Maltreat

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"Filthy brat you are. Just like your brother!" Father screamed slamming the young Felix into the wall at the top of the stairs. he let out a shriek, a cry that told Minho to help. his air left his lungs as his father had his hand clenching against the young boys vocal chords, slowly cutting off his breathing ability. Felix tried kicking, thrashing around, yet he couldn't get away. What ten year old could fight off a full grown adult. Being slammed into the wall a second time, his head cracking off a picture frame that shattered upon impact. he screamed out in pain. Tear burn down his already red and flushed cheeks. It was like he was seeing stars. becoming weaker with every second ticking by. Felix let his arms drop from his weak grasp he barely had on his dad's arms. 

He vividly watched as Minho tried to reason and get father to stop being shoved around.

"You deserve this- both ruined- everything!" Our mother hiccupped as she landed on the couch intoxicated. Their father cackling at our pain pain. The screams shrilling as he tried fighting back. But what fourteen-year-old could fight back enough.

"Please! Stop!" Minho sputtered finally gaining enough strength to stand on his own two feet. His eyes darkened, even Felix could tell as he whimpered in pain. he could see the rage that was consuming his older brother. his eyes becoming dark and hazy, with anguish. pain and fear stricken but followed behind was his sense to protect his family. Felix was his family.

"Min...." Too weak to fight back as Felix began drifting asleep. His body hit the ground roughly landing on more shards of glass gasping for air as he forces his eyes to stay open and saw Minho shoving his shoulder into their fathers side causing the two of them to topple down the landing.

Felix couldn't see what was happening now, as he gasped for air. the glass shards he fell onto, ripped his arms open, the bruising on his neck showing he had been strangled was evident as he tried sucking in more air but cried out.

the last thing he remembers is Minho holding him close yelling at shadows that they barely knew. he had blood pooling from the side of his head. 

"Please save him..."

Felix opened his eyes not phased in the slightest at the fact he was having this flash back again. The same one he has had for years. The one that tormented him and sends him into a seizure on his worst days. He would try to keep to himself at bay. He'd tried hard to follow his breathing tactics he developed for when he was alone because he knew all too well Minho was dealing with his own nightmares that kept him up nightly. He couldn't always run to his brother. They both remember that night, but one was shaded by partial amnesia, the other in horror.  Felix felt a shift in his and his brothers relationship the night he tried talking about his emotional attraction. Minho still held his fierce gaze, his stature showing he was not to be meddled with. as nights went by, he came to their bunker with more and more bruises. cuts and scrapes. an occasional black eye or swollen jaw. 

Felix knew... His brother was back into the underground.

did he blame him? No.

was he scared? absolutely dreading he would see one day his brother not come home. to the bunker they have considered their haven.

Felix grew constantly afraid to talk to Minho because he may set his tunnel vision off. Especially after what he tried to do months prior. Felix was not blind to what occured the night Minho ran off. He knew all too well the state when his brother was carried into the house like he had seen a ghost. The tremors that coarsed through his body knew Minho tried attempting to end his suffering.

Felix quickly rubbed his eyes of the sleep that barely fell upon him. He knew Chan put him to bed after his minor breakdown. The door had been shut again. He slept through the day and into the night. His feet hitting the cold wooden flooring. Chills radiating up through his toes. Disregarding the uncomfortable feeling, he continued making his way sluggishly towards the kitchen where he see Chan and Changbin already there.

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