When they wake up the next morning, Yunho and Wooyoung take quick showers and get ready to initiate step one of their plan to catch Minhyuk.

"Yunho should go into the shop today," Chan starts. "Since your wrist is basically fucked and Wooyoung wants to get you a brace then I say he go to the store and get you one then brings it to the shop. It will make Minhyuk step up his game if he thinks neither of you are concerned about him. Everybody on board?"

Yunho nods and Wooyoung raises his hand to speak. Everyone else coos at the cuteness before Chan motions for him to speak.

"You said you would protect me, right? That you would always be trailing behind me to make sure I'm safe?"

"Yes. And Jeongin will be with Yunho. I doubt anything will happen for a few days anyway."

Chan ends up being right. Wooyoung goes to the shop every day for a week with no sign of Minhyuk.

He's so nervous and jumpy all the time he ends up asking Jeongin for help too on how to keep his emotions in check, thinking maybe that was giving him away.

But really, they are all on edge.

Even Mingi and Jongho aren't as lively as normal, having been filled in on some of the plan.

One day, Wooyoung is hanging out at the shop with San and Yeosang when Yunho asks if he can run down to the store to get him a drink. Wooyoung is enjoying the day. The sun was out for once in London and almost made him forget what was going on.

Almost.

He walks into the store and looks around at all the drinks before deciding to grab one for everybody when he sees a familiar head of blonde hair looking over the shelf at him. He slowly looks up to see Minhyuk watching him with a dark look.

"I'm surprised your little boyfriend didn't hire bodyguards for you," he says, voice thick with desire.

Wooyoung keeps a dead look on his face before returning to his task. "Yunho's my fiancé and since I don't see you as a threat anymore, it wasn't worth the aggravation. If you'll excuse me."

Wooyoung walks away to check out and can feel Minhyuk follow him to the register.

This is it... he can feel it, just as he feels his heart hammering in his chest so hard it hurts.

He can't stop his hand from shaking as he pays for the drinks. For a second, he almost puts them back, but that would be suspicious, so he accepts the drinks and goes to leave.

It's so hard for him to not run the second he's outside, especially when he hears the ding of the door mere seconds after he leaves.

His heart sinks when he sees that there aren't a lot of people around and he knows his time is up.

Seconds later, Minhyuk closes the distance and clamps a hand around Wooyoung's mouth, a startled cry leaving the younger as he's dragged down a dark alley between two buildings.

Wooyoung is slammed back into a wall with Minhyuk towering over him.

"I waited a long time for this, you bitch. Can't believe my luck when I stumbled upon you at the club."

Wooyoung whimpers and tries to get out of his hold or at least free his mouth to scream for help.

"It's a shame really. When your little fiancé was doing my tattoo, I really liked him. Thought I could even befriend him. But that all went away when realized the whore he wanted to marry was actually

my whore."

The word cuts straight through Wooyoung and he trembles beneath Minhyuk dark gaze.

"That's right. You belong to me." Minhyuk squeezes around Wooyoung's mouth a little harder. "I'm going to enjoy taking you apart again."

Wooyoung screams into his hand, Jeongin's training completely forgotten as pure terror sets in.

"Shut up!!" Minhyuk uses the grip on Wooyoung's mouth to slam his head against the wall, dazing him enough that Minhyuk is able to drag him forward like a doll. "Let's go."

Wooyoung is dropped into the back seat of a car where he holds the back of his head.

He feels dizzy.

Sleepy.

No! He needs to keep his eyes open in case Chan didn't see him get taken. He needs to know... what was he trying to say?

Then everything is black.

**

Yunho is pacing. He paces every time he sends Wooyoung out as bait. He can't help it. It isn't until he gets a text that he realizes this is almost over.

Chan: It's time. Jeongin is waiting outside. Let's go.

Yunho bolts from the room without saying a word and ignoring the cries coming from behind him.

A car door is thrown open and he jumps in with one clean movement. "GO!!"

**

Wooyoung slowly opens his eyes, a sharp pain shooting through his head.

He tries to move, only... he can't.

Nor can he see.

But he does feel when his left leg is forced straight and tied to something. Just like his arms and right leg, all stretched to the point of pain.

He tries to call for help again, but his mouth his stretched impossibly wide around a gag that reaches the back of his throat...

He's trapped... with no way to safe word... no help... nothing.

**

Jeongin pulls up next to Chan outside... a warehouse? Seriously how cliche could this man be? Yunho jumps out of the car and rounds on Chan.

"Why are we out here waiting? You should be in there getting my fiancé!"

"Yunho, I know your stressed, but we don't know who or what is in there," Chan says, trying to calm him down. "I saw Minhyuk drag Wooyoung in through that door and from what I saw through the window, they are in some room off to the side."

Yunho growls in frustration. "Get. Him. Back."

**

Wooyoung sobs into his gag, then chokes a little because of how big it is.

A dark chuckle comes from next to him and then Minhyuk is testing each of the ropes binding his limbs.

They bite his skin, cutting off circulation and making it impossible for him to move with how tightly he is stretched.

"Look at you." The man tuts before dragging his nails up Wooyoung's leg. "Strung up and ready for me to take again."

Wooyoung shakes his head, about the only movement he's allowed to do.

"This is what you're made for. This is your only purpose in life now. To be my plaything."

