What happens in the dark 3/?
Title: What happens in the dark 3/?
Author: seewhoiam
Genre: AU, drama, romance
Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
Pairing: KiHae
Summary: This is an AU fic in which Kibum is kidnapped and locked in a dark basement for no apparent reason. He soon realises that he is not alone.
Previous chapters: Chapter 1 Chapter 2
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Kibum didn´t last long. He tried to defend himself at first, but it was stupid to think that he could fight six other men at the same time so he covered his face and waited for it to be over. Maybe if he didn´t fight back, they would get tired.
They punched him in the face, and after that they went for his stomach. Kibum dropped to his knees, thinking that death was unavoidable at that point. Then one of the men pounded his fist again his back, and everything turned black.
*****************
As Donghae had predicted, half and hour later Kibum was thrown back in the basement. He had probably decided not to fight back, which was one of the worst ideas a newbie could have. The weak ones never made it through the first week. Those were usually the drug addicts they picked up from the streets, they were either too high or so fucked up that they couldn´t even stand on their own two feet. But Donghae had seen those kind of people before, and Kibum was definitely not one of them, which made Donghae wonder why the hell they had picked him in the first place.
They normally picked people that wouldn´t be missed if they were gone. Homeless people, drug dealers, muggers, and mostly inmigrants that had just arrived in the country. That´s what had happened to Donghae himself, he´d moved to New York in hopes of starting a new life and his free will had been taken away from him in the twinkling of an eye.
Kibum lied unconscious on the cold basement floor and if Donghae hadn´t known better, he´d probably have done something about it. But they weren´t suppossed to help each other. Hell, they weren´t even suppossed to be locked in pairs... Donghae was just an exception. Even since the... incident, Donghae hadn´t talked to anyone, not even to himself, he´d just fought and done what he´d been asked to. That´s why sometimes, he had company, because they knew that Donghae had learned his lesson. He wasn´t proud but if there was something he´d learned in there, that was to show no compassion for others.
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Kibum woke up gasping in pain because of the blows that had been inflicted on him. He sat up slowly, resting his back against the wall. His whole body hurt so badly, and he didn´t think he´d survive another beating like that. It didn´t matter how many times he made himself the same question, he still didn´t know what the hell was going on there. And the fact that there was a possibility that those guys had just beaten the hell out of him just for fun was making him feel so helpless. If bad luck was the only reason why he was there, then he was definitely fucked.
“They beat you up pretty bad, didn´t they?” said Donghae, interrupting Kibum´s thoughts.
“Not really in the mood for your sarcasm. So do me a favour and shut the fuck up.”
“Well, that´s... interesting.” Said Donghae to himself.
Seems like Kibum had taken Donghae´s previous attitude towards him a little too personally. Donghae couldn´t help but feel a little guilty for having been such an ass to a poor guy that probaby had no idea of what was going to happen to him.
Kibum actually reminded Donghae a little bit of himself when he´d first arrived. He´d felt so lost and confused, and he didn´t understand half of the things they told him, as his English wasn´t what you could call fluent. It still wasn´t. He knew some words here and there, but that´s about it. What he´d have given to have someone that spoke Korean explain him the situation. But no, he had to find out by himself. Like Kibum had just done. That´s when it hit Donghae that maybe, just maybe, he was being selfish for not wanting to help Kibum in any way. He could´ve a least told him what they were doing to do to him. But he hadn´t.
Donghae tried to make up an excuse to justify his behaviour, but other than him being a selfish son of a bitch, he couldn´t find any.
He sighed, it´s not like it was going to hurt giving Kibum some advice. He could go back to being a jerk later, when Kibum knew what was ahead of him.
Once he´d made up his mind, Donghae pulled out a cigarette lighter from his pocket.
Kibum had his eyes closed when he heard the lighter spark. He opened his eyes and, for the first time, saw Donghae´s face.
“Do I have your attention now?” asked Donghae.
“You´ve had that on you all along?”
“Well, yes.”
“Then why the hell didn´t you say so?”
“Don´t know, I guess I just...”
“You´re so full of shit, Donghae.”
“Ugh, stop being such a drama queen and listen to me alright? That´s unless you wanna be dead by tomorrow.”
When Kibum didn´t reply, Donghae couldn´t help but feel proud of himself, that had shut him up.
