Minho quickly ran down the stairs, he looked around and met eyes with the person he loved, for the first time in weeks.

Jisung was tied up like he was in the video. His mouth was being gagged with a bandana and the boy's eyes lit up when he saw Minho. He started to cry from relief.

Minho ran to him and cupped his face. Jisung leaned into his touch, missing it so much. "Jisung." The gang member whispered in disbelief, this was the first time he saw the boy in weeks and all the emotions came flooding back to him.

Minho removed the bandana from Jisung's mouth. "I missed you." Jisung said between sniffles. He looked at Minho with watery eyes and pure relief. Minho quickly wiped his face from the fallen tears and the ones that were threatening to spill.

Jisung looked behind Minho with a confused expression on his face, but his eyes soon widened as he realized what was gonna happen and he looked at Minho in fear. "Minho behind yo-"

It was too late though, out of nowhere, the gang member was grabbed at the arms by two people and pulled back away from Jisung, causing the tied up male to yell in fear. Minho struggled to set himself free, he wasn't as strong as he used to be. He tried to pull his hands free, but the two people holding him had such a tight grip, and mixed with Minho's lack of strength at the moment, he couldn't break free from it. Instead, Minho was forced onto his knees. He looked up at the people who were holding him and saw that they were a lot larger in size.

Out of nowhere Minho heard laughter, the same laughter that has been haunting and mocking him for the last ten years of his life. The laughter that used to send fear down his veins, but now it made his blood bubble. Moonjin slowly walked down the stairs with his arms crossed around his chest.

"Did you really think it was going to be that easy?" Moonjin snorted as he stood in front of Minho. "Come on buddy, I'm not stupid, I was expecting you to come."

Minho glared at him. "You-" He opened his mouth and began saying, but before he could get another word out, Moonjin quickly duck taped his mouth shut.

"I don't want to hear your annoying voice." The leader rolled his eyes.

Minho struggled against the guards again and he still couldn't budge. It brought the boy back to his darkest times of being tortured by Moonjin, of him struggling against the ropes that burned him. He was back in the same position, but this time it was guards who were holding him back and Moonjin was interested in torturing someone other than him.

Moonjin laughed at Minho's failed attempt at getting free. "You know, I expected more from you. You're the big 'Lee Minho'. The guy who can knock someone out with one punch. The guy that everyone fears, but here you are in front of me, on your knees, struggling to set yourself free from two guys." Moonjin pouted at him mockingly before rolling his eyes, "You're even more pathetic than I anticipated." He crossed his arms and looked at the gang member, smirking a little, "But I do enjoy seeing you kneeling in front of me like a peasant."

Minho couldn't do anything but glare. He didn't need to hear Moonjiin go on about how embarrassing this whole situation was to Minho, he already felt ashamed of himself.

The boss snorted and walked up to Jisung, who had tears falling down his face this entire time. Moonjin raised his hand which made Jisung flinched really hard, scared that he would get slapped again. Instead the leader of WPQO gently caressed his cheek. Jisung turned his head to the other side, trying to avoid Moonjin's touch, but of course the boss's hand followed after him, and touched his cheek no matter what.

"Don't touch me." Jisung snapped before he could stop himself and he immediately regretted speaking up. A flash of anger traveled through Moonjin's eyes, he huffed as he brought his hand back and slapped him with no hesitation. The boy winced as the sound of the slap echoed all around the room. The sound vibrated through Minho's ears and the sight of Jisung getting hurt in front of him would haunt him for the rest of his life.

The rage in Minho's stomach started boiling. He pulled at his arms, but still had no success of setting himself free. He forced himself onto his feet, but immediately got pulled back down as his knees clashed with the hard cement with a loud thud. It would've hurt him, but he wasn't paying attention to it. Minho tried yelling "Don't fucking touch him!" but it all got muffled by the tape on his mouth.

Moonjin looked at Minho struggle and snorted. He grabbed Jisung's face and forced the boy to look at Minho. He winced at Moonjin's harsh grab at his face as it was very sore from all the beatings he took. "Look, your lame boyfriend can't even protect and save you from me. Such a shame right? He's not as good as everyone makes him out to be. You should date someone who can actually look after you."

Jisung looked at the person he loved and made eye contact with him. Minho's eyes were covered with guilt, anger, frustration and pain. Jisung felt his heart ache at what Minho's eyes were displaying. He just wanted to tell him that he loved him and that none of this was his fault. Jisung didn't blame Minho for anything that has happened to him and he wish he could tell him that.

