Toxic

🥀 | 八十一

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Taehyung didn't have to think twice. Racing to his car and simply knowing where he was going he made it before it turned dark. Oh and he was pissed. Wearing all black with red shoes and a knife clench in his hand, he was ready to kill everything in his way just to get Jae back. Walking his way to a old looking house that was almost torn to shreds - he felt odd. It didn't feel normal. He was angry and was mixed with pure worry. Seeing his eyes get teary as he thought of Jae being in this old man's hands! He bit his bottom lip, maybe He was too nervous... He shook like a leaf under cold weather, it felt odd to even be standing straight. soon it wouldn't be long if he slipped into an outburst. He walked forward, he thought maybe his gang was going to attack from behind? He felt his lip bleed. This wasn't normal for him, non of this was and he had wished he could just tear off this feeling. Slowly he grabbed the doorknob's handled, twisting it ever so gently and pushing it till the door just slammed to the wall making him flinch and stare.

There was no one but a boy feet away from the door with a gag in his mouth and stuff tying him down. Not to forget a small navy, school girl skirt placed on him and a small white crop top. Taehyung's breath hitched, he never felt so much anxiety in his life. Heart aching he felt a blush overcome his face, he looked away for a moment just to hear Jae let out a whimper. "I'm so sorry..." Taehyung hummed slowly walking up to the boy with no care in the world. Dropping the knife to the floor and going onto his knees, seeing as Jae's eyes were puffy from all his crying. But when they stared at each other Taehyung felt sane. All of it went away and Jae could say the same. The redhead then disconnected the eye contact and tried getting the ropes. It was like lightening or maybe someone switching the lights on where a harsh kick to his left cheek made both men startled. it was so quick he didn't feel the person standing there. But it was just a kick. His head tilted to a side with a now dirty spot on his cheek bone, a small pinch of blood coming from under the skin as he coldly glared at the man standing next to him. "So what now? You gonna save him and leave?" Taehyung lowly growled, about to pick up his knife but then a pair of footsteps scattered around the room.

he no longer felt scared. He was just insanely angry now.

It was all in sync, it felt so surreal. Jae's eyes scattered the room, he felt helpless, and that's what he was. As two people stood behind Taehyung with guns. "Let's fight like real men! C'mon Tae. You can't relay on your knife." Taehyung didnt respond, gripping the knife between his hands for a moment but he sighed. He clenched his teeth together and smiled, "Thats unfair... You are obviously stronger... I'll fail..." he muttered, slowly standing up seeing as Jae followed him with his eyes, he touched Jae's cheek for a second and smiled, "Punishment will be needed right? You went with them... you'll most likely get punished..." he watched his lover visibly shudder and sob softly, he turned his head, facing his uncle, and smiled. "It's nice to know people like you die." It didn't take long till they punched each other, Swift on their feet as they push and shove each other. Grunts filled the room as The black haired male whimpers gently against the cloth. Pressing his knees together since he was wearing baby blue panties. He didn't want to be embarrassed like that, He kept his eyes off the fighting.

Hearing cusses get launch at each other like rockets. Knuckles meeting skin made the boy flinch and squint his eyes. "C'mon Taehyung. You can't just grab something and try to hit me!" A shout echoed through the whole house, it wasn't long till there was agonizing screams and laughing faintly heard. Jae wished he didnt have to hear screams again. His eyes opened a bit to see the two men with guns stand fearful, looking away from the murder scene to the hostage's left but it wasn't long after Jae heard Taehyung's ragged breathing, walking closer and closer, footsteps startling the small boy and the two gunmen. "L-look man- w-we w-won't- sh-shoot!" They stuttered but Taehyung could careless. He walked into view, blood dripping from his arms as he held a broken beer bottle. Chuckling every second with bruises running up his arm and one on his cheek because of the harsh kick. "Down. On your knees and face the wall." He said in a shaky tone.

But Jae didn't watch, he didn't want to, hearing Taehyung grab the knife making a small scrape sound on the floor told enough. He closed his eyes but had no option to hear, hear those screams that were even worse, pants and begs to live. It was scary and it hurt Jae but they hurt him first... "Hmm... That's it," the redhead said in a soft tone that was eerie enough to make Jae shiver all over again. Hearing the body fall to the floor in silents then a hand stroking his hair. He would be lying if he didn't feel relaxed in Taehyung's hands. "Don't act like you didn't do anything." He growled, taking the boy out of the ropes and taking him out of the now empty house. Taking off the gag so Jae could speak, his breathing was ragged and he spoke lightly, "B-but- I-I-" He was cut off from his protest and pushed into the car as Taehyung went to the side, "You can't make up an excuse. You answered the phone... - maybe I should've let them rape you," YoungJae flinched and gripped onto the car seat.

"I-I-I'm really s-s-Sorry..." he muttered in a whimpering tone, playing with the tit of his skirt, pulling on the ends that rode up his thighs, he was sympathetic before.... "Do- Do you think I'll buy it?! Ha! You have no idea how I was feeling!- my heart was ripping apart and I couldn't stop shaking! - Oh even thinking about it makes me nervous!" Taehyung slammed the steering wheel as he drove, feeling his lungs not being able to catch air. The feeling of losing Jae was... terrifying. "And... you're going to make this burning feeling go away!" But Jae couldn't let out a word. He wanted to say he felt the same, every single day but now, his mind just didn't want to think. He looked at Taehyung's face, a side of him wants to get punished by him, the other is too tired and sad to even think about anything like that.

It was soon silent, no noise other then the rolling of car wheels hitting rocks on the road. It was calming yet tense. Taehyung tapped his finger onto the leather while Jae stared, his body soon getting cold. After minutes they made it to their house, Nothing different. YoungJae shakily took off his seatbelt and opened the door just to meet with Taehyung's gleaming brown eyes, "Inside." He demanded, pointing at the door, Jae didn't bother thinking twice and said a quick yes. It felt nice being around Taehyung, he felt way better then being around those strangers. Maybe the punishment wouldn't be bad, after all Taehyung did save Jae right? He wouldn't go brutal on him...

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