“Okay then. There are three things you need to know. First one, these guys are dangerous so don´t even think about trying to escape, because you won´t make it, and they´ll kill you in a heartbit. Second, if they tell you to fight, do so. If you refuse, they won´t just let you leave, they´ll get rid of you. And third, don´t trust anyone, cause it won´t do you any good. Any questions?”
“A hundred or so, but I think the answer to all of them is going to be don´t even think about it or they´ll kill you so I won´t waste your time. Just a couple of things... And why is it that you´re wearing trousers and I´m not? And most important, where the hell did you get that lighter?”
“Let´s just say that the good fighters get better treatment.”
“Huh... and how long are we suppossed to play their stupid game?”
“That´s simple. Win a number of 30 fights, and you´re a free man again.”
“Then... if you´re such a good fighter, why are you still here?”
“That´s irrelevant. Like I told you, worry about yourself.”
Kibum wondered what the deal with Donghae was. He stared at him, the light coming from the lighter wasn´t a lot, but it was enough to see him. He looked tired, had big bags under his eyes and a pretty big scar on his left cheek, which Kibum figured was probably the result of a previous fight.
And despite all these things, he still didn´t look quite like Kibum had pictured him. Who would have thought that the man he was now sharing a basement with would be... what were the words, sexy as hell?
“Oh Kibum, and one more thing. Stop staring at me, would you? It´s annoying.”
“Wh-what? I was not staring at you!”
“You so were! And that´s not fair now is it? You can see me but I can´t see you...”
And after having said that, Donghae stretched out his arm, holding the lighter closer to Kibum´s face.
“There you are! Woah, they got you pretty bad huh?”
“I guess. What about you? That scar looks awful.”
The moment Kibum said that, the light disappeared and darkness filled the basement again.
“I fucking told you. Worry about yourself.”
Before Kibum could say something else, Donghae climbed the stairs and started banging on the door yelling “I´m ready!”
Someone finally opened the door, and Donghae disappeared through it.
Kibum cursed him. Just when he was starting to think that maybe Donghae wasn´t crazy after all, he had to go and do that.
So basically, Kibum had been kidnapped by a bunch of men that wanted to watch him getting his ass kicked. He had two options, either win 30 fights and with that, his freedom, or get killed while doing so.
Oh, joy.
*********************
Donghae won his 41th fight that day.
“That was one hell of a fight, D!” said one of the kidnappers handing Donghae a wet towel. It was obvious why he was being so nice, he´d just won a good sum of money for having bet on Donghae to win.
Donghae wiped the sweat and blood from his face, ignoring the other man.
“Well well, you´re not talkative today, are you? It´s understandable, you must be tired after the beating you´ve given that poor guy, he´s almost shared the same fate as... what was his name... Oh yeah, Alex! ”
Before he could continue Donghae grabbed him by the neck, pushing him against the wall.
“If you ever say that name again, I´ll kill you. DO YOU HEAR ME? I´ll fucking kill you!”
When the others saw what was happening they grabbed Donghae, throwing him to the floor.
“That was a big mistake. Guys, you know what to do.”
*********************
When Kibum was about to die of boredom, Donghae came back. He climbed down the stairs slowly and sat on the floor without saying a word.
“So... did you win?” asked Kibum awkwardly.
“Always do.”
Kibum wanted to say something else, but he couldn´t seem to think of any kind of conversation topic for two guys locked in a basement, so he stayed in silence until Donghae spoke again.
“So, have you thought about what I told you earlier today?”
“Yeah, kind of.”
“Kind of?”
“Well, I guess I´ll have to fight, it´s not like I have a choice.”
“You do have a choice, you could always refuse to fight.”
“But wouldn´t that get me killed?”
“Yeah, but you´ll probably get killed anyway so why delay the unavoidable?”
“And how exactly did you arrive at that conclusion?”
“Well, you´re obviously not a very good fighter so...”
“Yeah? What makes you think that?”
“You just don´t look like you´d be, that´s all.”
“For your information, I´m actually a pretty good one. I used to do boxing back in Korea.”
“Fine, then show me.”
“What, now?”
“Why not? Do you have an appointment?”
“But I can´t see anything!”
“If you´re such a good fighter that shouldn´t be a problem.”
“Fine, let´s do it. But I´m afraid to inform you that I´m gonna kick your ass.”
“We´ll see about that.”
