As soon as the door closed, Yunho opened his eyes, looking around anxiously. The sound of the door closing woke him up, making him panic a bit.

"Mingi?" He called out.

A small wince left his mouth as he stood up from his bed, making him automatically reach for his lower back, rubbing his waist gently afterwards.

"He needs to cool it next time." Yunho laughed out nervously as he thought about how Mingi always grabbed his waist tightly.

He sensed that Mingi left after not hearing any footsteps, or no cartoons being heard playing from the living room.

"He probably went to his fiancée." Yunho muttered angrily as he grabbed his phone and walked out of his room.

He went to the kitchen, opening the fridge, letting out a huff afterwards. A bit agitated to see that there was no apple juice.

Yunho smacked his own forehead after remembering why they had no juice.

The day he went to the store for it was the day they were kidnapped.

"Fuck my life" He muttered to himself.

Yunho felt bored and hungry now.

Not knowing what to do since Mingi wasn't there.

"Damn, have I really become that dependent on him?" Yunho sighed to himself.

He didn't know if that was shameful or not. Starting to rely on the demon for everything.

"How about friends coming over?" Yunho asked himself as he unlocked his phone.

(a/n: this gc was partially inspired by the ones I have with my cousins😂💀)

The Hooter Bunch

YouKnowWhoo
I'm bored

Woohooter
>Look at this hoe
>Finally awake

YouKnowWhoo
Are you stalking me?

Woohooter
I was just there

Honghoo
Same👁👅👁

YouKnowWhoo
Stalkers👀

Yeoshook
I'm really bothered by this gc

YouKnowWhoo
Why?😂

Yeoshook
Because we all have hoo in our names

YouKnowWhoo
It's the theme for this month<
Just go with it :(<

Honghoo
>We should have gone with my choice
>Oop in all of our names

Woohooter
>But you got mad after I gave you a name
> Hongpoop💩

Honghoo
>Don't get blocked
>WooWhore

YouKnowWhoo
Okay, I'm still bored

Yeoshook
Yunho, all you have to do is ask

YouKnowWhoo
Come over<
And bring food<

Yeoshook
Ask politely

YouKnowWhoo
It was never a question

Woohooter
>Wow
>Just rude

Yunho was about to reply until he heard knocking on his door. Before he could tell the person to hang on, someone suddenly busted through the door.

"When Mingi isn't here? Just my fucking luck." He groaned as he watched three men walk in.

Two men were unrecognizable, but the third one was very much familiar.

"This bitch" Yunho muttered to himself.

He was speechless as he watched his father walk in, looking around while nodding.

"Not shabby at all. I guess you have my taste." His father chuckled as he straightened out his suit.

The man, who frightened Yunho to death, was Jung Hoon.

"Hey father" Yunho laughed out nervously as he backed away slowly. Cursing silently as he hit a wall.

Hoon couldn't help but to let out a laugh. Feeling amused by the sight of Yunho smiling nervously.

"Your mother told me while I was on an important business trip, that you didn't want to come home. Is that true?" He said as he leaned on the wall, crossing his arms.

"N-no?" Yunho struggled to say, feeling his throat close up as he panicked. Dropping his phone after his hands started to tremble.

Stomach churning as his palms started to sweat. Gulping at the sudden feeling of hopelessness he felt at the moment.

It scared him to know that the man could do anything.

Holding so much power in his hands.

"She also said you had someone here. A man to be exact. Telling me that he didn't seem too much like a friend....or a work colleague." Hoon said with a firm smile.

A man.

That is what bothered him.

"And you work as a prostitute? My only son is a prostitute?"

"I was a fucking stripper! I did not fuck anyone for money." Yunho hissed.

He went silent after seeing Hoon's jaw clench.

"Why the sudden courage?" He said with quite a sadistic smile.

Yunho felt his heart stop as he watched the man snap his fingers, followed by one of the other men coming towards him.

He whimpered before the man suddenly slammed him against the wall, grabbing his throat tightly. Raising him slightly off of the ground.

"Where is the confidence? You suddenly can't talk back." Hoon laughed out as he watched Yunho struggle.

Clawing at the hands of the man that was choking him. His movements gradually becoming slower, arms going limp.

"Drop him."

Yunho gasped for air as he hit the ground, nails scratching at the hardwood floors. A few tears dropped from his eyes as he held his now bruised neck.

It felt painful to breathe, feeling his chest burn as he struggled to catch his breath.

"Go pack up." Hoon hissed.

He felt mad after finding out that Yunho was not going to follow after his footsteps. Not going to school for business, but instead for something else.

"I've wasted my time and money on you."

Anger grew in him as he watched Yunho still try to gain his breath.

"Get up!" Hoon yelled before kicking into Yunho's side.

Yunho curled up on the floor as he struggled to breathe. Feeling even more pain after feeling something crack.

Hoon was ready to kick him again until he heard the sound of something hit the floor, followed by another thump.

Yunho felt relief wash over him as he looked up towards the door.

"Damn, so this really is a silencer. Just....fucking wow!" Wooyoung muttered as he examined the gun that was in his hand.

He waved it around, a bit too amazed by the fact that it made little to no noise.

"Right in the head." Hongjoong winced as he watched blood pour out of two bodies.

Yeosang shook his head. He didn't know how to react, but he felt anger boil inside of him. His heart practically breaking at the sight of Yunho on the floor, purplish marks around his neck.

"Give me that shit." He said as he yanked the gun out of Wooyoung's hand.

His breathing was heavy as he walked up to Hoon. Holding the gun up to his head as he looked him straight in the eyes.

"Any last words?"

"Y-"

Hongjoong gasped as he watched Yeosang suddenly shoot Hoon in the head.

"He didn't even finish his words!" He winced out.

Wooyoung shrugged before stepping over Hoon's body, going over to Yunho.

"Are you okay?" He asked with a sad smile.

"Yup" Yunho said with a soft smile.

It was not a real smile though, making the boys frown a bit.

But, they didn't say anything else, knowing that it would only bother Yunho even more.

Hongjoong shrugged as he hesitated, but surely went into Hoon's pockets. Pulling out his phone and wallet with a small smile.

"We don't even know the fucking pin." He whined as he raised the card in the air.