"Jimin hyung, do you want to build a snowman?!" Hanzo bounces around Jimin's legs, his tiny voice singing a melody with an innocent smile adorning his face as his cheeks glow with a light shade a pink from the cold air.

Jimin chuckles, shaking his hair out of his eyes as he watches the child mull around the snow while the other children leave with their parents. He wasn't supposed to work today, but the preschool held a Christmas party and Jimin was picked to chaperone.

Of course, he wanted to stay home with Taehyung and Jungkook, but work is work and the bill aren't going to pay themselves.

"Hanzo, don't play too much in the snow, you'll get your clothes wet." Jimin calls to the child, a light laugh escaping him as Hanzo tries to pick up a huge mound of snow.

Just then, his pocket vibrates, startling Jimin for a sec before he digs his hand inside and pulls out his phone. On the screen he sees that Taehyung has sent a text message with an attachment file to it.

Knowing it must be something kinky, Jimin turns away from Hanzo and opens the message, his jaw dropping as he sees a gif file of Taehyung fucking Jungkook.

Jimin's face heats up, his cheeks turning from pink to red as a tinge of hurt crosses him. He can't believe he missed that golden chance to see bottom Jungkook live and in person.

Within seconds, Jimin is calling Taehyung and the brunette picks up the phone, letting out a soft moan just to tease Jimin.

"Jimin-ssii"

"Don't Jimin-ssii me, you slut. How dare you fuck Jungkook in my bed without me!" Jimin whisper yells, keeping one eye on Hanzo as he tries to keep it cool.

"I couldn't help it, Jungkook brought out my daddy side." Jimin grinds his teeth at the nonchalant tone Taehyung was giving him. "But you're right, how can I fuck him without you?" He chuckles. "Are you going to punish me Jimin-ssii??"

"Call me daddy, you fucking cum slut." Jimin hisses into the phone, his anger, along with his cock, was throbbing. "And when I get home, I expect to see you on your hands and knees, with that fat ass off yours spread out and ready for me."

Taehyung moans loudly, in the background Jungkook is heard giggling like a school girl.

"Tell Jungkook that he's gonna get dicked down by me next." Jimin mutters, looking around to make sure Hanzo wasn't in earshot of his conversation.

"Ha! In your dreams shorty!" Jungkook laughs, and Jimin sucks in a breath, his face turning more red before shouting out;

"JEON JUNGKOOK!!"

"Jimin, are you alright?" Jimin flinches and hangs up the phone before spinning around and coming face to face with Dawon, whom was giving him a blank stare.

Clearly flustered, Jimin gives his cute eye smile and a squeaky giggle, trying his best to clear the awkward air. "I'm fine noona." He says as he places his phone away and clears his throat. "Are you leaving now?"

"Yeah, I just finished talking to Hanzo's teachers." She gives him a smile similar to her brother's and glances over to her son whom was trying to make a tiny snowman. "Hanzo sweetie, its time to go."

"Okay eomma." The child happily obliges and rushes over to his mother.

"Is Jungkook going to pick you up?" Dawon asks as she picks up Hanzo and brushes off the snow from his jacket.

Jimin's jaw clenches, but he gives her a smile and shakes his head. "He's too occupied at the moment." He says. Already images of him dominating the taekook duo flash in his head, making his smile grow a little more.

"Oh? Then I'll drive you back home." Dawon offers, juggling Hanzo in her arms as she digs into her pocket for her car keys.

Jimin blushes at her offer. "Its fine. I'll take the bus home. Besides, you live on the opposite direction of my home and-"

"Nope, I'm taking you home. Its Christmas eve and the buses are running late." Jimin goes to protest, but Dawon gives him a stern look, making him shut up and nod.

"Here, hold Hanzo while I search for my keys." Dawon says as she hands her son to Jimin and digs ito her purse for her keys.

They walk to Dawon's car that was parked at the far end of the lot. Hanzo happily sings to himself, making both Jimin and Dawon smile and laugh.

The three were so contempt that none were aware of the black van that suddenly pulls up behind them.

The van opens up and two large men in black suits jump out. Jimin didn't even have time to fight back as a black hood is placed over his head before being whisked into the van, along with Hanzo.

"Oh my god! JIMIN, HANZO!!" Dawon screams, panic overcoming her as she frantically runs after the van. "Help! Someone help me! They took my son!" Her cries for help drag the attention of those passing by, but all were too confused by what was going on. 

