tyler blinks, eyes slowly adjusting to the bright light. he looks to the left and then to the right as he scans his surroundings. he's situated on a bed in a rather small, empty room.

quiet conversation can be heard from outside the door, making tyler's heart race. where the hell is he? why can't he remember anything? the last he knew, he was out on the streets trying to make some cash. everything after that is blank.

tyler shivers as he stand and a cold gust of air hits him, goosebumps forming across his bare skin. he's only wearing a pair of boxers which definitely aren't his; they're way too big. the mumbling outside the room stops abruptly, the door swinging open not even a second later. he freezes, gaze lifting higher and higher until it falls upon a man.

the man has a straight face, arms crossed as he checks tyler out. he eyes him from head to toe, expression stone-cold. tyler doesn't know if he should speak, so he doesn't. he just stands there, anxious under the man's cold stare.

not only is the man stoic, he's extremely hot. his hair is long, curly, and so dark it's almost black. his right arm is covered in a colorful tattoo sleeve, the right bare. a few tattoos scatter across his face, too, along with a nose ring.

he speaks, finally, his voice only intimidating tyler more. "what's your name?"

"um... where am i?" tyler asks instead, unsure if he should tell this guy his name or not.

"answer my question."

"answer mine."

the man doesn't look amused. "great. i picked up a brat."

tyler's about to say he's not a brat, but the man leaves before he can utter a single word. the door slams behind him, but quickly opens again. a girl walks in this time, looking much friendlier and happier than the man.

"hi! sorry about him. my name's debby, what's yours?" she smiles, extending her hand.

tyler shakes it timidly. "...tyler."

"awesome. nice to meet you, tyler." she leads him to the bed where he wraps a blanket around himself, feeling overwhelmingly undressed.

"where am i?" he asks, hugging the blanket around himself as they sit on the bed.

"don't worry, you're still in columbus. josh says he found you on fifth street last night. you're a renegade, right?"

"huh?" tyler frowns. "what's that?"

"tyler, you're a prostitute, aren't you?"

"what!?" the brunette gasps, eyes widening as he glances around nervously. "i.. no, i mean.. why?"

"so that's a yes," debby chuckles. "listen, okay? nobody here wants to do you any harm. we want to help, actually. do you belong to somebody or are you a renegade?"

"um... i guess i'm a renegade?" tyler says.

"that's perfect," debby squeaks, squishing his face between her palms. "gosh, you're gorgeous. everybody's going to love you."

"what are you talking about?" tyler whines, annoyed that he still has no idea what the hell is going on.

"you belong to josh now."

"that big, scary man?"

"yep," debby nods.

"like hell i do. i wanna go home," tyler snaps at her, shifting his body away from hers.

"you sure you even have a home?" debby challenges. when tyler doesn't respond, she says, "didn't think so. this is your home now. we're your family now."

"this sucks," he mutters. "i don't want a stupid pimp controlling me. i don't want anybody taking my hard-earned money."

debby raises an eyebrow. "you're overreacting. it's not as bad as you think it is. actually, it's kind of great."

"whatever, can i at least get some damn clothes?"

~~~

tyler, now fully-clothed, stands with debby as she knocks on a big, wooden door. nobody answers, but she opens the door anyway and the two walk in.

"what the fu-" the man, josh, looks up from a computer to the two standing at the door. his eyes instantly land on tyler, making the boy shrink. "oh, alright. come sit down."

debby's fingers lock around tyler's wrist and she pulls him to sit before josh's desk. he's intimidated again, his eyes locking on the floor instead of meeting josh's.

"tyler, nineteen, a renegade."

tyler's mouth falls open as he looks to debby, feeling somewhat betrayed. he didn't tell her not to tell josh all that, but still. josh's lips curl into the smallest of smirks. tyler sees it out of the corner of his eye and it makes his cheeks burn.

"perfect, thank you deb," he says, waving his hand for her to leave.

"you're welcome," debby responds, winking at tyler. she leaves, shutting the heavy door behind her and leaving tyler all alone with this scary man.

"tyler, look at me."

"no thanks," tyler squeaks, anxiously picking the black nail polish off his fingers.

"i wasn't asking, i was ordering."

he looks up slowly, finally meeting josh's hard gaze. tyler immediately wants to look away again, because josh is both so hot and so scary. josh doesn't say anything now. he holds tyler's eyes for a moment, then scans over his body like he did earlier.

"i have rules," he says, breaking the silence.

tyler almost groans, but he's sure that would make josh mad. "of course you do."

"first and most importantly, you belong to me, and only me."

josh pauses, but tyler doesn't respond. he gets goosebumps just thinking about it, about belonging to this beautiful, yet terrifying, man.

"second, no drinking or drug-use will be tolerated unless having permission from me. third, you are not to leave without asking me first. fourth, know your place. i am above you in every aspect. you obey me without question."

the more tyler sits here and listens to josh, the more he kind of likes this. it might just be because josh is the most attractive human on the face of the earth, but tyler tries to ignore that thought.

"and what's in it for me?" he asks, and quickly realizes how rude that sounded. "i mean, like... you get money out of me, but what do i get?"

josh chuckles softly, setting his laptop aside. he leans across the desk, taking tyler's chin in between his thumb and index finger. the brunette blushes profusely, skin burning beneath josh's touch.

"you, my dear, are guaranteed protection. i'll keep you safe and provide you with whatever your little heart desires. i mean, as long as i'm okay with it. you get a family that will care about you and treat you as if you're their own blood. you get a roof to live under, food to live off of, and clothes to live in. is that not good enough for you?"

"nope, yep, that's plenty enough," tyler stutters, skin burning as josh's hand moves to cup his cheek.

"good." josh offers a smile, which tyler weakly returns. he's too busy focused on trying not to get hard right now. "you're a cute little thing, you know that? i just had to snatch you up for myself."

"mhm," tyler murmurs, eyes fluttering shut as josh brushes his thumb against the boy's cheekbone. he doesn't exactly know what josh is trying to do, but he doesn't really care either. all he knows is that he's loving it.

"would you like to go meet the rest of the girls?" josh asks, retracting his hand as that same expressionless face returns.

tyler chokes back a whine, wishing josh's fingers were still caressing his face. he nods despite his hard-on, which can be obviously seen through his shorts.

"oh, and one more thing, dear."

"hm?"

"call me daddy."

__a/n__

and i oop

this intro sucks but it'll get better i promise 😌