A Dangerous Game Of Submission.. // Dom&Sub Universe

10

At evening.. 3:35 p.m...

Yoongi was jolted awake from his sleep by someone shaking him. Groggily, he blinked his eyes, opening them slowly, only to find Seokjin's face looming uncomfortably close to his own. Startled, he got up, sitting up as he cursed under his breath.

"Why the fuck are you so close?" he grumbled as he rubbed his eyes.

Seokjin grinned. "Just checking up on you, love." he replied casually. "Besides, you must've been mesmerized by my handsome face."

Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right," he muttered, shooting him a glare.

As he scanned the room, he noticed Taehyung standing nearby, holding his bag and other belongings.

Seokjin leaned back slightly, his expression turning more serious.

"Seriously though, your back looks pretty rough. Taehyung informed me about everything that happened." he said. "It's clear they didn't hold back on those beatings. Makes you wonder how many students went through something like this."

Yoongi sighed, "Why are you both here anyways?"

"Yoongi hyung," Taehyung called. "Since no one was here and the college hours ended, we came to get you."

Yoongi nodded and slowly pushed himself up from the bed, wincing slightly as the pain in his back flared up once again.

"We should head back soon. The campus bus will be here any minute." Jin said, looking out of the window.

Yoongi and Taehyung followed him out of the room and made their way towards the entrance. As they boarded the bus, they settled into their seats.

As soon as the bus started moving, Jin felt a weighty gaze settle upon Yoongi. Sensing the tension, he subtly nudged Yoongi's leg, who seated before him with Taehyung.

Yoongi's eyes flickered around the bus and then saw everyone's eyes on him.

It was unnerving, to say the least. Anyone would shift uncomfortably in their seat if they felt the weight of these people's stares. Even the professors seemed to be casting curious glances his way.

Beside him, Taehyung shifted nervously, clearly picking up on the charged atmosphere.

But Yoongi didn't react as he casually glanced out the bus window beside him.

Jin had informed them beforehand that he would get out at the next stop to avoid attracting any suspicions.

So, both the youngers waited for their stop to arrive. When it finally did, they got up, leaving the intense atmosphere.

On their way to Jin's mansion, Yoongi strolled casually with his hands in his pockets, the orange sky casting a warm glow around them.

Behind him, Taehyung followed, feeling guilt gnawing at him. He then saw Yoongi's back, still covered by Jin's coat.

As they walked, his footsteps slowed until he eventually stopped. His eyes welled with sorrow as he imagined the pain Yoongi must be enduring beneath the coat, hidden from view.

The mafia's sharp senses picked up on the absence of footsteps behind him, prompting him to halt and glance back.

When he saw Taehyung's pained expression, he spat out , "What?"

Before he could say more, the younger interfered. "Did you... Did you stand up to the prof because... because he was about to hit me?"

His words hung in the air. And after a few seconds, Yoongi replied simply, "Yes. So what?"