"Please don't get too hurt. I can't stand to see you hurt." Jimin looked at Tae, desperate and afraid. He'd do whatever it took to keep Tae safe, even if he had to suffer himself. He couldn't let his friend always take the brunt of their stupidity.

Ten lowered his head and hell, Cheon wasn't wrong but then, he'd never been close to anyone. He knew he was a coward, he knew he got these two into trouble more than once and he'd basically fucked up beyond redemption but he was scared. Cheon had a way of getting to him, he usually able to counter him and move forward, not let it get to him, but this time around was different.

Cheon was angrier. That made him scarier. Cuffed and collared, for the first time in his life, he actually felt a lot of shame over it. It didn't feel good. "I care about you, master." Whatever kept him alive.