Eleven | Yoonseok

Chapter Eighteen

"I've trusted lies and trusted men
Broke down and put myself back together again,"

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Hey, can you get some rice syrup on your way back?" Yeosang asked over the phone, a yawn leaving his lips. "Sure, I'm leaving now," Yoongi replied, hanging up. he sighed heavily and walked out of the library. "Ah!" he smiled a bit as the cold air hit his face but scrunched his nose up soon. he shivered softly, taking the first few steps slowly and hesitantly. He sighed, rubbing his nose as he took his left and smiled softly when he saw a small, shady shop open. He quickly walked inside it and searched for a bottle of rice syrup. "Ah!" he sighed in content, grabbing the bottle of syrup before he walked to the aisle beside him. he pulled out a small bar of chocolate.

He went to the cash counter and paid for it, walking outside. He stuffed the bottle and the chocolate in his bag and walked down the alley, sighing when he heard upbeat music blasting. He scrunched up his nose and shrugged, walking toward the end of the alley; looking up at the window, from where he heard the music. the lights were red, and he could make out a few soft moans, making him scrunch his nose up again.

"Ah, I miss parties," He muttered to himself, looking back at the road, and as he was about to take his next step, he felt a hand smack his butt.

He widened his eyes, stopping dead in his tracks. "And where are you going so late at night, you fine little twink?" He heard a voice behind him as his butt was groped. The smell of alcohol drifted to his nose making him shut his eyes, a shaky breath leaving his lips. "Should Daddy punish you?" The man slurred against Yoongi's ear, making him swallow a scared whimper down.

"what's going on?" He heard another man, taller than him, walk toward them. He wore a grey hoodie, a black cap, and black sweats, and he had a lollipop in his mouth. "Nothing," The drunken man muttered, his hand roughly squeezing Yoongi's butt cheek, making the younger (yoongi) whimper in pain. "That's not nothing, though," The other man said to the drunk, Yoongi shutting his eyes in fear.

Flashbacks of his childhood came back in his mind, as he started to shake in fear. "Let him go, you bastard," The man in the hoodie cussed, and he left the grip on his butt strengthen. he cried out in pain, "Please," The drunken man smirked and looked at the man in the hoodie, "See? he likes it," He slurred against Yoongi's ear.

Yoongi felt the drunken man's hand getting closer to his crotch as he breathed heavily, trying his best to stay calm. His eyes heated up as he looked at the man in the hoodie, begging him to save him. He knew the drunken man was going to grope his dick, but in a second, he was proven wrong. "He doesn't, you delusional bastard!" The man in the hoodie growled, dragging the drunken man away from Yoongi.

Yoongi finally let out a sob, "I'm so sorry, mom, I'm so sorry, I- I'm so- I'm so suh-sorry!" He cried, burying his face in his hands. after a few minutes of crying, he felt a hand on his shoulder and he tensed, a hiccup leaving his lips. "Hey, you okay?" He heard a voice ask as he looked up, seeing the man in the hoodie. He nodded, stepping away from the man. "you can call me Bambam," The man smiled comfortingly, noticing Yoongi's features.

Yoongi froze yet again, looking at Bambam with a face that had shock written all over his face. "I'm sorry you had to go through that, do you wanna be friends?" Bambam asked, chuckling awkwardly under Yoongi's gaze.

"Kunpimook Bhuwakul?" Yoongi asked, gulping. Bambam frowned, "That's," He paused, "odd, do I know you?" He asked. "Bammie, I-I'm Yoonie," Yoongi muttered, his eyes as wide as tennis balls.

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"I'm home, Yeosang," Yoongi muttered, stepping inside the house with Bambam behind him. "Come in," he muttered, thinking about why he felt so awkward. "Thanks," Bambam replied, taking his shoes off. Yoongi walked to the living room, patting Yeosang's back. The younger (Yeosang) jumped at that, and looked up, "Stop being a ghost!" Yeosang screamed, frowning when he saw Bambam walk in as well. "It's Bambam," Yoongi muttered, looking away. "okay, hello! it's nice to meet you. I'm Yeosang!" Yeosang replied, "Wait, BAMBAM!" Yeosang shrieked, his eyes wide as well. "YOU LOOK SO DIFFERENT WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU!" Yeosang screamed, jumping on Bambam.

Yoongi bit his lip and looked at the TV that was on, and he squinted his eyes, plopping down on the couch, from where Yeosang had just gotten up. He sighed happily when he noticed the seat was warm. He read out the headlines of the news, "girl kidnapped last night and whipped half to death, escapes, traumatized," He shuddered slightly, looking up at the sketch of the kidnapper.

"You've gotta be kidding me!" Yoongi gasped, and in a minute, all he saw was black.

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Word Count: 936

Uhm yeah :D I would write Yoongi went to Walmart to get the rice syrup, but then I realised SK doesn't have Walmart :D

Also, I got a new guitar- and I chopped my hair off-

Sorry for not updating for so long, school has been eating my free time away, and I'm demotivated as it is-

SOTC:

Song: Nightmare - Halsey

-Aerhopeplane out.