My Dark Side w/ Tenny
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Thread Topic: My Dark Side w/ Tenny
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Randson obeyed, walking down the street and towards the car. As he walked, he thought about his boyfriend. Randson hoped he wouldn't get mad at him for being stupid and getting kidnapped. He finally reached the car. He would have said something about how Wynter's car was nicer if it wasen't for he cloth over his mouth. He huffed, getting into the back of the car.
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He can thank his lucky stars for that cloth o.o
Two more guys squeezed into the back seat with him, another guy called shotgun, and Alex drove. The rest of the guys piled into a different car and they all kicked dirt as they sped off, radios cranked too loud and playing bad music. -
Yes xD
Randson felt very squished in the bad seat, and the music they were playing didnt make it any better for him at all. He wanted to cover his ears, but his hands were tied up as well. He huffed, looking out the window. -
Once they were past that section of town, Alex jerked his head at one of the guys in the back. The kid nodded back and slowly freed Randson's hands. Alex pulled into the driveway of an old house in the bad part of town. "Alright, Randson, any funny tricks and your boyfriend dies without mercy. Walk calmly into the house and you'll be fine. Boys, he needs an escort?" The two in the back nodded and exited through their respective doors, one indicating for him to follow.
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Randson rubbed at his wrists nervously once they were untied, whimpering a little though the cloth over hid mouth didnt really let that out. He shifted in his seat as a small act of defiance before getting out of the car himself and standing beside the one who had motioned for him to come out.
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The other guy came around the car and stood behind Randson. The one who had motioned to him placed his hand on the small of the little one's back and gently urged him forward, following Alex into the house. The second car arrived soon after and six more guys followed them into the house. Once they were inside, the door was locked and a half-dozen heads rushed about to turn on lights and set up the security system they knew they would need.
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Randson tensed up a little when he felt a hand on his back, but said nothing about it as they walked towards the house. When they finally entered, Randson looked around, curious. Even in times like this, he was as curious as always. A little yawn slipped through, loud even with the cloth on. Randson tried to talk. "Can I go to sleep?"
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Once there were at least four guys on lookout and five more armed and ready for Wynter, Alex removed the gag from Randson's mouth, rolling his eyes. "What was that, muffin?"
Meanwhile, an incident happened at Wynter's work. Naturally, he was unharmed, but the boss gave him a reasonable bonus for his trouble and let him go home early. He raced home, ready to curl up with his boyfriend and be done with the day. -
Randson accidently yawned again, and he brought up his small hand to cover it up as he did. He removed his hand, swaying side to side out of habit. "Can I go to sleep? I'm sleepy.." The sentence made him sound like a five year old, but it was he truth. He was dead tired.
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Alex groaned and rubbed his face. "If you can sleep tied to a chair, then yes. But you might want to wake up to watch us kill your boyfriend.." He glanced away as a guy carried over a metal chair and set it against the wall farthest from the door. "Sit down, muffin."
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Randson let out a little gasp, eyes wide. "You are so not killing Wynter. Why don't you just kill me? Cause I'm like, right here! And he's like, over somewhere!" He said loudly, voice getting higher every word. He glared at the chair before sitting down criss cross in it, crossing his arms.
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Alex stood in front of him while another guy tied him up. The leader leaned down and smirked at Randson. "Because.. We have a debt to square with him." He stood up all the way as another thug handed him a gun and extra ammo. He loaded it up and stuck the ammo in his pants pocket. "Besides, you're muuuuch too attractive to kill.."
Wynter quickly pulled up to the house, grinning. Noticing the lights off, he rushed up the steps and guessed that Randson was still in school. He opened the door, turned on the lights, and froze. Instantly knowing what had happened, he fell to his knees, gasping. -
Randson frowned at the tall guy who was apparently the leader of all this. "So? Can't you guys just shake hands and be friends?" He said, exausted. He was so tired, what he said next just came out as a low murmer. "You know, Wynter thinks I'm attractive.." He yawned again, eyes fluttering shut.
Nonna was walking around the house, looking at everything they did when Wynter came in. Nonna rushed over to him, skidding across the floor and mewing. -
Alex laughed at Randson's suggestion and slowly leaned over again. He smiled and rested a hand on the boy's upper thigh. "Mm, I'm sure he does~"
Wynter absentmindedly took the cat in his hands and pet it as he thought about what had probably happened and what he should do. He quickly stood up and set the cat on the table. "Stay" he muttered at it as he raced up the stairs to the bedroom. He had a chest hidden deep in his closet that Randson didn't know about, and he was never more glad for it. He emptied the chest of all its guns, strapping that and random body armor on all over. He stared at himself in the mirror and frowned at the full battle attire he had on. -
Randson let out a little sound of protest when he felt a hand rest on his upper thigh, but kept his eyes closed. He really couldnt move, and he was so sleepy he barley felt the hand was there. If anything, it kinda helped him relax.
Nonna obeyed, pacing up and down the table as he waited for the second half of his owner to come. The other half was gone, and that made Nonna mew loudly.
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