Clap - 11

Jaemin clenched ich’s sleeve tightly. Save me. I feel like melting. Please. I was wrong. His lips moved busily, but no sound came out. Jaemin gasped for breath, pleading.

“I want to go home.”

“Shh… Isn’t it better here than in that dirty, cramped house where everyone gathers?”

Ihyun whispered in Jaemin’s ear. ‘Dirty, cramped house.’ It sounded like he had been to Jaemin’s house. However, Jaemin was in no state to consider that.

“Ah, please…”

“It’s okay. Sleep.”

Ihyun gently brushed Jaemin’s hair. It was a feeble comfort to calm Jaemin’s frightened heart. Strangely, the heat subsided. Being close to Ihyun and ich’s scents, it naturally happened.

ich gently stroked Jaemin’s chin. His hand passed over the chin and descended to the slender neck. His hand that caressed the trembling neck was filled with twisted desires.

“We will love you.”

“We will give you the love you’ve never received in your life, Jaemin.”

The voices of the two faded away. Jaemin’s eyelids drooped. Soon, pitch-black darkness engulfed everything. All that remained was the pheromones of the two alphas.

***

His hand felt light. The ring that had been on all day was gone. A faint bruise appeared, but he didn’t pay it any mind. Without the needle, he felt relieved. Jaemin sat up with a trembling body. It felt like sandbags were attached to the tips of his limbs.

He rubbed his wrist. Blue veins were visible. He was afraid of the drug swimming inside. What if he really became an omega? No way. He had never heard of a beta becoming an omega. Could they change his natural body? It was just the wild theory of crazy people with a facade of sanity.

Jaemin looked around. He noticed the bed he was lying on, a single armchair, and a bedside table. There was no sign of escape. However, he could feel the intense gazes of Ihyun and ich. The bug was still on the bedside table. Perhaps there was a camera hidden somewhere.

After breathing heavily for a while, Jaemin threw his legs under the bed. It seemed like he would face an unpleasant situation if he stayed here. He needed to escape quickly.

“Ugh…”

However, Jaemin’s attempt to escape ended before he could take a step. The shackle wrapped around his right leg was gnawing at his ankle. It was connected to an iron rod embedded in the floor. It was a large iron stake with eight large nails.

As Jaemin met the iron stake’s gaze, he took a deep breath. His chest swelled so much that he kept inhaling and exhaling. He couldn’t believe the reality.

A shackle. A real shackle. Really?

Jaemin tentatively touched the shackle on both sides. It was not made of rough iron but had leather wrapped in soft cloth. It didn’t hurt, but it was uncomfortable. It felt heavy and scary. Even though it was just a shackle, it felt like it wasn’t his own leg.

Above all, Jaemin provided an opportunity to objectively define his current situation.

Oh no. This is not a joke, it’s really bad. I might die. They are truly crazy people. This is headline news at 9 o’clock.

He had only vaguely thought it was a big problem. Drugs, shackles, bugs. A huge fear bombarded him, making his whole body tremble.

Jaemin pulled the shackle forcefully to the sides. However, the thick and tough leather didn’t budge. His tender fingers turned red from the effort. Jaemin pulled the shackle sideways like in yoga, trying to free himself.

However, no matter how he searched, he couldn’t figure out its structure. In the end, he just pulled it roughly. The leather-wrapped ankle felt sore, but in a life-threatening situation, he could endure even if his skin was peeled off.

When Jaemin couldn’t overcome his own strength to remove the shackle and fell back, he heard Ihyun’s voice.

“Oh, it seems painful.”

Startled, Jaemin quickly got up. When did he come in? He didn’t hear the sound of the door opening. Ihyun was like a ghost. With his white face always smiling, he seemed like a ghost wearing a human mask. So, every time they faced each other, Jaemin’s shoulders involuntarily tensed.