Everybody asleep? Ok -


Having thoughts about nothing but hsk who falls in obsession at first sight with yoon's pretty doll features and ends up kidnapping him so he can keep him as his beautiful doll all for himself, dressing him up in pretty clothes and pretty makeup...

kidnapping dollification abuse non-con basically anything effed up you've been warned

Hoseok is pretty popular, he's got a bunch of friends and usually gets along with everyone, sweeping any person off their feet with his brilliant smile and charming aura, but he isn't

interested in anyone in /that/ way.
Not until he sees him for the first time.

Yoongi is a shy and introverted person who isn't very noticeable at first, unless you pay closer attention to him. And once Hoseok does, he's obsessed. Like, literally cannot stop thinking about him

every moment he's alone with his thoughts. About his small, slender built, his porcelain skin, his plump little lips that he keeps biting whenever he's nervous. God, yoongi looks like a doll. Like the most beautiful doll hoseok has ever seen. There's something about his small,

kitten-ish eyes and his button nose, about the way he always makes himself even smaller than he already is, that drives hoseok insane the more he just stares at him from afar and then, some time later, when he approaches him and introduces himself to yoongi.
Like a living doll.

It's a shame. Because now every minute hoseok doesn't see him, he just yearns, wants to keep looking at him, maybe hold his hands, brush his hair, squeeze those cute round cheeks until they're turning a nice shade of pink. Yoongi already is pink all over, he's noticed.

Elbows, knuckles, knees, lips.. when he blushes.... It makes him look even more like a doll. Hoseok wants to dress him up in pretty pink clothes to match with that. So the next day, he does.

Spikes his drink and carries him all the way to his own apartment, one which fortunately

doesn't have any neighbours.

When yoongi wakes up in a bed, dizzy, disorientated, in a pink dress and with his hands and legs tied by pastel rope matching the dress, he fucking panics. Cries and screams and when the guy (did he say his name was hobi, or something like that?) who

did this to him shows up, he puts up a fight like his life depends on it (which it probably does). Until that freak grabs his hands and twists them until the wrists crack, and the blinding pain makes him tumble back down, crying in anguish.

"I don't like hurting you, doll, I

really don't want to. Don't want to blemish your pretty body, that would be such a shame. But if you try to run away I will have to break your legs as well. The door is locked anyway, and there's no one around who could hear you, so don't try to fight it. I promise, I won't hurt

you. You're way too precious for that, just want to keep you around. Will you give me some company?"

Not knowing what to answer to that, Yoongi just keeps quiet, not looking up at that freak, but he fliches when Hoseok suddenly gets closer and pulls him into a warm embrace.

"I'm so happy you're here with me now!"

Yoongi learns that he meant it, waking up again later to his hands being bandaged but without the rope tying his wrists and ankles together, instead there's only a chain linking his feet to the bed post now. Hoseok hasn't hurt him in any way anymore but apparently washed him and

dressed him in something new. A long, flowy skirt and an oversized shirt this time. When he pleads him for food hoseok brings him a bottle of water and feeds him a few sips, definitely not enough to sate him, but he's always very sweet and gentle towards yoongi. It's creepy,

but yoongi tells himself it could be worse, right? Hoseok seemed so kind when he first met him, could even seem like a normal person person right now if it weren't for the fact that Yoongi's absolutely terrified of him. He's literally just spending all his time grooming him-

washing him, shaving him, doing his hair, putting the most ridiculous outfits on him and then finishing it up with some makeup and accessories. But he also screams at him when his tears make the eye makeup runny and grabs makeup wipes to rub everything off him painfully rough,

but yoongi can't shove him off because his wrists hurt so fucking much and he's pressed against the mattress and can't get away from it, just whimpering and trying so damn hard to finally stop crying.

"why do you have to RUIN EVERYTHING, can't you just fucking SHUT UP AND JUST

STAY STILL, YOU'RE MAKING EVERYTHING WORSE"

Hoseok needs everything to be neat, perfect, and there's no way he's gonna let something like that dirty his pretty doll. So the next day he comes home with waterproof mascara and eyeliner, and from then on there's no smudgy makeup

anymore! He's so ecstatic about it, even tries some more complicated looks out after watching a few tutorials, though his favourite one will always be very light makeup that just accentuates Yoongi's doll features: blush over his cheeks, pink lipgloss on his pout and a soft line

at his lashline to make his kitten eyes even sharper.