Minhyuk freezes when he hears a slam that echoes the warehouse. He places another caress to Wooyoung's legs before storming out of the room. A minute passes before he feels hands on him again and he jumps.

"Baby, it's me," a voice whispers. Yunho!

Yunho works quick to remove the gag and blindfold. He has untied Wooyoung's legs when he is suddenly body slammed into a wall.

"I told you that you didn't know who you were dealing with!" Minhyuk growls in his face.

"You don't know who you're fucking with either!"

Yunho brings a knee to Minhyuk's stomach and starts hitting as hard as he can. He feels something break and he doesn't know if it's his hand or Minhyuk's face, but he doesn't stop until Wooyoung calls for him.

"Yunniiieee!!" The younger sobs.

He tries to tug his arms free again and can tell he's slowly losing feeling in his hands...

Yunho goes to stand, but Minhyuk takes the moment of distraction to slam his own fist into Yunho's neck.

The taller gags and grabs his own throat, rolling to the side and curling in on himself.

"No!! Yunho!!"

"Shut up!!" Minhyuk yells, getting to his feet.

Yunho is quick to stand as well and is about to lunge again when Minhyuk aims a gun at him. He wipes the blood pouring from his nose and laughs.

"I lost him once!" Minhyuk screams. "Do you really think I plan to lose him again? To you?!"

Wooyoung openly sobs, making Minhyuk look at him. "Shut up you little bitch!"

Yunho rushes to try and grab the gun from the man in front of him, but Minhyuk reflexively pulls the trigger when he sees Yunho charging him from the corner of his eye.

Yunho freezes and looks at Wooyoung. The blood rushing in his ears is so loud he can't hear Wooyoung scream. He doesn't understand why he is screaming. Then he hits the floor.

"YUNHO!!!!!" Wooyoung screams so loud his voice breaks.

Minhyuk stands still for a few seconds, then sneers.

He swipes his hand across his mouth, covering it with his own blood, before climbing over Wooyoung and pressing it to his mouth.

"How about I take you right here? Then at least he can watch us and see you falling apart at my touch before he dies." Minhyuk laughs, his other hand wrapping around Wooyoung's throat.

Yunho's face contorts at the sight but he can't move. He silently begs for Chan and Jeongin to come in and thankfully...they do.

Minhyuk is oblivious to the tranquilizer that lands in his arm until it's too late. He sees Jeongin untying Wooyoung. He sees Chan dragging Minhyuk out. He sees Wooyoung collapse next to him and beg for him to stay awake.

Now that Yunho knows Wooyoung is safe, he is tempted to just... let go. To sleep. To forget the pain he now feels in his left shoulder.

Wooyoung sobs as he sees Yunho smile at him sadly before his eyes shut.

"No! NO!! YUNHO WAKE UP!!!"

"Wooyoung, we need to get him to the hospital. You too. You're hurt." Jeongin says, tugging on his shoulder.

"I don't matter!!" Wooyoung shrieks, pressing a hand to Yunho's should. "YUNHO!!!"

This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening!

Wooyoung sobs louder as he watches Yunho's blood ooze around his own fingers.

"YUNHO!!!"

Everything happens in a rush. They load Yunho into car and take him to the hospital. Wooyoung is put in spare clothes. Wooyoung sits in the waiting room for hours.

Time stops while Wooyoung sits to process everything. There is a man in the car trunk. His fiancé is bleeding out after being shot. He is sitting in an emergency room waiting for news.

He feels like he is dying.

"Sir?" A nurse says, stepping up to him. "We have a room ready for you."

Wooyoung doesn't really register standing or even following her.

She guides him to sit on the side of a bed and starts examining his wounds.

"Can you tell me your name?" She asks, taking a wet rag and wiping the blood from his face. "Did you swallow any of this?"

Wooyoung can't answer her. Not now...

"Honey, I need you to help me here so I know how to help you." She says softly, moving on to clean his hands.

Wooyoung's eyes drift up to look at the woman before shaking his head no.

"Where is he?"

The nurse wipes the blood with a confused face not sure what to say.

"The man that did this to you?" She asks uncertain.

Wooyoung is starting to get angry. "WHERE IS MY FIANCÉ! I need him! I need Yunho!"

The nurse steps back and watches as Wooyoung breaks down before her eyes. He sobs and curls up as tight as he can as if to protect himself.

Another nurse rushes in, a man this time, and uses his strength to lay Wooyoung down on the bed.

"Sir, I need you to calm down so you don't hurt yourself more." He says.

But it triggers Wooyoung even more and he screams.

"NO!!!!" He swipes at man and tries to roll off the bed, only to collapse in a broken heap on the floor.

He hears someone yell something and then there is a sharp pinch in his arm.

The next thing he knows. Wooyoung is laying in a bed with Jongho and San and Yeosang surrounding him.

"Wha-" he coughs and realizes his throat is dry. "What are you guys doing here?" He rasps out as a water cup is pushed into his hands.

"Minho called everyone," Jongho says as Yeosang and San silently cry off to the side. "He said that Yunho was shot. That you had to be sedated."

Wooyoung groans, closing his eyes.

"What the hell happened?" Jongho asks, worry laced with each word.

"Where's... Yunho...?" Wooyoung asks, almost wishing he hadn't.

What if he'd died?

He starts crying at the very thought, awful, ugly sobs.

