Beast Over Flowers (3/?) - part 1
Title : Beast Over Flowers (3/?) - part 1
Author: shasha717
Pairing : Dooseob / Eventual Junseung
Rating : PG-13
Summary : Yang Yoseob enters the Shinhwa High where he meets F4, Yong Junhyung, Son Dongwoon, Lee Kikwang and the last but not least, our almighty Yoon Doojoon.
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Everything went dark.
Yoseob only found himself later to wake in an unrecognizable room. He tried to move his hands, just to find out that he wasn’t able to do so as he was tied onto the chair, along with his legs. He couldn’t scream either, as the cellophane was neatly plastered on his mouth. He glanced around the dim-lit room. There was something that resembles the locker in the mens’ room, near the swimming pool. It seemed like he was in still in the school area, fortunately.
Yoseob was going over the reason why he would be put in such situations; if these guys were just trying to kidnap him for some ransom money, then they’re out of luck.
“Hey, he’s awake,” a voice spoke.
A man, followed by two other, appeared into the blonde’s visions. Yoseob could easily recognize the faces of Shinhwa’s students; one of them was even his classmates. One of them approached him; roughly pulling out the cellophane, making Yoseob winced at the pain.
As if they could read Yoseob’s mind, one of the men, the tallest of them all answered the unspoken question, “Someone ordered us to do this.”
“Who?” Yoseob dumbly asked, while tilting his head to the side.
The three men looked at each other before bursting into laughter at the same time. “Do you really think we would give you an answer?”
A rather pervy looking guy came up to Yoseob. The blonde prepared himself for the painful punch while squishing his eyes shut, but the incoming pain just didn’t come. He then tried to steal a peek; the man was reaching for… his belt? Wait a minute.
Another man had come in aid to help the pervy guy with his work, voluntarily undressing Yoseob’s uniform. Then realization struck him; he knew physical violence was terrifying, but not as scary as he was about to experience, a sexual assault.
Yoseob was then screaming on top of his lungs, hoping in the corner of his heart someone would magically heard them and came to rescue him from these creeps. The one who had nothing to do, pulled out his pocket knife, and covered Yoseob’s mouth with a dirty rag. The muffled screams for help went unheard as the sharp blade slit down his collarbone and onto his bare chest. The chuckles he heard weren’t friendly at all. The blood started to trickle down from the open wound, and the blonde was helpless about the situation. It was three against one, not to mention his disadvantage situation.
“Tsk. He didn’t even put up a fight,” one of the strangers said. “It’s no fun.”
“He’s quite cute though. I wouldn’t mind raping him twice,” the male stroked the blonde’s cheek affectionately and traced his finger along the jaw line. The others just chuckled while nodding in agreement to the statement.
“Let’s get down to business, people.”
Yoseob felt his shirt was ripped off, and the sound of the clanking from his thrown belt. A hand unzipped his pants, and started tugging down his pants, while revealing his crotch that was merely covered by thin fabrics of his boxers to the hungry eyes of the assaulters.
“This is going to hurt just a bit,” the lie was whispered into the poor blonde’s ear. He knew this is going to turn ugly. He had to do something.
Yoseob counted to three before biting onto the palm that was covering his mouth. His attempt proved to be successful as the male winced in pain and released his grip. Yoseob knew this was his last chance to scream for help. He shouted his S.O.S, but another hand covered his mouth again, cutting off his strings of words to demand for rescue.
Yoseob thought everything was over when his boxers were pulled down, and again revealing his private areas to the creeps. He saw a faint drool on one of the assaulters’ mouth. The thought of what was going to happen sent shudders down his spine.
The blonde closed his eyes, trying to convince himself that everything was going to be okay, even though he knew it wasn’t. But he couldn’t feel anything, and was grateful of it. At least it didn’t hurt that much. But this was going longer than expected. He opened his eyes, only to see the three were stunned at their place, hands stopped on their tracks. Yoseob was confused at first, before he turned his head to his behind, and saw there was indeed someone witnessing the awful scene. F4’s Son Dongwoon.
“You guys are so fucking noisy that I can’t even sleep,” the deep voice spread around the room.
Yoseob was just as stiff as his assaulters.
It took Dongwoon a few seconds to register what has happened in front of his eyes. The blonde was tied onto the chair, ripped shirt, and blood trickling down from the fresh wound around the chest. He then turned his gaze to the three men.
“What are you guys still doing here? Get lost,” Dongwoon snapped.
The three hesitated for a bit, one of them forced out a, “But… But Doojoon-sunbae… We were just..” He looked to his companions for help, but the other was too speechless to respond.
“Get lost,” Dongwoon said again, this time with a hostile tone.
They knew this wasn’t a request, it was an order. One of the culprits turned on his heels and made a run from the room, and the others followed suit. Yoseob could literally smell their fear of this man.