"Your legs are so slim and pretty, you'd think they're girl's legs," he chuckles while changing him into thigh socks one time, "in those clothes you might as well be one, with how dainty you are."

Yoongi is humiliated by those words, but Hoseok has made him so vulnerable and

controlled by now, he sometimes feels like he is an actual doll, so he's used to feeling this way. One time he couldn't hold it in until hoseok came back home and was forced to pee himself, and not only did he want to die of shame and embarrassment, but Hoseok also threw a

terrifying tantrum when he found out he'd soiled himself and his pretty outfit.

Hoseok is sweet and gentle, until he gets angry. Then yoongi really fears for his life.

Most of his days he spends sleeping, too exhausted to do anything else, until hoseok comes back. With nothing to keep him occupied, other than the little flamingo plushie on his bed (a gift from a friend, Hoseok had told him; a horrifying thought that people are friends with

someone like him, not knowing what he's secretly doing), there's nothing else to do anyway. Left alone to his thoughts, of how much he misses going outside, of how he'll probably never be able to play piano or guitar again, with how much his wrists are fucked up.

Yoongi doesn't know at which point he starts looking forward to hoseok coming home, but all he knows is that it's a bittersweet highlight of his day to get taken care of, because it's less lonely. Once he's back, Hoseok always washes him, sometimes even carries him into the

tub for a nice long bath, then dresses him again - often with some new outfit he had just bought, and if he's feeling generous, also feeding yoongi something. He always talks to him, compliments and praises him, and tells him about his day. Sometimes he also talks about the past,

about things that have troubled him or things he's unsure about.
Yoongi usually just listens, he knows he's not really expected to answer to anything. He just goes along, not putting up a fight, for his own sake. As long as hoseok is happy, he's nice.

Sometimes he wonders if his family miss him, if they're looking for him. He hasn't spoken to them in over 9 months... no, wait, longer than that, how long has he been here?
He never had many close friends, but did anyone notice his absence? Will the police find him one day?

Hoseok's favourite outfit ever is a newly bought dress with endless frills and a sewn-in petticoat that makes it super floofy, because it makes yoongi look like a real, oversized doll. It only fits him since he's so small, which made hoseok overjoyed while trying it on for the

first time, though he does have to admit it's just a tiny bit too short. It shows off just too much of Yoongi's legs, his gorgeous, milky thighs, and that's going to drive him insane one day. How is he supposed to hold himself back when his beautiful doll is so enticing with

that adorable little outfit on? It's not fair.
And no matter how much that sight alone provokes him, really, nothing beats actually touching him. Yoongi's skin is extremely soft, and running his hands over said thighs is incredibly addicting. The way it makes him squirm ever so

slightly, how it also pushes up the dress until he's getting exposed... Hoseok watches with a twisted fascination how his fingertips slowly reach Yoongi's hip bones, the layers of frill and tulle gathering over his arms, and my god he's even pink down there. It's not like hoseok

hasn't already seen it a million times by now but he's astonished every time. Everything about yoongi is just so perfect, so /beautiful/. He loves him with every fiber of his being and it overwhelms him sometimes, though it also rages like a blazing flame inside his guts in

moments like these. His hands keep stroking Yoongi's thighs but god dammit it's not enough and it just drives him fucking nuts so he leans down to press a few kisses to the pale skin which actually makes yoongi flinch.

He shouldn't indulge, he really shouldn't, but he

can't seem to stop anymore now.

"pretty baby. My pretty, beautiful darling, my prince."

Yoongi is horrified, but can barely fight it, at this point he's too mentally and physically exhausted. It's been a day since he drank anything and god knows how long since he'd last gotten anything to eat and his arms and legs feel too heavy to lift, not even to mention that his

wrists hurt too much to try and push hoseok away. He can just plead weakly as he's positioned and handled around until hands on his neck shut him up again, so he closes his eyes instead, doesn't want to have to twatch. Worst of all is that he hasn't gotten off in so long

that his body can't help react eagerly, which only prompts hoseok on to go even harder.

