Silver Ribbons
Description
The cuffs were tight and the silver burned, but the pull of the moon, of freedom, was enough to keep him alive.
Foreword
“Puppy.” The sound of the name rolled off his lips coated in honey, so sweet that he leaned into his touch as he scratched behind his ear.
It was too sweet of an action to be given to a monster as dangerous as him. “You should get away from me. Nothing is stopping me from ripping you into pieces.”
“Then why haven’t you?” he asks.
He shrugs. “Don’t feel like it right now.” He looked down when the elder attempted to meet his eyes. “But I will again. Soon.” He added suddenly.
“Then I shall have to tame you.”
“Tame me? What does that mean?”
Suddenly he was frightened and the other’s touch was no longer comforting. He sat back on his heels, ready to dart away as soon as he needed to. “To tame means to establish ties.”
“So if you tame me, we shall need each other.”
He nodded, a smile barely forming on his lips. Just like that, he was safe again.
The feeling didn't last however, before he knew it he was being ripped out the arms that were holding him tight. He screamed, they both did, but it was no use. They put silver chains around wrists, the metal burning into skin and keeping his wolf locked up. He looked to the older who was being dragged away by his father, tears blurring his vision. "Please Chanyeol." He begged.
He didn't get to hear Chanyeol's reply as something hit him over the head knocking him unconscious and just like that, Jongin wasn't safe anymore.
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