Jongho grabs him and tries to calm him down.

"He is fine. He is out of surgery and resting. We are just waiting for him to wake up, Youngie," Jongho tries to comfort him.

Wooyoung sobs harder in relief when he hears that Yunho is okay. That they will be able to get married after all.

"I wanna see him," Wooyoung says as he calms down. He aggressively wipes his eyes and face to get rid of the tears. "Take me to him."

When nobody moves, he snaps.

"NOW!"

"He's not allowed visitors right now." Jongho says.

"N-"

"And you're under restrictions." He adds, adopting more of a Dom tone.

Wooyoung immediately freezes and looks up at him.

"Youngie..." San says with a whimper. "You're hurt too..."

Wooyoung looks at his friend, then at where both San and Yeosang are staring at.

He finally looks down to see both of his wrists and ankles bandaged and spotted with blood...

Wooyoung shakes his head and pushes to stand up. He ignores his friends and manages to dodge Jongho as he makes for the door.

"Woo-"

"NO! Yunho needs me!" Wooyoung says as he sprints out the door and runs down the hall to the ICU. He hears his friends behind him trying to catch him.

He looks at every door as he passes for Yunho's name and when he finally sees it, he skids to a halt and turns to go inside.

He freezes when he sees his love laying in the bed. Yunho lost his beautiful color and is instead pale from blood loss. He is topless with heavy bandaging wrapped around his shoulder and chest. Wooyoung nearly collapses at the sight.

But he manages to stay upright and shuffles over to the bed, pulling up a chair to sit next to it.

He takes Yunho's right hand and brings it to his lips. "Yunnie? P-Please wake up."

All that answers him is the beeping of machines.

"Y-Yunnie... p-please..." he sobs, kissing Yunho's hand several times. "I n-need you!"

Jongho, San, and Yeosang stand in the doorway crying as they watch Wooyoung plead for Yunho to wake up. They close the door and leave them alone.

Wooyoung cries himself to sleep, still feeling the weight of the day plus the sedation. He wakes up to a nurse shaking him.

"Sir you can't be in here."

Wooyoung shrugs her off and turns to stare at Yunho.

"Sir-"

"I will not leave him! He is my fiancé and if you try to move me from this spot, I will fight like hell to stay! You will have to sedate me to even have a chance at moving me from him."

The nurse frowns at him and gives a huff before leaving the room.

Wooyoung turns back to Yunho and watches him sleep, his chest rising and falling slowly and evenly.

"Yunho? Please... please wake up..." He pleads.

The door to the room opens again and this time it's a doctor. And he doesn't look happy.

"Sir, you need to leave now."

Wooyoung doesn't respond. He just keeps his eyes on Yunho.

"Sir, I will get security to come drag you out."

"Then tell them to prepare for a fight because I will be dragged kicking and screaming," Wooyoung says without moving.

He looked the devil in the eye and won. He wasn't scared to fight anymore.

"If you are not gone by the time I get back with security-"

"I ALREADY SAID I WASN'T FUCKING LEAVING!" Wooyoung shouts.

At that moment Yunho's heartbeat on the monitor speeds up.

The doctor steps forward to look at the machines while Wooyoung sits up.

He squeezes Yunho's hand and stares at his face.

The older let's put a soft moan and his head rocks to the side.

"Yunho? Yunnie, can you hear me?" Wooyoung asks.

Even though it's not the same, he opens Yunho's large hand and nuzzles into it, needing some form of comfort.

Yunho's fingers twitch in Wooyoung's hands and he flinches awake.

"Yunho! Oh my gosh!" Wooyoung cries with a wide smile on his face.

Yunho flops back in the bed and squints his eyes open. When they land on Wooyoung he smiles.

"It's over?"

Wooyoung laughs and nods. "It's over. He is gone. It's all over, Baby."

Yunho's thumb caresses Wooyoung's cheek and his eyelids flutter.

"Good. That's good." He says weakly.

The doctor moves to his other side and starts asking him a series of questions while flashing a light in his eyes and examining the rest of his body.

"Sir, your body went through a traumatic experience. Your friend needs to leave the-"

"No!" Yunho snaps suddenly wide awake. "He is my fiancé. My family! He stays."

The doctor steps back at the outburst. "He can't be in here."

"Then take me out of this room and put me somewhere he can be with me!"

"Sir, this hospital has policies I have to follow, I'm sorry but I can't do that." The doctor leaves before either of them can say anything.

Wooyoung just nuzzles into Yunho's hand more and starts to cry.

A sudden wave of emotions hits him and he whimpers, "D-Daddy..."

Yunho's eyes are hazy as he tries to focus in on his fiancé once more.

"D-Daddy, ssscared..." Wooyoung continues to whimper.

"Hand me my phone baby," Yunho whispers.

Wooyoung is quick to do so, eager to please. Yunho dials Jongho's number and puts the phone to his ear.

"Yunho? You're awake!"

"We can celebrate later. Wooyoung dropped and the doctor is making him leave. You need to come get him."

Jongho hangs up and Yunho looks to the doctor when the man steps back in the room. "He is leaving. Just let him stay until our friend comes to get him, please?"

The man frowns deeply and sighs but does nothing more.

Yunho turns back to Wooyoung and says softly, "I need you to listen to me, Baby Girl, Jongho is going to come get you and I need you to go with him, okay?"

