Chapter 3: THE CARE

It was pitch black in the Cold night the whole Mansion was as quiet as the water in the pot you couldn't tell if a soul was inside the mansion because it was dead quiet, but outside heavily guarded do these FBI men even sleep?.... Along the dim lighting corridors across a certain room sniffs could be hard but from afar whoever was in the room was probably panting his breathing unstable. "d...dad....dad...." In the dark room, the voice echoed. The voice was filled with agony and pain on top of it sadness. "Dad, look out....a...am sorry I shouldn't have d..destructed you......it's....my fault". His breathing became even as he wailed in silence. Inside a dark room on the king-size bed, a fragile, small body was curled up in the sheets. Their body was trembling, sweat drawn onto his angelic face, eyebrows into a frown, and fighting his demons of a nightmare in his sleep. How was he even supposed to sleep in the first place, again, if he was trapped in the nightmare, how was he supposed to wake up? It was really hard to make a choice. The whimpers continued when suddenly someone came into the room switching on the lights only to be met with in frightful side view he slowly made his way and held his palm onto his forehead realizing how sweaty he got "dammit you're burning up". He made his way to the bathroom and took a white towel, dipped it into the cold water, and headed back to the bed, carefully placing it on his forehead and making him lie properly, making sure not to cover him up. What happened earlier that night ended up like this? JIMIN'S POV The cold rain shower felt like dropping ice onto my body. We were currently in the coldest season, but again, the shower felt colder, making my body numb, but I couldn't stop. Uncle might get angry and punish me more; I don't want that. I shuddered at the thought that my hand would never stop washing itself. This isn't new to Mand e, and this isn't the first time this happened it has been like this many times that I lost count and was automatically used to it, being naked in front of him isn't the first time either, but it's my fault I let him down why did I let that bastard touch me just the thought of it makes me angry I can't help but even add more energy to the scrubbing on my body that became red I just feel disgusted and no matter how I'm trying to wash it up it won't get oScrubbingubbing myself in frustration I even forget how long I was in the tub of cold water I feel my body almost give up but I hold it in me to wash myself clean as a jewel I don't know how many hours have passed I suddenly hear his husky voice "That's enough dress up it's already late you have lessons tomorrow" like that, he walks back to his office which is in the mansion I can't help but sigh in relief for once the punishment wasn't heavy enough I was thankful it wasn't worse like last time, checking on my thigh a big ugly scar stared right back at me it still hurt until now 'When am I going to be perfect' I hate myself these scars are to remind me of the mistakes I have to be perfect no matter what with that thought in mind I put on a robe and head to my closet to get my clothes for the night. I felt a headache kicking in, and my body was on the verge of giving up. I had no appetite to eat, so I flopped on the bed, and I don't know when I drifted off to sleep. Mr. Lee kept on wiping the sweat off Jimin's forehead, he was in his office while checking through the CCTV cameras but mostly the camera in Jimin's room he fell asleep on his seat when he heard some voices, looking through his computer, he could see how Jimin was trembling under the sheets; he couldn't help but curse who caused it. "That bastard of a photographer is at fault, thanks to him, you are in this condition," he huffed in annoyance as he continued to move the towel to his chest, but he paused and looked at his bare chest,t moving His finger down to his abdomen and abruptly stopped, and continued to wipe himself. "but baby don't worry he must be six feet under right now paying for his sins that son of a b*tch". Soon enough, his temperature cooled down, but again, he was getting cold. Jimin unconsciously held the hand that was on his forehead and held it tight to his chest. " So warm," he caressed his hand and For a moment, Mr.Lee smiles.... "See what happened to my baby boy after that bastard did, here ...I will warm you up," the older man said, getting into the blankets, wrapping his hands around the trembling body in the middle of the night...... He snakes his arms around his waist after pulling the covers on top of them and nuzzles his head into his hair, not forgetting to inhale the sweet scent. "Baby boy, you smell so good can't help but admire you every day yy but it's ok, we can take tats in slow. In the meantime, I will continue admiring you like this I will cuddle you to warm you. u will be here beside you. You know no one dares to touch what is mine. Yomine will be mine, no one else's, and whoever tries to even touch a strand of your hair will meet hell on earth. Or, for 20 minutes, he continued to say Sweet words into his ears as he kept on kissing his neck. My Baby, goodnight," and he fell into a deep slumber holding him tight to his body.