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Over the past weeks, Hanseo had learnt that going against his brother made no difference; he was stuck by the older’s side. Hanseok had simply seen it as adding to the pet training he inflicted on the younger.
When their father had shown no ill intent against his son’s relationship, Hanseok had wasted no time to train Hanseo in what he deemed as simple etiquette of an omega. The older of the two had insisted that a proper omega was made to please their Alpha’s every request, but Hanseo disagreed. In the beginning he fought against his abuser, kicking and screaming at the elder, trying to prove that he would never be a plaything for his brother. But whenever Hanseo made a move that was against the older’s wishes, he’d be punished in different ways Hanseok had deemed suitable.
As time went on, Hanseo learnt to adapt - to be quiet unless spoken too, to only follow what Hanseok said. But the problem was that it seemed like Hanseok expected Hanseo to figure out all the rules on his own, with no further help. At random times Hanseok would lash out and punish the younger. Each time Hanseo thought he had figured the other out, he was yet again thrown to the floor and beaten. With the constant abuse, Hanseo learnt to also keep the noises down when he was abused. Even though Hanseok had beaten the rule in to him, it seemed to further anger Hanseok.
The elder thrived on seeing the fear in Hanseo’s eyes and hearing the pained cries from his lips. But when those sweet moments were taken from him, he resorted to cruel punishments. Locking him in tight spaces for hours, barely big enough so Hanseo could breathe. Injecting him with needles again and again, until his arms were bloodied and bruised. Pulling his nails out one by one, going agonisingly slow before pouring alcohol over the open wounds.
For Hanseo, it was agonising. Because if he made a noise during the sessions, which he will do, Hanseok would start all over again - until Hanseo passed out. Through the punishments, the Alpha been able to somewhat tame Hanseo, at least enough for Hanseo to play along. But as he got more domesticated, the punishments would get harsher and harsher if he stepped out of line.
The worst had come when Hanseo foolishly tried to escape. He wasn’t sure what he had expected, as Hanseok was never about to leave him out of his sight for long. The omega had taken the chance at night, once Hanseok had deemed himself to be finished with his work on the younger’s body. When he could hear his older brother start the shower, Hanseo slipped out of the bed and with quiet steps walked to the door. With his heart in his throat, he slipped through it and out into the hallway.
It felt like each of his steps was loud as bombs, echoing in the empty room.
Each time he advanced further forward, he glanced backwards; as if he expected the Alpha to be panting against his neck. When he finally made it out of the door, he sprinted as fast as he could, away from the house that kept him prisoner. Out in the street Hanseo did the first thing he could think of, which was to run up to the neighbouring houses and ring their doorbells. But each house seemed to dwell in darkness, with nobody opening their doors.
With the last strength he had, as the hope he had felt mere moments ago had started to slip away from his fingers, he rang on a neighbour’s house. With a strained ear, he listened for any noises from the house. Just as Hanseo’s about to turn around, he heard it; the lovely sound of footsteps thundering down the stairs.
Hanseo is almost ready to drop down on his knees. He felt so thankful that someone would save him, until he’s met with the man at the other side of the door.
“What?” An old man says. He stares with contempt at the younger, taking a sniff in the air before sneering at the pheromones Hanseo released - the air thick of the scent of a distressed omega.
“P-Please help me!” Hanseo cried out, “I-I’ve been forcefully mated against-”
Suddenly a hand grasped onto his mating bite, hard enough for him to lose all power in his body. With a thud, he fell back against a hard chest. Hanseo wept for the implication this had; he had failed.
“I’m so sorry that my omega so rudely interrupted your night,” Hanseok said, even though no trace of sincerity was present. His hand wrapped around the base of Hanseo’s neck, keeping him still; but Hanseo wasn’t sure he could move even if he wanted.
“Keep a leash on the bitch,” the older man simply said before closing the door with a thud.
Hanseok sneered at the closed door, almost as if he was ready to attack the neighbour for insulting his property. Hanseo felt something tug at him at the angry pheromones that rolled in the air. He felt himself be filled with warmth at his mate protecting him against the vile words; Hanseo felt disgusted at himself for being so weak minded.
The omega wasn’t able to fight back once the elder started dragging him back home. He wasn’t able to fight when he was chained to a radiator in the basement. He wasn’t able to fight when he was kept there for five days, with no interaction with his forced mate.
The feeling was excruciating. It felt like his limbs were slowly being severed off as a stake was driven into his heart. He knew the only reason why he felt this way was because his omega was kept from his alpha. It hurt in ways he couldn’t describe; but it hurt even more since he knew Hanseok wasn’t in the same pain. As the elder never made Hanseo bite a mating mark into him, he was simply freed from the misery.
When Hanseok finally opened the door and let the dark room be filled with light, Hanseo is ready to crawl over to him; to beg and plead for forgiveness. He’s ready to accept any punishment, any abuse - as long as he could always be by his brother’s side.
When Hanseo presented himself before his brother, on his knees and with pleading eyes; Hanseok merely tsked at him. Taking the chain of the radiator before pulling on it until their lips are pressed against each other. Hanseo doesn’t push away. He accepts the warm skin against him. Because he would rather feel the disgusting touch of his brother than to be kept away from him ever again.
As a last act, Hanseok held him down as he carved the rules into his back; as if to remind him that he would never be free from them. With the rules branded into his skin, he felt the last fight in him slip out.
Needless to say, Hanseo never tried to escape again.