TO BE CONTINUED
Edit: Almost forgot! I made a little graphic to go with the fic hehe. In case you were wondering what the scar on Donghae´s face would look like! :DD
Author: seewhoiam
Genre: AU, drama, romance
Rating: NC-17 (eventually)
Pairing: KiHae
Summary: This is an AU fic in which Kibum is kidnapped and locked in a dark basement for no apparent reason. He soon realises that he is not alone.
Previous chapters: Chapter 1 Chapter 2
Feedback is <33
Kibum didn´t last long. He tried to defend himself at first, but it was stupid to think that he could fight six other men at the same time so he covered his face and waited for it to be over. Maybe if he didn´t fight back, they would get tired.
They punched him in the face, and after that they went for his stomach. Kibum dropped to his knees, thinking that death was unavoidable at that point. Then one of the men pounded his fist again his back, and everything turned black.
*****************
As Donghae had predicted, half and hour later Kibum was thrown back in the basement. He had probably decided not to fight back, which was one of the worst ideas a newbie could have. The weak ones never made it through the first week. Those were usually the drug addicts they picked up from the streets, they were either too high or so fucked up that they couldn´t even stand on their own two feet. But Donghae had seen those kind of people before, and Kibum was definitely not one of them, which made Donghae wonder why the hell they had picked him in the first place.
They normally picked people that wouldn´t be missed if they were gone. Homeless people, drug dealers, muggers, and mostly inmigrants that had just arrived in the country. That´s what had happened to Donghae himself, he´d moved to New York in hopes of starting a new life and his free will had been taken away from him in the twinkling of an eye.
Kibum lied unconscious on the cold basement floor and if Donghae hadn´t known better, he´d probably have done something about it. But they weren´t suppossed to help each other. Hell, they weren´t even suppossed to be locked in pairs... Donghae was just an exception. Even since the... incident, Donghae hadn´t talked to anyone, not even to himself, he´d just fought and done what he´d been asked to. That´s why sometimes, he had company, because they knew that Donghae had learned his lesson. He wasn´t proud but if there was something he´d learned in there, that was to show no compassion for others.
*****************
Kibum woke up gasping in pain because of the blows that had been inflicted on him. He sat up slowly, resting his back against the wall. His whole body hurt so badly, and he didn´t think he´d survive another beating like that. It didn´t matter how many times he made himself the same question, he still didn´t know what the hell was going on there. And the fact that there was a possibility that those guys had just beaten the hell out of him just for fun was making him feel so helpless. If bad luck was the only reason why he was there, then he was definitely fucked.
“They beat you up pretty bad, didn´t they?” said Donghae, interrupting Kibum´s thoughts.
“Not really in the mood for your sarcasm. So do me a favour and shut the fuck up.”
“Well, that´s... interesting.” Said Donghae to himself.
Seems like Kibum had taken Donghae´s previous attitude towards him a little too personally. Donghae couldn´t help but feel a little guilty for having been such an ass to a poor guy that probaby had no idea of what was going to happen to him.
Kibum actually reminded Donghae a little bit of himself when he´d first arrived. He´d felt so lost and confused, and he didn´t understand half of the things they told him, as his English wasn´t what you could call fluent. It still wasn´t. He knew some words here and there, but that´s about it. What he´d have given to have someone that spoke Korean explain him the situation. But no, he had to find out by himself. Like Kibum had just done. That´s when it hit Donghae that maybe, just maybe, he was being selfish for not wanting to help Kibum in any way. He could´ve a least told him what they were doing to do to him. But he hadn´t.
Donghae tried to make up an excuse to justify his behaviour, but other than him being a selfish son of a bitch, he couldn´t find any.
He sighed, it´s not like it was going to hurt giving Kibum some advice. He could go back to being a jerk later, when Kibum knew what was ahead of him.
Once he´d made up his mind, Donghae pulled out a cigarette lighter from his pocket.
Kibum had his eyes closed when he heard the lighter spark. He opened his eyes and, for the first time, saw Donghae´s face.
“Do I have your attention now?” asked Donghae.
“You´ve had that on you all along?”
“Well, yes.”
“Then why the hell didn´t you say so?”
“Don´t know, I guess I just...”
“You´re so full of shit, Donghae.”
“Ugh, stop being such a drama queen and listen to me alright? That´s unless you wanna be dead by tomorrow.”
When Kibum didn´t reply, Donghae couldn´t help but feel proud of himself, that had shut him up.
