooyoung's attention.

Wooyoung gives him a teasing look. "You are not ruining my new outfit before I get the chance to wear it, Daddy," he scolds.

"Oh, I plan on ruining it. Give me a reason why we should still go to the club?" Yunho asks as he stalks forward like a predator ready to pounce.

"Because we are taking things slow and going there is part of it." Wooyoung says, using Yunho's own words against him.

The older sighs heavily through his nose and turns around so he can collect himself.

Once he has, he faces Wooyoung again, a more serious look on his face now.

"What are the rules, Princess?"

"Don't disrespect you or any other doms. Don't speak unless directly spoken to. Keep my eyes down. Always address doms as sir or master. Stay by your side unless told otherwise." Wooyoung listed off.

"Good job, Baby," Yunho says with a proud smile.

They get in the car to head to the club and Wooyoung is lightly bouncing in excitement the entire ride.

"Daddy, if Hongjoong is there, can I dance with him tonight?" Wooyoung asks.

"You don't want to dance with me?" Yunho teases with a pout.

"Of course I do! But I like dancing with Hongjoong too." Wooyoung says with a pout of his own.

"Yes, Love, you may dance with him for a little bit." Yunho gives him a fond smile after he parks the car.

They walk in side by side, both getting their bracelets marking their rank within the club.

"Nice to see you again." Minho walks over to them and clasps Yunho's arm once he notices they are there. "It's been a while!"

"It has! Where is Jisung?" Yunho asks as he greets the other dom.

"He is looking for a sub to share. We are both too far into our dom headspace. You know how it is," Minho laughs.

"No, I really don't because I'm not a switch." Yunho says with a chuckle.

Wooyoung feels Yunho pull him close to his side. "Wooyoung and I are about to head over to the dance floor. Why don't you join us after you guys have a sub?"

"Sounds good, I'll see you in a bit." Minho says before wandering off.

It's hard for Wooyoung to keep his eyes on the ground, especially because he can feel so many people staring at him in his outfit.

He grips the hem of his skirt, starting to feel slightly self-conscious as Yunho leads him through the massive club.

The sounds of a few people moaning reaches his ears and he sneaks a peek at the stage where it looks like a Dom is dripping wax onto his Sub.

Yunho guides Wooyoung on to the dance floor and pulls him close.

"Stop messing with your skirt baby," Yunho commands.

"People are looking, Daddy," Wooyoung whispers as his eyes flick around slightly.

Yunho leans down to whisper in Wooyoung's ear. "That's because they all want you but know they can't have you. Plus, you wore lingerie here before, how is this different?"

Wooyoung shivers and feels as Yunho starts to dance against him so the sub follows his lead. They dance for a few songs before they are interrupted.

"Hey, Yunho, right?"

Yunho turns to look at who was speaking. "Minhyuk," he says when he recognizes the man before him. "Nice to see you. Glad your new ink is healing nicely."

"Thanks! You do great work man, I love it." The new Dom says. There's a slight pause, then he purrs, "And who is this delectable thing?"

"Minhyuk, this is my sub, Wooyoung. Wooyoung, this is Minhyuk, a dom I recently met." Yunho says calmly.

A flinger presses against Wooyoung's chin and forces his head to tilt back so he's looking directly at Minhyuk.

"It's nice to meet you, Wooyoung."

A shiver runs through the sub and he's suddenly at a loss for words... there's something... oddly familiar about the man in front of him, but he can't put his finger on it.

Wooyoung pulls back slightly. "It's nice to meet you too Master Minhyuk," he says softly.

"This is the sub you talked about marrying?" Minhyuk asks not taking his eyes off Wooyoung.

"Yes, he is. And he said yes," Yunho says happily also looking at Wooyoung.

"Well... aren't you a lucky son of a bitch," Minhyuk mutters as he pulls back to look at Yunho. "If you guys ever want a third partner, I would be happy to join in."

Wooyoung looks at Yunho. "I don't want to Yunho." Wooyoung doesn't know, why but the man makes him uneasy.

"You gonna let the brat disrespect you like that?" Minhyuk asks.

Yunho bristles just a little bit. "We have a more open relationship. And he's still learning."

Then he looks down to Wooyoung and frowns. "Don't forget your rules, Wooyoung."

The sub bites the inside of his lip and look down at the ground. "Sorry, Daddy."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that," Minhyuk apologizes.

