"I--I-- oh, fuck it. I've been in debt since I was 16, it doesn't get any better. Why not make it worse? If I'm going to die over money, I'd rather die wearing Gucci, you know? And then when they bury me, they'll be like 'dumb kid but great taste' and I like that legac." He'd wracked up so much debt at this point, the idea of paying it off was laughable. He thought it would just be easier to make it worse and worse.
He shivered a little as Hobi ran a finger along his stomach, biting down on his lower lip as he watched him. "I am a good boy. I just have poor money skills is all."
"You could be a good boy. You just need someone to teach you." Hobi looked him over, then pulled on the waistband of his jeans, just to make sure he was even wearing underwear. That done he pulled back, still keeping his phone pointed at him. He wanted a good look. "Take your clothes off. Keep on the underwear."
He said it calmly, as if it wasn't an unusual order to give at all. At least it wasn't cold tonight. Hobi watched him, curious to see how he'd react. It was always exciting at the start of a game.
"What? ... Here?" Sure, there weren't a lot of people around but he wasn't sure if he wanted to stand around in his underwear. It wasn't cold but it wasn't nice either. "I can't, what if someone sees me? Look, if you want me to get naked, I'm all for that but in a bedroom." Where he could control what would happen a bit better.
That was what he wanted but he felt a strong pang of fear over disobeying. This was a mob boss. Should he question him? He eyed the entrance to the alleyway and started to undo the buttons on his shirt. "I shouldn't."
"What you shouldn't do is test me." Hobi said it with a smile, happy enough. Of course he was, he wasn't the one forced to strip down. It was a thrill, watching Ten do it in spite of his misgivings. Not a bad body either, even with the bruising going on right now. He was glad he got a hold of him before he got harmed further. When Ten was undressed, Hobi waved to one of his bodyguards, who took the cue and gathered up the clothes.
Then he held his hand out to Ten, wriggling his fingers to make him come over and hold it. "Let's go back inside. I want another drink."
"Woah, woah, hey! No! Those are mine!" They took his clothes! What the hell? They were expensive. He yelped and reached for them but the bodyguard was gone before he could do anything. And he were there, in his black underwear which didn't really hide a lot, very aware that he'd just walked into a trap. "I can't go into the club like this! Come on, I'm just in my underwear."
Was this really the game they were playing? This guy seemed to be getting off on it. With great reluctance, he came over and took the man's hand, holding it lightly. "Embarrassing me won't get your money back." It was a good thing he had a nice body.
"What's embarrassing?" Hobi leaned down and kissed his lips gently, careful to avoid actually touching him anywhere he was bruised. He wanted this to be sweet, it was always about keeping the right balance. "You are beautiful, sweetheart. I just want to show off what's mine, is that so wrong?"
He smiled just for him, then pulled back in favour of heading into the club, very aware that people were staring. But who was going to say anything, given who he was? Hobi wasn't exactly concerned. He headed right for the VIP section, where Tae was sitting and currently looking at his phone, looking up when Hobi walked up with the almost naked kid.
The kiss may have been nice but this was not. Everyone was staring at him, everyone must have known he'd done something wrong and it was pretty damn embarrassing. And cold. It was cold. Even inside the club, he felt kind of chilly. Usually, he could walk around in whatever and feel comfortable but this was all so uncertain, too complicated to be comfortable in.
So he just kept holding Hobi's hand and playing along, glad he was wearing nice underwear. He looked up and glared at Tae. "Funny."
"I just got him. Be nice." Hobi sat back down where he'd sat before, curling a hand around Ten's hip to coax him into sitting down on his lap. It might help him feel a little less chilly. "He got beaten up in front of the club and you know what a soft heart I have."
Tae nodded, clearly amused. "Yes, you are a saint."
"That's Taetae, Ten. He's been with me for a long time."
Tae lifted both hands making victory signs and smiled brightly. "I'm so lucky! Nice to meet you, Ten."
Ten sat in Hobi's lap, not his first time doing so. He'd done all these things before with scary men who had too much money. Didn't make it any less scary but it had a normalcy to it. He just had to wonder if he really had a soft heart or if this was all going to end pretty badly.
"Nice to meet you too." It wasn't. He eyed up Tea doubtfully, wondering where he kept his gun. Pretty guy though, he had to appreciate that.
Looking around the club, he watched a few people staring at them before looking away with a frown. "How do I pay you back, sir? I really don't have that kind of money."
