Erroneous [Vminkook]

Dollie (Jisang)

*Takes place a few weeks after chapter 58, when Yeosang spoke to Jungkook about letting Jimin go and the whole he's not his Gem anymore thing*

Jimin stares at his bare upper body with a deep frown on his swollen lips. His neck and chest is littered with hickeys, a few scratches and unintentional bruises. Even after his shower it still looked so horrifically cringing, as if he just crawled out of a horror movie.

As sad as it is, he was already use to this sight over many times in the past.

Karma and Jungkook were needy and he was there to provide.

As always.

He knows one day he's going to escape somehow, he just needs to wait until Seokjin gives him his new identity and then he'll be gone. So far away from here to forget this pain and struggle of being here as a caged animal.

As his cold eyes follows how his fingers graze over the bruise on his abdomen, he couldn't stop himself from feeling disgusted.

All they care about is if he's here, that's it. They don't care if he's happy or how he feels, just to have him here on a damn leash.

Like how he past masters wanted him.

Those dark thoughts instantly snaps away when he hears a soft knock against his door that followed with a soft creak of it opening. From the large body mirror, Jimin could see Yeosang peak his head inside but instantly turns away.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"It's okay," Jimin sighs, turning to look at him, "It's not like you haven't seen a shirtless person before."

Slowly Yeosang looks at him, keeping his eyes steady only on the bruises under his eyes before entering the room and closing it behind him.

"I just came to see how you were doing."

Jimin just barely twitched a smile as he slowly turns back to the mirror, "Well as you can see, I'm doing fantastic."

The small broke tone in his voice was barely there but Yeosang caught it, making him frown in displease. He knows what type of messed up thing Jungkook and Karma are doing to Jimin, and it's so fucking unfair. He hoped that yesterday after he spoke to Jungkook that maybe he could've swayed him into thinking just something, anything, besides keeping Jimin here hostage.

Sadly that only resulted with their fight and now Jimin is standing in front of this mirror, looking so broken and in pain that he's trying to hide behind the storm of his eyes.

Slowly he walks up behind him, seeing some faint scars on his back, "Scars," He whispers lowly, raising a hand and slowly trails the small one on Jimin's spine, "They're so small."

Jimin flutters his eyes close to the soft touch on his back, fighting back that need to sob to the horrid memories that followed those marks, "My pimp made me get laser surgery to have them removed. It was so much worse.... So.... Horrifying."

The crack that shattered his tone only made Yeosang raise his head up, seeing the tears in Jimin's bright eyes through the mirror. Carefully he moves his fingers up his skin and wrapped his arms around his waist comfortingly instead.

The blonde haired male whimpers under his breath, leaning against Yeosang's embrace like a blanket to this cold in his chest, "I can't deal with this anymore. I-It hurts... M-My body hurts, my soul hurts, everything hurts. I can't take it anymore..... I don't w-want to feel anymore."

Yeosang turns Jimin around and hugs him tight, letting the man complete break apart in his embrace without another word. Jimin was not having it, let alone could he barely stand as he screams against Yeosang's chest, letting his body completely unleash its years of pain.