Splintered Soul

Chapter 3

A/N: Hi again!

Why am I so invested in writing this when i already have one pending? I do not know

But!
Things starts to get very very angsty starting from next chapter

(Ya'll gonna hate me for making GOT6 the way they're going to be lmao.. but i like to make my baby bias suffer)

WARNINGS ⚠️
//VIOLENCE//
//NON-CONSENSUAL TOUCHING//
//ABUSE//

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As the days passed, Jinyoung found himself under the hawklike watchful eyes of his hyungs. No matter what time he woke up, one of them would always be there to shove him to a seat in the kitchen table, withholding his precious belongings until he complied with their demands.

While shooting the drama was coming to its final stage, he had been herded into another audition, which he landed the role, again. Things were suddenly getting a lot ahead of himself and Jinyoung didn't know how long would it be before he completely crashed seeing as the company wasn't being any lenient with him either. He had asked them for one off day and had been shunned out pretty fast much to the young man's annoyance.

Then came Myungjin. Their new choreographer was starting to really get on his nerves. Every time they were in practice the man would always find one or other excuses to get in his personal space, if it wasn't the drag of rough hands along his arms and hips, then it was the uninvited glances that ran all over his body that somehow felt too sensual.

He knew he should bring his concerns to Jaebeom, because he knew that the older man was the one who he could count on no matter what the situation was and not to mention the fact that he was their leader. But he also didn't want to be accused of misreading a situation or to cost someone their job, so he did what he did best and kept his mouth shut with a forced smile etched on to his face.

A few days later the actor found himself back at the set, they were all tired and moody from being under the scorching sun, but then came the time for the last scene of the day and god he wanted to be happy to think that he was almost done but he knew he still had dance practices to get to.

Their last scene for the day was beyond intense, it just had to be a fight sequence and Jinyoung didn't know if he had the strength to complete one. While his internal monologue reached its peak, he felt his co-star none so gently slam him against the wall, but the man was also twice his size and the power of his push was severely underestimated.

He felt the exact moment when the back of his head harshly made contact with the concrete wall behind him, making his vision go pitch dark for a split second, opening his eyes he made brief eye contact with the horrified face of one of the assistant directors focused on something above him just as soon as he felt the painful force on top of his head just as he heard them all yelling his name in alarm,

He felt frantic hands grabbing on to his arms as equally frantic and panicked voices swarmed around him,

"Shit Jinyoung-ah you're bleeding"

He was beyond confused, since when did he start bleeding?

He let out a hiss of pain as someone pressed an ice pack to the back of his head, but the confusion written on his face must have been clear as the director's gentle hands guided him to sit on a chair,

"The push had too much force and you hit your head on the concrete pretty hard and one of the props fell on you"

The young actor's eyes widened in slight alarm as the hand that he pressed to the back of his head came out bloody, feeling several worried eyes on him, he brushed off the sudden urge to throw up and blinked away the dark spots appearing in his vision as he managed to give them a teary smile,