She runs and runs and runs, screaming for help as she desperately tries to keep up with the van. She doesn't get far, as the back door to the van opens, and out falls a man with pink hair, rolling down the pavement like a tumbleweed.

Dawon screams. "Oh my god!" She says, covering her mouth in shock as she runs up to the fallen man, the van making a quick get away. She tries to run after it, but trips and falls to the ground, letting out a seer cry of anguish as she watches her son and friend being driven away.

People are staring, none coming to her aid. She scowls at them, the fury of a lioness raging in her eyes as she stands up. "Someone call the cops! They took my son!" She shouts, yet people just stand around , all staring and muttering amoung themselves.

"You heartless bastards!!" Dawon hisses out, not caring that she was standing in the middle of the street with her hair all over he place, looking like a mad woman.

"Oh....fuck.." a gruff voice catches her attention, turing her gaze over to the man that had been thrown out of the same van that took Hanzo and Jimin.

"He can help me!" A spark of hope rises within her as she approaches the fallen man. "Sir, are you alright!" She reaches out for him, but stops, fear suddenly washing over her as she comes face face to face with him.

"Oh god...its you." She utters under a frost bitten breath as she watches Namjoon rise to his feet. She cringes in horror as he pops his shoulder that got dislocated back into place, and nearly gags as the deep gashes on his face all heal on their own.

What happened was, Namjoon tried to fight off one of the guards in hopes of foiling Taemin's plan, but during that struggle, he was thrown into the van doors and tumbled outside.

Dawon remembers him, oh so very well. She knows he's dangerous, and that he was the reason for her son's nightmares. She also knows that he supposedly was sent back to hell. She knows this, yet her mind is having trouble comprehending just how the fuck is he back.

Namjoon stares at the unfamiliar woman before him. He's never met her, but something about her features reminded him of someone.

The wheels start turning in his head and Namjoon realizes that woman is Hanzo's mom which means...

"I need to speak to your brother, its important."  He says with urgency in his tone. Dawon shakes her head, backing away from Namjoon.

"You're that demon that tried to kill us all, and you just fell out of the van that took my friend and my son!" She takes another step back, then another, and another, all while giving Namjoon a feral glare.

Time was running short. Jimin, Hanzo and Jin are in danger and Namjoon has no time for another rant from someone. "I can help you get them back, but I need to find your brother, Jung Hoseok."

"Why the fuck do you want to speak to my brother!?" She shouts.

Namjoon sighs, knowing this conversation is going nowhere. "I know how to save your son and Jimin, but in order to do so, I need to find your brother because he's with Yoongi."

"Yoongi?" Dawon's face pales, eyes enlarging as shock glides through her. "He's back?.." he utters, another wave of shock glides through her.

"What the fuck is going on..." she shakes her head slowly,  Namjoon sighs deeply, losing his patience.

"Long story short, Yoongi and Taehyung came back as humans and I escaped hell to be with Jin. I fucked up again, by making a deal with a demon, now he wants Jimin."

Dawon's face pales, eyes nearly bulging put of thier sockets at every word that came out of his mouth. She couldn't believe Yoongi and Taehyung were back, but most of all, she couldn't believe no one ever said anything to her.

Namjoon can tell the gears in her head were ticking, but so was time and it was running out. "Take me to your brother, please." Namjoon urges, his voice barely a whisper as he looks at her with soft eyes.

Millions of questiones were running through her mind, but Namjoon was right, time is ticking and her son, as well as Jimin, are in danger. "Okay." She says, Namjoon clearly picking up on her hesitation. "Let's go."

+++

"Sunshine, I had alot of fun today." Yoongi mumbles lightly with a gummy smile as he and Hoseok walk hand and hand down the river side.

It was the first time in a long time that he and Hoseok get to go on a date, undisturbed. Hoseok took him to the Han River since there was a holiday festival and he wanted Yoongi to see it. Yoongi had fun watching the festival, but he was more happier that his sunshine was with him.

"I'm glad you had fun today." Hoseok smiles brightly and leans in close to give Yoongi a warm kiss on the cheek. "All I want is for you to be happy."

"Trust me sunshine, being with you 24/7 makes me happy." Yoongi says as he stops and turns to face Hoseok. "I love you sunshine." He whispers, his small eyes glimmer with the lights that adorn the trees around.

Hoseok's heart skips a beat, his breath hitching softly as he stares at his soft baby boy, loving the way his eyes shine with the lights, almost like he's looking into the galaxy.