When Minho made eye contact with Jisung, he saw pure fear and sadness. It was like Jisung was begging him to save him and was upset that Minho couldn't even do that. His eyes had never looked so desperate and so traumatized, Minho couldn't help but feel useless. The person he loved was standing not even ten feet away, getting abused and he still couldn't protect him like he'd promised. Minho didn't deserve him, he wasn't good enough for him. The one person that Minho wanted to protect with his whole life, was bruised, bleeding and in pain, all because of him.

"I'll show you what a true man is." Moonjin said and Jisung looked at him with absolute terror in is eyes. He knew what was coming and didn't want it. He desperately started shaking his head.

"No, please don't." Jisung begged. Moonjin ignored his pleads and leaned closer to him making the other boy start to squirm. The boss gripped tighter around Jisung's face, making the boy cry out in pain and stop moving around. There were definitely going to be bruises there.

Moonjin forcefully placed his lips on top of Jisung's and started to kiss him sloppily. Jisung closed his mouth tightly and refused to kiss back. Moonjin tried to force his tongue into his mouth, but failed since the other wouldn't open his mouth open for nothing.

Minho started to yell at the top of his lungs, but the sound never traveled past the tape. He tried to get up and run to Jisung, he tried to pull his arms from the two guards, but this only made them tighten their grip on him and force him to the ground. Minho didn't give up though, he still continued to try to push himself to where Moonjin was.

Moonjin ignored Minho's muffled yelling as he pulled away from Jisung, looking at him with with a glare. Jisung took a deep breathe of relief, but that was soon taken away.

"You better kiss me back." Moonjin demanded.

Jisung shook his head. "Never."

The boss slammed his fist against the cement column that Jisung was tied up against. "You will kiss me back or else I will take one of my guards' gun and shoot and kill him in front of your eyes." Moonjin growled while jabbing his finger at Minho's direction.

Jisung's eyes opened wide as a gasp escaped his lips. "Don't kill him please." He whispered.

"Then kiss me back you slut."

Minho started yelling again, "Don't do it! Don't kiss him back!" But it all became jumbled in his mouth from the tape.

Jisung quickly looked at Minho with frantic eyes. The gang member started shaking his head. He didn't want Jisung to feel like he has to kiss the bastard back just because Minho's life was on the line. He'd much rather die so Jisung wouldn't be forced into an uncomfortable kiss. Minho begged him not to do it with his eyes, the bruised boy didn't deserve this. Minho didn't want to be responsible for this too, the guilt would soon swallow him up.

Jisung's fearful eyes soon turned apologetic. "I'm sorry." He whispered to Minho. The gang member didn't understand why Jisung was apologizing. He should be the one saying sorry.

Jisung was guilty at the fact that Minho had to witness him kissing someone else. He didn't want to break Minho's heart, but he was doing this so the gang member could live. Jisung turned back to Moonjin and slightly nodded. "Fine." He said defeated.

Moonjin smirked, he turned to Minho for a second, winking at the boy before he looked back at Jisung, crashing his lips against the boy's.

Jisung hesitated for a second, not knowing if he was going to be able to kiss this twat back, but then he remembered about what would happen if he didn't.

'I will take one of my guards' gun and shoot and kill him in front of your eyes.'

Jisung swallowed his sob as he unwillingly moved his lips with Moonjin's, kissing him back.

The shorter boy tried to imagine himself kissing Minho which helped to some extent, but ultimately it wasn't enough. Jisung couldn't get pass the feeling of Moonjin's lips. When Jisung kissed Minho's lips, it felt soft and perfect, like a dream. Moonjin's lips felt crusty, like the dirt, like the reality he was going through right now.

Seeing the video that Moonjin sent made Minho's anger go absolutely wild, but now that he was forced to see this in real life, right in front of him and not being able to do anything, made him frustrated more than anything and his anger was easily a million times worse.

Moonjin kept trying to force his tongue inside Jisung's mouth, but the boy wouldn't allow it which only made the boss even more irritated. He grabbed Jisung's jaw again and tightened his grip on it, forcing the shorter male to open his mouth and wince in pain. Once Moonjin got the chance, he shoved his tongue inside Jisung's mouth, making the boy whimper.

Just when Minho thought it couldn't get any worse, Moonjin slipped his hands into Jisung's pants. Jisung immediately stopped kissing back and let out a sob. Jisung's sudden increase in movement, to try and get Moonjin off of him, and his muffled screams against the boss's lips, made it pretty clear to Minho that the bastard was touching somewhere that should never have touched in the first place. There were tears streaming down Jisung's face as he was violated for the second time.

