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By now, Yuta had completely lost count of how long he had been in that place. He'd tried desperately to block each day out of his memory since he never wanted to relive what they had put him through. Now, he was lying on the bed, which was much less comfortable than his one at the house with his boys, completely naked.
These men had taken away his clothes pretty quickly no matter how much he had begged, saying that it meant he would be easily accessible. Yuta chose not to think about what they meant by that.
He'd completely lost hope of anyone coming to his rescue after the 4th day. Surely if they were coming here, they wouldn't leave him for even that long. And yuta couldn't remember how long ago that was.
Each day he woke up, ate whatever they chose to give him, which luckily was alright since they were clearly rich, and let them do whatever they wanted with him. Its not that he didnt mind, its just that he didnt have the energy or power to resist, and he didnt want to make his situation any worse.
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As jaehyun rested on the bed, he let his tears fall and drop onto the covers. Any other time this bed would be occupied by their yuta, and yuta would never let him cry alone, he would have gotten onto the floor and hugged jaehyun to his chest, telling him not to worry anymore. But now yuta was gone. And all that was left was the bed that hadn't been made and some clothes laying around.
Theyd failed him. After him putting his trust into all of them to keep him safe, they'd let him be taken away and now they had no clue how to yuta back.
Jaehyun didnt know how long he'd been sat on the floor crying before someone else joined him. He looked up when he felt the gentle hand rest on his shoulder.
It was Taeyong, his leader, who jaehyun would usually trust with his life, but now all he felt when their eyes met was betrayel. Taeyong was meant to protect them, but he'd put yuta in danger. For all they knew Yuta could be dead by now. Especially considering who he had been taken by.
Before Taeyong could even try to comfort him Jaehyun stood and shoved him away.
"You were meant to keep him safe! And you've failed him. He's probably dead and you know that too, you just don't want to admit it. I thought you would have cared for him after everything but clearly it was only me who did, you just wanted go fuck him, obviously."
As he shouted there were still tears streaming down his face and it made Taeyongs heart break a little bit. No one had really realised that jaehyun cared about yuta so much but maybe the signs should have been obvious.
"Listen jaehyun, I know how you feel really. Although you don't realise it, I care about yuta as much as you or any of the other boys. And I hate that I let that happen to him but I cant think of how any of us could have stopped it from happening. Now we need to focus on getting him out of there safely, because he might be okay but we need to be fast. And even if you won't held for me, you must want to get him back to us?"
Taeyong was right, jaehyun did want to see yuta happy and safe again, and to be able to hold him in his arms as soon as possible. So he followed the older man to the kitchen where the rest of the boys were gathered around the table. And there they sat for hours and hours until they had the best plan they could possibly have. They were going to get their yuta back for good.