"A 100k. Double the amount he owed." Hobi didn't really like haggling, seemed cheap. He'd leave that to the Min Clan. He reached for his drink and offered it to Ten. "Do you want anything?" Had to take care of him, after all.
"Don't worry your pretty head about it. You just keep doing whatever I ask you to do, learn some lessons and you'll work off the debt."
Tae wondered what it'd be like to be in Ten's situation, but it was a hard thing to imagine. "Just trust him. Hobi hyung's very good at what he does."
"I believe he is but trust ain't easy. There's not a lot to take from the word of a gang member sitting in front of his boss. Just saying." Every boss was kind at first, every boss played this game. Maybe less sexual but they all acted understanding and kind. Then they weren't.
Ten took the drink and hastily knocked back all of it, wincing at the strength but desperately needing a little something.
He tilted his head back, eyes shimmering wet and his lips glistening. Oh yeah, he knew what he was doing. "I'm always such a good boy, I promise. I wouldn't do anything bad. Just let me work it off and I won't let you down."
"We'll see about that. You should hope so, for your own sake." Hobi leaned in and caught Ten's lips in a kiss, since he was clearly baiting him anyway and he saw nothing wrong in letting himself be baited in this case. He was a good kisser and where was the harm?
Tae held up the empty glass, getting another one for Hobi from one of the waiters, then he looked at his phone again, since he wasn't about to just watch people make out and between Cheon and Jimin on the dance floor and Hobi and Ten right there he had two choices of that.
"You taste sweet." Hobi approved. "You'll come home with me tonight."
"Okay, I will." Fucking his way out of debt? Sure, why not? Hobi was handsome, a good kisser and he was always down for sex. Most of the time, at least. What was a better way to work off debt - hard work or orgasms? It was an easy answer. He reached up, playing with Hobi's tie and going right to the knot, undoing it a little. "You can do whatever you want to me."
He guessed for 100k, that was only fair. That was a lot to pay for someone.
"He will anyway," Tae commented drily, but with a smirk, yelping playfully when Hobi reached out to hit him over the head for the comment.
"Stop being a brat." Or he supposed he'd have to make him stop. Not that Tae was wrong, he very much planned on doing whatever he wanted to him. He glanced down briefly at his tie, smiling a little as his creativity started to flow. Maybe there was something there. "I'm cutting you off, by the way. If you want expensive clothes, you'll have to earn them. If you're good, I'll treat you."
"Cutting me off? Eh... okay." Well, he couldn't really stop him and he was good at hiding his stuff so maybe he could pull this off still. How much would a big boss guy be able to monitor him. He had an overdraft of a thousand so he still had some spending money. "I won't buy anything, sir. Promise." Except those shoes he wanted. And that lamp. Maybe some snacks too.
"I'm always good, I'll earn what I can." He watched the Tae guy curiously, wondering if he was an enforcer or not. He didn't look it but looks didn't mean a lot in this kind of industry.
Hobi followed Ten's eyes, smiling immediately and leaning in to stage whisper. "He is awfully pretty, isn't he? I had him created in a lab to have the perfect looks."
Glancing up from his phone, Tae laughed and then nodded, easily going along with it. "I'm almost three years old now."
"That would explain why you are still such a brat." Maybe he was on to something here. "You should see him when I play with him, Ten, I know how to draw out the real beauty. I'll help you with that too." There were a lot of nice pictures to take.
"Oh yeah, he's so well made. You're a master craftsman, sir." Ten laughed as he looked at Tae, hard to not see the perfection that he radiated. He almost wanted to touch his skin, it looked so soft. So beautiful. Woah, what a beautiful guy and yet, here he sat. Alone and bored looking.
Why wasn't he out there working it and getting himself someone pretty?
"You'll teach me how to be beautiful, sir? I can't wait to see." Though there was an edge to those words that gave him pause. What exactly did he have in mind?
"Feel free to touch him, he doesn't mind." Hobi figured he might as well, mostly to teach Tae a lesson for being so insolent. No need to be so put out just because his best friend was dating a jerk. "They stop him on the street to ask him to be an idol."
It was pretty funny actually, given what Tae actually was. "I'll draw out the best in you. I can find it in anyone." A few weeks and he was sure Ten would learn. "You'll know how to actually be a good boy very soon."
Not that he liked breaking people. He just wanted them to know how to behave when they felt like behaving was the best call to make.
