Die With Me (2/?)
Die With Me (2/?)
ii.
“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” One of the men spoke cheerfully, “a boy trying to save a damsel in distress or finding out his girlfriend’s a whore?”
Hyukjae’s eyes darkened at the callousness of the man and the Official laughs boomingly. “Ha, seems I was right, you know how long he’s been fucking her?”
Hyukjae paused and he thinks that maybe this would work out after all. If they didn’t suspect him of being a part of Phoenix, if he was lucky, he’d be able to get away without being tortured for information. He purposely made his voice angry, “She- she wasn’t fucking him…he was trying to rape her.”
The men laughs, “Yeah yeah whatever you tell yourself to feel better buddy.” They walk towards the girl, who looks even more terrified than before. “But we all know she’s a whore. And you know what whores are for.”
One of the men forces Hyukjae onto his knees and he’s yelling as the other two men held the girl down and rapes her. He’s forced to watch them take turns to ravage her body until they’re satisfied and she’s broken. They turn to Hyukjae with identical smirks, “So now that we’ve taught your girlfriend a lesson about what happens to whores, how are you going to thank us, boy?”
Hyukjae growls and tries to run, but the men are on him before he can move a step.
“Oh we’re not done with you yet.”
Hyukjae blanches, just before he’s knocked out with the butt of a gun.
Kangin walks in to see Heechul dancing around the room to a music no one can hear and he smiles at the complete insaneness of his friend.
“You’re supposed to be watching out for the others, Heechul. Gosh no wonder Hankyung recommends I leave Kyuhyun here.”
Heechul waltzes over and smacks him on the arm, “Yasshh, have some respect for your elders! Plus, Kyuhyun’s a snarky brat that Hankyung likes for some reason who doesn’t know how to fight, hence why our fine doctor wants to hole him up in here.”
Kangin ruffles Heechul’s hair, earning a furious squawk from the narcisstic man. “Yeah, but you’re vain and insane”
Kangin runs as he finishes the sentence, ducking just as a bottle of water hits the wall where his head had been.
Siwon is an engineer and where he had once worked in scientific projects, now the government has him designing and making new modes of fancy looking cars for the Officials. His skills and humble manner has even earned him a recent invite to the Entertainment Centre. He had chosen Sungmin, amid the jeers and teasing of the Officials (about whores and liking girly looking bitches) and the two of them had spent their allocated hour paring, coming out appropriately sweaty, flushed and bruised.
Now however, Siwon was not at the car yard to work, he was here to steal a newly developed bike to replace the old one Shindong had crashed when he was ambushed. Siwon glances at Hankyung besides him, delicate brows furrowed as he works at the lock. It was Donghae who usually worked these breaking and entering jobs; the boy could crack any lock under a minute. But after Hankyung’s recent brush with death, Kangin knew Siwon was not about to let his lover leave his side. When Shindong had been surrounded and beaten, Hankyung had rushed to help. If Henry hadn’t intercepted him just in time, they’d be mourning two lost friends right now.
“Are you going to stop staring at me?” Hankyung’s soft voice breaks Siwon’s reverie. “It’s really distracting, you know.”
Siwon buries his fears and flashes Hankyung a grin, “Why? Is my smoldering gaze making you all flustered?”
Hankyung throws him a condescending glance, “uh huh. And when did you steal Chullie’s ego?”
Siwon feigns a wounded expression, “So you don’t think I’m good looking?”
Hankyung laughs softly and swats at Siwon’s arm, before turning back to the lock, intelligent eyes sparkling behind his glasses. “Stop it, you. Work now, play later.”
Siwon grins at those words, just as the lock clicks.
By the time Zhoumi gets back alone, Donghae knows something is wrong. Even as he worked with Henry, there was a nagging feeling in his stomach. The others try to dispel his fears, Henry even offering to play him a little song, something that usually lifts the mood, but Donghae’s got his eyes on Kyuhyun and Kangin, the former chewing his lower lip and the later grinding his teeth- both signs of anxiety. With Kyuhyun especially, it was never a good sign.
When Hankyung and Siwon return, the happy smiles they wore quickly faded at the tense atmosphere.
“What’s wrong?” Siwon’s eyebrows jumping together.
As Kangin quickly filled them in, Donghae saw the spark of fear in Hankyung’s eyes and he knew he was right. The Chinese man had an instinct like no other and it has yet to fail them.
“I’m going to look for him.”
Several pairs of hands quickly stop him and Hankyung grabs him by the shoulder and stares him in the eye. “Hae…I’ll look for Hyukkie ok? You stay here and I promise I’ll bring him back.”
The others look less than happy at the suggestion and Donghae sees Siwon’s hand tightening on his lover’s waist, but Hankyung pulls Kangin close. “Kangin, it’s me or Donghae, and we both know I can look after myself better, especially when he’s so frantic and distracted.”
