Letters | Taegyu (discontinued)

Chapter 7

Warning: This chapter involves abuse and is depressing ;-;. It focuses more on Yeonbin just because I said so. It's kind of inspired by the fan art above?

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"Stop it! Please, it hurts!!" Yeonjun cried as his father dragged him across the floor of the cold kitchen.

"Did you stop when I told you to stop being a fag?! Yeonjun you're a disgrace!! I'm ashamed to call you my son!" His father barked, kicking the boy against his long legs.

The pink haired male cried in pain, begging his father to stop but the older wouldn't. He never listened. Not even to his mother. Jennie was tired of it so she left the house sleeping over at Lisa's. While his mom was upstairs she didn't care. She never did.

"Dad...please s-stop!!" He begged but it was useless; it only seemed to have angered the male. His eyes held hatred and disgust as he held the boy up, hurting his collarbone by the tight grip.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT! YOU WORTHLESS BRAT" his father hissed motioning for him to stay there as he went to grab something.

Yeonjun did as he was told because if he didn't it would only end up worse. He hugged his bruised legs crying his eyes out.

It wasn't even a minute before his father returned with a bucket of cold ice water and a whip. Yeonjun backed away from the male with fear in his eyes.

"No no no no please don't" he cried but it was useless. Yeonjun was dragged by his hair and forced to stay where he was. The boy screamed once he felt his father's whip against his body. It hurt, it hurt like hell. (This is fucking dark tbh but some ppl go as far that and I should know it's happened to me since I know how bad it hurts I decided to add it here his dad is inspired by my mom)

"You disgusting thing!" He screamed whooping him again and again ignoring Yeonjun's cries and protests. His body was bruised and sore all he wanted to do was disappear. He felt his hair getting gripped tightly by the man before his face was stuffed inside the ice cold water. It stung against Yeonjun's skin and he struggled to breathe.

"Now you won't need to worry about covering the bruises with makeup any more, right? If anything you should be thanking me for this" his father said, taking his head out for Yeonjun to have a short moment of air before being dunked back into the bucket.

His father seemed to be satisfied, taking his face out of the bucket and forcing the boy on his feet. Yeonjun could barely walk, his legs stings every time he tried to walk and he couldn't stop coughing. He felt himself being dragged all the way to the front of the house before he was thrown outside by his father.

"Spend the night out here. Maybe then you'll learn your lesson" His father said, shutting the door and locking it. It was about 11:31 p.m and he was stuck outside.

He screamed loudly as he punched the ground crying from the pain. He hated his father more than anything in the world. He couldn't go to Taehyun's house. He knew he couldn't. The younger was out with his family to visit his grandparents and they would return at about 1 am.

He forced himself up not being able to stop his coughing or his crying. He was in so much pain. He found himself outside a coffee shop he would go to with Taehyun. It wasn't far from his house so he wasn't surprised he was able to get there.

His legs couldn't hold anymore and he found himself sitting down on the ground watching the cars go by and the people walking by ignoring him because in their eyes he looked like a homeless person.

"Yeonjun hyung?!" A voice called, causing Yeonjun to look up. It was Soobin running up to him with a worried expression. Yeonjun wasn't in the mood or state to act like he was alright or to act like he always did. Because for once seeing Soobin was the only thing that made him smile.