Midnight Blues

Nightmare (⚠)

Jimin stood outside the mansion. His eyes glared daggers into it while he wished it would burst into flames. He didn't want to be there and he was so scared of what awaited him on the opposite side of the door. He was positive his father had something up his sleeve for tonight and he was even more sure that he wasn't going to like it. Slowly, he walked through the door as he tried to sneak inside but failed as his father walked into the living room to see him walking in.

"Glad you finally decided to come home, Jimin." Sung Ho smiled at his son but Jimin glared at him with disgust. Without saying a word, Jimin turned to go upstairs to him room but was interrupted by his father's words, "Some of my friends have been waiting for you so be a doll to them for me. Is that clear?" Jimin closed his eyes and breathed deeply as he tried to hold in the tears that were threatening to fall. I need my pills. He just nodded slowly then continued to his room. 

When he entered, he instantly wished that he didn't. There were four tall men dressed in business attire that stood in almost a circle in the middle of his room as they spoke to each other. They looked at him when he stepped through the door. Jimin swallowed hard as he stared at the floor as he balled his hands into fists in front of him to stop their shaking. "J-just give me a few minute to pre-prepare in the bathroom..." He looked up at the men to see them nodding in acceptance. He almost ran into the bathroom but kept his cool as much as possible, locking the door behind him. 

He began digging through the drawers in his bathroom. He needed to take them, his pills. Jimin began to panic because he couldn't find them and that was so unusual because they were always where he left them. He opened his mirror cabinet and a small paper fell out into the sink. 

"My son will not be a drug addict. This is for your good. Your loving father." Jimin closed his eyes and began to breathe in and out deeply as he tried to calm himself down. His father was doing this on purpose. Why did he want him to hurt so much? What had happened to him after his mother's death? Jimin's hands were shaking again so he clutched them again. 

*Knock Knock* "Hey, you coming out or what?" One of the men asked from the other side of the door. Jimin quickly got up and turned the sink on, splashing cold water on his face. He needed to go numb but he wasn't going to be able to this time. He stared at himself in the mirror and, instantly felt disgusted. 

"Coming out!" He yelled with a little annoyance as he dropped his clothes. His fangs were out and he didn't bother to draw them back in because if he needed to he would kill someone tonight, for sure. 

He opened the door and was instantly snatched up by his throat by one of the men. "I don't like to wait, beautiful, so you're gonna have to make this good." Jimin slightly whimpered but cleared his throat because he wasn't about to seem weak to these assholes. They weren't like Voss and he could tell. As he thrown on the ground, he wished that Voss was the one to visit him because he had so many questions and he didn't want to be hurt. However, he knew the universe hated him just as much as his father does, for whatever reason. 

All the men had their dicks out and pointed at Jimin. He frowned at them then was smacked across the face so hard that he began to taste blood. Before he could say anything he was grabbed by the hair and a dick pressed against his lips so hard that he had no choice but to open his mouth to keep the bastard from bruising his lips. " Yes, make sure to make it sloppy, beautiful." 

Jimin wanted to throw up as the man pushed himself deep into his throat. Another kneeled down behind Jimin and instantly began pressing his dick against his hole, making Jimin panic and pull off of the dick in front of him. "Pl-please don't just.....Ahhhh!!! No no!" He pleaded and begged the man behind him but was ignored as he felt the man slam into him. Tears fell down his cheeks as he gritted his teeth at the pain. 

"Get back to sucking, slut!!" The man in front of him grabbed his jaw and pushed his dick back into his mouth. Jimin let his fangs graze the man's dick. "Fuck! Did you just try to bite me?" Jimin spat at the man before he was picked up and slammed on his bed. He began trying the men off of him but was failing as two held him down and one slammed into his ass and another into his mouth. They thrusted into so hard that Jimin felt as if he was going to die, even though he couldn't this way. Mom! He screamed internally as the men began to switch. A different man in his ass and the same for his mouth. Please! Kill me! 

Jimin's eyes were closed but tears flooded his eyes. He had stopped fighting after twenty minutes. The men had kept switching and Jimin had, mentally, left them. He felt their moving and only noticed that everything had stopped after the men had been gone for thirty minutes. Once he felt like he could feel his body again, he sat up and stared at his destroyed room with no emotion on his face. 

He hated his life so much. He hated his father. He hated the men who would do these things to him. Jimin still had tears rolling down his cheeks but he was mentally detached from what was going on as he began to clean himself and dress himself. 

Tonight was a nightmare. Tonight, he wouldn't look to the moon and not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.  His mother had just seen him get destroyed, once again. She watched and did nothing. Nights like these, he found himself hating his mother but only on nights like these. Why couldn't something happen to save him from this shit? Was he really a slut? Did his mother think so? Is that why she wouldn't help him?

Jimin opened his window and jumped out, racing off into the night. He didn't have a destination but he wasn't about to stay in that mansion any longer. Fuck what his father said.

He was walking the street by the club. He didn't care for the sidewalk so he walked in the middle of the road, moving as if he was in a daze. He could hear voices from far off but paid them no attention. 

Bright lights flashed in front of him but he didn't flinch as he heard a horn and the screeching of tires. He watched a black Mercedes swerve around him them come to a screeching hault behind him.

Jimin's face stayed the same, lifeless. Even when he noticed the man in the car come running up to him.

 "Jimin?! I almost hit you! What the fuck are you doing in the middle of the road?!" 

He recognized the voice and even the face as he looked at the man

" J-jungkook" He stuttered and felt more tears roll down his cheeks.