A hand untied the ropes that were binding his wrists and then the one around the legs too. Yoseob bit his lip nervously as he watched the delicate fingers accidentally brushed against his own skin. When he was finally free, Dongwoon looked away. Just then Yoseob just realized he wasn’t fully clothed. He quickly pulled up his pants that were pooled around his legs earlier, and then wore his ripped shirt.
Dongwoon took off his blazer and handed them to the blonde. Yoseob looked up with hope to being able to read the male’s expressions, but failed miserably. He reached for the blonde and saw his rescuer was leaving.
“Wait!” Yoseob called out while squeezing the cloth in his palms in process.
The male stopped on his tracks, and looked back. “What?” He asked nonchalantly.
“Why did you help me?” Yoseob questioned. He was indeed curious.
“I wasn’t helping you.” Dongwoon answered with a scoff, “I just couldn’t stand these annoying acts.”
As he finished his sentence, he left Yoseob stood speechless in his place.
***
“What? You did WHAT?” Doojoon practically screamed at his three stupid subordinates.
“We… Well, tried to rape him,” One of them answered.
Doojoon’s eyes widened in horror, “Who asked you guys to rape him?” This was not exactly the torture he wanted for the blonde.
“Well, we were on the attempt of doing so, until Dongwoon-sunbae came in-“
“Wait, Dongwoon what?” Doojoon raised a curious brow, how did his friend get involved in this situation? He then waved his hand in frustration, “Okay Dongwoon aside, who asked you to do such absurd thing?”
The three idiots looked at each other, before answering with a stutter, “D-Didn’t you say to make Yang Yoseob suffer? We thought-“
“You thought wrong! Aish, get lost from here, I don’t wanna see your faces ever again in this school,” Doojoon screamed on them, a slight spit landed on the threes’ faces. “I just ordered you morons to scare him off so that he would admit his mistake, not committing a crime.”
Despite their scary looking appearance, they were just idiots with small brains. They also fear Doojoon, and any other F4. They fled from the F4’s headquarter after bowing too many times.
Doojoon slumped himself onto the red couch, cursing the idiots he gave orders to, and buried his face into the sofa. Does everyone had to be this stupid that he had to do the work all by himself? And why was Dongwoon helping the blonde? Dongwoon should be on his side.
***
“Are you okay?” Hyunseung questioned with a genuine concerned look on his face. He had understood the turn of events. He was seriously worried for his best friend for attending such horrid high school.
Yoseob merely continued on his footsteps. They were already getting off from their work.
“It’s nothing big,” Yoseob finally answered.
Hyunseung gaped on the words, not believing that just slid out from his friend’s lips. “That’s nothing big? Did you know that attempted rape is actually a crime that can results a minimum year of jail sentence? I didn’t actually think F4 was this evil.”
Yoseob was staring into the space, mind wandering off somewhere. “Not all of them, Seung. One of them is different.”
Hyunseung twitched a curious brow, “One of them? Who?”
Yoseob was ready to spell out his name, the said person appeared into his sight. But he was slightly confused on what the male was doing with the street board sign.
“Sorry Seung, I’ll tell you about it tomorrow,” Yoseob said as he rushed to Dongwoon, earning a whine of protest from Hyunseung.
When it was already near, Yoseob stopped on his tracks. He took his time to observe the beautiful view. The light brown hair was blown by the wind, the dark coffee orbs were staring with infatuation to the advertisement board. The man was literally caressing Yoon Eunhye’s cheek. Well, at least the Eunhye on the board.
“She’s indeed very pretty,” Yoseob started. “You’re her fan too?”
Dongwoon took notice of an audience, but said nothing to respond. He continued to stare on the board, while sliding down his hand on the board, ignoring the dirt he was getting on his fingers. He just didn’t care.
Yoseob ignored his ignorance and kept babbling. Excited to know his new friend(?) was also a fan of his idol. He had been worshipping Eunhye for a while now, and he was glad to have a companion for his journey.
“Not only known for her pretty face, she’s very smart too. She recently passed her French international lawyer exam. And she donated almost all the money she earned as a model to help children.”
Dongwoon turned his gaze to the blonde, “You know this woman?”
“Of course!” Yoseob enthusiastically nodded in agreement, “I’m her number one fan!”
“Fan?” Dongwoon made a face.
“Yes! To prove that I’m not lying, I knew every little thing about her! She proved everyone wrong when she didn’t take over her parents’ company after she graduated. She was an alumnus of our school too. But she seemed like she would marry someone with a royalty status or someone who may became a president, so she’s way out of my league.”
The warm expression earlier dropped and was replaced with a frown, “Every time I see you, I find you noisy and irritating.”
Yoseob gawked, not knowing how to react. “I-I was just…”
“What would you know?” Dongwoon huffed and made his leave.
Yoseob stared to the back of the F4 member, wondering what he said had made the male so angry. Why was the man so ticked off?
(Part 2)