Ten shook his head politely and just stayed where he was, watching the club and keeping himself on alert. He felt stupid, sure, but he was almost naked in a club so he was allowed to. He rested in his head on Hobi's chest and just relaxed a litle.
"No, the guy he's humping." Tae glanced over at Jimin and Cheon for a moment, rolling his eyes. "I swear, he used to have better taste. I hate this guy."
"He's nice to Jimin." So far. "Not much we can do." Hobi shrugged his shoulders, reaching up to take off his tie, which had already be loosened by Ten. He didn't want the boy to get bored after all. "Put your hands together for me, Ten? Thank you."
"That's Cheon." Oh. Ten knew him. Oooh, that was not good. Of course, he had a poke face enough to hide his feelings and he really didn't feel like getting involved so he just watched instead. "He's an okay guy. Bit of a temper but he's sweet." Pffffft. Hilarious.
Frowning, Ten looked back and watched him take off the tie, putting two and two together. "What, here? In front of everyone?"
Wasn't this the kind of thing they did in private? "Shouldn't we go to the back room?"
"Who's going to stop me?" Hobi was just asking. "If Min Yoongi can shoot a man in the middle of his club and everyone just thinks it's badass, I can have my kind of fun in my club anywhere I want it."
Tae rolled his eyes. "Your dick is bigger than Min Yoongi's, we get it." Same old, same old. But Hobi had a point, it wasn't as if anyone could stop him from doing whatever he wanted here. Honestly, he was just glad Jimin for once didn't have to be here to listen to Hobi vent about Min Yoongi.
"He shot a man in the middle of his club? Shit." He'd been avoiding gangs for so long now, he didn't know what was going on in that world. Now he did and it was pretty intense. He guessed the main boss of the clan had changed then? Oh. Great. More power struggles.
With great reluctance, he raised his hands and put his wrists together. "It's less about stopping and more about proper fun. You can't have any real fun in a club. Your bedroom, on the other hand? Way better."
"Min Yoongi does that if you don't show him respect." Another upside to Jimin being busy, Tae could let his fascination with the man show. A little at least, he still had to be wary of Hobi. "He's dangerous. You are much better off with the Jung family, you got lucky. No one is better than Hobi."
Hobi snorted at the transparent compliment, but he accepted it, while already tying Ten's wrists together with ease, perhaps betraying that this was far from his first rodeo. "Oh, I really do have a lot to show you. With me, you can have real fun anywhere. You'll see."
"I guess I will." He supposed he was better off with the kinky Jungs than anyone from the Min clan who'd just shoot him and leaving him dying in a gutter somewhere. He should be grateful but mostly, he was just uncomfortable and wary. He let Hobi finish tying his hands and let them drop into his lap, trying to be a good boy.
This had been a weird night. "You're very skilled. Usually guys fuck this up so easily, they make the knot so loose." Not, wasn't his first time either. He tested the bonds and hummed in approval. "Solid work."
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He shivered a little as Hobi ran a finger along his stomach, biting down on his lower lip as he watched him. "I am a good boy. I just have poor money skills is all."
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He said it calmly, as if it wasn't an unusual order to give at all. At least it wasn't cold tonight. Hobi watched him, curious to see how he'd react. It was always exciting at the start of a game.
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That was what he wanted but he felt a strong pang of fear over disobeying. This was a mob boss. Should he question him? He eyed the entrance to the alleyway and started to undo the buttons on his shirt. "I shouldn't."
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Then he held his hand out to Ten, wriggling his fingers to make him come over and hold it. "Let's go back inside. I want another drink."
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Was this really the game they were playing? This guy seemed to be getting off on it. With great reluctance, he came over and took the man's hand, holding it lightly. "Embarrassing me won't get your money back." It was a good thing he had a nice body.
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He smiled just for him, then pulled back in favour of heading into the club, very aware that people were staring. But who was going to say anything, given who he was? Hobi wasn't exactly concerned. He headed right for the VIP section, where Tae was sitting and currently looking at his phone, looking up when Hobi walked up with the almost naked kid.
"...boss, you got something on your hand."
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So he just kept holding Hobi's hand and playing along, glad he was wearing nice underwear. He looked up and glared at Tae. "Funny."
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Tae nodded, clearly amused. "Yes, you are a saint."
"That's Taetae, Ten. He's been with me for a long time."
Tae lifted both hands making victory signs and smiled brightly. "I'm so lucky! Nice to meet you, Ten."