Wooyoung starts shaking his head rapidly, big tears rolling down his cheeks. "N-Nooo!"

"Don't argue with me." Yunho says, his tone getting harsher. "I need you to be a good girl for me, okay?"

Wooyoung sobs as Yunho tries to comfort him. There's a knock on the door and Jongho walks in.

"Woo?" Jongho asks.

Wooyoung whimpers and turns to him slightly. "No Hyung! No!"

Jongho physically pulls Wooyoung out of Yunho's arms and picks him up to walk him out.

"NOOO!! NO DON'T MAKE ME LEAVE!!! I WILL BE GOOD NOOOOOO!!!"

Wooyoung tries to claw his way back to Yunho, but Jongho ends up throwing him over his shoulder and swatting his thigh. "Stop it."

"Hyuuung! Nooooo!" Wooyoung extends his arms, reaching for Yunho and not caring one bit about the strange look he's getting from the doctor as they pass by.

But he does yelp again when Jongho smacks his thigh even harder. "Calm down. Now." He orders.

Wooyoung sobs again but stops fighting as much, the power of Jongho's voice taking control of him.

When they are in the hallway Jongho turns quickly to carry him to a private bathroom and sets him on the counter.

"Wooyoung, look at me," Jongho demands.

Wooyoung meets his eyes and Jongho begins cleaning his face of tears and even a little snot.

"Do you want Daddy to get better?"

Wooyoung nods his head rapidly. "Yes! More than anything!"

"Well he can't do that if you are in there. He needs to stay away from anything that can make him sick while he heals."

Wooyoung starts crying again. "But he needs me! I need him too, Hyung. He can get better faster if I'm with him!"

"Princess, I need you to calm down." Jongho says, his tone getting a little harsher.

He has to pull Wooyoung's back to his chest and now has Wooyoung's arms crossed over his own chest to restrain him but also to try and calm him down.

"No!! Wannnn Daddy..." the sub sobs, shaking his head.

"I don't want to punish you here, but I will if you don't calm down and listen to me." Jongho pulls on his arms a little harder to try and focus his attention.

Wooyoung starts fighting again. He doesn't want to be punished for wanting his daddy.

"No Hyung!" He snaps as he manages to free himself and jumps off the counter, struggling to get away.

Jongho grabs his arms and pins them behind his back before shoving him to bend over the sink.

"Last warning, Princess."

Wooyoung growls and kicks back, hitting Jongho in the leg. Jongho doesn't flinch but he breathes deeply through his nose in frustration.

"Wooyoung, why are you making this harder on yourself??"

The sub opens his mouth to talk back again and Jongho is quick to silence it with a harsh swat to his ass.

Wooyoung yelps in surprise and his eyes fly open.

"That's your last warning." Jongho growls, leaning over him a little. "Do you really think your daddy would be okay with this behavior?"

Wooyoung slumps into the counter. When Jongho slowly releases his arms, he bolts for the door and tries to open it when Jongho slams his hand into it shutting it again.

Jongho grabs Wooyoung by the back of his neck and bends him over the counter again. He hooks his fingers into Wooyoung's shorts and yanks them down.

"I am done being nice, Princess," Jongho says as he lands another harsh smack to Wooyoung's ass.

Wooyoung cries out as Jongho continues to spank him getting harder and harder with each hit.

"Hyung! No! Hyu-"

Jongho silences him by lifting him up just long enough to shove the hem of his shirt into his mouth.

"I'm not stopping until you submit."

Wooyoung trembles beneath Jongho's dark gaze, then cries out again when Jongho starts to spank him again.

Wooyoung fights the best he can to get away from Jongho. To get back to Yunho.

But... he can't help pushing back into the spanks raining down on him. And he can't help the way his dick twitches either.

Wooyoung melts into the counter and stops struggling, making Jongho stop.

"Are you done fighting now?" Jongho asks softly.

Wooyoung nods slowly as a tear drops from his cheek onto the counter.

Jongho gives a small sigh of relief before he gently rubs a hand over Wooyoung's extremely red skin.

It stings, making the sub hiss and flinch away.

"Well? What do you expect when you disobey like that. We are in a public place surrounded by people who don't understand. I hope you're ready for looks and questions now." Jongho sighs again and pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Wannn Daddy..." Wooyoung sniffles, though he doesn't move from where he's still bent over the counter.

Jongho looks into the mirror to get a better look at Wooyoung's face. He bends to pull his shorts back up before turning him around.

Jongho rests his hands on Wooyoung's cheeks and pulls his face up to look at him.

"Do you trust me, Youngie?"

Wooyoung nods his head yes.

"Then trust me when I say you will see Daddy soon." Jongho leans into place a soft kiss to Wooyoung's lips to calm him down further. "I promise."

He peppers a few more kisses around his face and pecks his lips once more.

"Are you ready to go back out now?" Jongho asks when he sees Wooyoung breathing easier and relaxing in his hold.

Wooyoung gives him the biggest, watery, puppy eyes ever and Jongho feels himself wanting to melt right there as the sub nods.

He takes Wooyoung's hand firmly in his own and leads him from the bathroom.

There were definitely a few people that gave them strange or worried looks, but Jongho just ignores them.

He leads Wooyoung to a couch and sits, then whispers to Wooyoung to lay down, knowing full well that Wooyoung will disobey him again if he tries to take him back to his room.

