Author's pov

The kitchen cabinet generated a creaking sound as Jin hurriedly opened it up.

Empty.

His knife holder which was attached on the cabinet door was empty.

He replayed the video again scanning his bear dressed up in his school uniform. The teenager opened the same cabinet and took the lone knife.

Yes, he has a camera installed in his small apartment which was known to him only. Jin has an obsession with capturing pictures and making videos, mostly recording his self.
But now it has proven more useful than he initially believed.

The teenager walked out of the door, encircling his face with a cap and mask.

"Why would he do that?"

The simple question to which he wanted to know the answer.

Jin entered the spotless room scanning it with his sharp eyes striving to find something.

In the corner, near the leg of his study table was lying a beautiful sparkling thing.

Jin kneeled down and impatiently picked up the toy ring. The twinkling ring with a pink heart in the centre. The ring which Taehyung selected for himself.

" where are you?"
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"I knew you would come"
Sanghoon smiled fixing his glasses.

He was waiting in the storage room, like ever, for his brilliant student.

Taehyung locked the door after him. He unveiled himself, peeling the mask and cap off.

Through the shattered and rusty elevated windows ( the windows were fixed at the topmost of the wall) the glittering orange rays of the sunset gave an innocent glow to the younger while the same rays enriched the man's evil.
It was funny how the sunset could reveal true identities.

"Taehyung"
The man creepily said removing the distance between them.

"Sir, I'm so scared"
Sanghoon was beyond surprised when the teenager hugged him rigidly.
"I was so scared that my kidnapper would hurt me"
Taehyung cried out, his eyes were shedding tears while his demeanour became tiny.

"Oh, my baby, don't worry sir has got you"
The teacher said, he wormed his hands on the youngers back touching him with love and sympathy.

"I accidentally watched your video and I knew It was you. So when I got a chance I ran away. I don't want to go to my parents. I could only think of you"
Taehyung whimpered out. He fisted the white shirt in his small hand and rested his head on his teacher's chest.

"I knew those videos won't get wasted. Don't worry I won't let your parents take you away"
Sanghoon gently patted the head of younger while his other hand was running all over his back.

"Can you......can you delete those videos now. I don't want police to find you, sir"
Taehyung asked after a minute of silence.

"Sure whatever my baby wants"
Sanghoon smiled he broke the hug but still kept his hands on the teen shoulders.

"Thank yous-"

"JUST KIDDING!!!!!"

Taehyung got cut by his teacher's hyena laugh. Sanghoon cracked up as if he saw the funniest thing in his life. He moved away from the teenager taking support from the metal racks.

"You are a bad liar."
Sanghoon said when his lips settled down.
"You think I can't see through you. Once I delete the videos, you would run away from me"
The older gritted his teeth.

He walked toward the teenager with heavy strides. Trapping him between his arm and the wall but a sharp object hindered his motive.

"I didn't come unarmed"
Taehyung warned he placed the knife between them maintaining a hand distance but was still trapped by an arm.
"Don't associate yourself with me anymore"
He said with a straight face.

Sanghoon eyed the sharp object with bored expressions. Well, he failed to notice the bag clasped by his lovely student.
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"Taehyung started acting strangely after these videos"
Jin mumbled. He played the video of his imposter again.

"I'm gonna make a harem of all the beautiful boys which I kidnap. The harem for me to enjoy"

"Is it possible that he went to this man's place"
Jin reckoned.
"There aren't many clues in this minute-long video. How would he go there?"

"No.........Unless...."
His eyes dilated wondering upon his thought.
"He already knew this man"
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Sanghoon smirked, walking back on his shoes giving Taehyung his space but that didn't mean the teen lowered his guards.

"You classmates bully you restlessly and your teacher hid the fact.."
Sanghoon said he twisted his body toward the right.
"Even your abusive parents put on a good act in front of the media"

"So what"
Taehyung let out. The knife still clasps between his fingers.

"You....."
The older turned to face his student.
" might have thought - ' Am I better living off with my kidnapper'. "
The male fixed his black coat and repeated his habit of fixing his glasses.

"You CHOOSING YOUR KIDNAPPER OVER ME IS JUST-!!!!!!"
Sanghoon screamed, the vein on his necks popping out. The muscles of his face tensed up making the teenager frightened. Taehyung dropped his bag and clutched the knife between his hands becoming more alert.

