"Yoongi is a real man." Jimin cringed away from his touch, hitting his head against the back of the wall as he tried to keep away from him. "If you put your dick in my mouth, I will bite it off." He hissed out his words, trying to make him as afraid as he could manage. Which wasn't much, he imagined, given that Jimin had nothing on Cheon.

Behind him, Ten pulled his cuffs as low down as he could, using his hands for balance and slowly moving his legs through his arms to bring the cuffs forward. Even move was slow and deliberate, careful not to draw attention.