Yunho calms down again at the apology. "Why don't you join us for a drink or two then? My friend Jongho should be here soon to join us and you can meet another dom."

"Okay. Why don't we talk and you can send Wooyoung to grab drinks?"

"I'm his sub, not yours," Wooyoung snaps causing Yunho to turn his head.

"Do NOT make me warn you about disrespect again. If you do it again, he reserves the right to punish you and I doubt you want that," Yunho growls out.

Wooyoung immediately drops his eyes to the floor again. "I'm sorry, Daddy. What can I get you and Master Minhyuk to drink?" He asks, hoping it's a peace offering to both Doms.

He hears an approving hum come from Minhyuk before he's given both their orders.

"Tell them to put it on my tab." Yunho says, handing his card over to Wooyoung.

The sub nods and excuses himself to walk over to the bar to place his order.

Yunho talks to Minhyuk for a minute when Jongho comes up behind him.

"Hey man! This is Minhyuk. He's new here. Minhyuk if you ever want more ink but I can't get you in, Jongho here is amazingly gifted at free handing."

"Nice to meet you," Minhyuk says shaking the younger's hand. "What do you want to drink? I will go help Wooyoung and get you something."

Jongho gives his drink order while Minhyuk goes to the bar. Wooyoung is standing at the end waiting on their drinks.

"Yunho is too soft on you," Minhyuk says, causing Wooyoung to jump. "If it were me, I would have beat your ass."

Wooyoung's eyes widen. Why did that sound familiar? He backs away a step when Minhyuk grabs his wrist to stop him.

"Get you fucking hands off of me!" Wooyoung yells drawing attention to them.

Minhyuk just narrows his eyes and tightens his grip on Wooyoung's wrist. "Excuse me?"

Wooyoung's eyes widen when he realizes what he's done and he instantly drops down to his knees. "I'm sorry, Master. Please, I didn't mean-"

"I'm hearing a lot of sorry's from you tonight, yet you just keep getting worse." Minhyuk yanks up on his wrist, forcing Wooyoung's body to stretch out a little.

At that moment Yunho comes over. "What's going on?"

"He just keeps mouthing off at me. Can't figure out what makes him think he can talk to me like that but I think he deserves a punishment now. Wouldn't you agree, Yunho?" Minhyuk turns to the other dom, a challenge burning in his eyes.

Yunho takes a deep inhale and stares down at Wooyoung. "What do you suggest?"

Minhyuk smirks. "I could fuck his mouth and put him in his place for being so mouthy."

"No. Nothing sexual. But I agree he needs a punishment." Yunho states. "Maybe a spanking?"

"Maybe a flogging," Minhyuk offers instead.

Wooyoung looks at Yunho with wide, pleading eyes. "N-No, Da-"

"I suggest you stop talking." Yunho says with a low voice. "You know the rules. And you have now disobeyed three times. That's two times more than most Doms would tolerate."

A few people around them nod in agreement, eyes trained on the three of them.

"Flogging." Yunho inclines his head and that's all the permission Minhyuk needs to drag Wooyoung over to one of the stages.

The boy is sobbing a little now, a little confused and scared for what was about to happen.

He's pulled up on stage and shoved toward a table. "Bend over." Minhyuk orders.

Wooyoung does, facing the audience at first, but Minhyuk growls and grabs him by the back of the neck to force him to turn around so his ass will be on display. "They will want to see your pretty skin after I destroy it." He whispers into Wooyoung's ear.

Fear shoots through him. How could Yunho be okay with this?? And why did this seem so familiar?

Minhyuk disappears for a few seconds, then comes back to flip Wooyoung's skirt up and pull his panties down.

"Ten hits will be your punishment for mouthing off to me, Sub. Count them."

He barely gives Wooyoung a chance to prepare before the first smack resounds through the room and he's screaming in pain. "ONE!!!" He manages to get out somehow.

All he could think about was trying to be good for Yunho. He didn't want to be bad anymore... but when the second smack happens, his vision goes white and he tries to get away from the man behind him.

"I said count!" Minhyuk orders loudly.

"T-two," Wooyoung stutters. As soon as the word leaves his lips the next one is landing like fire and Wooyoung sobs. "Thr-th-ree."

The next hit has him falling to the ground and he sees Yunho step up and pause out of the corner of his eye, waiting to step in if he is needed. Minhyuk grabs his hair and makes him stand up again.

"Red..." Wooyoung barely manages to get out. Minhyuk leans over him.

