"You can have something if you can name to me five things you've done since your last dose. It was two days ago, right? 56 hours. And in that time, without a hit, what have you been doing?" Namjoon loved Hobi in his own way but he was entirely too dependent on the pills. A great method on control but not one that meant anything good.
When he didn't have pills, he almost stopped existing. His brain turned into mush and he just lamented his lack of drugs. "What did you do at breakfast this morning?" Other than stare dead ahead and ignore his porridge.
"Eat." He assumed. It was breakfast, so that made sense. Hobi smiled happily, giving himself a thumbs-up and glancing up at Namjoon hopefully. Aced it. "Ten was talking." Wait, that sounded passive. It had been passive, but... "We talked. About sex."
He assumed. It was Ten, what else could he be talking about? "The janitor. And the doctor." Yeah, that might have actually happened. Maybe not today. "He has a big dick."
Which one? Honestly, he didn't know. Maybe both. "There. I ate and I talked to Ten."
That wasn't really five things, but talking to Ten was exhausting at times. "Oh, and sex. We had sex."
Mostly Ten riding him, but still. Happened. "I want to be awake, Joon, please! I'm so good."
"Ten says everyone has a big dick." It was almost never true. He wondered how active Hobi had been and he knew for a fact that active would not stop Ten from going at it. The little bastard would fuck anything. He caught him humping Tae once while he was trying to nap, he had a hell of a time controlling him.
"So everything you did today was with Ten? Cause Ten has been whining about being bored for the past half an hour of rec time."
Clearly Hobi wasn't being very stimulating. Turning to face him, he regarded Hobi carefully and then leaned forward a little. "One pill. I'll give you one. Then we have some planning to discuss. If you have too many, you won't be awake, you'll just zone out and be useless to me. Do you want to be useless to me?"
"No. Just give me something, so I have a brain." And energy and drive and focus and so that there was something in the world. Right now there didn't seem to be much outside of Namjoon and his ability to give and take away and he hated it, hated him and he needed it, needed him and he loved it, loved him. He rubbed his face against Namjoon's thigh and sighed. "I'll be better. Give me something, Joon. I'll do whatever you want."
"Good. I'm glad." Of course he had something, he always had something. Sewn into the seam of his uniform, he had pills and it seemed as if he magicked them from nowhere sometimes. He held up a capsule for Hobi, something to kick him into gear. Blue and red, his favourite kind of pill, the one that gave him a bit of a boost. Clearly he needed a better mood today. "Open wide and say ahhhhh."
Playfully, he waited for Hobi to open his mouth before slipping the pill in, placing it on his tongue. "Okay. Swallow."
Hobi grinned and swallowed readily, listening to Namjoon obediently and very happily too. He hugged his own legs against his chest and waited for the pill to kick in, wondering if he was losing time again. Probably.
Be that as it may, he finally stretched, basically pulling up his whole body with his arms behind him and lifting himself up, moving in a way most people couldn't really do before he came to sit again, eyes bright now as he looked up at Namjoon.
Namjoon smiled, almost friendly, clearly amused by Hobi. As the days went on and became months and even years, he had grown fond these oddballs and lunatics. He really did want to protect them but this was for the greater good. They were weak, they needed him. And he would take care of every last one of them if he had to. "I have a date set. You can't tell anyone until I say so but in three weeks, on the Friday, we make our move."
And he had some very special jobs for Hobi. "You're going to help me make the whole place go wild. Got it?"
"Got it, boss." Hobi made a victory sign and looked around to see whether Ten was here, because slowly the rest of the world existed again and he felt bad for neglecting Ten. He wondered where Jimin was, but perhaps it was better not to see him. He was never sure. Yeah, no, Ten was much easier.
"Do you have anything for me to do now? I'm a good boy, I get things done." Sometimes. When he could make himself live. "Am I killing anyone?"
He didn't really want to do that again. Solitary was hell. Literally.
"Yes, there's a few we may have to get rid of but I'm not looking for a high body count from us. It's easy to get the others to do it so if it does backfire, we'll be safer." With a smile, he raised his hand and made a whistling sound, getting some focus in on him. "Ten? Come!"
