"This is a mistake. I don't think we should keep doing this."
"One more night couldn't hurt us, cutie."
contains;
-¡power bottom jimin!
-vminkook
-yoonseok
-angst/violence
-gay smut
-domestic abuse
-minor/major cursing
-unfaithfulness
!COMPLETED¡
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Seeing the familiar black SUV parked in the driveway brought chills down Jimin's spine. Taehyung had went away for a week on a business trip, however Jimin hadn't expected him to return so soon.
Walking into their living room, Jimin was surprised to see the man waiting for him. Jimin felt his heart thump in anxiousness, but he quickly showed him a smile and made his way over.
"Kitten."
Jimin was roughly pulled into an embrace, flush against Taehyung's black suit. He instantly drowned in his masculinity and intense cologne, strong enough to cause a migraine.
"God, Kitten, I've missed you so much. How have you been here without me, hm? Were things okay? Did Namjoon treat you well?" Taehyung asked, causing Jimin's eyes to widen.
How did he know Namjoon was with him?
"Kitten?"
"Y-yes, Daddy. Everything was fine." Jimin told him, pulling back to make eye-contact. Taehyung stared, seeming pleased. Hopefully, he wouldn't catch onto anything. Jimin didn't want to seem suspicious, it was the last thing he was hoping for.
What if he still smelled of sweat?
Jimin almost didn't register Taehyung pressing a kiss onto his lips, until the man pulled back with a frown. "Something wrong, Kitten?" Taehyung's eyes held something of concern, but Jimin knew all too well that it was just a show for him. A wall temporarily held up, before he displayed his true colors.
Like he always did.
"I told you everything's fine. How was your trip? Was it uneventful?" Jimin asked, not really curious to know. Taehyung seemed exhausted, if he could just lure him to bed, maybe he could put him to sleep.
"It was fine." Taehyung straightened, eyes narrowing as his attention trailed down Jimin's body. The smaller shivered, unable to control the fear from showing in his orbs.
"Something's off about you." Taehyung grunted, cornering the boy towards the wall. Jimin gulped, feeling trapped and in the midst of danger. How he disfavored being in trouble, but he was known to desire creating it.
The tear of Jimin's shirt, had the older breathing hard, eyes-shut as he heard Taehyung take a sharp inhale. Jimin was almost positive there were marks, scratches, hickies and possible kissing marks. Marks that Jungkook created.
"You've been really bad, Kitten. Really, really bad." Jimin whimpered, watching Taehyung strip of his suit jacket, getting rid of his tie and undoing his belt.
"T-Taehyung, no—"
"This is what kittens get for being bad. You want to go and fuck around while I'm away, now you will know never to cross those boundaries again." Taehyung seethed, grasping Jimin by the neck and shoving him on the floor.
The older fell on his knees, gasping with shortness of breath from dismay. "T-Tae—"
A searing pain filled him as Taehyung striked his leather belt hard against Jimin's ass. But he didn't find pleasure in it, instead he cried out. The pain was hot white, felt like burning flesh as he not only gave him three, but nine lashes with the belt.
And sometimes Taehyung missed, leather hitting his lower back and Jimin began to sob. "I-I'm s-sor-ry." He whimpered, lips trembling as his face met the floor.
"Don't apologize! What you need is discipline. This should teach you to learn your lesson." Taehyung huffed, tossing his belt aside. He picked Jimin up by his hips, swinging his body over his shoulder. Carrying him up the stairs, with each step, Jimin winced, quivering from the stings and soreness of his body.
"Tae... please." Upon reaching their bedroom, Taehyung threw Jimin on the bed, discarding of his shoes and confiscating his phone.
"W-Wait! Wh-ere are y-you going?" Jimin stuttered, squirming around on the bed. Taehyung reached the door, keys dangling in his hand.
"You're on lockdown until I say otherwise." Jimin scrambled to his feet, knees weak and ready to buckle as he came closer.
"Please don't do this, please—"
The door slammed shut in his face, leaving Jimin completely alone just like he had already been for the last week. And now, to add for how ever many days he spends stuck under one roof.
This was the first time, yes, but the consequence from before—Jimin was too well acquainted to it by now.
Jimin knew it was unfair.
Unfair and childish, he wish he didn't have to be treated like a prized possession of a sadist. A slave, he despised it so much. After Jungkook, and now Taehyung, Jimin's body could not handle more.
He collapsed onto the mattress, sighing deeply and wincing as his body began to sink with exhaustion.
Jimin was used to Taehyung's destructive behavior, he was used to being obligated against his will. But something was different.
This time Jimin had someone in mind. Jimin knew he couldn't, said he wouldn't, would never be allowed.
However, Jimin just couldn't help but consider him
—consider Jungkook.
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hey guys, sorry for the late update. I wasn't sure if this chapter was good enough to post but I saw Cheater has finally reached 2k! thank you so so much, you lovelies continue to motivate me and I truly appreciate it.