That's what set Minho off. Something in his mind snapped and all he saw was red. This was the one thing that he didn't want to happen. The one thing that he promised himself he would never let happen. He never wanted Jisung to go through what he went through. He didn't want Jisung to ever feel as worthless as Minho felt when it happened to him. The fact that it was happening from the same exact person just ticked him off.

The next thing Minho knew, the two guards who were holding him down, were on the floor on either side of him, not breathing. The gang member snapped his attention back to the bastard. Moonjin was punching Jisung. Almost like he was trying to knock him out or even kill him.

Minho's eyes went black as he bolted over to Moonjin, grabbing his neck and pulling him away from Jisung. The bastard looked at Minho with wide eyes, either from not being able to breathe or from surprise that Minho was able to escape his two body guards' grasp and manage to kill them without even getting a scratch. Moonjin grabbed at the hand that was slowly tightening around his neck. He struggled to gasp for air as his face slowly turned red.

He would've ran out of air if Minho hadn't remembered what Chan had said to them before they over raided the house.

'Whatever you do, don't kill Moonjin.'

The gang member huffed and threw Moonjin on the floor. The bastard landed with a groan, he stayed on the floor, coughing for air and he lightly touched his neck. It was almost as if he thought that touching his neck would open his throat even more which would allow him to breathe more air.

Minho quickly ran over to the person he loved. Jisung looked up at him weakly, his face was bleeding and there were bruises all over him, old and new. The gang member felt his heart wrench up at the sight. He had caused that. All those cuts, bruises, the blood spilling, it was all his fault. Minho quickly untied his hands and ankles, which were red and irritated but not to the point of what Minho had put himself through years ago.

Jisung immediately dropped all his weight on Minho. The gang member didn't know if it was because Jisung was worn out and couldn't support his weight or if it was because Jisung had missed the boy so much. Maybe a mix of both, either way, Minho had missed his touch so much and felt a burst of happiness and relief for a split second.

"Jisung you need to get out of here. You need to go up there and find Woojin hyung. He'll take you to the car and keep you safe." Minho quickly said.

Jisung weakly shook his head, "N-no, I'm not leaving you. I'll only feel safe if you're there." He whispered.

How could you say that? How do you still feel safe when I wasn't able to keep Moonjin away from you? I failed at protecting you before, why do you still feel safe around me?

"Jisung you need to go please. If you don't then you're going to pass out and I don't want that to happen. I would hate myself even more." Minho carried Jisung to the door and set him down. "I'll be there soon I promise."

Jisung hesitated before nodding. Minho kissed his head before turning around to Moonjin who was struggling to stand up. The gang member walked over to him and the boy looked up at him. His eyes sparked fear for a split second before it was overtaken by satisfaction. Minho grabbed him and threw him against the wall. The loud thud echoed and vibrated through the house.

"Get up and fight you weak cunt." Minho seethed.

Moonjin sadly failed at the attempt to laugh, instead he started coughing. "Y-you know Minho, I now understand why you want Jisung so badly and why you love him."

Minho narrowed his eyes at the male on the ground. What is he talking about?

"He is an amazing kisser, his lips are so soft... But do you know what else feels amazing? When you're inside of him." Moonjin smirked.

Minho froze and stopped breathing. That's a lie. There is no way. "W-what'd you say? How would you know?" He asked in disbelief. He didn't know if he wanted to hear the answer to his question.

Moonjin took this moment of Minho's utter shock to get up and punch him square in his face. Minho's mind was too distracted to see anything coming and ended up losing his balance by the punch. He landed on the ground with a grunt.

Moonjin laughed, getting right up in Minho's face. "I fucked him! Right after I sent that video to you." He said with too much pride. He forced his right foot on top of Minho's chest, leaning all his weight on him.

Minho felt the air get sucked out of him, he didn't know if it was because of Moonjin's weight or from the thing that he had just said. "No that's a lie." Minho tried to convince himself. Moonjin shook his head, denying his claims which only made the gang member sick to his stomach. "Stop fucking lying!" He shouted.

It can't be real. No it's all a lie. Moonjin's just saying this to mess with me. He couldn't have actually done that to Jisung.

The twat snorted. "Minho you know what I'm capable of, I've done it to you a couple of times. Don't you remember? You loved it and Jisung did too."

Minho shut his eyes and shook his head. His mind took him back to the room where it all started. Where Moonjin had complete control over him. Even after so many years, Moonjin was able to get inside his head and mess with him. He was under that bastard's hold no matter what, there was no escaping him.

Moonjin smiled at Minho's sudden blind spot of weakness. "This is all your fault. You did this to Jisung. This happened to him because of you." He fed into Minho's guilt.

