What Happened to You?

14

"Are you sure you're okay, baby?" Jimin's mother asked him, noticing his stumble and harsh limp.

Jimin nodded, collapsing onto the couch. "Alright. Your father and I will be back soon, at the most two hours, okay Jimin?" She told her son, seeing her nephew passed out on the couch. Jimin nodded again, not speaking. His mother left with a sigh.

"Teenager's are so disrespectful."

Jimin looked over at his baby cousin, unable to believe he wasn't cute and innocent.

Jimin pulled out his phone, and got onto Google.

After a few minutes, he realized what was happening to him was rape. Illegal, and bad.

Jimin didn't like the label for the situation either. It sounded like a scary word. He was given a number to call in case he was getting sexual assulted, and thought about calling for a few minutes.

He didn't like the feelings he felt last night, but he loved his cousin. He didn't want to get him in trouble or ever hurt.

"What do you think your doing?" His cousin snatched his phone from his hands. Jimin was frozen with fear all over again, his heart already racing in his chest. "Were you gonna call someone?!" He asked. Jimin only studdered, too horrified to say just one word.

"Speak, slut!" His cousin ordered, pulling Jimin onto the floor. The elder started crying, curling up into himself in hopes his cousin would leave him alone.

"NO!" Jimin screamed at his cousin, when he felt a hand pull on his jeans. "ANSWER ME!" His cousin yelled at him, ripping Jimin's jeans in half. "STOP IT!" Jimin kicked his cousin in the face, and scrambled back. His younger cousin cursed as he held his eye, and Jimin pushed himself against a wall of the living room. "F*ck it."

Jimin screamed for help as loud as he could when his cousin pulled him up by his hair, slamming him into the wall. "GET OFF OF ME!" Jimin cried, his shirt also getting ripped into two pieces. "Shut up!" His cousin yelled, unbuckling his jeans and pulling them down.

Jimin fell to the floor, and hit his head on the glass nightstand to his left. His cousin pushed his legs apart, and pulled down his boxers just enough to release his cock from them.

"HELP!" Jimin screamed again, clawing at his cousin's arms in a fight. He wasn't going to let this happen again. "Stop it, I'm stronger than you!" Jimin's cousin slapped him across the face, and pushed himself into Jimin's hole.

There it is.

That painful feeling of his walls being spread apart, an unwanted object inside of his body. The burning pain reminding him what was happening was illegal- and his cousin didn't care. Not one bit.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" His cousin growled, pinning Jimin down by his wrists and snapping his hips forward. "HEL-HELP, PLEASE!" Jimin choked out, not able to move his legs from how much pain was between them.

"No one's coming but me, hyung." His cousin told him, rapidly thrusting into him. Jimin could've popped something from straining against his cousin's hands, trying with everything he had to escape. He clenched his hands into fists and dug his nails into the younger's hands, gasping for air out of pain. "Doesn't hurt." The younger laughed, moving his hips as fast as humanly possible.

"Please." Jimin squeaked, his legs going limp and spreading more, just so his cousin could go deeper. His body was naturally giving up, but Jimin wouldn't let himself give up. Not again.

Once again a warm liquid filled Jimin's lower stomach, making him cry even harder. "How many times do I have to cum inside you for you to realize you belong to me?" His cousin asked, panting over top of him. Jimin turned his head, when he got an idea.

He gave up.

And his cousin felt it.

"This doesn't have to hurt." He told him, pulling out of his older cousin. Jimin let himself be picked up by his waist, not looking his cousin in the eye. "This is sex, hyung. It should make you feel good." He told Jimin, setting him on the couch and getting onto his knees. "Make you cum." He licked his lips, and leaned forward to push his tongue into Jimin's hole.

Jimin squirmed, weird shocks running up his spine- but he was still disgusted and wanted to throw up at the sight of what was happening to him.

He suddenly jerked his knee in, knocking his cousin to the ground and jumping up. He ran across the house, hearing his younger cousin yelling and cursing at him. Jimin slammed the bathroom door shut, locking it before bursting into more tears.

He wanted to call his mom.

The bathroom door swung open, making Jimin jump and curl into himself.

Apparently he didn't lock the door.

"That hurt, Jimin hyung." His younger cousin told him, punching Jimin in the face. The elder only cried, already knowing he was weaker; he wouldn't win a physical fight with his cousin.

Jimin hit his head on the corner of the bathroom counter, his vision immediately blurring. The other male kicked his side hard enough to break a rib, and Jimin screamed out when it happened.

"F*cker." His cousin cursed, gripping Jimin's hair and slamming his head into the wall. Jimin felt blood run down his neck, as his ears rang as a warning the pain was too much. A cold liquid ran down Jimin's thigh, which made him close his legs tightly together.

His cousin grabbed his wrist and snapped it backwards, a blood-curdling scream breaking through Jimin's throat as the bone broke.

"This is because you didn't listen to me."