Chapter 6: help me

                                    

                                          


"Seokjin, Yoongi come with me"
                          
"NOW!"
                          
The two boys trailed behind their manager as they strolled across the maze of corridors until they reached a small room.
                          
Their manager took a seat and stared intently at them.
                          
The glare made both boys anxious and beads of sweat started to form on their foreheads.
                          
The boys stood a good distance apart they couldn't handle looking at each other or else they would break down into tears. Yoongi felt so hopeless to try and get a second chance and things still hadn't even sunk in for Jin, if he sees Yoongi his heart aches like someone has just stabbed it.
                          
"Why were you both crying in the concert?" their manager sharply spat and the two.
                          
Their manager had never treated the boys well. Pushing them to their limits every day, verbal abuse, sometimes even abuse.
                          
"i-i... It's j-just that the song m-makes me emotional" Jin mentally cursed at himself for stuttering and braced himself for the answer. Yoongi felt his eyes sting when he heard Jin's broken voice, the usual joy had vanished and was now left with a small, mumble.
                          
"Yoongi?"
                          
"yeah, yeah Ummm I'm having some family issues at home right now and that was one of their favourite songs so I just couldn't help but get emotional." Yoongi lied straight through his teeth once he had thought of a lame excuse.
                          
"Hmm I see....so why do these lyrics mean so much to you? It's not like you wrote them." the man stood up from his chair and moved his gaze to Jin. The gaze was a cold one full of hatred.
                          
"umm no, i-.... didn't write the lyrics but-" Jin paused when he noticed the man take a step closer to him.
                          
"Carry on," The man was pretty much touching distance away from Jin now. He circled Jin and listened to him intently.
                          
"uh-Ummm I'm sorry hyung but I'm not comfortable with this." Seokjin was now very nervous as he felt his manager brush his lips against the back of his neck. It sent chills down his spine at the uncomfortable closeness.
                          
Yoongi thought it had gone too far when he watched the man snake his arm around Jin's waist and the other caress his hair."What the hell are you doing? He said that he doesn't like it, so STOP!"
                          
"Is someone jealous?" He evilly smirked and walked towards Yoongi. He didn't reply to his manager because yes, he was jealous and he was also concerned for Jin if he wasn't there who knows what would have happened.
                          
"I guess that's a yes" he whispered.
                          
Yoongi took a step away but stopped right in his tracks when get felt a strong grip wrap around his wrist. He gulped, their manager has never done anything like this before.
                          
The tall man walked over and grabbed Jin's wrist too. He now had both men together in his control.
                          
"Now tell me, boys," he increased his grip a little, "why were you crying? It's bad for the company." He harshly whispered through gritted teeth.
                          
Their manager wasn't a small guy, he was around 6'3" and he wasn't skinny. His muscles could always be seen if he was wearing a t-shirt and he always wore a menacing smile on his face. 
                          
He was an intimidating guy.
                          
"Answer ME!" the grip on their wrist tightened a large amount and they both whimpered in pain.
                          
"H-hyung p-p-please stop." Jin pleaded as he felt his eyes sting and tear up.
                          
"TELL ME" His knuckles had turned white when he increased the pain for the two even more.