Well, Yoongi is his entire galaxy, and beyond.

"I love you too Yoongi." He whispers back, cupping both Yoongi's chubby cheeks and bringing him in for a warm kiss.

In that moment, Hoseok's phone begins to ring, making the both of them sigh in annoyance at the distraction. "I'm sorry baby." Hoseok cooes as he takes his phone out to see who was calling.

"Oh? It's my sister." He scoffs playfully as he answers the call. "Hey Dawon...." he says with a cheerful smile.

Everything seems alright, that is, until the smile on Hoseok's face falters and his eyes dialate, his face going blank.  "What!" He shouts, startling Yoongi.

"Sunshine? Whats going on?" He whispers, but Hoseok doesn't respond, making his stomach churn as the feeling of dread washes over Hoseok's face. "Sunshine? Hoseok, Hoseok what the fuck is going on?" He practically shouts, fisting Hoseok's shirt and forcing the taller to look him in the eyes. "What happened." He demands.

Hoseok slowly lowers the phone from his ear, the call already ended. He doesn't say anything at first, making Yoongi more nervous and anxious.

"Answer me! What happened!!" Yoongi demands, shaking Hoseok vigorously for an answer.

Hoseok gulps, eyes tearing up as he lets out a frosty breath and whispers something that makes Yoongi's blood run cold.

"Hanzo and Jimin have been taken."

+++

"Jimin hyung...I'm...scared." Hanzo whispers, clutching onto Jimin's neck with his trembleing arms.

"Dont worry Hanzo, nothing will happen to you." Jimin holds the child tightly in his arms while two large men in black suits escort them into the side entrance of what looks like a nightclub.

He has no fucking idea what the hell is going on. One minute, he was with Dawon, and next thing he knew, he and Hanzo were dragged into a van and taken. Everything happened so fast that he didn't have time to process it. Of course he screamed, Hanzo cried and along the way, he heard a struggle, followed by someone being thrown out of the van.

He couldn't tell who got thrown out because he had a hood over his head, covering his eyesight. But he had hoped that person survived and got help.

Why would anyone want to take him? He wonders as he quietly follows the two men into a dark hallway that led out into a large empty dance floor.

Jimin looks around as an air of familiarity surrounds him. He's been to this palce before, but yet, the memory seems so vague. Its like it wants to surface, yet for some reason it can't.

"Where are they taking us?" Hanzo whispers, breaking Jimin out of his thoughts.

"I don't know." Jimin says, looking between both guards as they escort him up a flight of stairs to a second level.

From there, things grow tense, especially when Jimin picks up the sound of someone shouting, followed by a slap.

The guards lead them to two large black doors, both opening them at once and entering first.

"Sir, we have Park Jimin." One of them announces as he shoves Jimin forward into the room.

Jimin stumbles into a large bedroom that overlooks the nightclub. In the center of the room was a king sized bed and standing before it was a man with blonde hair and grey eyes.

Jimin furrows his brows, this man seems familiar to him. Where have I seen him before?

Off to the side was someone Jimin was not expecting to see. He gasps out loud at the sight of Kim Seokjin on his knees, his face red. Jimin guesses he was the one who got slapped.

"Hyung?!" He utters, grabbing Jin's attention. Both share an utter look of confusion before someone clearing their throat interrupts them. 

"Take the child and give him to Kim Seokjin." The blonde orders and one of the men yank Hanzo out of Jimin's arms, making the child scream.

"No! Don't hurt him you bastards!" Jimin lunges at the guard holding Hanzo, kicking him on his legs and punching his back.

It doesn't last long as he then grabbed by another guard and dragged infront of the blonde whom was giving him a vicious smile.

The guards give Hanzo to Jin and the older male holds the crying child tightly in his arms, glaring ferociously at the guards like a lioness protecting their child. "Fuckers." He hisses, being sure to cover Hanzo's ears from his cursing.

"What the fuck is all this!" Jimin shouts, glaring daggers at the blonde man before him. "Just who the fuck are you!?"

The blonde raises a brow. "You don't remember me?" He asks, his tone indicating he was surprised.

"His name is Taemin, he's a demon!! He's the reason why Namjoon is back!" Jin shouts, earning a deadly glare from Taemin.

"Shoot him." He orders, and the guard standing next to Jin takes out his gun and points it at Jin's head.

"NO! Please dont hurt him!" Jimin screams, his heart perches inside his throat as he grabs Taemin's arms in desperation.