With a reluctant nod, Kangin squeezes his shoulder firmly, his way of telling the other to take care.
After Hankyung leaves on the bike, Kibum pulls Donghae aside and wraps his arms around the other man’s shoulders.
“Hae…it’s okay, I’m sure Hyukjae is fine. His phone might’ve just broken or he saved some girl and took her home and she was so grateful that-”
His joke dies off as he catches the look in Donghae’s eyes. “Come one Donghae, Hyukjae’s a big boy; he knows how to take care of himself.
Donghae looks up at him hopefully, desperate to believe in anything and Kibum hugs him close.
He wonders if Hyukjae never came back, would Donghae go crazy? Would he try to kill himself? Would he maybe like Kibum instead-
Kibum tightens his grip and stops his thoughts before they can continue. He shouldn’t think like that, there are bigger things than his own feelings, it wasn’t just about him, it was about everyone. He has to remember that, no matter how much he wanted the man in his arms.
Hyukjae wakes up with a headache and he waits for his eyes to get used to the darkness around him. For a moment, he thinks they just left him in the alley, but the smell of this place is all wrong, not of rain and grease, but scented oils and something else. There are sounds of dimmed conversation and footsteps approaching and Hyukjae tries to move, only realizing now that his hands were cuffed to the wall and he was on his stomach in some sort of box, with the edge digging into his stomach. It was only after the voices drew close and a hand lands on his leg, that Hyukjae realises he’s naked and exposed.
Panicking now, he struggles wildly to free himself from this contraption, only to find his feet secured. Then he’s jerking and yelling as fingers enter him dry and twisted around quickly, before another in added and then another, intending to loosen him up just enough for the man to enter. Hyukjae is biting on his arm to choke back the cries as pain tear at him. Without warning, something much larger is shoved inside of him and Hyukjae screams as he’s stretched too quickly. The man grips his hips tight and fucks him long and hard, sinking in deep and he thinks he’s going to pass out by the time the man bursts into Hyukjae who can only jerk and shudder as he’s denied even simple release by a band of leather around his member.
The length slides out of him and he slumps, furious and humiliated. Then another pair of hands, larger, rougher ones is parting his ass and Hyukjae’s screaming before the man even thrusts into him.
Hankyung’s been circling the Black District for hours, checking the alleyways and hidden corners. He hears a commotion and parks in an alley near the back of one of the Relief Lounges. There are men moving around- clearly muscles of the Officials- throwing out limp bodies into the courtyard and Hankyung’s mouth goes dry when he realises it’s another Business Party.
A horrible thought occurs to him, but he pushes it away; it couldn’t be.
Hyukjae feels himself hit the floor, cushioned partly by warm flesh. His mind is telling him to get up and run, get as far away from this place as he can. He knew that despite the Officials wanting new meat each time, their lackeys often just kept people to save themselves having to catch new ones. But everything hurt so much and his body doesn’t even feel like it belongs to him anymore and Hyukjae just wants to sleep and forget about everything. Normal people would usually just lie there and wait for death after such an incident, which often leaves them vulnerable to further attack in these areas. Hyukjae starts to crawl anyway, because he wasn’t a normal person, he was a Phoenix member and what has kept them alive for so long is their perseverance when others would have given up a long time ago.
At least I’m still alive. Hurt and humiliated, but alive.
Then he feels like his world is crashing down, when a hand clamps over his mouth and he’s dragged into a nearby alley. The man is whispering something, but Hyukjae can’t hear it through the loud pounding in his ears. The fear is so overpowering that Hyukjae starts to feel dizzy as his attacker flips him over and bends him over a bike he has never seen before. When hands part his ass again, Hyukjae shudders and he feels like he’s going to lose his mind. Then suddenly he’s pulled up and shoved against the wall, the man pressing in tight behind him, hands over his mouth. Hyukjae struggles, trying to wriggle his way out, but then he stops when footsteps pass the mouth of the alley and the man slumps slightly, letting out a breath and loosing his grip on Hyukjae.
Only then does the man gently turn him over and Hyukjae feels everything stop as he comes face to face with familiar kind eyes, currently wide with worry. Hyukjae doesn’t breathe for about 5 seconds, then he’s clinging onto Hankyung and sobbing into the older man’s neck.
“Shhh, it’s okay Hyukkie, I’m here now, I’m not going to let anyone hurt you again…you’re safe now.”
Hankyung takes off his coat and wraps it around Hyukjae’s naked form and picks him up, putting him gently on the bike, which still draws a gasp of pain from the younger man. He climbs in behind, making sure Hyukjae is as comfortable as he can be, then they’re speeding away from that hellhole and Hyukjae lets his eyes close, knowing he was finally safe.
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