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"Nice to meet you too." It wasn't. He eyed up Tea doubtfully, wondering where he kept his gun. Pretty guy though, he had to appreciate that.
Looking around the club, he watched a few people staring at them before looking away with a frown. "How do I pay you back, sir? I really don't have that kind of money."
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"A 100k. Double the amount he owed." Hobi didn't really like haggling, seemed cheap. He'd leave that to the Min Clan. He reached for his drink and offered it to Ten. "Do you want anything?" Had to take care of him, after all.
"Don't worry your pretty head about it. You just keep doing whatever I ask you to do, learn some lessons and you'll work off the debt."
Tae wondered what it'd be like to be in Ten's situation, but it was a hard thing to imagine. "Just trust him. Hobi hyung's very good at what he does."
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Ten took the drink and hastily knocked back all of it, wincing at the strength but desperately needing a little something.
He tilted his head back, eyes shimmering wet and his lips glistening. Oh yeah, he knew what he was doing. "I'm always such a good boy, I promise. I wouldn't do anything bad. Just let me work it off and I won't let you down."
He probably would. He really wanted new shoes.
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Tae held up the empty glass, getting another one for Hobi from one of the waiters, then he looked at his phone again, since he wasn't about to just watch people make out and between Cheon and Jimin on the dance floor and Hobi and Ten right there he had two choices of that.
"You taste sweet." Hobi approved. "You'll come home with me tonight."
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He guessed for 100k, that was only fair. That was a lot to pay for someone.
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"Stop being a brat." Or he supposed he'd have to make him stop. Not that Tae was wrong, he very much planned on doing whatever he wanted to him. He glanced down briefly at his tie, smiling a little as his creativity started to flow. Maybe there was something there. "I'm cutting you off, by the way. If you want expensive clothes, you'll have to earn them. If you're good, I'll treat you."
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"I'm always good, I'll earn what I can." He watched the Tae guy curiously, wondering if he was an enforcer or not. He didn't look it but looks didn't mean a lot in this kind of industry.
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Glancing up from his phone, Tae laughed and then nodded, easily going along with it. "I'm almost three years old now."
"That would explain why you are still such a brat." Maybe he was on to something here. "You should see him when I play with him, Ten, I know how to draw out the real beauty. I'll help you with that too." There were a lot of nice pictures to take.
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Why wasn't he out there working it and getting himself someone pretty?
"You'll teach me how to be beautiful, sir? I can't wait to see." Though there was an edge to those words that gave him pause. What exactly did he have in mind?
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It was pretty funny actually, given what Tae actually was. "I'll draw out the best in you. I can find it in anyone." A few weeks and he was sure Ten would learn. "You'll know how to actually be a good boy very soon."
Not that he liked breaking people. He just wanted them to know how to behave when they felt like behaving was the best call to make.
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"I hope so. I want to be good. For you, sir."
Oh yeah, he knew how to play this.
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"No, the guy he's humping." Tae glanced over at Jimin and Cheon for a moment, rolling his eyes. "I swear, he used to have better taste. I hate this guy."
"He's nice to Jimin." So far. "Not much we can do." Hobi shrugged his shoulders, reaching up to take off his tie, which had already be loosened by Ten. He didn't want the boy to get bored after all. "Put your hands together for me, Ten? Thank you."
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Frowning, Ten looked back and watched him take off the tie, putting two and two together. "What, here? In front of everyone?"
Wasn't this the kind of thing they did in private? "Shouldn't we go to the back room?"
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Tae rolled his eyes. "Your dick is bigger than Min Yoongi's, we get it." Same old, same old. But Hobi had a point, it wasn't as if anyone could stop him from doing whatever he wanted here. Honestly, he was just glad Jimin for once didn't have to be here to listen to Hobi vent about Min Yoongi.
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With great reluctance, he raised his hands and put his wrists together. "It's less about stopping and more about proper fun. You can't have any real fun in a club. Your bedroom, on the other hand? Way better."
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Hobi snorted at the transparent compliment, but he accepted it, while already tying Ten's wrists together with ease, perhaps betraying that this was far from his first rodeo. "Oh, I really do have a lot to show you. With me, you can have real fun anywhere. You'll see."
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This had been a weird night. "You're very skilled. Usually guys fuck this up so easily, they make the knot so loose." Not, wasn't his first time either. He tested the bonds and hummed in approval. "Solid work."
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