I woke up to find the two faces of Choi San and Song Mingi staring at me. I sat up with a grunt.

I heard the San guy whisper something into the Mingi guy's ear. I turned and stared them down. I heard them laugh.

They're talking about me. Suddenly Mingi started talking. "Your right first time you didn't moan. Why do you moan so much?" The Mingi guy said staring me down.

"None of your business." "Was it because of us?" "Hell no." I shook my head and let out a small laugh.

I started to sit up. Not again. A small lump came up to my mouth. U swallowed a moan not wanting to moan with hot guys in the room.

"You looked at us and wanted to moan. I'd say it's because of us." San stated. "I moved my leg. That's why." I said giving in.

I looked around where I played back down. I was laying on a worn out blue couch. I sighed. Another lump forming in my throat.

I moved my leg onto the couch. I propped my leg up on the top of the couch. Another small moan escaped my mouth. I didn't bother cover up my mouth. I felt worse than before.

I heard another person walk into the room. "Why's he moaning so much? What did you do to him?" I overheard.

Someone put their hand onto my leg to probably check the cut. I opened my eyes to shove them against the wall. The flow back and shoved against a stone brick wall.

I fell off the couch onto hard wood flooring. A small moan escaped my mouth when my leg touched the floor from the small fall.

I opened my eyes and looked around for the figure I threw. Three people surrounded me. San and Mingi were holding down my hands.

Another guy was holding down my legs.

I opened my mouth to speak. A lump formed in my throat when the new figure moved their hands up to steady my knees. I closed my mouth.

I tried to swallow a moan but some force opened my mouth. Before my mouth was even all the way open a loud moan escaped it.

I moan too much. "Who are you. How can you do that? Where am I?" I asked. Some force was keeping my lips parted.

I couldn't make my mouth close. It was magically stuck open.

The figure I have never seen before started speaking. "I am Wooyoung. You already met Mingi and San. The guy you threw was Yunho. He was checking out your cut. We can do the same things you can but more. Your in Jongho's house." I nodded in response.

I wonder who Jongho is. I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't. Something again shut them closed. "What are you going to do to me?" I asked in a grunt.

I heard Wooyoung scoff that I didn't moan. He grabbed my leg that had wrapping around it. Another moan escaped my mouth.

"That's why he's always moaning." I heard someone say. I couldn't see anyone but the three and someone who was walking toward me from behind again.

"Were not going to do anything to you. But help you. You are us and we are you." I let out a laugh. "You don't know me." "Your the too pretty boy. Or Yeosang." "How do you know me?" Everyone but me let out a chuckle. There were five voices.

I tried to get up but the three guys kept holding me down. "Why am I here? And why did you tranquilize me?"

"Why did you say not again?" A new voice said. "Answer me first." "Because you needed to come here. We've been watching you for a while. You shouldn't be where you arw in the world. And you wouldn't have come with us if we didnt. Now. Why did you say not again?"

"I don't need to answer that. If you've been watching me you'd know what Park Seonghwa does to me."

"P-park Seonghwa?" Wooyoung asked. "Yeah. Kicked him in the nuts after he rapped me today. He does it alot. Why you know him?"

San put his other hand over my mouth. I let out muffled screams. "If we let you go can you lay back onto the couch. And if Yunho fixes your leg can.you not moan?" "Close my mouth or give me my rag then."

The others let go of my limbs. The force was gone so I closed my mouth and open my eyes. I layed back onto the couch. Another huge lump forming in my throat.

Someone shoved a rag into my mouth. They were so quick then moan was muffled. I nodded.

I fell into a quick sleep wondering why I agreed and why Jongho was staying in my mind.

. . . .

I woke up to find no pain in my leg anymore. I sat up straight to find they guy named Yunho sitting on the Mingi guy's lap. Making out.

I grunted and closed my eyes. They must have heard the movement because the two tall guys sat separately for a moment.

I looked at the really tall blue haired male. He was blushing. Mingi looked really smug. "And you asker me to stop moaning." I smiled.

Yunho looked down and so did Mingi when another black haired male walked into the room. His hair was pure black with a reddish tint to it. Unlike San who had a white streak going through it.

"Who are you?" I asked him. "Who are you?" He asked in response. "You the Jongho dude?" I asked. My hands were tied behind my back.

I just now realized this too. "And you're the too handsome boy, Yeosang," I hummed in response. He nodded his head.

I reached out my hand and pulled down Wooyoung's and San's hoodies. I don't like people who hide out.

"Yeosang. Why do you moan when your in pain?" I shook my head and looked down. I dont like this topic.

"You do. And it's loud." The Jongho guy said. He  looked like he was dying inside from laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" "You." "Blunt much?" "Yeah mr. Moans." "Dont call me that." "Why not?" I sighed. This Jongho was too much like.

Too much like me.

"Because I don't moan on purpose. And you know my name so call me by it."

I heard him mumble while walking out the door. What's with him and why do I want to know more about him?

I kept thinking about the little fawn. I couldn't get it out of my head.

So much that when a black haired figure walked into the room I didn't notice until I felt a hand over my mouth keeping me from speaking.