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Gaon was never really afraid of Kang Yohan…not until that night.
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It was late evening as Kim Gaon sat his desk, finishing up some last-minute paperwork so that he wouldn’t have as much to do the next morning. Once he was finished with the paperwork, he shut everything down and packed everything up before he headed out of the office and out of Supreme Court, about to head down the stairs when a body suddenly dropped right in front of him, causing him to let out a cry as he jumped back in horror. At the sight of the blood and the body, Gaon had to quickly cover his mouth to keep from gagging or even worse, throwing up. He stood there for a moment, his hand still covering his mouth as he took deep breaths before he pulled his hand away from his mouth and shook his head.
“What the fuck…” he murmured before his eyes widened.
“Wait, where did the body even come from?” he wondered, taking a step forward before looking up to see where the body had fallen from. As he looked up, he noticed a person standing there, causing him to squint to see who it was. The longer he stared, the more he recognized the swoop of the hair and the stance of the person, making his eyes widen.
“Chief Kang?” he called out, making the figure look down at him sharply. Gaon’s eyes widened and he took a horrified step back, quickly pulling out his phone to make a call. Who he was calling, he wasn’t sure; maybe Soohyun or maybe even Min Jung-Ho. All he knew was that he needed to call someone to report the body and to report what just happened. As he was searching through his phone, he didn’t hear someone come up behind him until he felt a sudden sharp pain in the middle of his back and before he knew it, the world was falling and everything was fading to black.
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When Gaon awoke, he found himself sitting in an old-fashioned chair in a very ornately decorated room. Yet that wasn’t the weirdest thing about the whole situation, the weirdest thing about the whole thing was that he was chained to said old-fashioned chair, like he was some sort of criminal.
“What the hell?” he murmured, fighting against the chains and the cuffs around his wrists and ankles.
“Oh good, you’re awake” a voice purred, making Gaon look up to see his boss, Kang Yohan, slowly walking towards him.
“Sir…what is…what’s going on? What’s the meaning of this?” Gaon asked. Yohan smiled slightly as he stopped before him and reached out, gently grasping Gaon’s face in his hand so that Gaon was looking at him.
“Well, Gaon-ah…you saw something you really shouldn’t have” he murmured. Gaon blinked, his eyes big and innocent, as he frowned.
“You…you mean the body?” he whispered. Yohan nodded and hummed as he gently and absentmindedly stroked Gaon’s cheek with his thumb. Gaon then shook his head.
“I won’t tell anyone. I promise I won’t” he assured. Yohan chuckled mirthlessly as he continued to stroke Gaon’s cheek.
“But you were going to, weren’t you? You were going to call your precious Yoon Soonhyun or maybe even your beloved professor Min Jung-Ho. Weren’t you?” he growled, his grasp tightening on Gaon’s face, making him hiss in pain.
“Answer me” Yohan snarled. Gaon gulped before he looked Yohan in the eyes.
“If I had known it was you, I wouldn’t…I wouldn’t do that, sir” he whispered. Yohan raised an eyebrow.
“No? How do I know I can trust you?” he purred. Gaon looked at him with his big, innocent eyes.
“You can trust me, sir. I won’t tell anybody, I promise” he promised. Yohan chuckled, almost darkly, as he stroked Gaon’s cheek again.
“Unfortunately, Gaon-ah, I don’t believe you. So you’re going to remain here until I deal with this” he declared. Gaon looked at him in shock.
“What?” he breathed. Yohan smiled as he took a step back and motioned to the chair.
“You are to remain here, in the chair, chained, until I come and release you. The only time you are allowed to leave the chair is to use the bathroom and shower, eat dinner, and go to bed. Other than that, you are not allowed to leave” he declared. Gaon looked down at the chair then back up at Yohan before he began to struggle against his chains.
“Sir, please. You can’t do this. I promise I won’t tell anyone about what I saw. I promise” he begged. Yohan tsked.
“You should know better by now, Gaon-ah, that I don’t believe people very easily. And you are no exception” he stated. Gaon frowned.
“But what about work?” he argued. Yohan shrugged.
“You can work from home, can’t you?” he replied.
“The trials?” Gaon stated. Yohan smiled.
“I can always find a filler” he mused. Gaon huffed.
“You know that I can’t not call Soohyun…she’ll track me down” he reminded. Yohan chuckled.
“Oh, I’m well aware” he stated before he shrugged.
“But I frankly don’t care” he declared. Gaon huffed.
“And what about Min Jung-Ho?” he asked. Yohan raised an eyebrow.
“What about him? You think he’s going to come looking for you? You think these people are going to come save you, like you’re some damsel in distress and they’re your knights in shining armor? It’s time to grow up, Gaon-ah. Things like that only happen in fairytales” he sneered before he took a step forward and leaned down, getting in Gaon’s face.
“And this is no fairytale” he hissed. Gaon’s eyes widened and they began to fill with tears, causing Yohan to quickly stand up straight before he turned and walked towards the door.
“You can’t keep me here like this!” Gaon shouted, causing Yohan to stop and look over his shoulder at him.
“Can’t I?” he purred darkly before he opened the door to Gaon’s room and stepped out, shutting, and locking the door behind him. Gaon’s eyes widened even further as his mouth fell open and he began struggling against his chains again.
“Chief Kang! Chief Kang!” he shouted, the chains clanking against the wood of the chair as he struggled. After a while, however, he realized that it was useless to struggle; he really wasn’t going anywhere without Yohan. He then slumped against the chair and shut his eyes, heavily sighing. It was late, he was tired and this whole…being chained to a fucking chair by his own fucking boss nonsense was just exhausting. So, he decided that he might as well try to sleep it off and just forget about it…like it was nothing more than a bad dream.
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When Yohan returned later on that evening, since he spent all evening working with K to delete or erase all the CCTV footage in the area as well as dispose of the body while also doing clean up, he headed over to Gaon’s room and quietly opened the door, fully expecting the young man’s rage at being chained up (which Yohan didn’t want to do but Gaon would have gone to either Min Jung-Ho or that policewoman and Yohan couldn’t have that) but to his surprise, he found Gaon slumped in the chair, head hanging forward as he slept, chest slowly rising and falling. Yohan smiled slightly at the sight of the sleeping young judge and quietly walked over to him, kneeling down to unlock the chains around Gaon’s wrist and ankles, making sure that the chains didn’t clank too loudly as to not wake up the young man. Once the chains were removed, Yohan carefully scooped Gaon out of the chair and cradled him in his arms, carrying him over to the large king bed. He then placed him down on top of the comforter, watching him with soft eyes. As he watched him, his eyes began to wander until they stopped on Gaon’s wrists, which were red from where he struggled against the chains.
“Oh Gaon…” he murmured, reaching out and gently touching the tender parts of the young judge’s wrists.
“I’m sorry…but I couldn’t have you tell Soohyun or Min Jung-Ho…it won’t happen again” he promised before his eyes turned dark.
“Unless you see something you shouldn’t. Next time I won’t be so nice” he promised. Gaon, however, didn’t hear his threat and continued to sleep, Yohan watching him thoughtfully, protectively, possessively.
“You are mine. No one else’s. Mine” Yohan murmured as he eyed the red, sensitive parts of Gaon’s wrist.
“Mine” he growled.