It wasn't long before the boy came rushing over, he sensed Hobi was looking for him and, to be honest, he needed to talk to him too. "Hey, guys. You called." Ten smirked and looked playfully over at Hobi. "Someone is looking more perky."
"Focus." He needed them all focused. "We have a plan to prepare for. I need someone small, slim and flexible to get through the vent system for me."
"Ten is very flexible," Hobi assured Namjoon while pulling Ten into his lap and wrapping his arms around him so he could easily prop his chin up on his shoulder. They could have much better sex now. Even better soon, when Namjoon stopped only giving him a little at a time. He needed more, he wanted more.
"I look out for Ten and Jimin. You look out for Tae." Of course, Namjoon always did. "Are we keeping anyone else safe?"
"Everyone is fair game but I have three exceptions so listen up and don't fuck it up. If you see any of them in crisis, you help." Namjoon raised three fingers and made sure he had his attention and focus. "We need to keep Jungkook--"
"Oh, he's hot." Ten grinned excitedly and wriggled in Hobi's lap.
"-- Safe. Taehyung is attached and I promised that he could keep him safe so we make sure Tae gets him. Then second is Doctor Kim Seokjin--"
"Oh, he's even hotter. He makes me want to just--"
"Shut up, Ten!" Namjoon snapped as he reached over and lightly slapped him. Of course, that just turned him on more but he tried not to look at his obvious boner. "I call dibs. Keep him alive. The last the janitor, Min Yoongi. If he's unlucky enough to be here, we have to contain him safely. I think maybe the Radio station on the top floor for now."
"I like Min Yoongi. Good music." Hobi liked to dance, anything that got him a beat was good, but Min Yoongi had actually really good music and so it was worth even more. Hobi lifted his hand to cover Ten's mouth, just in case he said even more things Namjoon wouldn't approve of, which was likely.
"Listen, Joon, when you say safe... I mean, we'll need something, I guess we can get the jackets they use?" He doubted that Jungkook was the type to just submit. Same with Min Yoongi, actually, now that he thought about it, but at least that guy looked a lot weaker. With the doctor it was hard to tell. "And, like... can we play?"
"I'll get jackets and the guards outside have guns, I already have some guys on that. Trust me. The issue is more containing those instead but given the sheer number of us to them? We'll be fine. With guys like Min Yoongi, a sea of people coming at him? I doubt he'll fight for long. The main challenge is controlling the hoard."
Ten mumbled something behind Hobi's hand and then playfully licked it to try and get it off.
"Once you see them down, secure them. Tie them down. I'm going to give everyone one of two rolls of duct tape, I know where it's kept. Jimin is getting them for me." He could easily seduce his way into the supply closet. "In what way do you want to play, Hobi?"
He hadn't really thought about that. "No playing with Min Yoongi regardless." He liked him too much. Somehow.
"Aw, no? You're being possessive." Hobi grinned and tightened his hold over Ten's mouth, wrapping his other arm around him and letting it trail down until he could get a hold of his boner. Well, he was going to be distracted either way, might as well let the kid have some fun.
"There's many ways to play, you know that. I'm good at playing." When he felt up to it, anyway. "With duct tape and so many other things. Ten knows." Not that Ten was allowed to talk right now. "So can I play with Jungkook? With the doctor? Inquiring minds want to know. Can I edge them?"
Ten whined weakly and jerked forward, not even hesitating. Rolling his eyes, Namjoon watched them and tried to ignore it. He wondered if Doctor Kim had anything to keep Ten under control yet, nymphomania was a tricky bitch to control. "Min Yoongi is to be secured in the hospital radio station, nothing else. Tie him to a chair, gag him and leave him there. Make sure you lock and barricade the door. Everyone else?"