Wooyoung follows the order without fighting, laying his head on Jongho's lap so that he's facing Jongho's stomach.

Jongho plays with his hair and rubs his back until Wooyoung falls asleep in his lap. He pulls his phone out to check on San and Yeosang when he sees four missed calls from Yunho and about thirty texts.

He releases a heavy sigh and calls Yunho.

"Is he okay?" Yunho asks in a soft voice when he answers.

"I had to punish him. Hope that's okay."

Jongho can hear Yunho breathe shallowly. "I don't mind. But I feel like shit. I wasn't even supposed to go in the fucking warehouse. I fucking punched Chan just to get around him and get to Woo."

"You are alive and Wooyoung is safe. Don't be mad at yourself. Wooyoung finally calmed down and he is sleeping now. You just need to focus on healing so you can come take care of him."

"Yeah, it doesn't sound like that'll be any time soon..." Yunho grumbles before he starts coughing. "Fuck that hurts."

"What... what happened, Hyung?" Jongho asks softly.

"The bastard took him into a warehouse. If I hadn't escaped from Chan, he would have... he would have raped him again." Yunho's voice cracks a little as he speaks.

Jongho closes his eyes, then glances as the horrible wounds around Wooyoung's wrists and ankles and can take a pretty good guess as to what happened.

Jongho feels a tear slip down his cheek. "You're so fucking stupid, Hyung," Jongho whispers in a watery voice. "You could have died."

"I know!" Yunho snaps quietly. "But I couldn't sit there and let that bastard touch him again while Chan and Jeongin took their sweet fucking time figuring out how to get him out."

Jongho leans his head back into the wall. "What did they do with him?"

"I don't know. My guess is they are going to take him back to Korea and have some fun with him. It doesn't matter though. Woo is finally safe."

Jongho glances down at the boy in his lap and sniffs. "Yes... You both are."

"I'll be fine, Jongho." Yunho whispers, his tone much softer now. "It'll take a lot more than a bullet to put me out of commission."

"That's not funny..."

"Sorry. Right now trying to joke about it is the only thing keeping me from panicking."

Jongho looks down at Wooyoung again.

"What do you want me to do if he freaks out again? I can't keep punishing him, Yunho."

Yunho is silent for a minute. "If he starts fighting again or drops more take him home. I don't want people seeing him like that. And if he fights it......"

Jongho patiently waits for what Yunho is going to say. When he doesn't hear anything, he fills in the blank.

"You want me to put him in his place?"

"Yes... You have my permission." Yunho adds softly.

"I won't hurt him, Hyung, I promise."

"I know you won't." The older sighs. "You're the only person I trust with him right now. His friends still don't fully understand our world. I'm sure they are worried, but-"

"I'll keep them in the loop. I know Mingi is in a tizzy right now so I should call or text him here soon."

"Let me," Yunho says. "I want to talk to him. Just keep an eye on Wooyoung and update me if he starts acting out."

"I will. Update me if you get moved and I will bring Woo to see you," Jongho responds.

Its silent for a moment before Yunho speaks up again.

"I love you, Jongho. You're like my little brother at this point. I know you'll take care of him."

Jongho's breath hitches and it takes all his willpower to not start crying.

"I love you too, Hyung."

He hears a soft chuckle come from Yunho, then the line goes dead.

A few more tears roll down Jongho's cheeks and he finally allows himself to feel... to worry... to cry...

It doesn't last long though when he feels Wooyoung shifting in his lap and waking up slowly. His eyes pop open when he seems to realize where he is.

"Daddy?" Wooyoung says a little too loudly and pops up from his spot.

Jongho watches as Wooyoung starts pacing to try and figure out where to go. When he sees Wooyoung look like he is about to bolt he stands to grab him.

"Let's get home, Woo," Jongho tries.

Wooyoung tries to pull away as hard as he can. "No! Daddy needs me!"

Jongho merely tightens his grip and pulls Wooyoung closer to him so he can hiss, "Think really hard about what you do next, Princess. I am this close to giving you the worst punishment you've ever had."

For a second, Wooyoung visibly pales under Jongho's dominating tone.

He even relaxes his stance just enough that Jongho begins to release him.

Which only allowed him to try and bolt.

Jongho is quick to grab him and drag him out of the hospital, not acknowledging any of the strange looks and ignoring the fact that Wooyoung hadn't been discharged. They get into Jongho's car and start heading to the house.

"I want Daddy!" Wooyoung sobs next to him.

If Jongho hadn't locked the doors, he believes Wooyoung might actually jump from the moving car.

"Shut up," Jongho growls. "If I hear another word from you before we get to the house, you're going to wish you never met me."

Wooyoung slumps into his seat and silently cries. He just wants to be with his daddy and help him. He wants to know Yunho is safe.

When they arrive back at the house, Wooyoung is surprised to see it's his own.

That is, until Jongho drags him inside by the scruff of his shirt and takes him directly to the basement.

"Get down there. Strip. Present. And so help me, if you disobey me..." Jongho leaves the threat hanging in the air before shoving Wooyoung down the stairs.

Wooyoung stumbles and Jongho slams the basement door before walking to the kitchen. He sends a quick text to Yunho that they are home and that they were about to start a scene. He then grabs a couple water bottles before heading down.

When he hits the bottom of the stairs, he sees Wooyoung in position with an angry face and tears falling down.