"Just like old times, Slut," and with that, Wooyoung recognizes the man behind him and another hit comes down harder than the last and he feels his skin tear.

"RED!" Wooyoung screams but another hit was landed at the same time. "HUTA STOP!" Wooyoung sobs out.

"STOP!!" Yunho roars as he charges up the stage.

Minhyuk steps back immediately, hands held high in the air to show he wasn't going to put up a fight.

"I'm sorry! He said it right before I did the sixth hit. There's no way I could have stopped." Minhyuk says.

Yunho knows this. He saw. He can't argue there... but that wouldn't stop him from ending the punishment now.

He falls to his knees next to Wooyoung and pulls him close, careful not to put any pressure on his swollen backside.

"Yunho, take me home. I want to go home." Wooyoung pleads with a weak voice.

Yunho stands up with Wooyoung in his arms before turning on Minhyuk.

"Unless the sub is a masochist, you cannot use that type of force. Especially on someone else's sub!" Yunho scolds with a deep bass in his voice.

He is satisfied when he sees Minhyuk lower his gaze and walks off the platform with Wooyoung in his arms.

When they get to the car Yunho leans him on the side to look at his back side.

"Shit, Baby. He ripped the skin," Yunho said eyeing the two gashes on Wooyoung's left cheek.

All Wooyoung does is whimper, his voice broken as well.

Yunho slowly closes the door and starts to run around his car, but Jongho comes running up to him to stop him.

"Is he okay? What can I do?"

"Nothing for now. But if you can file a report with-"

Jongho frowns a little. "Minho is already talking to him, but from what I gather, Minhyuk is a respected Dom in other establishments, and there are others there who are vouching for him. I doubt he will be banned because of this."

"Just keep an eye on him, please? I've got to go."

Yunho hops in the car and rushes them home where he carries Wooyoung inside and places him in a warm bath after stripping him of his clothes. Wooyoung hisses as his sensitive skin hits the water and he notices the pink tinge from the blood swirl up.

"Woo? I heard what you said. That was him. Wasn't it... Huta?" Yunho says softly as he sits on the side of the tub to wash Wooyoung's body and makeup off.

"Yeah... I was sixteen and he was twenty. He was charming and handsome and so sweet. I was a virgin when I met him and he made sure to keep his distance. Until one night... He threw a fit that I wouldn't sleep with him so he..." Wooyoung lets fresh tears roll down his face. "H-He raped me, Yunho. He raped me and then blamed me for it. He used to beat me too, telling me it was my fault. As long as I did what he said, he would be nice and charming again... When I was seventeen, he asked me to marry him and... for some fucked up reason, I said yes."

Yunho lowers himself to wipe the tears coming from Wooyoung all while crying silently himself.

"I told my family. And my grandfather got so angry. Said that wasn't the plan. He fucking paid Huta, or Minhyuk or whatever his fucking name is, to pursue me so he could beat me and rape me as a punishment for being gay. I ended things with Huta and went on a trip that summer with my mom since she was the only one I told. I came back in my senior year of high school and that's when I met San and Yeosang."

Yunho cries next to Wooyoung for a minute. "Why didn't you tell me that was him, Baby?"

"I didn't know!" Wooyoung cries out finally looking at him. "His hair was dark back then and he didn't have as many muscles or piercings. He looks so different now. But his voice was just so familiar and then it clicked during the punishment. I called red and he ignored it. I know he heard it. And then when I called it again, it was for you to hear, not him. Because I knew he wouldn't stop."

For once, Yunho doesn't know what to say. He's completely speechless and it's like his mind can't keep up with what Wooyoung had told him.

His Wooyoung... His Wooyoung was...

Shock slowly turns to silent, deadly rage.

"I'll handle this." He says, voice deep and dark.

Wooyoung looks up at him with round eyes still filled with tears and Yunho leans into the tub to hug him as tightly as he can.

"Yunho, don't do anything stupid!" Wooyoung begs. "Please, just don't engage him!"

"I'm not going to sit by and let that fucker get away with what he did to you! What if he does it to someone else, Woo!?" Yunho says, full of anger.

"There's no proof! My grandfather paid in cash and I never got evidence of the rape or beatings so I could put it all behind me. There's no proof, Yunho..."

Yunho growls lightly. "He should be behind bars, Wooyoung."

The younger sits quietly, not sure what else to say.

"Please. Let me handle this. Minho and Jisung know people. They have connections. Just one call and I can make him go away for good."