Taemin chuckles. "You'll have to try harder than that to convince me not to kill him." He looks to Jin, then to Hanzo. "Kill the child too."

"Bastard!" Jin holds Hanzo close, still keeping the childs ear covered as he buries Hanzo's face into the crook of his neck.

"NO!" Jimin screeches, getting on his knees before Taemin. "For fucks sakes, don't hurt them!" He chokes out, tears swelling in his eyes. "It's me that you want, not them. So please, spare them."

"Jimin, don't fucking do it!" Jin warns.

"I'm still not convinced." Taemin scoffs.

"What the fuck do you want from me!!" Jimin practically cries out, his heartbeat is thumping so hard against his chest that it makes him feel sick. All of this is fucking sick.

Taemin leans in closer to Jimin, arrogance sparking in his eyes as his vicious smile fades into a grin.

"Strip."

Jimin flinches, eyes wide as it takes him a moment to register what has been said.

"Wh-what?" Jimin utters, his anger building up inside. But he bites his tongue, knowing if he doesn't do want this man says, he'll have Jin and Hanzo killed.

"I'm waiting." Taemin growls, tapping his foot lightly against the ground. "Or do you want them to die?" He muses.

"Don't do it! Take me instead, but dont hurt Jimin!!" Jin shouts out, earning a smack to the back of his head by Taemin's guards.

"Strip. Now." Taemin scoffs, completely ignoring Jin's outburst.

Jungkook, Taehyung, forgive me....

Jimin lets out a small breath as he begins to undress himself before Taemin. Humiliation and degradation is all he feels as all eyes were on him. Once he was done, he goes to take off his boxers, but Taemin stops him.

"Not yet. I want to save that for last."

"You sick fuck!! Why are you doing this to him!! Why him!" Jin cries while holding a whimpering Hanzo in his arms.

Ignoring Jin once again, Taemin circles around the trembleing man before him, carefully taking in every detail of his body, especially his ass.

Once satisfied, Taemin stands before Jimin again before looking over to his men. "Take Kim Seokjin and the child and put them in the basement." he turns to Jimin, smiling. "Unharmed." He adds.

"Let me go!!" Jin snaps as one of the guards yank him to his feet.

"Jimin hyung!! Jimin hyung!!" Hanzo calls out for Jimin, reaching his small hands out for him. "Jimin hyung!" The child calls out one last time before the door closes, leaving Taemin and Jimin alone together.

Jimin looks down to ground, covering himself from Taemin's lustful gaze. The tension in the air was weighing heavily on him, nearly suffocating him at that point.

"You truly don't remember me?" Taemin asks and Jimin nods, still keeping his gaze low. "Then let me remind you."

Taemin grabs Jimin by the wrist and shoves him face first against the window that over looks the club. Jimin whines as he feels Taemin's crotch up against his ass, one had gripping on his neck while the other held his hip tightly.

"You came into my club, swaying this ass around like a whore." Taemin hisses into Jimin's ear as he slides one had down Jimin's boxers, groping his cock.

"Don't touch me!! Let me go!" Jimin cries out as he tries to push Taemin off him, but the taller was much stronger, completely dominating Jimin.

"You were looking for a man that wanted you, and there I was." Taemin slowly pumps Jimin's cock, making Jimin writhe in his spot as he wants nothing more than for this nightmare to end.

"Stop it! Please stop this." Jimin utters out, hot tears stream down his cheeks as he fights back the urge to moan. This was all so fucked up and humiliating.

"You were so willing to melt in my arms like a good whore." Taemin's hot breath fans across Jimin's ear while he continues to slowly pump Jimin's cock, forcing out a moan from Jimin.

Jungkook, Taehyung...forgive me

Jimin's hips buckle to Taemin's strokes, a tight knot forms in his stomach. "Nngh!!" He throws his head back against Taemin's shoulder, shamefully cuming all over Taemin's hand. He sobs,  his body trembleing as he feels his cum slide down his legs, further sending him into more humiliation.

Taemin chuckles, but doesn't stop. "This place is my domain..." he whispers into Jimin's ear, picking up the pace of his strokes. "This dance floor is my bedroom.."

Jimin gasps, suddenly remembering that line. Jimin remembers now, he remembers leaving his home a crying mess after seeing Jungkook and Taehyung, going to the club to drown himself in alcohol, then meeting Taemin on the dance floor.

He remembers it all, even down to the moment where Taemin took him into a dark corner and flooded his mind