"You abuse your authority as a teacher"
Taehyung shouted.
"You are worse than any criminal. You have absolutely no right to say bad things about him"

Sanghoon formed an 'o' with his lips nodding in amusement.
"That nice kidnapper of yours-"
He measured two steps.
"Are you really sure that he's a good person?"

"If he was, he should have reported your parents and left you with the care facility. This way he could have restored your safety and happiness, without turning into a criminal"
Sanghoon shakes his head in disappointment.
"Ever your kidnapper didn't really care about your happiness. At last, you were thoroughly used"

"So what"
Taehyung said.
"I used my kidnapper for the sake of my happiness. He could use me too as he please. This is how our relationship is"

"Oh~~"

"So"
Taehyung compressed his grip on the sharp item.
"I'll make sure that you won't disturb it even if I have to kill you"
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"You know where to come by evening. Byeee~~"

" Evening?"
Jin mumbled. He pressed the button In his phone reading the time.

"5:44"

He accessed the video footage of his room, reading the digits on the screen.

"Taehyung left the house at 4:30"

With crooked long fingers of his, he scrolled through thousands of the pictures.

The pictures of Taehyung which he clicked without his awareness. He would occasionally follow the boy through day and night, snapping as much as he can.

He paid attention to the time written on every photo when something clicked in his mind.

Most of the pictures, which were snapped between four to six were of the boy either going inside the school storage room ( Which was another building with one of his wall attached to the school building) or coming out of it.
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"You didn't go through all the trouble of making those videos just to call me here, what is your motive?"

Sanghoon chuckled, his eyes glittering with spark, finally the moment he was waiting for.

" You want to be happy right?"

"Well, my offer involves- deleting of videos, letting your kidnapper go and ensuring your happiness."
Sanghoon told counting the points on his tips.

"What do you want in return?"

"I want to be your kidnapper"

Taehyung stiffened his mind couldn't comprehend the meaning behind it.

"Kidnapper?"

Sanghoon chuckled
"Yes, your real kidnapper"

"What would you gain by this?"
The teenager shouted.

"Some actions cannot be measured in gain and looses, you know"
Sanghoon shuffled toward the boy.

"This is what love is"
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"Yes"
Chaeyoung answered the ringing telephone of the busy police station.

Her hands were busy holding a file while she clenched the phone between her ear and shoulder.

"HUH!!!! WHAT!!!!"
The file fell from her hands hearing the new.
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"Who do you think it was that called you out here to show their love?"
Sanghoon said taking a step closer.

"Who do you think you belong to?!"

"Stay away from me. You make me sick!!!"
Taehyung screamed.
He ran toward the door but a force on his wrist halted his escape.

Sanghoon pinned the wrist on the wall making the knife fall from the boy's hand.
"Did you just realised how serious the situation you're in, right now?!"
He pinned both the wrist reducing the space between them.

"My My.........
You didn't expect this, do you?"
Sanghoon whispered to the trembling boy.

Taehyung whimpered from the pressure applied on his wrist. He thrashed his body around trying to get away but that wasn't possible.

"What kind of fun things did you do with him?"
Sanghoon questioned his body pumping with pleasure, watching the petty fight of his love.

"Hyung isn't like you!!!"
Taehyung screamed in defence of his hyung.

"So your kidnapper is a young man"
The older chuckled applying more pressure on the bruised wrist. He tilted his head before placing his lips near Taehyung's ear.

"I'm envious.
You staying with another man"

"Let go of me!!!!"
Taehyung cried out which resulted in a laugh from his teacher.
"Don't make me scream. I would scream and everyone would know about you"
The boy warned.

"Oh no no, you won't scream"
Sanghoon mumbled.

"You won't scream because then you won't be able to stay with your beloved hyung. You don't want that, do you?"

Without getting a reply he tossed the boy on the dirty mattress and planted his hands on either side of his head.

"All you have to do is keep quiet and be loved"
Sanghoon untucked the boy's school shirt.
"I was always envious of your kidnapper"
He popped open the first two buttons and started his wet trail of kisses on the skinny torso.
"Because he can always be with you, anytime and anywhere he wanted to"

Sanghoon licked the sweaty neck of his student and left feather kisses all over.
"I regret that I didn't kidnap you first"

"But that has been taken care of"

Sanghoon smiled he came face to face with the boy, who was lying lifeless.

"Starting today, I am your Hyung"

A tear escaped from the younger's eye sliding down from the corner.

"Ah, I knew it.........This is how my life is.
I couldn't do anything with my strength.
I only did what the adults told me to.
The happiness that I shared with hyung, felt like a dream........... But now, I've woken up."

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