killing stalking one shots or smth lol

insecurities

just before he got into the shower, he glanced at his reflection.
the sunken eyes, the visible ribs, the bruises and scars from times yoonbum would rather forget...
the relentless bullying he faced in his childhood and teen years...the abuse from other adult..his uncle...
then sangwoo.. the bruises and injured he had sustained from that man were unhide-able at this point.
yoonbum quickly showered and
got changed, refusing to even look in the direction of the cracked mirror to avoid the sight of his emaciated frame...
he sat on the bathroom floor, and softly cried to himself, putting his head on his bony knees to avoid making any sort of noise. he was whispering to himself about his absolutely hideous he believed he really was, when he heard a creak on the other side of the door.
without thinking, yoonbum flinched and got up, unlocking the door and going to walk past sangwoo, who was waiting on the other side.
"whyre you crying now?" he asked impatiently before seeing the state of the ravenette.
"nothing...i just feel ill..."
"and you're crying over that?" sangwoo asked, grabbing yoonbum by the jaw harshly to look up at him.
"stop fucking crying. you're a big boy aren't you? let me tell you something. men don't cry, only pathetic wastes of space do. what are you? a girl?" he taunted. yoonbum shook his head, only crying more at sangwoos harsh treatment towards him.
"get out of my way." he said, pushing yoonbum onto the floor and going into the bathroom.
yoonbum crawled down the stairs into the basement, and cried there instead, making sure not to make any noise to warn sangwoo of anything.
'he's right..' was all he coins say before essentially passing out from exhaustion.