Namjoon shrugged dismissively. He didn't overly give a shit. "Fair game. Only don't fuck Jin, I have a theory he's a virgin and I want to call dibs on that." He shrugged, feeling a little stubborn. "Mine." The talk, even if it wasn't aimed at him, was getting to Ten and he was squirming in need. "I could not give a shit with Jungkook, I don't even trust the guards. Honestly, I'd rather you got him before Tae. Break him in. If he upsets Tae, he's dead and you know Tae will be mourn."
"Got it. The doctor's ass is yours, but we get to play. You hear that, Ten?" Hobi whispered the words right against Ten's ear, using the pitch that he knew drove him even wilder. It was so much more fun, playing with Ten when he was like this. That was what he wanted, to be in the world, to hang with his friends, to play with Ten all day long. "No foul play with Min Yoongi and a lot of foul play with Jungkook."
Sounded like fun to him. "Tae really likes that guard, huh? I'm surprised you haven't had me kill him yet. Are you getting lenient?"
"If we're doing this, Tae might get restless and bored. He has this whole idea in his head of growing up and having a boyfriend. I don't even know if this guy is gay or not but he is going to do that for my brother or he's going to die." Simple as. He could give his brother anything he wanted and he was determined to prove that to him. He said he could have Jungkook so he could have him. "If he causes problems, you can fix them. Correct his behaviour like you do so well with Ten."
Ten whined in protest. He behaved perfectly. He was a gentlemen. He just happened to be bucking wildly in Hobi's lap, desperate for touch. It meant he was needy, not ill behaved.
"Keep an eye on Jiminie too. You know how to gets."
"You're keeping me very busy..." Well, he felt that was fair to point out. "Do I get a leash for Jimin?" He was joking, mostly. The thought was appealing. Hobi turned his head to the side and nipped Ten's neck, just to drive him even wilder. He knew he was bound to make himself come soon at this rate, it never took that much with Ten. Edging him was a challenge, not that he didn't manage, but he felt that maybe Ten deserved some satisfaction and release today.
"I'll make sure Jungkook will be a nice boyfriend for your baby brother. Tae is pretty, I'm sure even a straight guy can get into him. Ten would do him, wouldn't you?" Of course Ten would.
"I'll have others doing the same. You know your main job, focus on the little bits as an after thought. If you see Jimin trying to kill someone or Jungkook going after Tae, step in. Otherwise, focus up." He was going to be doing the same but he had a lot more work that anyone. He had to get to the computers, secure all the keys to this place, get to the medicine cabinet before anyone realised and probably handle a few doctors himself.
Ten nodded eagerly at the idea of fucking Tae, he'd tried a few times but he'd never been allowed to get further. He kept moving against Hobi, whining needily and Namjoon just kept ignoring him. Even ignored him when his face screwed up and he whimpered, clearly coming in his pants. "Who was that doctor who tried to get you locked in solitary until you could control your drug addiction? I forgot his name."
"I know my main job. You'll be doing a lo of work, boss, is that why you're getting two boyfriends out of the deal?" Seemed fair enough, but also amusing. He didn't know Namjoon to be tat interested in people, so of course he had to tease him a little. He finally let go of Ten, but left him sit in his lap, even as he leaned back on his hands, his expression and mood darkening considerably.
Ten sagged in Hobi's lap but cuddled close, feeling his mood change and his body tense up. Namjoon watched him and then nodded his head slowly. "I'm going to put him in solitary. See how long it takes for him to starve to death. You can watch every single day if you feel like it." That was his gift to Hobi. He owed his hyung a lot really and besides, Dr Lang was a sadistic little shit. He also put Jimin on medication that made him a useless zombie.
"And Yoongi is not my boyfriend, it's just--"
"His big dick, I know. If you stare at his pants long enough, you can see the outline." Ten, of course, had been staring.
"You are so sweet to me, Joon." Hobi smiled happily and reached out to give Namjoon's arm a squeeze, feeling more at ease now he knew there would be revenge. It set his mind at rest. Good. That made the world make more sense.
But that also meant that he was paying attention to what Namjoon was saying and that made him curious. He shook his head. "Hush, Ten. I mean it."
Because he wanted to hear this. "It's just what?"
