We Will Be Loved - TedyThere's nothing but an empty hollow that is walking down these lonesome city streets in the middle of the night; rarely any cars, less of people, and more shadows that dance in twirls to keep those lonely ones company.
They giggled often, mocked and shifted as buff men with guns; just ready to shoot at any given signal like a puff of smoke.
Maybe no one can see it, but Taemin can.
He always does.
That paranoia, eating his head.
The itch of being watched, knowing there's eyes staring to every corner and every streets he turns to - unable to escape from it, even if it's just from his head.
Not only is the shadows taunting his moves, but whistling to the body that now wasn't tainted of purity by the wrong hands.
A body now stained with finger prints and faint traces of tender kisses that once lingered on his skin - printing the initials with a fragile breathe. He can feel those stares even more now, being aware of what he did and cursing in his head for being so blind.
It's been five days, and he still showers six times a day and scrubs his skin until it bleeds - in hopes it rewinds his sins of being tranced by tempting words of lust.
But no amount of physical damage could erase the pleasure that consumed his body and the arousing noises by the mistake of that night, even if he tried.
This body, that he wanted to be treasured and loved by someone who was going to be his forever; believing he found that in Jimin.
He really did.
Why did he go too far? Taemin always asks himself this same torturing question.
Out of all the strategies to get to him, why this? Why the one thing that he valued so much?
There could've been so many less painful options, even break into his apartment - just not this.
Why did Jimin choose.... This?
Now Taemin can't even look at himself in the mirror and cry as the hickeys slowly disappear on his neck. Feeling bloated and daring himself to look up if it's possible to be pregnant because Jimin didn't use a condom that night. Scream to himself if his parents ever find out about this because they have conditioned him to not lose his virginity so easily to anyone.
To wait until marriage.
If not then he's disowned - not just by family but by society for being viewed as a whore.
No one is going to take him serious if he's not pure, they say.
They made it sound like it was such a big deal, making him believe it too, and now Taemin is just so fucking terrified all of the time!
And guilty - so much guilt that it claws into his head and leaves him frustrated with himself.
He's thought of relapsing before, just like Gem, but he can't. Woosung would literally kill him and Minho would go kill Jimin along the way.
For them, he can't do it for them.
Strangely enough, despite that, they're the only two who have served as pillars to Taemin through this. They always text him just to tell him anything, words that they're there and that he can take the time he needs. They've seen each other, a few times, but Taemin refuses to let them touch him.
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