"You are so fucked. You know that?" Jongho says rhetorically. "I understand how stressed you are. I know you are traumatized. But being a brat in public? Humiliating your daddy?"

Wooyoung raises his eyes to look at Jongho at that.

"You should be ashamed. He needs to heal and he can't do that if he can hear you screaming for him down the hall. Get your ass up and bend over the bed."

"Daddy... mad?" Wooyoung asks in a tiny voice.

Jongho hesitates, not sure which would be the best answer to give.

"Get. On. The. Bed." He says instead, snapping his fingers.

Wooyoung flinches but doesn't move. He even has the audacity to stick his chin out a little.

Jongho chuckles darkly at the defiance. He stalks over slowly and grabs Wooyoung by the throat to lift him off the floor.

A smile spreads Jongho's face as he gets an inch from Wooyoung.

"Get your ass bent over the bed, Princess, or I'm going to tell Daddy that you're a dumb, disobedient brat who should be locked up for awhile until he learns to behave."

Wooyoung's eyes widen at the thought of being isolated again. He pulls from Jongho slightly and nods his head in agreement and goes to bend over the bed.

"Finally, you got something right." Jongho scoffs, then starts to pull his shirt off.

Wooyoung grinds his teeth together and fists the sheets, needing something to ground himself.

"Now. What to do, what to do." Jongho taps his chin and hums, examining the wall of toys laid out so perfectly before him.

"Your daddy has such a nice collection," Jongho taunts Wooyoung. "The crop looks fun. I like these paddles too."

Jongho spends some time 'thinking' to get under Wooyoung's skin. He finally grabs a paddle with the word brat engraved in the wood backwards so it leaves a print on the skin.

He quietly walks up behind Wooyoung and lands the first blow catching him by surprise. Wooyoung jumps away earning him another hit in the same spot.

"don't fight it, Princess. You just need to suffer about eight more of these."

Wooyoung winces and buries his face in the comforter.

"Do you want to know why I picked this one?" Jongho asks, then smacks him again.

He smirks when Wooyoung doesn't answer, doing one thing right at least.

"Your ass is going to look so pretty with the work 'BRAT' imprinted on it."

"I'M NOT A BRAT!!" Wooyoung yells.

Jongho lands a powerful hit before reaching up to grab a fistful of hair and yanking him back. Jongho laughs darkly.

"You are a brat," he whispers in Wooyoung's ear. "You are a brat and I am sick of hearing your fucking voice."

Jongho throws him back down into the bed and turns to grab the bit gag off the wall. He forces the bar between Wooyoung's lips and clasps the buckle behind his head.

"If you need to color snap twice," he says before resuming the punishment.

Wooyoung screams into the gag and starts to shake his head.

Another smack comes and his vision goes white. He tries to pull himself away, but Jongho just yanks him back by his ankle.

"You're only making this harder on yourself, Brat. Stop fighting me!"

Wooyoung doesn't know why he's doing this. He truly doesn't. But it's like there's some hidden need to keep going, to be defiant.

Wooyoung kicks at him and Jongho finally snaps. He flips Wooyoung over and climbs over him to pin him down. Jongho gets inches from his face and growls lowly.

"I'm done. I'm not playing nice anymore."

Jongho pries Wooyoung's legs apart and eases a dry finger in. The sub whimpers at the pain and tries to move his hips away but Jongho is so strong and holds him in place.

"Do you want lube?"

Wooyoung nods his head quickly in answer.

"Then you should have taken the fucking punishment."

He pushes the finger in deeper, making Wooyoung wail into his gag.

The sub jerks beneath him, trying to throw him off with what little strength he can muster.

"FUCK!!" Jongho yells, eyes seeming to flash red as he shoves Wooyoung into the mattress so hard it startles him for a second.

This only gives Jongho the chance to grab the ropes from the wall.

Jongho holds Wooyoung down with his weight so he can tie his arms behind his back after flipping him. He is careful of the injuries left by Minhyuk.

Then Jongho suddenly removes the gag when he sees Wooyoung sobbing and leans into place a soft kiss for a moment.

"Do you want to color?" Jongho asks.

Wooyoung cries harder. "Please just stop Jongho, please."

Jongho freezes before repeating the question. Wooyoung doesn't answer. Jongho knows he has been pulled from his subspace enough to know what's happening but he isn't coloring. So he either wants to fight.... or he genuinely doesn't want this.

"Wooyoung, Baby. Tell me your color."

Wooyoung chokes on a sob. "Yellow. Pl-lease. Use l-lube, please."

"Okay, okay." Jongho whispers and strokes Wooyoung's hair a couple of times. "Thank you for telling me how you're doing. I'm so proud of you."

Wooyoung shudders at the praise and sobs again, though he falls limp in Jongho's grasp.

"Do you want to stop?" Jongho asks, still giving gentle strokes.

Wooyoung shakes his head no. He doesn't want to stop. He wants to not think. And as much as he wishes it was Yunho, he is grateful Yunho allowed this so he can stop thinking for awhile.

Jongho nods and places another tender kiss to Wooyoung's lips that soon turns heated. When Jongho pulls back he is back to his dom headspace.

"You know," Jongho starts as he goes to grab a bottle of lube. "I'm amazed Yunho has the patience to deal with a brat like you."

