tempting | yeonbin

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yeonjun carefully laid soobin on his bed, gently laying his down on his back. "ill be right back." yeonjun turned around, running into the kitchen.

he came back with an ice pack, along with a first aid.

"jun, i promise im oka- ouch!" soobin winced once yeonjun placed the ice pack along his now bare waist.

"thought you said you were okay?" yeonjun rose an eyebrow. "i am. ." soobin began, "that was just really cold. ." he mumbled.

for the next couple of minutes, time passed as yeonjun applied bruising ointment along soobins stomach and anywhere else he had been kick or roughly handled.

once finished, yeonjun just stayed down on his knees infront of soobin who was sitting on the bed infront of him. "bin, how come . ." he started, not really sure how he should even ask.

luckily, soobin was able to pick up on the questioning aura that surrounded the smaller. "my mother left us a handful of years ago, around the time i came out to my parents." soobin carefully sat up so he could face yeonjun on the floor. "he blamed me for her leave, though in reality, she made it very clear it was because my father had cheated and cheated and she just couldn't take it."

yeonjun listened, "he began to speak harshly to me in the beginning, then about a month after no hear, nor sight of my mother, he began to beat me." yeonjun looked away towards the ground, feeling incredibly bad for the taller. "at first, i had blamed myself for it. so, i never once tried stopping him. i let him use me for his personal punching bag."

"he never did much damage to the point id break anything nor end up in the hospital, but he wasn't afraid of blood." he sighed, " about a year after, he sent me here and at the time i was going through a lot. teachers noticed there was much more wrong with me than what they wanted to fix. so, they began to schedule counselor meetings and eventually they helped me overcome a lot of the pain and abandonment, the terrible nightmares and constant flashbacks id have."

"these people here, yes they're here to try and fix us, but they aren't heartless people either. they do care for us, they care to a certain extent which to say the least sucks, but they do want to help when it comes to other things."

"we are in their care and supervision."

yeonjun looked up, seeing a pained but settled look on soobins face. he stood up sitting next to the other on the bed, "i had stopped attending to my weekly meetings around the time you arrived."

"somehow, the comfort and relation to my counselor had somewhat faded when i started hanging around you." soobin scoffed with a small confusing chuckle. "i know this is going to sound crazy, but you actually gave me more. helped me more, more than my counselor did"

"sticking around you kept my mind focused and at ease. the warmth and attention from you was honestly enough to keep me on my feet and i found it no use in attending anymore meetings when they never gave me what you did."

"you gave me a safer place to stand, and-" soobin turned his head, staring straight into yeonjuns eyes. "im incredibly thankful for that," then he looked away, "but im also very sorry about that." this confused yeonjun.

"sorry?" yeonjun questioned.

"because i have no idea what any of that means, why you of all people have that affect with me. why you of all people make me feel happy and safe." soobin didn't know it, but he had begun to tear up.

a few droplets of tears falling slowly down soobins cheek while speaking. "one thing for sure that i know, is you have my mom's kindness." he chuckled lightly, "which is the only thing i can think makes me feel the way i do with you, but it feels short. short as in that's not all of why."