Wooyoung pulls his knees to his chest and hides his face between them.

It makes Yunho frown, but he waits patiently for his boy to say something.

"Just... see what they have to say... but I don't want you to get hurt." Wooyoung finally says.

"I won't. But I'd rather it be me than you." Yunho whispers.

Wooyoung looks up at him but Yunho is already walking out of the bathroom to grab his phone and call Minho.

"Hey man," Minho answers. "How's Wooyoung?"

"Do you still have those connections to Chan and Jeongin?" Yunho asks.

"Yeah?" Minho says hesitantly. "Jisung talks to them more than I do, though. Why?"

"Because Minhyuk isn't who he says he is. And if the worst comes, I want to be ready but still be able to keep my hands clean of this."

"What's going on?" Minho asks.

"I don't... I can't..." Yunho sighs harshly. "I can't talk about it right now or I'm going to punch a wall. Can you just send me the information please?"

"Yeah, of course. But... I can't kick him out, Yunho..."

"Wooyoung said red twice. He said the second one was for me to hear."

Minho is silent for a long moment. "I believe you. But there's a way to go about this and unfortunately, it's Wooyoung's word against several people here. People I trust. And none of them heard him say it the first time."

"Well what about him breaking Wooyoung's skin open during the flogging? He has two huge cuts on his ass!" Yunho snaps.

"I am aware of that Yunho. But the man has incredible recommendations from previous clubs and it was a first-time problem. He was let off with a warning," Minho explains, his voice holding all he firmness the owner of a business needs.

"So there's nothing you can do?" Yunho scoffs.

"I'm sorry man. I will get in touch with Jeongin and Chan and let them know they might be needed. Other than that I legally cannot keep him from the club unless you give me a reason to."

Yunho sighs heavily and turns to see Wooyoung standing in the bathroom door still dripping water from his bath.

"We will talk about this later. Let me know what happens with Chan."

He hangs up the phone and tosses it on the bed, then turns around to Wooyoung. "Are you alright?"

"Hurts to sit..." The younger says, looking at the ground.

"Let's get you dried off and then I'll get some oint-"

"So he can still go there?" Wooyoung asks, his voice even softer now.

Yunho sighs. He doesn't answer as he grabs a towel to dry the younger off and scoop him into his arms. He lays Wooyoung on his stomach to put ointment on his back side and bandage the cuts.

"Minho said nobody else heard you safe word the first time. That it's your word against his."

Wooyoung nods his head. He hisses slightly when Yunho massages the ointment in.

"Who are Chan and Jeongin?" Wooyoung asks.

"Friends. Friends who will protect us. Friends who, if needed, can make someone disappear."

Wooyoung twists a little so he can look back over his shoulder at Yunho. "What do you mean?"

"It doesn't matter." Yunho chews on his bottom lip. "But I won't let him hurt you again. I won't."

Neither of them speak after that, so Yunho continues to tend to Wooyoung's injury.

The silence is thick and heavy...

When Yunho finishes taking care of Wooyoung's bottom he stands up to strip his clothes and climb into bed next to Wooyoung who is still laying on his stomach.

"Is there anything else I should know, Wooyoung?" Yunho asks, begging that Wooyoung shares everything.

"After I left him, Minhyuk said if we ever met again that he would make me his no matter what... That no matter what I did... I would belong to him again." Wooyoung's voice trembles a little and he can't bring himself to look at the older.

Yunho inhales deeply. "He won't touch you ever again. But I have one question."

Wooyoung hums as if to tell him to continue.

"If your grandfather was paying him to scare you away from being gay... why did Minhyuk propose to you?"

"I... I don't know..." Wooyoung falls silent.

It's for long enough that Yunho thinks he might be done talking, but then Wooyoung's perfect voice reaches his ears.

"But I think it might have been because he became attached... I was his outlet. His... his drug..."

Yunho gets as close to Wooyoung as he can. "Baby, I want you to listen to me."

Wooyoung nods his head slowly.

"Wooyoung, I am in love with you. You are my fiancé and at some point in the future you will be my husband. And as your future husband, I will do anything to keep you safe from him. Even if you hate me for doing something horrid, I am going to protect you. He will never put a single finger on you again. Do you understand me?"

Wooyoung whimpers at the words. "I love you too. So fucking much Yunho."

They scoot together as best they can and Yunho drapes as much of himself over Wooyoung as possible.

As if he could be a shield to the man who held his heart.