Wooyoung scrunches his eyes shut as his mind struggles switching back to subspace.

"I'm not-"

Jongho places a hand over his mouth and hisses, "Do I need to gag that fucking mouth of yours again?"

In an act of defiance, one that honestly leaves Jongho momentarily shocked.... Wooyoung sticks his tongue out and licks the palm of Jongho's hand.

Jongho pulls his hand back slowly and sees Wooyoung smirking at him. Jongho laughs lightly.

"Okay." Jongho laughs and proceeds to open the bottle of lube to coat his finger and then presses two in immediately. Wooyoung arches and winces at the small burn.

"I can handle a brat. But now you're just being childish," Jongho says as he continues to finger Wooyoung. "So why don't we change things up. Every time you disobey me... I add another finger. I will stretch you so much that you think you going to tear. I might even grab the giant tentacle dildo over there and make you take the whole thing. Sound good?"

Wooyoung shudders a little and glances over at the wall.

"And you're not allowed to come either." Jongho adds darkly. "If you come, I jump three levels."

"What?!!" Wooyoung says before realizing his mistake.

Another finger is inserted before he can even attempt to apologize or take it back.

Wooyoung bites his lip and pushes his head back into the mattress to try and avoid acting out.

But it's so tempting.

"Oh, are you being a good boy now?" Jongho asks.

Wooyoung glares at him. "My clit likes being called a good girl!"

Jongho smiles and presses his pinky in and Wooyoung groans at the burn.

"I know, Princess. That's called baiting."

Wooyoung growls in frustration and wiggles in his bonds.

Yet he can't help but groan at the same time because he's absolutely loving the stretch right now.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're enjoying this, Little Girl." Jongho sneers.

Wooyoung's body jolts at the new title and he's not sure if he likes it or not...

But Jongho doesn't give him a chance to respond before he speeds up the rate at which he's finger fucking him.

Wooyoung pulls on the ropes binding his arms at the pressure. The moans pour from him as Jongho purposely avoids his prostate.

"Hyung! M-more!" Wooyoung begs.

"Awwww," Jongho coos as he stops moving all together making the sub whine.

"Is my little girl being good now?"

Wooyoung whimpers. "My clit... it hurts, Hyung."

"Does it??" The dom asks with a condescending tone.

Wooyoung glares at him and opens his mouth to respond, but then he feels Jongho trying to press his thumb in.

He cries out at the stretch and tries to wiggle away but Jongho grabs the ropes binding him to hold him in place.

"Now now, you know the rules."

Wooyoung lets a few tears fall and forces himself to stay put and relax while Jongho slowly works his thumb in.

He pushes until he can slip over his knuckles and Wooyoung's cock jerks at the fullness.

"Oh," Jongho says when he sees. "I knew you were a size queen. Yunho has a monster dick and I'm not exactly small. Yet you managed to take both of us. Your little pussy is sucking my hand in."

Wooyoung gasps at the words and tries to look down where Jongho is easing his hand in.

"Oh fuck!" Wooyoung lets his head fall back once he sees it.

Jongho just chuckles in appreciation and presses his hand in further. "Good girl. Doing so good for me." He murmurs, bringing his other hand down to rub Wooyoung thigh.

"H-Hyung..." Wooyoung presses back into him and bites his lip.

"If you keep asking, I'm just going to ignore you longer." The dom warns.

Wooyoung slumps and tries to relax so he can enjoy the stretch. He lets out small moans and whimpers to try and be good so Jongho will finally let him come.

After a moment of silence Jongho speaks. "You're beautiful, Princess. Yunho is lucky he met you first."

Wooyoung angles his head to listen better.

"No doubt you would have stolen my heart too. I'm still lucky to even be you're friend. You're so perfect..."

Wooyoung looks at him then. "I'm lucky to have two good doms. One I will marry. The other I can keep for days like today."

Jongho pauses for just a second, and his eyes seem to glisten for just a second while his mouth opens.

"I... thank you." Jongho whispers, so softly Wooyoung almost doesn't hear it.

But he does, and he just offers a small nod.

Jongho takes a second to collect himself, then shakes his head, as if that was the way to bring back his dom headspace.

"Well, Little Girl, should we see just how far my fist can go?"

Jongho feels Wooyoung clench around his wrist and smirks. The sub whines in embarrassment.

"You really are a size queen."

Jongho drips lube on his forearm to make the glide easier before letting his hand sink deeper. Wooyoung groans at the pain and tries to pull back a little but Jongho holds him in place.

"don't be like that little. Just imagine how proud your daddy will be when he hears you took it like such a good girl."

Wooyoung hesitates and does his best to try and relax again.

"Good girl." Jongho praises. "So good for me."

He presses his hand in deeper, until he's in deep enough that he's part way up his forearm.

Then a dark glint enters his eyes as he pulls back. He watches Wooyoung shudder beneath him and relishes the moment.

Before he starts ramming his arm into the sub at a rapid pace.

Wooyoung arches into the feeling at the constant stimulation over his prostate. Moans pour from his mouth and he thrashes against the bed.

"Hy-Hyung!"

Jongho smirks as he freezes with his arm further in than before.

"Are you done being a brat?"

Wooyoung's chest heaves and he nods his head rapidly.

"I'm done! I will be good! Please I..." Wooyoung cuts himself off not knowing what he is asking for.