“Okay then. There are three things you need to know. First one, these guys are dangerous so don´t even think about trying to escape, because you won´t make it, and they´ll kill you in a heartbit. Second, if they tell you to fight, do so. If you refuse, they won´t just let you leave, they´ll get rid of you. And third, don´t trust anyone, cause it won´t do you any good. Any questions?”
“A hundred or so, but I think the answer to all of them is going to be don´t even think about it or they´ll kill you so I won´t waste your time. Just a couple of things... And why is it that you´re wearing trousers and I´m not? And most important, where the hell did you get that lighter?”
“Let´s just say that the good fighters get better treatment.”
“Huh... and how long are we suppossed to play their stupid game?”
“That´s simple. Win a number of 30 fights, and you´re a free man again.”
“Then... if you´re such a good fighter, why are you still here?”
“That´s irrelevant. Like I told you, worry about yourself.”
Kibum wondered what the deal with Donghae was. He stared at him, the light coming from the lighter wasn´t a lot, but it was enough to see him. He looked tired, had big bags under his eyes and a pretty big scar on his left cheek, which Kibum figured was probably the result of a previous fight.
And despite all these things, he still didn´t look quite like Kibum had pictured him. Who would have thought that the man he was now sharing a basement with would be... what were the words, sexy as hell?
“Oh Kibum, and one more thing. Stop staring at me, would you? It´s annoying.”
“Wh-what? I was not staring at you!”
“You so were! And that´s not fair now is it? You can see me but I can´t see you...”
And after having said that, Donghae stretched out his arm, holding the lighter closer to Kibum´s face.
“There you are! Woah, they got you pretty bad huh?”
“I guess. What about you? That scar looks awful.”
The moment Kibum said that, the light disappeared and darkness filled the basement again.
“I fucking told you. Worry about yourself.”
Before Kibum could say something else, Donghae climbed the stairs and started banging on the door yelling “I´m ready!”
Someone finally opened the door, and Donghae disappeared through it.
Kibum cursed him. Just when he was starting to think that maybe Donghae wasn´t crazy after all, he had to go and do that.
So basically, Kibum had been kidnapped by a bunch of men that wanted to watch him getting his ass kicked. He had two options, either win 30 fights and with that, his freedom, or get killed while doing so.
Oh, joy.
*********************
Donghae won his 41th fight that day.
“That was one hell of a fight, D!” said one of the kidnappers handing Donghae a wet towel. It was obvious why he was being so nice, he´d just won a good sum of money for having bet on Donghae to win.
Donghae wiped the sweat and blood from his face, ignoring the other man.
“Well well, you´re not talkative today, are you? It´s understandable, you must be tired after the beating you´ve given that poor guy, he´s almost shared the same fate as... what was his name... Oh yeah, Alex! ”
Before he could continue Donghae grabbed him by the neck, pushing him against the wall.
“If you ever say that name again, I´ll kill you. DO YOU HEAR ME? I´ll fucking kill you!”
When the others saw what was happening they grabbed Donghae, throwing him to the floor.
“That was a big mistake. Guys, you know what to do.”
*********************
When Kibum was about to die of boredom, Donghae came back. He climbed down the stairs slowly and sat on the floor without saying a word.
“So... did you win?” asked Kibum awkwardly.
“Always do.”
Kibum wanted to say something else, but he couldn´t seem to think of any kind of conversation topic for two guys locked in a basement, so he stayed in silence until Donghae spoke again.
“So, have you thought about what I told you earlier today?”
“Yeah, kind of.”
“Kind of?”
“Well, I guess I´ll have to fight, it´s not like I have a choice.”
“You do have a choice, you could always refuse to fight.”
“But wouldn´t that get me killed?”
“Yeah, but you´ll probably get killed anyway so why delay the unavoidable?”
“And how exactly did you arrive at that conclusion?”
“Well, you´re obviously not a very good fighter so...”
“Yeah? What makes you think that?”
“You just don´t look like you´d be, that´s all.”
“For your information, I´m actually a pretty good one. I used to do boxing back in Korea.”
“Fine, then show me.”
“What, now?”
“Why not? Do you have an appointment?”
“But I can´t see anything!”
“If you´re such a good fighter that shouldn´t be a problem.”
“Fine, let´s do it. But I´m afraid to inform you that I´m gonna kick your ass.”
“We´ll see about that.”
TO BE CONTINUED
Edit: Almost forgot! I made a little graphic to go with the fic hehe. In case you were wondering what the scar on Donghae´s face would look like! :DD