For the second time in his apparently short life, he ran.

The adrenaline pumped through his veins, this time he was calmer as he located himself through the mansion. It was easier now then the first time he had tried to escape.

Their mistake.

How foolish he was to think that they actually loved him. That they actually cared for him and wanted him.

Well, the last part was real.

They wanted him for something else, something with his father. And he didn't plan on giving them it because hell, he didn't even know himself.

He could feel his lip tremble, the small droplet of salty tears running down his cheeks. They hadn't used his body, but he wanted it.

Wanted them to love him, to care for him.

They would be laughing at how naive he was. Of course, they always said he was too innocent.

Taking a quick left, he dashed across the long halls. Maybe they built this too large mansion just to keep him from running.

He wouldn't be that surprised about it.

A maid stuttered as he ran by, yelling after him on some foreign language. What the?

He crashed into someone, yelling as they tumbled down on the floor. When he looked up he saw a young boy, the first teenager he had seen besides himself and his captors.

Yes, they were back to gaining his trust. In his opinion, he wanted to escape and never look back.

"S-sir, what a-re you? You can't be here!" The brown haired boy hurried to stand up, bowing deep down.

"M-masters will get furious! I'm sorry s-sir. I'd ask you to return to your r-room." Why can't he be here? What part did the personals of the mansion have in all of this?

Ignoring the servant, he dashed away from the hall, feet groaning in protest. He gritted his teeth, mind running everywhere.

Where was that goddamn exit?!

It's as straight ahead and down the hall, right, forwards and left...

Hyunjin shook his head, pushing the servants words in the back of his head as he concentrated on getting out of there.

What was his guarantee of escaping? He was pretty sure it was about 0% but he needed to try. The consequences were to care about later.

They lied to him.

They used him.

They were going to kill him.

Hyunjin felt his head spin, fighting to keep focus as he finally found those damned doors. He suspected it was locked and without hesitation, he slammed into the door.

The heavy wood let out a keen protest before budging and he watched in horror as he simply opened the door.

They had left it open for him. As if..as if they knew.

His blood froze and burned on the same time, all Hyunjin could think about was to get away.

Stop thinking! Without hesitation, he pushed the door open, ignoring the fact that he was barefoot. He sprinted across the lawn, and why the fuck did these assholes need such a big garden for?!?

Relief washed upon him as he seemed to reach the end of the grass. His heart almost stopped at the sight of a black fence rising high above his head, seemingly surrounding the mansion.

How long had he ran? He couldn't even see the fence from his window and now his legs began feeling heavy.

Not now, he needed to get away, he needed to leave-

"Hyunjin." The said boy froze, squeezing his eyes shut as the hair in his neck rose.

He turned around and met Chan's now red eyes. The younger flinched at the pheromones pumping out in the air.

Turning around again, he dashed towards the fence-

"Hyunjin, the fence has 6000 volt electricity and I don't want you to get hurt." He stopped his hand right above a bar, snatching it back as if he had been burned.

They were that determined to keep him prisoner here.

Hyunjin glared at the bar, refusing to turn around. Chan's voice were soft as he spoke. "Jinnie, Felix is watching you from the roof. Please, baby."

He flinched, turning around as he looked frankly up on the roof of the mansion. True to his words, Felix was indeed there, watching him with a tight expression that immediately changed as he smiled brightly.

Were they expecting him to go on that? Really now?

He had a good idea why Felix was on the fucking roof.

"You want to kill me." The sharp words didn't make Chan flinch as he hoped to and he couldn't decide if it was bad or good.

"Hyunjin, when you spied on us..." He grimaced at the words, who knows what the pack alpha was going to do to him.

"Was the light on?" What? How would he know, they talked about killing him.

"Hyunjin, I need an answer." Fuck that soft voice. He felt his mind stirring, not wanting to fall for those venomous was words.

He glared at Chan , keeping his distance. "No, they weren't."

"And did you see the caller ID?" His heart jumped in his chest but this time, he thought after.

What were they playing?

But there was something about it. He hadn't actually seen the caller ID. A low chuckle from Chan made him whimper involuntarily.

"Everything we do for you is to protect you baby. We would never try to kill you."

Lies, LIES.

He felt the tears before they came out. Why did they have that impact on him, always making him confused and so lost?

The call-

He...he heard them-

A hand gripped his as he flinched, not noticing how close the older was until now.

"Hyunjin...let's go back. I'm going to treat your wounds, alright? It's alright, hyung is here."

He blinked.

"You didn't see anything. Yeah, Hyunjin. You never saw us." The gentle smile he gave Hyunjin made his stupid heart thump. Why was he so weak?

"I-I..." Fingers ghosted over his neck and he wanted to scream as his marks burned.

"I didn't see anything." Chan smiled, hugging him. He wrapped his arms around the older without hesitation, the headache growing bigger.

"It's gonna be alright baby. Let me take care of you."

~~

He sat quietly as Chan treated his small wounds, messaging his sore feet.

The older had showered him and making sure his hand was cleaned enough to be bandaged.

Hyunjin didn't even remember getting hurt. Luckily for him, it's only scratches.

"I'm happy you didn't get hurt baby. You should have been more careful." Chan kissed him and Hyunjin trembled under the older touch.

They shouldn't be doing this. This wasn't right.

Yet he felt so good, like he belonged to the older just like Chan was his.

The look in the older's eyes spoke out. I'm yours. Hyunjin moaned as he felt Chan's tongue wrap around his own, slow and sensual.

Chan pushed Hyunjin into the bed as the kiss got rougher.

"H-hyung." Chan smiles against his lips, a hand sneaking up under his clothes to trace his chest.

"I'm here baby. We are yours, we want you, we love you so much." Hyunjin whined as he twisted a nipple, skin burning as the words flowed into his brain.

"I want you to know who you belong to." He growled, Hyunjin's pheromones making him dizzy.

The boy was outright asking the black haired to fuck him raw and roughly, right there, without any words.

Chan loved it.

"I'm yours. I belong to you." Hyunjin breathes against his mouth, letting out a cry as Chan's large hands swept by his neck.

His hands wasn't the only things that were big.

With their clothes tossed aside, forgotten and ripped, Hyunjin chanted who he belonged to.

"D-dad-dy, please." The nickname slipping out of Hyunjin's mouth made him see red, biting a nipple as the omega gasped.

The only thing he wanted to hear as Hyunjin screamed, their bodies rocking hard against each other.

Hyunjin screaming who he belonged to as he fucked the other hard and mercilessly.

The desperate look in Hyunjin's eyes, as if he didn't want this.

But the younger's actions told him otherwise, so he kept going, ensuring Hyunjin was alright with it.

Hyunjin knew he already lost as he felt Chan's thick cock swell inside of him.

He kept screaming because he knew he couldn't help his needs. What he wanted, even if it was wrong.

Yours, yours, yours.