"Stop! Stop it! Don't fucking say that!" Minho tried to sound demanding, but instead he sounded desperate and begged Moonjin to stop talking.

Moonjin smiled in satisfaction. "It's true, but let me just say, you got a keeper. It felt amazing and it was mind blowing. He's really good with his mouth too, he seemed experienced. And even when you stretch him, he's still a little ti-"

Minho saw red again, but this time it was a deeper, more vibrant red, like the color of blood. He didn't want to hear the story of how this bastard fucked the person he loved. Minho shouted and kicked Moonjin off of him. He quickly got up and started punching Moonjin recklessly.

Minho couldn't stop, he didn't want to stop. He didn't care if he killed the bastard on the spot or not, his mind was taken over by his rage. Minho hit as hard as he could and Moonjin was knocked out after the third hit, but the gang member kept punching. He was letting out all his anger, his anger at Moonjin for taking advantage of the person he loved, but also his anger at himself for not being able to keep Jisung away from him.

Minho didn't stop until Chan came rushing down the stairs and grabbed him, pulling him off of Moonjin. The gang member still pushed forward, trying to go back to the bastard to continue to punch and kick him, but Chan didn't let him go.

"Minho STOP!" Chan yelled, snapping the boy from his trance.

He turned to his leader, "Why!? Why the hell should I stop?" Minho yelled back.

"If you kill him right now, then it'll be too easy for him. Don't you want to torture him and elongate his pain as much as possible?" Chan reasoned with the boy.

Minho sighed and ran his hand through his hair from frustration. He knew his leader was right but he also just wanted to kill him, finally see the man die in his hands.

"I'll take care of Moonjin, you go check up on Jisung. I don't think he's doing good." Chan spoke.

Minho whipped his head to the older male, his heart started racing. "What do you mean he's not doing good? Did he pass out when he found Woojin hyung? What happened?"

"When he found Woojin?" Chan gave a look of confusion. "He never went to look for Woojin."

Now it was Minho's turn to be confused. "What?" He whispered.

"Woojin and I found him passed out in front of the basement door." Chan explained.

Minho's eyes went wide. "You what?"

"He was on the floor in front of the basement door unconscious."

Minho quickly started sprinting up the stairs and out of the door. Did he really stay at the door to be near me instead of getting help for himself? Why the hell would he risk his life just to be close to me? God Jisung you're a dumbass, why would you wait for me when I told you not to.

As he ran through the house to to front door, he saw a pile of unconscious bodies that were tied up in the corner. He ran to the suv that was parked in front of the home. He swung the car door open and there was Woojin, taking care of Jisung and his wounds. The rest of the gang and Yedam were gathered around Jisung, with worried faces.

They all looked up at Minho with sad faces making his heart drop to his ass. "How is he?"

"Come in!" Woojin demanded and Minho quickly climbed into the car and sat next to Jisung. "Changbin drive now." The oldest demanded again. Changbin nodded his head and climbed into the driver's seat, starting the car. The boy stepped on the gas pedal and raced to the destination that Minho didn't know.

"Where are we going?" He asked confused.

"We need to take him to the hospital." Woojin answered.

Minho inhaled sharply. The hospital, a place where the gang never went to. Their doctor was Woojin, he was absolutely talented with medical stuff and knew how to treat a wound faster than most of the doctors out there.

"Can't you do something?" Minho asked worried.

Woojin shook his head, "I'm good at treating people and medical things related to gang wounds and stuff. I can probably take care of him, but I don't want to risk Jisung's life when he could just get help from a doctor. They have more equipment than me too. It'll be faster at the hospital."

"What about Chan hyung?" Yedam asked.

"He still needs stay here and deal with the unconscious bodies. He'll call the other members of Stray Kids for help with them." Hyunjin explained.

Minho turned to Jisung looking at him. He grabbed the boy's hand, pulling it up to his mouth to kiss the back of his hand.

Please, please wake up. Don't leave me yet. I'm not ready for that. Fight it Jisung, for me, I want more time with you.

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omg what? thank you for 100k reads!!! i stared at that number for a good minute because i couldn't believe it. i love you all sm and i appreciate you for reading this story❤️❤️

this chapter got really uncomfortable at the end and i was debating whether or not to delete it and write it more undescriptive and somewhat metaphoric(?) but i decided against it bc i felt like it wouldn't have made you as angry as you were while reading what moonjin said. i'm sorry if you felt uncomfortable but that's what i was going for. opinions? i hope you enjoyed it hehe :)

what if i told you that this story is almost finished..?

in the next chapter:
- i'm sorry
- death

tell me what you think it gonna happen in the next chapter :)