Jin was one thing. Everyone wanted a go with the new doctor. So sweet, looking like an actor right from screen, dreamy and beautiful and ever so kind. Of course Namjoon would call dibs, it was only right, he was on top of the hierarchy. But how did Min Yoongi fit in?
"It's nothing. Never mind. Fuck it. I want Jin and I want Min Yoongi secured and not touched. I don't have to fucking explain myself, do I?" He was a little angsty, he knew it, a little uneasy and jittery. He blamed the plan for it, he doubted it was anything else. He didn't like Yoongi, not really. He just liked his taste in music.
Tomorrow he'd get the paper, circle some jobs. Then it wouldn't even have to come up. Maybe he could find him something out of Seoul.
He wanted him far away. Nowhere near him. He didn't do friends. "He's just a janitor. I don't want him dead. That's all."
"Fine, fine. As you say, boss. No touching or hurting or playing with Min Yoongi and playing with the doctor, but no fucking. And a whole range of games for little Jungkook."
Who really wasn't very little, but whatever. This would be fun to do.
"You know, Namjoon, you're cute." Hobi laughed, reaching out to ruffle his hair. Whatever, he was his hyung still. "I like it."
Namjoon got up and stormed off, leaving the two idiots alone so he could go and circle more jobs in the paper. Fucking idiot, why wasn't he just leaving his job?
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When he didn't have pills, he almost stopped existing. His brain turned into mush and he just lamented his lack of drugs. "What did you do at breakfast this morning?" Other than stare dead ahead and ignore his porridge.
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He assumed. It was Ten, what else could he be talking about? "The janitor. And the doctor." Yeah, that might have actually happened. Maybe not today. "He has a big dick."
Which one? Honestly, he didn't know. Maybe both. "There. I ate and I talked to Ten."
That wasn't really five things, but talking to Ten was exhausting at times. "Oh, and sex. We had sex."
Mostly Ten riding him, but still. Happened. "I want to be awake, Joon, please! I'm so good."
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"So everything you did today was with Ten? Cause Ten has been whining about being bored for the past half an hour of rec time."
Clearly Hobi wasn't being very stimulating. Turning to face him, he regarded Hobi carefully and then leaned forward a little. "One pill. I'll give you one. Then we have some planning to discuss. If you have too many, you won't be awake, you'll just zone out and be useless to me. Do you want to be useless to me?"
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Playfully, he waited for Hobi to open his mouth before slipping the pill in, placing it on his tongue. "Okay. Swallow."
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Be that as it may, he finally stretched, basically pulling up his whole body with his arms behind him and lifting himself up, moving in a way most people couldn't really do before he came to sit again, eyes bright now as he looked up at Namjoon.
"Yo, what's up?"
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Namjoon smiled, almost friendly, clearly amused by Hobi. As the days went on and became months and even years, he had grown fond these oddballs and lunatics. He really did want to protect them but this was for the greater good. They were weak, they needed him. And he would take care of every last one of them if he had to. "I have a date set. You can't tell anyone until I say so but in three weeks, on the Friday, we make our move."
And he had some very special jobs for Hobi. "You're going to help me make the whole place go wild. Got it?"
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"Do you have anything for me to do now? I'm a good boy, I get things done." Sometimes. When he could make himself live. "Am I killing anyone?"
He didn't really want to do that again. Solitary was hell. Literally.
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It wasn't long before the boy came rushing over, he sensed Hobi was looking for him and, to be honest, he needed to talk to him too. "Hey, guys. You called." Ten smirked and looked playfully over at Hobi. "Someone is looking more perky."
"Focus." He needed them all focused. "We have a plan to prepare for. I need someone small, slim and flexible to get through the vent system for me."
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"I look out for Ten and Jimin. You look out for Tae." Of course, Namjoon always did. "Are we keeping anyone else safe?"
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"Oh, he's hot." Ten grinned excitedly and wriggled in Hobi's lap.
