Minho watched Hyunjin read.

Something with him made Minho feel drowsy and annoyed. Despite just sitting still and minding his own business, the taller looked beautiful.

Like God decided to make every detail about a certain human being perfect. Don't get him wrong, Minho knew he was handsome. Even Hyunjin would say that, because he knew he could turn the younger into a stuttering mess.

And a whimpering one too.

But Hyunjin, he was gorgeous. Pale, soft skin and big brown innocent eyes. His visuals were stunning, soft black hair falling over his eyes. When was the last time he had a haircut?

The younger's hair was longer now, black locks falling over his ears. He looked like a pretty doll, all eye smiles and pouty lips.

Minho weren't jealous, no. He was amused how they had followed Hyunjin but still there weren't even a single person wanting to near the younger. Such a shame, though.

But he wasn't someone to share.

Jinyoung had been good at keeping them hidden. Hyunjin rarely made any friends accept some and they moved almost every year. Even the friend group Hyunjin had were small and he suspected there was some kind of chain there.

Changbin couldn't find a single thing about them nor the brothers. Not even in Seoul where they had been last seen by a public.

Whoever these people was, they were good at hiding. Lee Taeyong was obviously one of them. He knew the omega had been hiding for years, not a single utter about him until they saw him at that park.

He wondered if Taeyong had been looking for Hyunjin.

His grip around the phone tightened.

They couldn't risk loosing Hyunjin like that again. It wouldn't matter even if Jeongin managed to control him in the end. Too close call was bad and Hyunjin was needed for his memories, so far.

To be honest, he was against keeping Hyunjin from the beginning. The longer they kept him, the more attached they'd become. He didn't want Hyunjin to become too important for them.

He'd done this before. They all had. But Hyunjin was...different.

So he hoped they would keep this professional. In no matter of time they would have a new toy anyways.

A small sigh left Hyunjin's lips ( who were too annoyingly natural pink for his liking ) as the raven focused on the book.

Hyunjin talked to them, but barely. Like the memories kept him cautious and almost cold.

Not that Minho minded. No, he knew the omega's mind was too weak. Hyunjin weren't mad long but he could clearly sense the tension rolling in the air around the younger.

So, they decided to be careful. Showing not a tint of lies nor dark looks, only soft spoken words and honey-dripped voices.

Soon enough they'd gain back that trust.

Even if they didn't, it wouldn't matter. He always saw through Hyunjin and could clearly see those eyes watching their backs.

A storm. He wondered if Hyunjin was a storm to them or they were to him.

Shifting in his place on the sofa, eyes never leaving the beautiful boy in front of him.

It was soo sweet, how the other had offered himself to stay with them forever. All so his brother and hyung could be free.

Such trust and innocence, after all.

Minho couldn't wait to rip that perfect life from him.

"Hyunjin-yah." They were currently in his room, Hyunjin looking up from where he sat near the big window.

He was allowed to walk everywhere on the mansion after all.

"Yes hyung?" He stood up before going to the bed and patting the space on it.

Hyunjin hesitated a bit before putting down his book and obeying the alpha.

Minho couldn't help the chuckle, Hyunjin was so obedient despite being an (?) alpha. Or was he?

The space in front of him dipped down, Hyunjin spreading his long legs out on the silver silk covers. Without a word, Minho leaned in and gently bit the earlobe closest to him.

He earned a surprised gasp on that as one of Hyunjin's hands flew up to grip his shirt.

A low growl was released from the older as the raven shuddered, hot breath ghosting I've this sensitive ear. "How can you be so fucking pretty all the time?"

The younger flushed at that, closing his eyes and swallowing. It seemed like he enjoyed it just as he disliked it.

Minho smiled. He would make sure Hyunjin felt the first option more. Though, who could really blame him? The boy was sleeping with his kidnappers, the ones who are going to kill him.

He could almost hear those thoughts instantly run in Hyunjin's head, together with the self disgust and anxiety rocking forwards.

"Pretty doll...why so tense?" A warm sensation along his ear made Hyunjin's eyes flutter open, Minho's red tongue darting last his lips, making contact with the sensitive skin.

No words were exchanged as he pulled back, pushing Hyunjin down on the mattress.

The flush as the younger realized they were in Minho's own room and the hungry eyes that bore into him made Minho smirk.

He wondered, did Minho only do this because of a stressful job day? Did he only come home exhausted and use Hyunjin for satisfaction?

A flash of sadness passed Hyunjin's eyes, the older choosing not to acknowledge it as he leaned forwards and pressed their lips together.

Hyunjin melted into the kiss, instantly submitting as he unconsciously bard his neck. Minho groaned deeply, aroused at the sight of the pliant boy.

He kept his eyes open as his tongue slipped into the awaiting warm mouth, watching how Hyunjin's eyes glazed over in pleasure, the way his grip on Minho's arm got tighter.

Chuckling, he pulled away from Hyunjin's tongue, letting him breath for a moment. The older plopped on his back, rolling to the side to watch Hyunjin.

Kissable, soft swollen lips was all he could stare at.

"So, about That information." The younger's expression changed immediately and he found it cute how focusing Hyunjin suddenly became. He had no doubt the younger would remember everything he said now, even if it were gibberish.

"We are working with dangerous people yes. But for the government, all of us seem clean. No one could ever expose us, even if we had lawyers that suck. We simply know how to cover our traces. No witnesses." His gaze were cold, hard as steel as Hyunjin shivered.

The black haired male bit his lip but mad emo comment on the lack of names or how Minho seemed to be careful with his words.

"Your parents hid something." He watched the younger freeze at the remark of his dead parents, eyes shutting close.