And holy shit, the noises yoongi makes.. between the panting and the gasps there are those tiny little squeaks, whines, noises he can't seem to control. The blush on his cheeks is creeping all the way down his neck and chest, disappearing right underneath the collar or the dress.

He looks like an angel. It's sinful.

A dirty little doll. Hoseok snaps out of his trance when he's finished and looks down to see the mess they've made, wet and sticky and with cum even up the dress.
"oh no, no nonono.."

As the realisation hits him full force he starts to

become aggravated; what has he done?? It's all RUINED now

He has to change everything, throws the dress and the sheets into the washing machine and scrubs his doll under scalding hot water until Yoongi's skin is raw, but finally everything is clean and nice and pretty

again. That's much better.
Pretty in a new outfit, some pastel cotton pajamas with long pants that won't tempt him to dirty his precious doll again.

Instead of carrying him back into the bed, he actually takes him to the living room, sitting on the couch, just holding him close.

It's a sudden but welcome change after yoongi has spent the entire time only chained to the bed, or sometimes in the bathroom, not even having seen any other room of the apartment. But he can't really focus on it, because he's just so incredibly tired and his body aches

everywhere, his legs, his arms, and now down there too, with his skin still burning all over. And the warm embrace feels nice, being held closely since what feels like forever, it's nice. He can finally let his body relax a bit again.

Which is stupid, he should be fighting

Hoseok, now that he's unchained, and try to get out, get someone to help him.
But he's too scared. The door is locked, he doesn't know how high the windows are off the ground and he can't even use his hands, it's literally so futile he knows that it'll only anger hoseok and maybe

cost him his legs as well. Or, maybe even worse..

"You won't leave me," Hoseok suddenly mutters at one point, "you'll stay here with me, right?"

He's looking down at yoongi, placing a hand on his soft cheek and making him look up to meet his gaze, as if to ask for an answer. Yoongi can only stare back dumbly, taking in Hoseok's

sullen expression, his downturned mouth and furrowed brow, wondering what made him come to this sudden thought. He nods as an answer, of course he does, what else could he do. Maybe this is some sort of test?

Hoseok's face definitely softens after that, and the hand on Yoongi's

face tenderly caresses his cheek then, before running through his hair and brushing his bangs out of the way.
"Can you smile for me?"

The request catches him off guard even more but Yoongi quickly forces himself to smile nevertheless, dreading consequences if he were to

disobey and do anything else.

"That's it, so pretty. Such an adorable smile. The prettiest darling."

From then on, Hoseok takes him to the couch to cuddle more often, or even sits him at the dining table to eat.

He also asks him to smile more often now.

And strangely enough, Yoongi really enjoys these

moments of softness and affection, of being hugged close like a big plushie and caressed all night. He can almost pretend everything is fine, then, if he just tries hard enough.
It's kind of scarily nice this way, it almost makes it more bearable to be chained to the bed all the

remaining time.

Until the day hoseok doesn't come back home.
It's so unusual for Hoseok to be late, he's always home around the same time, give or take a bit whenever he's going shopping. He's always sticking to his plans and his routines and he'd never arrive home late.

Yoongi's spiralling into a hysteric panic, thinking about all the things that could've happened to him, and what if he never comes back? What if he was in an accident or got involved in something bad, or even worse, just decided to leave because he got tired of him and

doesn't care anymore?

What will happen to yoongi then, would anyone ever find him anymore, will he have to stay there waiting in that bed until he's starved to death?

He doesn't know how much more time has passed until he opens his eyes to see hoseok standing in the doorway, and just bursts into tears with relief.

"woah, hey, what's wrong? Did you miss me that much?" Hoseok is by his side immediately and cradles him into his arms, with yoongi

burying his face into Hoseok's shoulder and sobbing until his shirt is soaked.

"no no, don't cry, that doesn't look very pretty."

Yoongi looks up at him with big, watery eyes and sniffs but tries to keep the tears down then, because he doesn't want to end up

all puffy and snotty and make Hoseok angry, he's just so glad that he came back.

"although I can't lie, you look pretty even with tears, my little angel," Hoseok whispers before he leans down to kiss away one that's rolling down over his cheeks, then places a second kiss

on the other, and, lastly, one on Yoongi's pouty lips.