"Yoooouuuuu... what?" Jongho teases.

Wooyoung licks his lips and swallows, grimacing a little when he realizes he's been drooling. "Wanna come. Please Hyung, please, please please." He whimpers, panting at the same time.

Jongho hums, contemplating the request with a wicked grin.

Then he leans forward forcing his arm in deeper and drawing forth an intense whine from the sub.

He presses his lips to Wooyoung's ear, making him shiver, before he whispers, "No."

"But-" Wooyoung moans when Jongho starts moving his hand again at a slower pace. "I was being good!"

"Yeah, Princess. You were," Jongho says. "But before that you licked me. Kicked me twice! Had to be spanked twice. Made me drag you out of a hospital. And you mouthed off. Does that sound like you were being good, Little Girl?"

Wooyoung sobs and shakes his head no before he freezes as he gets another idea.

"You're so hard though, Hyungie... Don't you want to come?"

Jongho laughs darkly. "I can do this for hours, Princess, and not feel the need. But you're right. I do want to come," Jongho says withdrawing his hand and lining his cock up with Wooyoung's hole. "But you won't until I let you." With that, Jongho shoves himself all the way in one push.

The sub wails, especially when Jongho begins fucking him ruthlessly.

It's too much. But it's oh so good at the same time.

At least until Jongho squeezes the base of his cock.

"Don't even think about it." The dom grunts with his thrusts. "I won't hesitate to punish you more."

Wooyoung is suddenly grateful for the amount of stamina training Yunho put him through. He ignores the need to come and instead focuses on squeezing around Jongho the best he can hoping to get him off faster.

"Are you trying to tighten around me?" Jongho teases. "My hand fucked you so loose that you're not doing a very good job, Princess."

Wooyoung doubles his efforts. He squeezes and pushes down the best he can into Jongho's thrusts. Anything to get him off first.

All it does is make Jongho laugh.

He leans over Wooyoung, crowding him with how broad he is, and he says, "Whatever endurance you think you may have... I promise you I have more. This is my game, Little Girl."

Wooyoung feels his heart sink a little and he can't help but sob, especially when Jongho snaps his hips even harder and it stings against his red and abused ass.

Jongho slightly tightens the grip on Wooyoung's base to keep him from coming, but the constant abuse to his prostate forces a dry orgasm out of Wooyoung that has him heaving and slumping into the mattress.

Jongho pauses momentarily at the sight. He looks at Wooyoung and sees that he isn't really there.

"Come on, Princess," Jongho whispers patting his cheeks lightly. He leans down to place soft kisses to Wooyoung's lips and forehead hoping to get him back.

Wooyoung's eyes flutter open and Jongho smiles. "Thought I lost you there. We aren't done yet."

"H-Hyung.... C-can't..." Wooyoung whimpers.

Then he gasps when Jongho lifts him up so his back is to Jongho's chest and he's completely off the bed.

The only thing keeping him steady is Jongho's arms hooked under his knees.

"Yes, you can." Jongho says, then he's punching his hips into Wooyoung once again.

Wooyoung goes limp into Jongho's hold and lets himself be bounced. Jongho's thick cock stimulating him makes him need to come again but he forces it down as best he can.

"So good, Princess," Jongho whispers in Wooyoung's ear.

Jongho speeds up and begins chasing his own orgasm. Believing that Wooyoung has had enough and deserves to get off again.

He turns his head to the side and nips at Wooyoung's skin, careful of the golden chain around his neck.

He also holds Wooyoung a little tighter so he can stretch his hands out and pinch both of Wooyoung's nipples.

The cry of pleasure and overstimulation he gets in return goes straight to his cock and it only takes a few more thrusts before he's emptying himself inside the sub.

Wooyoung moans at the warm feeling of Jongho coming inside him and slumps back. Jongho carefully lays Wooyoung down and unties his arms before putting him on his back.

"Don't worry, Princess. I will let you come now."

Jongho leans down to swallow Wooyoung whole and he instantly comes down Jongho's throat from how pent up he is.

Jongho sits up and rubs his hands over Wooyoung's thighs. He massages his hips and arms as well, rubbing every surface of the limp boy that he can as he goes.

"You did so good for me, Youngie. So, so good. Daddy would be so proud of you." Jongho whispers as he goes, along with other praises.

When he's comfortable with what he's done so far, he steps into the bathroom Yunho had built in the basement and draws a hot bath filled with essential oils and soothing scents.

He returns to Wooyoung and gently lifts him from the bed.

Wooyoung clings to him and Jongho quickly grabs the water bottles and his phone as they go to get in the bath. Once they are settled, he sends a message to Yunho saying that Wooyoung is doing better.

"Jongho?" Wooyoung whispers getting his attention.

"Yes?"

"You think Yunho will be fine, right?"

Jongho smiles. "Yunho will be perfect. He is strong and I know he will get back to you in no time. Don't worry anymore, okay?"

Jongho pulls Wooyoung back to hold him close as a form of comfort.

He hugs Wooyoung even tighter when the sub turns to nuzzle into his neck.

"Everything is going to be okay." Jongho whispers a few times.

Wooyoung whimpers occasionally, but otherwise he lets Jongho massage him and gently scrub his skin.

He ends up nodding off at some point, so relaxed and at ease that he has no problem falling asleep in the bath.

Jongho has his complete trust, and going forward he always will.