A sharp inhale and a nod before Minho continued. "Your father was truly a smart man. He worked with us before, did experiments in his lab that helped us with our...transports."

He let his hand wander near Hyunjin's thigh, squeezing slightly. "Then he pulled away after meeting your mother. They lived a peaceful life until some kind of men found out what they were working on."

Hyunjin gasped slightly, swallowing thickly. "The night they died-"

"The night those men attacked, yes. Your father destroyed all the evidence before they reached there. And from far I knew, we thought all of your family was dead until we found you and your brother." The omega froze.

A millions of questions ran through his mind. It seemed like they didn't know Yeji also was there that night, dying with their parents. Hyunjin took a shuddering breath, chest heavy on the mention of his twin.

Also, the older didn't mention any names. Had those men been them? Had they ruined his life before all this? Why had his parents worked with such dangerous men before?

Now he understood what they needed him to.

Did they even have his brother? Why would they suddenly just choose him as target-

Minho's face told him it was the last pieces of information he'd receive.

So that was it? They needed him to talk about his father? His father who he never got to know so good before he died. His father, who always seemed a bit tense and too serious.

And what about his mother?

She was involved in this too. Why?

Hyunjin felt that sickening feeling rise in his throat, turning his back towards Minho.

Curling up, the omega watched a white spot in the wall as he listened to the alpha's breathing. Minho's eyes were dark, satisfied he hadn't spoken too much.

It was just a little something to mess up with the younger's head.

He loved how Hyunjin went still as he pulled him close to his chest, arms circling around his waist. Loved how the omega relaxed even the distressed pheromones in the air.

"Hyunjin." The tone was soft and Hyunjin sighed quietly as his wolf purred.

Wait, purred?

For gods sake, he's an alpha!

Minho turned him around, hovering over him with a gentle smile. It was so different from the other side of him Hyunjin had seen before.

He wondered which of them were true.

And for the second time that day, he found Minho's hands under his shirt, touch burning into his skin as the older male traced patterns.

His mouth got immediately attached to the other's, a tongue forcefully breaking his lips apart to slip into his mouth.

Minho grinded slowly against him, Hyunjin's whine being swallowed in their sloppy kissing.

"You taste so sweet. Better than any cake." Minho hummed, messaging a nipple as Hyunjin moaned lowly.

His head was a mess. Just when all these questions were in their way to burst out, Minho had snuck his hands under his shirt and Hyunjin's brain went blank.

The raven couldn't believe how weak he was. He hated that they had that effect on him, simply looking at him to make his knees go weak. Gosh, he was so pathetic.

To not forget that he is a damn alpha.

He weren't supposed to submit easily like this, starving for their touches like he did become their little toy or whatever they liked to call him.

As Minho roughly thrusted into him that night, hole warm and clenching around the older's cock, Hyunjin submitted entirely, moaning as Minho began kissing and marking along his neck.

Pathetic, pathetic

Pathetic.

He watched the beautiful face of Minho, the older sweating and looking so handsome on the same time as he grabbed his hips hard. He was sure it would leave marks in the morning but it seems like the alpha loved to see him claimed and marked up anyways.

The soft low voice sang praises and word into his ear, Hyunjin squirming and blushing there and there as he got his breath knocked out.

Despite fucking so roughly, Minho's words were yet another effect on him and soon he felt tears build up in his eyes.

Minho's eyes were closed. Sometimes when they decided to fuck him, they'd close their eyes. While other times, they would look at him like a predator or as if he was the sun in their universe.

He didn't know which were the true them.

Hyunjin wondered, as they closed their eyes, who were they thinking of?

He was after all, just the little brother born into an unfortunate life. The pretty face perfect to fuck but not to love.

Were they enjoying using him? Fucking him to satisfy their needs? Then taking care of him, making him believe they actually loved him?

The tears were freely streaming down now. He hadn't even noticed the first teardrop running down his cheek.

Minho had his head burrowed into his shoulder, not glancing at him. The thrusting only got rougher, almost bruising as if the older was chasing his pleasure.

Hyunjin drifted, eyes darting and unfocused.

Do not upset alpha.

Please..alpha

You should please your alpha...

He was sure Minho would be disgusted at the sound of his sobs so he bit the inside of his mouth, muffling the sobs as his tears freely continued down.

Make alpha happy. Be a good omega.

But I'm an alpha?

Please your alpha. Submit, submit

Submit.

Lost in his own world, he was pulled back when a warm finger wiped away his tears. Slowly looking up, he saw Minho smiling gently at him.

The older had slowed down his thrusting, settling a slower pace now.

It was almost as if he had sensed Hyunjin's feelings.

Pathetic.

Minho's eyes were so so warm and so so caring.

Softly mumbling sorrys into the younger's pale skin, he focused on making Hyunjin feel good instead.

He smiled when the omega purred, responding to his alpha. The raven kissed him lightly, just a pure and innocent kiss that caused him to smile.

He let his eyes fill with emotion as he got captured in Hyunjin's big, brown shiny eyes. The other looked even prettier like this, eyes all swollen from crying whilst being fucked.

"Fuck you are such a pretty doll for me. Aren't you the most adorable?" Hyunjin's lips wobbled and Minho kept staring almost lovingly at him.

He didn't even know what to believe. Hyunjin felt so thorn, so in between.

Always when he thought he could pick a side and hate them, they always sensed it and pulled back.

Minho's touches had his head light, the older treating him with such carefulness and care. It was like he was Minho's world.

It was almost like they did love him, like they cared and needed him as much as he did to them.

He wished so desperately it was true.

Hyunjin sobbed quietly the rest of that night.