"-- Safe. Taehyung is attached and I promised that he could keep him safe so we make sure Tae gets him. Then second is Doctor Kim Seokjin--"
"Oh, he's even hotter. He makes me want to just--"
"Shut up, Ten!" Namjoon snapped as he reached over and lightly slapped him. Of course, that just turned him on more but he tried not to look at his obvious boner. "I call dibs. Keep him alive. The last the janitor, Min Yoongi. If he's unlucky enough to be here, we have to contain him safely. I think maybe the Radio station on the top floor for now."
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"Listen, Joon, when you say safe... I mean, we'll need something, I guess we can get the jackets they use?" He doubted that Jungkook was the type to just submit. Same with Min Yoongi, actually, now that he thought about it, but at least that guy looked a lot weaker. With the doctor it was hard to tell. "And, like... can we play?"
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Ten mumbled something behind Hobi's hand and then playfully licked it to try and get it off.
"Once you see them down, secure them. Tie them down. I'm going to give everyone one of two rolls of duct tape, I know where it's kept. Jimin is getting them for me." He could easily seduce his way into the supply closet. "In what way do you want to play, Hobi?"
He hadn't really thought about that. "No playing with Min Yoongi regardless." He liked him too much. Somehow.
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"There's many ways to play, you know that. I'm good at playing." When he felt up to it, anyway. "With duct tape and so many other things. Ten knows." Not that Ten was allowed to talk right now. "So can I play with Jungkook? With the doctor? Inquiring minds want to know. Can I edge them?"
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Namjoon shrugged dismissively. He didn't overly give a shit. "Fair game. Only don't fuck Jin, I have a theory he's a virgin and I want to call dibs on that." He shrugged, feeling a little stubborn. "Mine." The talk, even if it wasn't aimed at him, was getting to Ten and he was squirming in need. "I could not give a shit with Jungkook, I don't even trust the guards. Honestly, I'd rather you got him before Tae. Break him in. If he upsets Tae, he's dead and you know Tae will be mourn."
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Sounded like fun to him. "Tae really likes that guard, huh? I'm surprised you haven't had me kill him yet. Are you getting lenient?"
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Ten whined in protest. He behaved perfectly. He was a gentlemen. He just happened to be bucking wildly in Hobi's lap, desperate for touch. It meant he was needy, not ill behaved.
"Keep an eye on Jiminie too. You know how to gets."
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"I'll make sure Jungkook will be a nice boyfriend for your baby brother. Tae is pretty, I'm sure even a straight guy can get into him. Ten would do him, wouldn't you?" Of course Ten would.
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Ten nodded eagerly at the idea of fucking Tae, he'd tried a few times but he'd never been allowed to get further. He kept moving against Hobi, whining needily and Namjoon just kept ignoring him. Even ignored him when his face screwed up and he whimpered, clearly coming in his pants. "Who was that doctor who tried to get you locked in solitary until you could control your drug addiction? I forgot his name."
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"Lang. Dr Lang." And he hated him.
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"And Yoongi is not my boyfriend, it's just--"
"His big dick, I know. If you stare at his pants long enough, you can see the outline." Ten, of course, had been staring.
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But that also meant that he was paying attention to what Namjoon was saying and that made him curious. He shook his head. "Hush, Ten. I mean it."
Because he wanted to hear this. "It's just what?"
Jin was one thing. Everyone wanted a go with the new doctor. So sweet, looking like an actor right from screen, dreamy and beautiful and ever so kind. Of course Namjoon would call dibs, it was only right, he was on top of the hierarchy. But how did Min Yoongi fit in?
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Tomorrow he'd get the paper, circle some jobs. Then it wouldn't even have to come up. Maybe he could find him something out of Seoul.
He wanted him far away. Nowhere near him. He didn't do friends. "He's just a janitor. I don't want him dead. That's all."
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Who really wasn't very little, but whatever. This would be fun to do.
"You know, Namjoon, you're cute." Hobi laughed, reaching out to ruffle his hair. Whatever, he was his hyung still. "I like it."
He had attachments.
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Namjoon got up and stormed off, leaving the two idiots alone so he could go and circle more jobs in the paper. Fucking idiot, why wasn't he just leaving his job?